I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 439

The reporter turned around and saw that everyone was gathered together, so he immediately ran forward with his camera.

After finally squeezing in, the reporters and cameramen around them gasped in disbelief.

It was a humanoid creature that was completely black, with two horns on its head and membranous wings on its back. Its ferocious appearance with sharp teeth was exactly the same as the demons in movies and legends.

"A demon! This is a demon!"

Someone shouted at the top of their lungs, completely igniting the atmosphere at the scene.

"I never imagined that the creatures described in the Bible actually exist."

"Can you identify him by his features?"

"Take the picture quickly, this is important footage."

"This is the first time in human history that the true appearance of a demon has been recorded using technological means."

Amidst the fervor, however, there were also dissenting voices.

"Aren't you worried that it might not be completely dead and suddenly attack someone?"

"Obtaining firsthand news is always accompanied by danger. Where did you come from, a newcomer? Don't you even know this basic principle?"

The lively discussion was quickly drowned out by the incessant clicking of camera shutters.

They photographed every detail of the demon's body on the ground from almost every angle.

There were even those who, in a rather improper manner, slapped the demon's crotch.

If they hadn't been somewhat wary at the end, they probably would have just turned the demon over.

Using their best verbal skills, they connected the demons' defeat to the heroic battles of the superhumans within, and then to the subsequent development of humanity and the verification of the existence of Heaven and Hell.

Little did they know that the protagonists they had been praising so highly were already collapsed on the ground inside the building, unable to move.

"These bastards are surprisingly strong..."

Haliya's black leather coat was tattered, exposing her skin, yet it did not evoke any romantic thoughts.

Besides blood and sweat, her skin was covered in dust and burn marks. Her hair was disheveled, and she looked as wretched as a beggar.

In this three-way battle between humans, demons, and zombies, the skeleton knights she controlled took on the task of absorbing the wounds for the entire human side.

Ultimately, Oliver and his teammates successfully defeated the final demon army.

"Where did those... ha... demons come from?"

Oliver, not far away, was covered in wounds, with a deep claw mark on his chest that revealed the bone.

Normally, a superhuman would have died long ago from such a severe injury, but the former was still able to speak, which shows how robust his body was.

"They... were originally fertilizer for the abnormal creatures that attacked the building."

Haliya began to speak, recounting her experiences and observations while exploring with Su Fan, albeit haltingly.

The contents of the document caused Oliver's expression to change repeatedly.

Why didn't you tell me these things when we met again?!

The mastermind behind this has become so powerful that they slaughter demons like pigs and dogs, which is extremely terrifying.

The man named Su Fan almost single-handedly overturned the former's meticulous plan and wiped out his followers, making him even more terrifying than the mastermind behind the scenes.

The thought of his confrontation with Lawrence back then made Oliver feel as if he were standing on the edge of an abyss.

"Damn it, if I had known it would turn out like this, I would have preferred to be dead."

"You guys clearly came here to cause trouble, and you wouldn't listen to me. Now you regret it?"

Haliya rolled her eyes and, with her last bit of energy, gave Oliver the middle finger. "You don't need to feel sorry for these guys. We've done everything we could. They just wouldn't listen and were stubborn. They deserve this fate."

After parting ways with Su Fan and returning to the upper level, he immediately shared the information with everyone.

However, their honesty did not earn them cooperation. The many superhumans and the powerful figures who employed them were all at odds with each other. If it weren't for the eventual outbreak of the zombie crisis, they would probably still be fighting amongst themselves.

Indeed, what truly unites people is not a lofty common goal, but powerful external pressure.

Most of the extraordinary beings who walked out of the hall with them were killed or injured, and the same was true for the powerless nobles.

As for Chris, who had previously clashed with Su Fan, he was eaten by Su Fan as food during the first wave of zombie invasion.

A careful calculation of the casualty ratio reveals that this was nothing more than a very lucky, Pyrrhic victory.

Lawrence's left arm is broken, and he risks disability if he doesn't get medical attention soon. I can't move him by myself; please come and help.

Hilo's contact text appeared before their eyes.

Upon seeing this, Oliver struggled to his feet and turned to look at Haria, the meaning in his eyes self-evident.

"I'm sorry, that middle finger gesture just now exhausted all my strength."

"I was so stupid to have any expectations of you."

Oliver gritted his teeth and struggled to get up, but as soon as he moved, blood seeped out again from the claw marks on his chest.

The former's already pale complexion turned even paler, and he collapsed, completely exhausted.

"It looks like our tiger is in trouble."

A voice came from not far away.

The curly-haired man limped over and reached out his hand to Oliver, who was struggling on the ground.

The latter takes the helping hand extended by the former for granted.

The curly-haired man's name is Ralph.

He and the other few extraordinary beings were among the few survivors who heeded the advice of Hariya and the others and made preparations for battle in advance.

The extraordinary ability is an unusually fast running speed.

Although he was not as strong as Dennis and the others, he always played a crucial role at critical moments, providing cover for the others fighting alongside him and helping them escape from trouble.

This experience transformed them from complete strangers into comrades with a strong rapport, bringing them much closer together.

Oliver struggled to his feet with Ralph's help.

I endured the pain and made my way to a nearby corner.

Lawrence lay on the ground, his leather jacket tattered, his eyes closed, seemingly unconscious.

Oliver gritted his teeth and let out a long sigh of relief.

This man who manipulates metal is as hard as metal itself, but he is inflexible and has not uttered a sound since he was injured, and he is still fighting.

"How foolish."

If Hilo hadn't discovered him in time, this guy would have died on the spot from shock due to excessive blood loss.

"how is the situation?"

"The bleeding has stopped, and he is out of danger now, but the biggest problem is the severed arm."

As Hilo spoke, he cast a healing spell on the wound.

"I've mostly cleared away the cursed aura that was clinging to it. However, if you don't want it to affect your normal life in the future, it would be best to have surgery to reattach the severed arm as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)