I opened an adventurer's guild in another world.

Meanwhile, Rodney led a team of thirty guards and eighteen mercenaries, galloping all the way to the south gate of the town.

When everyone arrived, more than a hundred demons had already rushed into the south gate.

Upon meeting, the two sides immediately charged at each other amidst shouts.

"Lightning Orb!"

"Flameball!"

"Water Blade!"

The mage among the mercenaries raised his wand and began chanting a spell, sending spells flying into the ranks of monsters.

At the same moment, the goblin priest, who was walking behind the monster, also raised the wooden staff inlaid with gems.

A fireball, one meter in diameter, condensed above the goblin priest.

The fireball, once formed, flew towards the center of the guards.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The magic from both sides landed simultaneously, and casualties immediately occurred on the field.

Rodney and several level 9 guards charged the fastest, avoiding the goblin priest's magic damage, and clashed with several goblin warriors.

"Kill them!"

After the two sides made contact, they immediately began fighting.

Of the hundred or so monsters, half were level six or above, and the rest were level four or five goblins and kobolds—this was the elite force of the monsters.

Rodney's side consisted of three squads of guards (Gruul town itself had one squad), and two squads of mercenaries, all of whom were level six or higher.

Moreover, there are more high-level combatants of level 8 and above than monsters.

Rodney, at level 10, swung his spear, sending all the low-level monsters in his path flying into the air before being finished off by the guards around him.

A level 9 kobold used its greatsword to kill a level 6 mercenary and then turned its attention to Rodney.

Rodney sensed something and turned to look at the kobold.

"Die!" Rodney flipped his hands, and several afterimages appeared in the air from the gun tip.

The kobold roared and charged forward, wielding his machete.

After Sharp killed several goblins, he was also approached by a level 9 goblin warrior.

As for Mavis, her figure flickered across the battlefield like a ghost.

Each time he appears, the dagger in his hand takes the life of a monster.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Another huge fireball fell, and several guards and mercenaries who couldn't dodge in time were turned to ashes in the flames.

Mavis's snake-like eyes looked towards the goblin priest's position behind the monster, and with a few leaps, she disappeared into the darkness.

On the monster side, they were also bombarded by mercenaries who were mages.

The three mages, one with lightning, one with fire, and one with water, quickly killed more than a dozen monsters.

But then they were targeted by a group of ratmen.

On the battlefield, magic and arrows flew wildly, and blood splattered amidst roars.

In less than ten minutes, more than twenty people on the human side had fallen!

There are only forty or so monsters left—and these forty or so are mostly level 6 or higher monsters.

Rodney, panting heavily, pulled the spear from the kobold's corpse.

His armor was slashed open, and the blood flowing from the wounds stained it red.

"Thump!"

A goblin's body flew in front of Rodney, who immediately shot him in the heart.

Sharp, covered in blood, ran from the direction the goblin had flown out.

He yelled at Rodney, "Captain Rodney, these missions aren't what we agreed on. Half of my men are already dead!"

Rodney, while engaging a monster in combat, replied, "Perhaps we've already fallen into their trap since we entered Gruul town. There's no point in talking about it now; let's find a way to defeat them!"

"repel?"

Sharp dodged an arrow that came flying from the side and pointed behind the monster, shouting, "There's another goblin priest over there! Judging from the strength of his magic, he's definitely level 10!"

It is also protected by two high-level trolls nearby.

If we let it keep bombarding us like this, we'll all be killed sooner or later!

Pfft!

A dark shadow flew from the air between the two and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Rodney felt a bad feeling after recognizing Mavis.

"I failed, but I did manage to take down a troll guard!"

Mavis got up from the ground, took a bottle of medicine out of her bag, uncorked it, and poured it into her mouth.

"Healing potion!"

Sharp's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw the bottle that Mavis had thrown away.

Healing potions work just like healing magic; they can heal injuries and even save lives in critical moments!

Despite being the least effective treatment, it is also very expensive, costing 1 gold coin per bottle.

These things are for saving lives; he also had a bottle in his bag.

Mavis has now reached the point of needing to take the medicine, which means that the two trolls are quite powerful.

Sharp grabbed a level 6 goblin by the neck, lifted it up, and looked around.

"No, if this keeps up, I might lose my life!"

Actually, Sharp already regretted it when he arrived in Gruul Town and learned that the number of monsters had doubled to one hundred.

But he dared not leave with his team—if the monsters followed him and surrounded him on the way, he would be doomed.

Moreover, at that time, there were only thirty level 6 monsters, and with their strength, they were not invincible.

However, the true number of monsters only became apparent after the attack tonight.

Excluding slimes, the number of monsters reached two hundred.

Not only are there as many monsters of level 6 and above as they, but there is also a goblin priest!

"Captain Sharp, Albert is dead! We can't hold on much longer!"

A mercenary from the Bloodstained Mercenary Group ran over in a disheveled state, and upon seeing Sharp, immediately burst into tears.

Albert was the squad leader who came with Sharp; he was a level 9 warrior.

Just now, he was first shot in the chest by a ratman's crossbow bolt, and then hit by a fireball from a goblin priest.

Sharp's eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing the news of Albert's death.

"Snap!"

Sharp tightened his grip and snapped the goblin's throat.

He watched Rodney and Mavis fight from behind, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

"Since the mission intelligence was wrong, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Sharp, carrying his large sword, retreated continuously until he disappeared from the battlefield.

As Rodney and Mavis fought, they suddenly felt the pressure increase significantly.

After turning around and not seeing Sharp, the two couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, where is he?!"

On the battlefield, the disadvantages of human professionals are growing, while the monsters are becoming more and more courageous.

Finally, when there were fewer than twenty men left, Rodney ordered a fighting retreat.

The monsters pressed closer and closer.

The goblin priest looked at the shifting battlefield, put away his staff, and walked forward.

The guardian troll followed closely beside the goblin priest, staring blankly at its surroundings.

"Ahem!"

On the edge of the battlefield, a wounded goblin struggled to its feet.

Upon seeing the goblin priest, he immediately picked up a dagger from nearby and stood in front of the goblin priest to protect him.

The goblin priest looked at the blood-soaked goblin protecting him, tapped the goblin on the shoulder with his staff, and said in the demon language, "Brave warrior, well done. After the battle, the great Goblin King and Lady Liz Christiana will reward you. Now, stay by my side!"

As he spoke, the goblin priest brushed past the injured goblin.