Toyokawa Shoko doesn't want to become a witch

"They're weirdos!"

"There are monsters! There are monsters again!"

The continuous appearance of monsters caused the heavily armored knights to waver slightly.

Just then, a knight wearing a winged helmet and dressed entirely in black charged out of the formation, brandishing a flag spear and pointing directly at Jack the Frost Spirit who was charging at the shield formation.

The battle banner was wrapped around the spear shaft, and the black-armored knight charged toward the tyrannical frost elf. His warhorse seemed fearless, and its speed increased rapidly.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta.

The rapid clatter of hooves echoed across the ground, the armor plates clattering against each other with every stride of the warhorse.

The frost spirit saw the knight charging towards her and let out a huge roar at him.

"Roar--!"

"drink--!"

As if to bolster his courage, the black-armored knight suddenly shouted, gripped his lance tightly, and pointed the sharp tip at the frost elf.

In a flash, warhorses and monsters clashed and passed each other.

A lance remained on the Frost Elf's head.

The gun pierced directly into its hollow eye socket, precisely penetrating the wick inside the cavity that emitted a chilling aura, before exiting from its back. The wick's flame-like chilling aura was extinguished, and the cold metal body collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Kill with one blow.

The black-armored knight clearly knew the monsters inside and out. The wick was the biggest weakness of the frost spirits and pumpkin lanterns. Once the wick was broken, they would immediately lose all their mobility.

He rode away on his warhorse, gradually slowing down. The heavy armor gave them overwhelming power, making them like a semi-trailer truck made of flesh when charging towards the enemy. But it also made them as easily controlled by their own weight as a semi-trailer truck, making it difficult for them to slow down.

He drew his half-sword from his waist for protection, slowed down, turned his horse around, and calmly walked toward Frost Spirit under the shocked gazes of the knights.

A clump of black pus emerged from the Frost Spirit's body, and the monster's body quickly melted away, leaving behind the man whose head had been kicked and smashed by the horse's hind legs.

Now he has returned to his original form. His missing lower body and upper head have grown back, and the demonic features on his body, which were originally limited to his right arm, now almost cover his upper body.

The man was panting heavily as he knelt on the ground.

"I'm alive......"

With a "snap—!" sound, before the man could finish speaking or recover from the ecstasy of surviving, he heard a sound like a sack being cut, and a line of blood appeared on his head, running from his right ear to his mouth.

Half a will-o'-the-wisp-like human head fell to the ground.

He died too quickly, before he even had a chance to rekindle his will to live before his head was severed with a single blow. This was a complete death; there was no possibility of him becoming a monster again.

The black-armored knight bent down and used the sword that had just beheaded someone to pick up the fallen flag spear.

The spear hummed heavily in the air before falling back into the black-armored knight's hand. He sheathed his half-sword at his waist, untied the battle flag from the spear, and let it flutter in the air.

With a clang, the knight opened the visor of his helmet, revealing resolute eyes.

"Don't panic! Even the warhorses aren't panicking, so why are you all panicking?!"

The knights' warhorses covered their eyes, unable to see the monsters. These warhorses, trained as war machines, became their strongest support at this moment.

"The general is right..."

"Even the warhorses aren't panicking, so why should we?"

The black-armored knight, whom the knights called General, brandished his flag spear and casually beheaded several approaching resistance soldiers. The battle flag, fluttering with the spearhead, looked like a carp leaping over the Dragon Gate.

"Your mission is to protect the Queen and the carriage. You are the Queen's strongest defense. If you all collapse, who will protect the symbol of our nation!"

The general was hacking and slashing at the enemy while loudly addressing his men.

"There is no room for you to retreat here, understand?"

"""clear--!"""

The battle banners, resembling carp leaping over the dragon gate, became the knights' spiritual pillar. Under the general's leadership, the heavily armored knights launched a counterattack.

After a while, the knights' counterattack began to have an effect, and the rate at which monsters were spawning among the crowd began to slow down, as many people were killed by monsters or knights before their will to survive kicked in.

The monsters that have already been born are also well restrained and cannot pose a significant threat.

"(They've started to fight back; the monsters aren't as effective as we thought.)" Chu Hua's telepathic message came through.

"(Of course, even if these people turn into monsters, they're only around level six. If they're all at the same level, four or five heavily armored knights can hold them off, and it might take one or two more to kill them.)" Xiangzi said. "(Did you see that guy who instantly killed Jack the Frost Spirit? He should be level eight.)"

"(What level am I in now?)" Chu Hua asked.

"(Your game account level is the same as your account level.)"

“(Level 4... No wonder I felt my strength was suppressed so much.)” Chu Hua used his shield to deflect a heavily armored knight’s lance thrust and hid in the crowd.

The stab just now had numbed her hand; normally, this would never happen.

Is it a level-based system...? Under these game rules, it feels frustrating to do anything without a level.

"(Xiao Xiang was a new account when he joined, right? What level is he now?)"

"(Um... I'm now—)"

“(Xiang, the knights are starting to solidify their formation, we don’t have much of a chance.)” At this moment, Mu’s voice also came over.

"(Never mind, I'll talk about it later. Hailing, Aine, Lixi, how about you guys?)"

"(The reaction was much faster than expected, making things difficult. They've had specialized training in dealing with monsters, and aside from the initial panic, they quickly found their rhythm. Now, it's actually the monsters that are having a greater impact on our side.)"

"(Holy crap, another one turned into a monster?! Get out of my way!)"

"(Little Master, there are demons on our side, and they're being attacked by our own people!)"

“（......）”

It seems the situation is indeed not good.

Wearing a nun's habit that blended perfectly into the crowd, Xiangzi hid among the fanatics, quietly dodging the knights' lances and attacks from his own men.

Don't be fooled by the monsters popping up like radishes; even including the frost elf that was instantly killed, there are less than ten monsters in total. If each monster can be dealt with by about five knights... this is nothing to worry about.

Moreover, the monsters' attacks are indiscriminate; they kill far more of their own kind than their enemies.

The battle had reached a stalemate. At this rate, let alone assassinating the Red Queen, even breaking through would be a major problem, not to mention reinforcements at the pass...

and many more.

The battle has been going on for over twenty minutes now. We're so close to the pass, and the commotion is so great, why haven't reinforcements arrived yet?

Sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?

Are they in cahoots?

Or is there... something else going on?

whoosh-

The sound of something cutting through the air came from the sky.

Xiangzi looked up at the black shooting star that appeared in the sky.

A dark shadow flew towards them from the direction of the Pass of Anger, and the ear-piercing sound of it cutting through the air was coming from that thing.

"What is that...?"

The dark figure flew to the battlefield almost in the blink of an eye, like a falling star crashing to the ground.

Boom——!

The Lost Story: The Lost Child - Chapter 339 Cerberus

The shadowy figure flew to the battlefield almost in the blink of an eye, crashing down like a meteor between several knights who were fighting monsters nearby.

Boom!

The loud noise seemed to press the pause button on the entire battlefield, and everyone's attention was focused on that spot.

Thick white smoke billowed from the spot where the "meteor" struck.

That was definitely not the smoke and dust kicked up by the fall. The white smoke that came out clearly carried a strong smell of water and sweat, it was almost like... the steam emitted when some kind of biological heat dissipation system was running at full speed.

"..." Xiangzi swallowed hard, staring at the pit.

“AUGHHHHH————!”

A deafening roar.

An indescribable beast roared, blowing away the drifting smoke and revealing its true form.

A group of knights and their warhorses lay scattered around it. Unsurprisingly, both the knights and the horses had been killed by the enormous impact. Severed limbs and mangled remains lay on the ground, still embedded in their armor, smashed into a jumbled mess.

The monster had a robust physique, with a standard inverted triangle body shape. It possessed thick hands that could grip a heavily armored knight and his horse together. When it stood up, it was about three stories tall. The eight-foot-tall men riding warhorses were no bigger than three-year-old children compared to it.

It extended its sharp claws and casually grabbed a human-shaped object from the ground.

That was a monster that had been knocked back from its monster form. In its hand, the monster looked like a small toy, with the palm not even half full.

It grabbed the strange man in its hand and shoved it into its mouth, which was full of sharp teeth and dripping with foul-smelling saliva.

With a snap, the beast bit off the strange man's head, chewed it a few times, let out a howl like a wild dog, and changed from a crawling position to standing up, roaring to the sky.

The moon rose behind it, swallowing the light left by the setting sun.

A long spear pierced its chest from back to front, its claws sharp and terrifying.

But that's not what makes it so special.

This guy has three heads that look like vicious dogs.

Things that look like this have the same resounding name in the real world:

Cerberus.

Also known as Cerberus, a legendary monster that guards the gates of hell.

The mere presence of the monster Cerberus on the battlefield was enough to put immense pressure on both sides.

"(What a powerful monster! Did it jump over from the other side of the city wall?)" Aine exclaimed in the telepathic channel. "(That far? That's outrageous!)"

"(It looks like it's exhausted)," Xiangzi said. "(It's reached the point where it needs to eat people to regain its strength.)"

它

“(They’re coming from the other side of the city wall. Could they be reinforcements from the Red Queen’s side?)” Chu Hua said.

"(Impossible, monsters can't associate with humans.)" Xiangzi stared at the other side with a solemn expression. "(Although they can still speak human language, they've long been tormented by their twisted desires to the point of being unconscious, and they don't even realize they've become monsters. These guys... only act according to their strongest desires.)"

All monsters possess extraordinary obsessions.

"(So what's going on with it?)"

"(I don't know.)" Xiangzi paused. "(We don't even know who it's helping now.)"

"(What should we do then?)"

"(Let's wait and see.)"

Xiangzi shrank back into the crowd, his brain racing.

"Monster, prepare to die!"

At the same time, the black-armored general closed the visor of his winged helmet, picked up the flag spear beside him, shouted "Giddy up!", and charged straight at Cerberus, brandishing the flag spear and launching an attack on the giant monster.

For the empire, anything that is a monster is an enemy.

Once it appears on the battlefield, all that's needed is to kill it.

With this in mind, the general engaged the monsters in battle.

Cerberus's three heads looked around as if searching for something, but they had to spare some time to deal with the general's overly fierce charge.

The general's actions undoubtedly disrupted its mental balance; regardless, it decided to take this guy down first.

The clanging sounds were the clinking of claws against the flagpole in the air; the general could actually hold his own against it for a few rounds...

That's how it looks.

"(Level seven...)" Xiangzi mentally assessed it to a rough level. "(No, it wasn't taking it seriously at all; the level should be level eight.)"

The level of a monster is completely different from that of an ordinary human unit.

Monsters are like bosses; humans of the same level must fight in groups to have a chance of killing them. This level eight or even nine monster is the highest level they have seen since entering the barrier.