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The Holy City, the holy place at the center of humanity, is now shrouded in a haze. On the city wall, flames shot up into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and shouts of killing shook the earth. Eric's heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

When they arrived at the foot of the city wall, the scene in front of them shocked Eric and the soldiers. The originally solid city wall had been breached by the dark monsters, and a huge gap appeared. Around the gap, there were piles of corpses of countless soldiers defending the city, and the blood dyed the ground red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The broken flags fluttered in the night wind, making a fluttering sound, as if crying silently. Several crows circled in the air, making shrill cries, adding a touch of horror to this tragic scene.

"Monster! It's the monster that came out of the space crack!" A soldier shouted in horror, pointing to the gap in the city wall, where a huge black figure was wreaking havoc.

This dark beast was larger than the previous one, like a hill. It had a ferocious face, sharp claws, and a pair of huge black wings. It flapped its wings, sending out gusts of wind, destroying all the surrounding buildings. It spewed black flames from its mouth, burning everything to ashes. The soldiers defending the city fought hard, but their attacks were like tickling the dark beasts, and could not cause any damage at all.

Eric took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. "Shield soldiers in front, archers in the back, prepare to attack!" He commanded loudly, his voice sonorous and powerful, clearly audible in the noisy battlefield. The spear in his hand flashed with cold light, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at the dark beast, exuding a fierce murderous aura.

The soldiers quickly formed a defensive formation, and the shield soldiers pressed their shields tightly together to form a solid line of defense to resist the attack of the dark beast. The archers drew their bows and shot arrows at the dark beast like raindrops, but most of the arrows were swallowed by the dark beast's black flames. Only a few arrows could hit the dark beast's body, but they could not penetrate its hard scales at all.

Seeing this, Eric frowned. He found that the power of the holy stone was weakening, and the protective shield around the holy city was becoming weaker and weaker, and it could be broken at any time. He knew that they had to find a solution as soon as possible, otherwise the holy city would fall completely.

Eric took a deep breath and rushed towards the dark beast. The spear in his hand was like a swimming dragon, constantly stabbing at the dark beast, trying to attract its attention. The dark beast was enraged by Eric's attack. It let out a deafening roar, waved its huge wings, and pounced on Eric.

Eric flexibly dodged the attack of the dark beast, and jumped onto the collapsed fragments of the wall next to him, using the force to jump high again, waving the spear, with the tip of the spear pointing directly at the beast's eyes.

The dark monster let out a painful roar, and black blood gushed out of its eyes, obscuring its vision. The sticky blood splashed on the rubble of the city wall, making a sizzling corrosion sound, and a disgusting stench spread. Some soldiers who were close couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses, and their faces turned pale.

Taking this opportunity, Eric quickly landed and stabilized his body. He looked around. The city wall was in ruins, and there were corpses of soldiers and traces of monsters everywhere. The air was filled with blood and suffocating fear. He took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Archers, focus on attacking the monster's injured eyes! Don't stop!"

The dense rain of arrows attacked the monster again, and the arrows cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound. Each arrow carried the soldiers' unyielding will and the heart of protecting the holy city, and pierced into the monster's injured eyes fiercely. The pain and anger of the monster became more intense. It frantically waved its wings and claws, trying to disperse the soldiers around it. The huge wings stirred up a strong wind, blowing the soldiers to the ground. Some soldiers were even blown away and fell heavily to the ground, their lives uncertain.

Eric jumped up again. He was agile and as agile as a cheetah, easily avoiding the monster's attack. He landed on the monster's back, holding the monster's rough scales tightly with one hand, and thrusting the spear into the monster's back with the other hand. The sound of the spear piercing the flesh was clearly audible. The monster felt pain and struggled violently, trying to throw Eric off. Its huge body twisted wildly, like a mad bull, and the scales on its back rubbed against Eric's armor, making a harsh metal friction sound.

Eric gritted his teeth and held the spear tightly, not letting go no matter how the monster struggled. He felt a powerful force coming from the monster's body, shaking his arm numb, but he still refused to give up. He shouted loudly: "Shield soldiers, move forward, protect the archers and continue to attack! Be sure to take down this beast!"

The shield soldiers immediately formed a defensive formation after hearing Eric's order, and put their shields tightly together to form a solid line of defense to protect the archers from continuing to attack. Arrows rained down on the monster, and each arrow pierced into the monster's body with the soldiers' belief in victory.

The roar of the monster became weaker and weaker, and its movements gradually slowed down. Black blood continued to flow from its wounds, staining the ground around it red. Finally, the monster fell to the ground with a bang, and its huge body hit the ground with a deafening roar, and the ground trembled. Dust flew, covering the sky and the sun, and the entire battlefield fell into silence.

Eric jumped off the back of the monster, leaning on his spear and breathing heavily. He looked up at the sky. The moon, which was originally covered by dark clouds, now showed its figure and sprinkled soft moonlight on the earth.

Eric wiped the blood on his face, mixed with sweat and dust, leaving stains on his face. He felt weak and his legs trembled slightly, but he resisted falling down. He looked around and saw that the soldiers were also exhausted, but their faces were filled with the joy of victory.

A soldier ran to Eric and shouted excitedly: "Elder Eric, we won! We defeated the dark beast!"

Eric nodded, with a relieved smile on his face. "Yes, we won." His voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was firm.

Another soldier supported Eric and asked with concern: "Elder, are you okay?"

Eric waved his hand, "I'm fine, just a little weak." He turned his head to look at the corpse of the monster lying on the ground. The huge body stretched across the center of the battlefield like a hill.

"Send someone to clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded immediately." Eric ordered, his voice regaining its usual calmness.

"Yes!" Several soldiers took the order and began to organize the cleanup of the battlefield.

Eric looked around and saw that the soldiers were busy cleaning up the battlefield and treating the wounded. The battlefield was filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder, but at this moment, Eric's heart could not calm down. The dark beasts that appeared were getting stronger and stronger, and the energy of the holy stone was sharply reduced. It felt like it was almost unstoppable!

He turned and walked towards the busy soldiers, ready to continue directing the next work. Several medical officers were surrounding a wounded soldier and bandaging his wounds.

"How is his injury?" Eric walked to the medical officer and asked about the wounded.

An elderly medical officer raised his head and replied, "Great Elder, his injuries are quite serious and he needs to be sent back to the city for treatment as soon as possible."

Eric nodded, "Arrange someone to send him back and tell the medical officer in the city to do his best to treat him."

"Yes, Captain." The medical officer took the order and left.

Eric continued to patrol the battlefield, check the casualties of the soldiers, and arrange the follow-up cleanup work. A soldier ran over and reported to Eric, "Great Elder, we have completed the inventory. Thirty-seven soldiers were killed, fifty-six were seriously injured, and one hundred and twenty-three were slightly injured."

Hearing this number, Eric frowned slightly. Although the dark monster was defeated, the casualties of the soldiers were also quite heavy.

"Register the list of the dead soldiers, properly place their bodies, and notify their families." Eric said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Great Elder." The soldier took the order and left.