"The fire should be able to stop them for a moment."

Kant's face sank like water, I don't know if it was an illusion, Roger felt a faint coolness in the eyes of the other party looking at him.

Soon, though, that feeling faded away.

"You stay at the door, and if there are monsters rushing out of the fire for a while, cut them back, and if you can't stay on the second floor, go up to the third floor, and do your best to hold them back."

"It's not early, it's dawn in just over an hour, as long as we get through this time, we've succeeded!"

Kant admonished with a solemn face.

"Okay."

Roger gasped and nodded.

Kant needs to stand at the top of the lighthouse to defend the fish-man who climbs up through the gap, and now that the iron gate below is lost, if Roger can't hold this line of defense, neither of them will survive.

Kant was holding only a single-barreled shotgun, with extremely limited range and rate of fire, and in such a narrow space, once several fishmen approached, it would be absolutely impossible to escape death.

After telling Roger, he didn't dare to delay, and ran up as fast as he could, at this time, the fire on the first floor had spread, blocked by the flames, and a group of fishmen stood outside the iron gate and howled frantically but did not dare to approach.

The heat wave was coming, and Roger was far away, so he was in the mood to observe the environment on the third floor.

The layout is similar to the two floors below, the space here is very large, and it is much cleaner, it seems that it should be where Kant usually lives, but for some reason, such an ordinary decoration makes Roger feel a little weird.

The fire continued to burn, and the minutes and seconds passed, and if it continued like this, it should be possible to survive until dawn.

But at this moment, there was a loud noise downstairs again, and soon after, with a roar, the iron door opened, and at this time, the entire first floor had been completely burned clean, and the fire spread to the second floor.

A strange and rapid hissing sound came, and when they heard this sound, the fish-man guarding the door did not even pay attention to the fire in the lighthouse, and rushed in with a strange scream.

It didn't take long for Roger to see a fish-man with flames rushing in front of him.

There was only one upward passage on each floor of the lighthouse, and the stairs on the first and second floors were burned to the ground, and these monsters flew up with great bouncing force.

Roger stood at the top of the stairs, looked at the fish-man who flew up, and slashed down with an axe.

The fish-man screamed and fell into the fire, rolled a few times, and soon died silent, and at this moment, the second fish-man also pounced, and Roger saw the right time to concoct it according to the law.

He carried an axe to block the passage, quite a kind of meaning that one man should be closed, and ten thousand people should not be opened.

As more and more fishmen pounced, Roger was a little tired of coping, and at that moment, an exceptionally tall figure rushed into the flames, this was the leader who had struck the iron door before.

Roger's face changed drastically, and he quickly stepped back, then climbed up the stairs to the 4th floor, and slammed the wooden door of the partition shut!

A foul smell came over my face.

Roger looked around quickly, and mottled marks could be seen everywhere on the walls and floors, as if countless people had scratched them, and traces of blood could be seen in the digging marks.

In the corner of the room was a square covered with a black cloth, and Roger could clearly hear the violent wheezing sound coming from inside.

Before he could continue his search, there was a sudden crashing sound, and the heavy wooden door made a loud noise, and a crack cracked in the wooden door.

Roger looked across the gap and saw a hideous face.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the impact struck again.

"Hold on a little longer, the sun will come out soon!"

Kant also heard the impact below and shouted loudly.

"Persistence?"

"Stick to your mother's ......"

Roger couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, this is a terrible thing, can you do it if you want to?

After hesitating for a moment, he abandoned the wooden door and ran up quickly, but before he could rush up, the muzzle of a black hole was aimed at him!

Kant's expression became hideous, he had not slept all night, and his eyes were scarlet.

"Go down!"

"Drag until the sun rises!"

A beastly roar erupted from Kant's throat, and at this moment, he looked indistinguishable from the monsters outside.

Roger clenched the handle of the axe in his hand.

"Do you want to die?"

Kant smirked.

"I don't mind cutting a hole in your head!"

"Get out of here now!"

Boom Boom!

The sound of crashing is incessant.

Kant's right hand with the gun shook violently, and he seemed to be able to pull the trigger at any moment, and he looked back, and a hint of fish belly rose in the sky.

Maybe it only takes a few tens of seconds for the sun to jump out of the sea!

But these ten seconds are life and death!

Roger couldn't do anything in the face of the black muzzle, he bit his lip and turned sharply when the impact behind him reached its peak.

He was afraid that if he delayed for another second, he would be tempted to raise the axe in his hand.

No matter how fast he moves, he can't outrun a bullet.

The moment he turned around, he took out a thing in his arms, opened it and poured it into it!

Focus on the potion.

This is the only means he has at the moment.

The cold liquid entered the throat, and soon the familiar sensation returned.

While taking the concentration potion, Roger's perception, muscle control, and nerve reflexes were greatly improved.

Although he didn't know if this method would work, he had no choice at the moment.

Roger ran forward quickly, he quickly felt the abnormality, his body became light, and he could even estimate that the next time he hit the monster, it would break through the wooden door.

There were still 4 steps, and according to estimates, when he rushed to the door, the monster also happened to break in.

"It's now!"

Roger changed his direction slightly, cut through it at a special angle, and took the last step, he held the iron axe with both hands, his thighs, waist, abdomen and arms, all the power was twisted into a rope, and then slashed over!

Click!

At this moment, the wooden door cracked!

The dark blue monster rushed in through the sawdust.

But before he could come back to his senses, the axe, which had been glowing with cold light, slashed in front of him.

The monster let out a roar and grabbed forward.

While!

A loud bang was heard.

At this moment, Roger also realized his own problem, his strength was too weak, even if his spirit could catch the other party's movements, his body couldn't keep up at all.

I could only watch as the monster's sharp claws blocked the blade of the axe, and then the huge force struck, and his whole body was knocked out like a cannonball, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then slammed into the wall!

His eyes darkened and his consciousness blurred, and Roger felt like he might faint at any moment.

But at this moment, a coolness forcibly rushed into my mind.

It is the effect of the concentration potion.

He shook his head, barely regaining consciousness.

But at this time, Roger found that the monster that swept himself away did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but turned around and walked to the other end of the room!

"What is he going to do?"