Lord: I Am Raising A Girl In The World Of Pain

Late at night, in the dark gray fog.

"Tap tap tap~"

There was a loud sound of hoofbeats, and six knights galloped towards the south.

"Ho ho ho~"

After a sharp cry, black rotten corpses were everywhere, and rotten creatures were everywhere in the mountains and plains. At a glance, it was like a river bursting its banks. The rotten corpses crowded forward along countless passable narrow roads, like small, black lines. Or the gray torrent, seeping into this broken world little by little.

The knight at the front of the team held a fog light in her hand. She shouted hoarsely and hysterically through her helmet: "Quickly rush out! It's almost nightfall! Don't let them encircle you."

After saying that, he directly penetrated the body of the war horse with the exquisite dagger tied to his leg. Because of the severe pain, the war horse neighed and speeded up by three minutes.

Shirley's heart was bleeding. This was the rare magical beast horse that she had grown up with. Now a knife was used to force out its full potential, and it would be completely useless from now on.

"Follow me quickly, miss!" The surrounding knights followed suit one after another, squeezing the last vitality out of their horses without hesitation.

This cavalry is like a small fish rushing forward in the rapids, hanging in front of countless corruptions.

"Watch out!"

Before he could run a few steps, a knight covered in blood suddenly clamped his horse's belly, howled, raised his lance and charged forward.

"What are you careful about?" A lot of sweat broke out on Shirley's face and forehead. She even started to feel dizzy and didn't know what her teammates were shouting. When she reacted, a rotten corpse with a distorted face jumped high and was about to drag her over.

A violent crash was heard, and at the critical moment, the long lance almost hit the corpse's chest. In an instant, sawdust flew into the air, and along with the violent flow of dirty blood, the corpse flew backwards.

"Thank you! Knight of Cabra!" Shirley was suddenly startled, cold sweat dripping down her face, but as soon as her voice came out, it seemed to be blown away by the bloody storm.

Lifting the helmet, a handsome young man showed a sunny smile: "I want to be Miss Shirley's chief knight. This is my honor."

Shirley's tired face froze before she could smile.

A huge light wheel shining with purple light arrived in an instant, splitting the Kabra Knight from his forehead to the body of the horse in the middle without any warning, cutting the man and horse in half.

The bright smile of the young man was still on his face. The next moment, both men and horses were broken into pieces and collapsed to the ground like rotten meat.

The warm blood splashed on Shirley's body, and the blood penetrated through the armor, making Shirley feel a terrifying sense of warmth, a warmth that was even colder than ice!

"It's that nimbus again, I want to see what it is! Let's fight!"

An old knight laughed loudly, his sanity was cleared, he went completely crazy, and rushed towards the corpse with a strange smile. Although the slogan was awesome, it didn't even make a splash, and was directly torn into pieces by the corrupt and snatched for food.

Shirley's pupils trembled, and she wanted to charge to the death, but on the hilltop behind, a dense black-purple light flashed behind the group of corpses, and Shirley still shouted dully: "The corpses are about to launch a long-range attack."

Sure enough, the next moment, a large area of ​​black and purple javelins fell like rain.

"Fighting skill, Vitality Slash!" Shirley's real chief knight took action decisively, and the powerful fighting spirit slash made the javelins fall down one after another as if they hit a wall.

"Well done!" Shirley once again squeezed out a bit of courage and encouraged loudly, trying to maintain the heartstrings of everyone and prevent people from having another mental breakdown. Every knight is one of the few assets of the family and cannot be sacrificed anymore.

Before the words could even be finished, three hundred rotten cavalry immediately appeared on the flanks of the rotten corpses, including Shirley's former knight companions!

"Damn it, I'll stop it for a while." The female knight at the end of the team couldn't stand it anymore.

"Valtteri, don't go, your power is at its lowest."

"I have rested for a long time. The goddess of war will protect me." After saying that, the female knight known as Valtteri shouted, "Magic skill, army-breaking armor!"

Several streams of light quickly connected with him, and Valtteri was like a steel tank, crushing towards the group of rotting corpses.

In an instant, the attack of the zombie tide was stagnated.

Another cavalryman also rushed forward: "I also want to embrace the battle and help Lord Valtteri."

And all this was seen by Field and others.

They stayed on this road for two days, adhering to the philosophy of throwing two poles if there was a fish or not.

Field, Asuna and 15 demi-human cavalry were hiding on a hillside, while Rosaria acted alone and hid in another place.

"Ashina, do you think the chosen one can survive? Or, can Shirley survive?"

Through Ashina's explanation, Field can understand everything that happened by referring to the map.

Asheina said with certainty: "They can all survive. There is also a third-level fighting spirit knight in the team. Although Rosalía and I can kill Shirley, the opponent's chosen one goes berserk, so it is probably difficult to deal with it." . Shirley’s chosen one has not even dissociated the artifact, so he probably still has some trump cards.”

If the artifact is not dissociated, it is not a crisis at all.

"In addition, the corpse side also has a divine choice, and the Nimbus just now is, but she doesn't seem to want to leave the viscounty."

"To be precise, there are two."

Field looked at the two red dots marked on the map and was very greedy.

I can't wait to catch him immediately and train him hard.

But now that there are so many corrupt creatures assisting, it is purely a dream to capture two divine choices in the midst of thousands of armies.

"Then save more people, exchange benefits, and send a signal to Rosalia." Field mounted his horse with a gun, "Proceed with caution."

"Boom boom boom~"

Valtteri rushed into the group of corpses, and used his heavily armored fists to shoot left and right, carrying the power of destroying the world. No matter what monster came forward, it would be crushed with one punch. In an instant, one man is at the gate, but ten thousand men cannot open it.

The war horses neighed, and the corrupted cavalry set up their spears and began to attack Valtteri.

"Haha, come on! Let you see the thickness of Pojun's armor."

With a battle armor that can reduce 80% of physical damage, the rotten corpse's attacks are simply tickling, not to mention that she is also wearing three layers of heavy armor, all of which are exquisite armors made by masters.

After blasting a third-level carrion with one hand, Valtteri charged forward with cavalry.

"Valtteri!" Shirley shouted, anxious as she watched the Chosen One she had contracted being overwhelmed by the Corrupted Cavalry.

"Don't worry about her!" the chief knight shouted.

Just as the two of them were stunned, Shirley's horse was directly grabbed and bitten to death by the carrion emerging from the ground.

"No! Damn it!" Shirley fell off the horse and her eyes instantly turned red. Her beloved war horse that traveled all over the country was already a family member, but now she died in front of her. She staggered to her feet and wildly swung her sword to chop the corpse into pieces.

The chief knight was shocked and quickly dismounted: "Miss, sit on mine quickly."

"Tap tap tap~"