In the interstitial zone of the rainforest, a human legion of about seven thousand people is hurrying forward in the humid and sweltering air.

Above them, between the dense foliage of the upper canopy, two figures floated, looking around with a wary gaze as they followed the large force forward at a rapid pace.

This force was naturally the Legion of Council Guards who had just escaped from the endless pursuit of the demons, and since they had defeated the interception of the last group of sheep-headed demon legions numbering around three thousand in the dense forest a day earlier, they had rarely encountered interceptions by large groups of monster troops along the way.

This place is already very close to the ruins of the old city of Gikur, and the concealment and exorcism of the holy relic Jidebin is slowly starting to take effect, and with the help of the shadow manipulation of the Assassin Evan, they will soon be able to officially enter the protective barrier of Jidebin.

"I just got the news a few days ago, and the Demon Slayer Legion seems to have lost some time on the front line."

In the Legion, the legendary Assassin Finn chatted with another legendary Assassin, Evan beside him, with a worried expression.

"General Hodge is a very good commander, and his Demon Slayer Legion is also the elite of the Second World Front, but victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, and no one can be a winning general forever, not to mention that General Hodge finally saved the entire Demon Slayer Legion from major losses, so defeat is not enough."

Evan looked around with an indifferent expression, the silver light in his hand flashed rapidly, and the strangely shaped silver triangles were thrown into the grass beside him.

"Well, I also believe that General Hodge will never give up like this, but the intelligence shows that the demon legion has sent reinforcements to the middle of the rainforest after taking Kurim, so the pressure on us is even greater!"

Finn's feet kept going, a strange blade of light flickered around him, and occasionally a few blades of light shot into the surrounding jungle like sharp arrows, and immediately the terrible wail of the monster dying came from the forest.

"It's just 10,000 sheep-headed demon clones, and it seems that they have been ambushed by the Storm Queen, how useful can this force be in such a large rainforest?

It's a little not enough to defend strategic locations, so it can be seen that the commander of the Demon Legion hasn't thought of a good way to create enough ships in a short period of time, otherwise this time it will probably be an entire elite Demon Clone Legion that will be transferred back! ”

Evan shook his head a little absent-mindedly, the shadows around him were uncertain, sometimes flying around to block the sunlight from the foliage trees, sometimes gathering in one place to form a wall of inky black shadows.

"Let's hope General Hodge will act sooner, otherwise our plan to attack the seaport of Kurast may be greatly affected."

"Wait! What's going on? Why stop? Finn frowned as he spoke, and his feet turned and jumped back slightly, and the whole person disappeared directly into the shadows.

A shadow rose beneath Evan's feet, instantly drowning him in the shade of the trees, and the two legendary assassins were ready for battle almost at the same time.

But soon, Zhuo Genam, who was suspended in mid-air and on guard, fell directly from the shade of the tree.

"The alert has been lifted, we have arrived, and Asila is making contact with the survivors in Jikur."

"Really? That's great, it's time to rest," the two Assassins resurfaced from the shadows, Evan nodding at Drognam and Finn relieved.

"Send someone to clean up in the back, cover up our whereabouts, and don't risk exposing Jikur." Farah soon fell from mid-air, with a man-tall ice sculpture hovering beside him, the unfortunate captured legendary Amazon Cultivator.

"We've already sent someone to go in, let's go inside, Asila has someone come and call us."

Brant appeared in the electric light, he nodded lightly to the others, and then waved his hand directly, signaling the group of professional legionnaires who were resting in place to pull out.

At the behest of the heralds, the Legion of the Council Guard was once again in action, and they soon crossed an invisible magical barrier into a vast expanse of urban ruins.

This is Kikul, the city that was founded by the remnants of Curast in place of the Kurast Mall.

In fact, frankly speaking, the ruins of Jikul are not ruins, at best they can only be described as an uninhabited dead city, and even near the dock near the Zuraka River in Jikul, there are many fishing nets and fishing gear stored here.

Jikul is geographically not far from the seaport of Kurast, but the turbulent Zuraka River between the two cities makes it not as convenient as expected.

After the fall of the harbor of Kurast, Jikur was also searched by the forces of the demon hunters, but thanks to the protection of Jidbin's power, the demons only saw what Omars wanted them to see, and the survivors of Kurast were able to survive the catastrophe.

Although this abandoned empty city is very large, the power of Jidebin can only cover and mislead the demons who come to search, and it cannot make the people in the city completely invisible, so if the noise is too big, it is still possible to be discovered by the winged demons flying in the sky.

Therefore, the professional warriors of the Legion of the Council Guard had to enter the underground waterways of Jikur and temporarily camp under the leadership of Asila and others.

Fortunately, the city was abandoned not long after it was built, so the sewers here are quite clean, except for some cold and damp, there is no unpleasant smell and disgusting filth, and the soldiers of the Professional Legion are also veterans who have been trained from the sea of corpses and blood, and they are very satisfied with this environment.

After setting up a group of legionnaires, several legendary powerhouses were led by Asila to meet the legendary "Riddle Monk" Omas, who had the ability to speak and relied on this ability to preserve most of the elite class in the seaport of Kurast.

"Hahaha! Omas, you old monster, I knew you were extraordinary, but I didn't expect you to surprise me this time! ”

Farah laughed when he saw Omas, the two of them had served on the Second World Front at the same time, and they were very good comrades-in-arms.

This time, Omars managed to escape under Mephisto's nose with many of the residents of the seaport of Kurast, making Farah very proud of him.

"All the sages are above, the port of Kurast should not suffer this catastrophe, there is a life to follow in the dark, and the old man is just following the sky, but it is a pity for the innocent people who died in the city"

Omars walked away from Gidbin and turned to meet them, his tone calm and compassionate, and the expression on his face was regretful.

"Don't be sad, you've done enough well, who knows what those hellish doggles used to suddenly bring so many demon clones to the First World?"

Drognam also walked over and patted his old friend on the shoulder.

"Mr. Omas, we've brought back the ancient books of the Blue Coats, but"

Okasso stepped forward at this time, and said to Omars with an anxious expression.

Behind him, the Ice Sculptor was holding the huge ancient book that emitted a pale blue light with a complicated look on his face, and the expression on his face looked a little uneasy.

Seeing this, Omars sighed softly.

"Hey, I was going to go over in person, but I didn't expect things to come to this point, Sage Marion, you"

"Needless to say, since this is already the case, then all this must be the arrangement of fate, and when that time comes, I will naturally not live up to your trust."