The so-called miracle is not the mysterious power possessed by the weird, but the human beings fighting against the weird itself with the mysterious power.

  What is known is that it is unknown what is exempt from the spirit ritual.

  Ability gods can’t, weird leaders can’t.

   I am afraid that only the ancient existences that last forever can ignore the existence of these manipulation rules.

   "Little Leimi, hurry up and use your killing charm to lure Cry Night as an ally."

  Claire urged Lu Li to solve the Night of Horrors in another way: "Then we can let the abyss demons in **** cooperate to test whether they can be immune to the evil spirit ritual."

   Ignore Claire's ill-timed thoughts, they're getting ready for the next crisis.

   They have to face the sad truth: The Land of Light has no way to stop the ritual of the evil spirits, nor does it have the power to exempt the rituals of the evil spirits.

   The good news is, the same goes for the intruders.

   At least the weirdness did not have the power to save the night of horror, and the monsters advancing with the weird fog screamed in the dark moonlight.

  These invaders are the enemies of the Land of Light and an opportunity—as long as there are ten times as many invaders as the Land of Light, they will survive this crisis.

  Looking high in the sky, the disturbing dusky full moon, this is the first time Lu Li has seen the "real" "moon" in this world.

   Looking back, Lu Li looked at the boiling agate lake where the reflection of the moon was disturbed.

   They have to fish out the Twisted Cultists who have lost their strength from the Onyx Lake first. It would be the most ironic thing if a believer drowned.

   Andrea floated lifelessly on the lake. She was a boat herself, and she was not afraid of evil spirit rituals. The body structure of twisted cultists allowed them to swim underwater like octopuses.

  Tesla and Valendo went to the residential area to tell everyone to get ready, women, old people and children hid in shacks, and men searched for weapons to defend their homes.

  clang-clang-clang-

   Observers on the watchtower rang the bronze bell hastily, and the bell echoed over the camp.

   Eerily flooded the streets of the city towards the camp.

  The inhabitants of the Land of Light would never have imagined that one day the Wall of Immortality would actually come in handy.

   This low wooden wall, which lies between the Onyx Lake Camp and Old Belfast, just satisfies the psychological comfort of the residents, has become a real wall to block weirdness and bring a real sense of security.

   Residents, clutching pickaxes, axes, latches, and other handy household items as weapons, gathered around the fence to prepare for the approaching eerie tide.

   But the tide that came with the weird fog stranded in the shoal - the existence of the night of horror throws the degenerate monsters into chaos, leaving only the instinctive consequence of attacking the existence beside them

The    suppressed also includes the strange fog that spreads on the ground. It also ceased to permeate Mount Sugard, gradually retreating into the bay, revealing the monstrous beasts biting each other.

  Carpenters and blacksmiths hurry up to cut firewood, smelt metal to make weapons, and simple wooden and leather armor.

If Horrible Nights were treated equally, their spears would pierce eerie carapaces with ease, pickaxes would pierce their skulls, axes would pierce their flesh, and their claws and teeth would do nothing to armor .

  When the monster is contained to the same level as the human, the human will be able to make full use of this familiar body and defeat the monster of the same physical ability. …

   However, because human weapons have long been eliminated and there is a lack of corresponding molds, the residents can only make more pickaxes and axes, and sew the weird leather that has not been tanned into leather armor—

  The chaos continued in the city, and the number of residents wearing leather armor and weapons increased.

  Some weird residents and believers were also among them. They were taught how to use weapons and how to exert force by human residents. They taught the six-legged monster to stand upright and hold four weapons with four hands.

   "Lu Li, it's time for our men to rush into the battlefield."

   When there were more than 300 inhabitants armed with weapons under the Wall of Immortality, Tesla suddenly said.

   "Why not wait for their cannibalism to end?"

   "We have the advantage of using weapons, but the monsters are familiar with power and will use weapons. And some monster groups may coalesce after the chaotic killing... We have to defeat the monsters when they are still weak and scattered."

  People in Weird Times will not understand this strategy, only Lu Li, Tesla, Hades, and the Swamp Mother who have fought personally understand the purpose of this.

   "Also, we have to watch out for the hidden rules of Fright Nights, such as having to kill a being with your own hands to get rid of the ritual."

   Soon, three hundred human residents, strange residents, and cultists formed the first team, led by Tesla, Lu Li, and the Mother of the Swamp, rushed into Old Belfast, and approached the chaotic battlefield in the lower city along the wide streets.

  The disgusting blood was blown by the sea breeze, the screams and roars of the monsters got closer and closer, and the face of Mohu with the dim moon gradually smiled.

   After a few dozen minutes, they arrived at the mountainside of Mount Sugard, and in front of them were carpets made of flesh and blood, houses built, chaotic killings, licking meat, and screaming and fleeing.

   And behind the Agate Lake camp, the second team has also set off.

   "Remember our purpose, and..."

  Tesla fastened his leather armor until he could hardly breathe, and took a deep breath:

   "Make sure everyone kills a monster."

   Residents in armor stood in the front row, and they advanced like warriors, their strange howls and dull footsteps were accompanied by heavy breathing and converging heartbeats.

   "Maintain the formation and advance, the front row continues to move, and the back row resolves the strange injury."

  Tesla directed the nervous residents to get used to fighting, at least not holding their weapons like butter on their hands, or tripping frequently due to slippery ground and dead bodies.

   However, the formation inevitably disintegrates as it goes deeper, and it can only be maintained without leaving the sight of the companions.

The    melee kicks off, and in this human-versus-weird battle, humans have the upper hand.

  Those hideous, terrifying, weird and weak like... human beings themselves. The inhabitants, armed and armored, are like soldiers slaughtering civilians armed with crude weapons.

  The humans of the weird age don't vomit or cry weakly. After being rusty at first, they gradually mastered **** the weirdness easily and quickly. It's just that they can only stay on one street in numbers and can't go deep until the second team arrives.

  Tesla followed them behind the first team, cleaning up the wounded, dying weirdness while replacing the wounded.

  Blood and mutilated limbs are not only monstrous, but also resident. The doctors who came with the second team could only simply clean up and bandage their wounds, and the seriously injured were continuously sent back to the camp far and wide.

  Alien gods, strange inhabitants, and human inhabitants fight together. And in this **** slaughter, the ones that killed the most were not the Swamp Mother or the Twisted God, nor the strange inhabitants, but Lu Li, the exorcists, the knight squad, and the Swamp Mother's genus.