Cornflower Witch

Chapter 244 The Cult's Ambush and Sniping

The bewitching monsters from another world floated and moved slowly through the forest. Their eyes were open, and their enormous pupils watched the rushing procession below. Even at night, they could see clearly what was happening in the darkness.

The 'Demon Contractors' bound to these Eye Demons issued commands in the darkness, and then purplish-red particles gathered in their pupils, locking onto the moving figure below and emitting piercing deep purple rays.

Before the knights could react or dodge, in an instant, five knights were pierced by the rays and fell from their horses. The remaining knights were also injured, with some suffering severe limb damage.

"Defense!" Noxton roared.

A gray-white light curtain rose up, spreading from his feet and connecting with the surrounding knights, forming a solid city wall that protected them inside.

After that, the deep purple rays fired again collided with the gray-white light curtain, bursting into intense energy sparks before extinguishing.

Although the light barrier weakened, it held firm, preventing the Eye Demons from harming the remaining seven knights.

At this moment, Noxton glanced at the hillsides on both sides. He and the knights beside him temporarily stopped their horses, allowing the few who were still relatively unharmed to help the wounded members, while he himself stood on his horse, holding his warhammer, on guard.

"You despicable rat Regas, is this the only way you can do it?" His voice boomed through the night, reaching the ears of those on the hillsides on either side.

Unfortunately, the Hundred-Eyed Cult members were completely unconcerned about such mockery. They were cultists who were different from ordinary people, so why would they be afraid of such insults? Besides, most of them were not Regas people.

Seeing no response and only the enemies in the darkness continuing to fire, Noxton was furious, but also had a bad feeling.

This doesn't seem like the style of the Regas, or even if those rats in the gutter wanted to, they wouldn't have the power to do it.

An alien planet? And there's a distorted aura about it. The enemy on the other side is probably up to no good.

With that in mind, Noxton took out the special command arrow he carried at his waist, pulled the safety cord below, and then fired it into the sky.

A special arrow shot into the sky with a sharp whistling sound, about to explode and send out a rescue signal firework. But a deep purple ray flashed by, destroying the arrow prematurely and leaving only scattered sparks falling in the low sky.

Upon seeing this, Noxton's heart sank.

From the moment he fired the command arrow to the moment it was shattered, only 2-3 seconds had passed. Even if a skilled archer or ranger saw it, it would be impossible to hit it in the dark, but the enemy on the other side did it.

Rays, with their precision and speed, are truly difficult to defend against.

The attack on the hillside continued, with deep purple rays shooting out from the darkness, gradually weakening the gray-white light barrier. After being rescued, the remaining seven knights surrounded Nocton, holding shields and longswords, forming a temporary defensive formation.

As superhumans of the 'Castle' type, if they hadn't been attacked just now, they would be the most defensive among all types. Their gray-white light barrier, though seemingly thin, was like an iron curtain that constantly shielded them from ray attacks.

The situation reached a brief stalemate. It was about fifteen kilometers away from Valley City, a distance that was neither too far nor too close. At any time, cavalry from the Kingdom of Anti would come to scout and provide support from Valley City.

In light of this situation, the Hundred-Eyed Cult on the mountain increased the frequency of their attacks and dispatched some members to gradually approach the knights below.

'The other team seems a bit flustered.' Noxon suddenly felt like cracking a joke with his teammates.

Since the other party seems to be in a hurry, it means they are not very confident, while we still have a great chance.

At this moment, Noxton glanced behind him. Most of the knights who could move were able to stand up, except for one who was leaning against his horse because he was missing a leg.

"Everyone mount up, and those who have difficulty moving are helped by others, ready to break through with me."

Standing here is tantamount to waiting to die; they must take action. "Yes."

A group of knights followed him as he mounted his horse, and then Norcton turned his horse around and broke out towards Valley City.

"go!"

The sound of horses' hooves rang out again on the mountain road. Seeing that the group of knights wanted to leave, the Hundred-Eyed Cult on the hillside finally became somewhat flustered. They began to rush down the hillside, and some of them took out their crossbows and fired. However, these crossbows were useless against the iron curtain beside the knights.

“That leading general is very dangerous.” A figure who had been standing silently in the darkness for a long time spoke, then he took off his hood, revealing a strange face.

Where there were originally two eyes, a pair of purplish-red pupils have now appeared above them. With all four eyes open at the same time, it looks particularly strange in the darkness.

His four eyes gleamed, locking onto Noxton, who was charging at the front below. He raised his hands, and two eyes opened in his palms as well.

Six eyes flashed a dangerous crimson light at the same time, then emitted a blazing beam of light.

In an instant, the gray-white iron curtain beside Noxton was pierced, and six beams of light converged and engulfed his body.

A hoarse and angry voice echoed through the mountains, like the painful howl of a wounded beast.

A few breaths later, the light faded, and Noxton's figure reappeared. His warhorse had melted and died, his armor was charred and shattered, and his body was covered with bloody and mangled holes. However, the warrior still held onto his giant hammer and did not fall.

"General!" The knights behind him immediately rushed to his side, protecting the general and raising a sturdy and thick barrier.

On a distant hillside, the cult leader, who had launched the attack, looked displeased.

"Surprisingly not dead."

This was his all-out attack as a 'fourth-tier alien', yet he failed to kill his opponent. It can only be said that Noxton was truly tenacious.

After a brief pause, the breakout progress slowed down, and the cultists who rushed down the hillside finally reached the mountain path and began to attack the knights.

They naturally did not choose close combat, but instead took out their crossbows, aimed them at the knights below, and fired special anti-magic bolts.

Faced with this, the knights either chose to passively resist or to spread out and fight back.

If they were to scatter and fight back, they could indeed inflict heavy casualties on these weak cultists, but their defenses would be weakened after they were scattered, and they would also be targeted by the strange eye demons on the hillside.

Just as these knights were caught in a dilemma, Noxton once again propped himself up and glanced around.

"Break through!" he roared, then charged forward, gripping his giant hammer.

The cultists along the way were easily crushed, knocked away, and broken like eggs under his warhammer.

Seeing their commander still so brave, the remaining knights were greatly encouraged and followed suit.

The battle continued in the darkness, with cultists constantly rushing down the mountain to join the resistance, while the knights of the Kingdom of Antioch fought their way through the darkness, steadily approaching the Valley City.

(End of this chapter)