Human race, but was chased by girls from all races

"Fran Griffin... Hehe, I've heard of your name for a long time."

In mid-air, Dekar sneered and looked at Griffin in front of him.

"Same here, Soul Guard Dekal." Griffin narrowed his eyes and responded unwillingly. In terms of magic power, both of them were silver-level magicians, and they were equally matched; in terms of race, Dekal was a vampire, and Griffin was a god, so there might be some differences between them, but they just had their own strengths and weaknesses, and it was hard to say who was definitely better than the other.

But in general, Dekar is a master of black magic, and can use blood magic unique to the vampires at critical moments. He is not an easy character to deal with. But similarly, Griffin is a potion master. God knows what kind of potions he has hidden in his hands. At critical moments, he can also play a role in changing the situation of the battle. Who is stronger between the two will have to be determined in person.

"Hehe, it seems that Saint Lent City has really reached the point of running out of steam. Even an irregular soldier like you has to take action, tut tut tut tut." Dekar shook his head and said with a wicked smile: "Griffin, I heard that your alchemy skills are very high. We, the demon clan, are in need of such talents. If you are willing to surrender and join us, I believe that the Lord Demon Lord will definitely welcome you and make use of you."

"call out!!"

What responded to Dekar was not Griffin's voice, but an extremely cold ice spike. This ice spike was heading for Dekar's eyes. If he hadn't reacted quickly and turned his head to the side, his left eye would have been pierced into a candied haws. But even so, his face was still cut open, and blood kept oozing out.

Griffin's unreasonable and direct attack obviously annoyed Dekar. He growled angrily, but accidentally revealed the half bloody tooth that was broken by Long Yucheng before.

"Haha, Lord Dekar, where is the other half of your bloody tooth?" Now that he had seen it, Griffin naturally would not miss this good opportunity to ridicule and said sarcastically.

This statement clearly hit Dekar's sore spot, causing him to immediately become furious: "Griffin, today I have finally learned a lesson from your venomous tongue! Watch me tear your mouth to pieces!!"

As soon as the words fell, Dekar quickly rushed towards Griffin, and the sharp blood claws were about to scratch Griffin's face. Griffin's eyes fixed, and he quickly cast the Wind Shadow Technique to dodge, and then immediately followed up with a Wind Escape Technique to further distance himself. When facing dark creatures, the Wind Shadow Technique can be said to be a very useful skill. The Wind Shadow Technique and the Wind Escape Technique have the same purpose, the difference is that the displacement speed of the Wind Shadow Technique is faster and more agile, but the distance is relatively shorter. But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that at the moment of displacement of the Wind Shadow Technique, the caster will escape into the shadow, which can have the effect of being immune to some damage.

The magic that restrains the Wind Shadow Technique is the Light Magic. In the face of powerful Light Magic, the shadow effect of the Wind Shadow Technique will be ineffective, and the displacement speed will also be slowed down. Unfortunately, dark creatures and black magicians are absolutely unable to use Light Magic.

After dodging Dekar's attack, Griffin immediately launched a counterattack. A powerful wave of light shot out from his palm and hit Dekar. A long time ago, the ancestors of the blood clan, the vampire clan, were also a kind of dark creature. They were very afraid of light, even sunlight. Later, after evolution, they were finally not afraid of sunlight, but they were still very afraid of light and holy magic.

Griffin knew this very well, so he decisively used light magic to fight Dekar.

"Tsk, damn it!" Dekar gritted his teeth and quickly dodged the wave. He didn't even dare to resist and could only dodge.

In this way, the two of them fought back and forth, and a fierce battle broke out in the sky.

At the same time, Nelvi brought the injured Long Yucheng and Long Xinyue to the nearest medical station. Miss Ovelina, the school doctor of Saint Len College, was the person in charge of this medical station. After all, there was a war going on and many wounded soldiers needed timely treatment. However, it was definitely not enough to rely on the doctors of the garrison army alone, so many doctors from the rescue stations in Saint Lente City spontaneously came out to form a medical station to provide the injured soldiers with the best help they could and contribute to this war to the best of their ability.

"Professor Nelvy!"

Ovelina saw Nervi from a distance and waved to her.

"Miss Ovilina, I leave these two to you." Nelvi brought Long Yucheng and Long Xinyue to Ovilina, and then said to them, "Miss Ovilina is the school doctor of our school. Please trust her medical skills."

"This is the successor young city lord of Longgu City and his sister. They just fought with the demon Dekar and suffered considerable injuries."

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Ovelina nodded and motioned for the two to find a place to sit down.

The area around the medical point was not peaceful either, with monster soldiers coming to harass from time to time, but fortunately there were other militiamen and several senior students from Saint Lun College guarding it.

"Professor Nervy!" Several students also noticed Nervy and hurriedly greeted her.

"Well, I'm glad to see you stand up bravely. But this is a war, not a joke. Don't let your guard down and don't be distracted, understand? Protect our school doctor." Nelvy nodded to several students and smiled.

"Yes, I will complete the task, Professor!"

"Don't worry, professor. These monsters aren't that powerful. I can beat ten of them by myself! Hahaha!"

"..."

Before leaving, Nelvy gave a few final instructions and then returned the same way to ask Griffin for help.

……

On the other side, the battle between Korodor and Chelist was also going on fiercely. Similarly, both of them were also silver-level magicians, and one was from the blood clan and the other from the god clan. However, their identities were reversed. Korodor, who belonged to the righteous, was a blood clan, while Chelist, who belonged to the demon clan, was from the god clan - of course, he had long since stopped taking his god clan identity seriously.

The battle between the two was very fierce, but Corodor had the upper hand overall. On the one hand, Corodor was a practical teacher and had rich combat experience; on the other hand, Cherister had been imprisoned in the prison for several years, and his strength had declined. In addition, he was more scheming and scheming before, and combat was not his strong point. With these factors added up, he was naturally no match for Corodor.

After fighting for a while, Chelister began to consider running away. He knew that if he continued to drag it out like this, he would be defeated sooner or later, and it was not a long-term solution. After making up his mind, Chelister deliberately used a trick. He shouted and accumulated a very powerful black magic.

"Try this!" Chelist laughed, and then threw a dark ball of terrifying energy at Dekar. The power of this move was very great, but the flying speed of the spell was very slow and very easy to dodge.

Out of caution, Korodor avoided the attack from Chelister and carefully watched whether the opponent had any tricks. But the opponent did not have any tricks, and after throwing this trick, he turned around and ran away!

"Don't even think about running!" Seeing this, Corodor hurriedly chased after him, but Celister was really good at running. He deliberately didn't fly directly, but turned into the street below, and used the complexity of the block to deal with Corodor, and soon got rid of Corodor.

"Damn it!" Seeing that Chalister had escaped like this, Korodor could only clench his fists with a gloomy face, and then rushed to the next place without stopping. After all, the whole city was now deeply mired in the quagmire of war, and there were many places that needed him. He couldn't waste time playing hide-and-seek with Chalister here.

"Huh, he finally left. I haven't heard of this guy called Corodor before, how come he is so powerful! I almost capsized in the ditch!" After seeing Corodor go away, Chelist, who was hiding in the dark, finally breathed a sigh of relief. In the previous battle, he had already used all his strength, but the opponent seemed to be very comfortable, and he kept pressing and pressing. If he hadn't escaped decisively, he might have been killed by now.

"As expected, I can only bully the weak." Chelist laughed at himself: "But, bullying the weak is so fun, why do I have to go to the strong to suffer and be beaten?"

Chelister smiled wickedly, preparing to look for those weak and lonely ones to suppress, but he heard a horn sound coming from afar. This was not the sound of a charge, but a signal to retreat!

"Huh? What's going on? Why did the lord suddenly order a retreat?" After hearing the call, although Chelist was puzzled, he had to obey the order and flew towards the city gate.

On the other side, Dekar, who was in the middle of a fierce battle with Griffin, naturally heard the call to retreat. The two men stopped their actions at the same time. Dekar looked behind him and gritted his teeth: "Damn it... What does it mean to order a retreat at this time!"

After mumbling a few words, Dekar didn't hesitate any longer and turned around and left. Griffin didn't chase after Dekar as he fled into the distance. Instead, he looked in the direction of the city gate and narrowed his eyes.

He looked down and found that the demon army was retreating. A demon raised a knife and was about to kill a woman, but when he heard the retreat horn, he immediately put away the knife and left.

Seeing the aggressive enemy suddenly retreat, everyone who was fighting fiercely was full of doubts.

The demons... retreated?