Double portal: starting from the contract with the ice wolf tribe girl!

Blackstone Forest, Thomas Hampson's farm next to the Hesse River.

The open land along the river bank has very fertile soil.

The large fields cultivated here are also planted with alfalfa and soybeans.

It raises dozens of cows and a dozen forest draft horses that are good at carrying and pulling.

The agricultural and animal husbandry products produced will be sent to Blackstone City, which is more than 20 miles east.

This is a small city adjacent to the Blackstone Forest and provides a transit point for passing adventurers. It is also one of the more prosperous towns along the long border of the Kingdom of Alola. one.

On the other side of the Hessen River, at the foot of the northern hills, there is a small monster cave.

Therefore, Thomas Hampson's farm has also become a resting point for adventurers here to frequently replenish supplies.

With the river as the boundary, wooden walls were erected along the bank, and six simple sentry towers were built to guard against monster attacks.

There are also two simple wooden cabins in the farm for adventurers to rest.

Of course, all this requires payment.

At this time, Thomas Hampson's farm was already brightly lit, with more than a dozen braziers hanging on the walls and corners of the house.

The oil-rich pine wood crackled as it burned, and the air was filled with the choking smell of incomplete combustion.

Just wait for the white sun to set and the blue sun to fall to the west, and the six-hour Warcraft Night will come.

Then there is a moonlit night that lasts for eighteen hours.

Whenever night falls, most adventurers outside will choose to return early.

Because the monsters at this time will become extremely violent and bloodthirsty, they will often take the opportunity to attack the farms and towns near the cave.

As usual, adventurers who come to the farm to stay and rest will consciously assume the responsibility of guarding it.

Until the next day comes.

There are currently about twenty adventurers gathered in the farm.

Among them are strong mountain barbarians, wild boars with amazing endurance, and dwarves who are good at forging weapons.

There are also half-elf rangers carrying longbows and quivers, dog-human swordsmen, ice wolf scouts, as well as human holy light priests and elemental spellcasters wearing blue and white robes.

The various humanoid races prove that this world is by no means a stage for the human race.

However, under the threat of monsters emerging from various places, most intelligent races have chosen to live in harmony.

The frontal battlefield is guarded by the alliance armies of the major kingdoms.

The small and medium-sized burrows that appear scattered around towns and resource points are solved by adventurers from all over the place.

In between are the monster threats and the organized mercenary groups.

In order to deal with monster disasters, the intelligent races of this world have formed a targeted system.

A balanced situation can basically be maintained.

Monsters attack towns/farms at night to rob and kill. Adventurers actively hunt monsters during the day, use magic storage crystals to absorb the magic that escapes after their death, and dig out useful magic materials.

The two parties are hunters and hunters of each other, and their identities often change.

All the adventurers had reached an agreement a few hours ago and were divided into two groups to take turns on duty in a twelve-hour rotation.

On the guard tower next to the wooden wall on the river bank, two slim figures with long bows straddling diagonally and wearing black robes put down the horns in their hands.

Across the Hesen River, which is more than ten meters wide, one can clearly see pairs of vicious eyes emitting scarlet light dormant in the low bushes on the other side of the river.

Further away, in the shadows of the forest, there were even shadows, as if there were giant monsters moving around.

The monsters are coming!

This time they came earlier than usual.

It actually appeared on the shore before the monster night had completely arrived.

Therefore, the rangers as sentinels blew the horns without hesitation.

After the warning, the adventurers who took turns grabbed their weapons and walked out of the hotel.

Thomas Hampson Farm was established ten years ago.

At that time, there were no monster crypts nearby, and life had always been peaceful.

Until three years ago, after the underground cave appeared, adventurers also heard about it.

In order to cope with the attacks of monsters at night, the farmer Colo built fortifications.

There is no shortage of wood around it and it is blocked by the Hesen River, which is more than ten meters wide.

As long as the pontoon is removed before dark, it will be difficult for the monsters to launch an effective attack.

Moreover, in the past three years, the scale of monster attacks has not been large, and the total number has rarely exceeded fifty.

After all, there are usually several groups of adventurers killing monsters near the caves.

After the horn blew, Thomas Hampson himself climbed up to the roof with his 16-year-old son, each carrying an iron crossbow with a waist trigger.

A shooting point was set up there, with not only a chest-high wooden wall bunker, but also a rattan basket ready to be filled with crossbow bolts.

The atmosphere in the farm was not tense, and everyone seemed familiar with the situation.

While everyone was waiting with torches held high, a scout from the Ice Wolf Tribe with silver hair and blue eyes had a particularly solemn look on his face.

One of her hands was on the short blade at her waist, while the other hand was always holding the close-fitting leather bag on her chest, looking worried.

As time passed by, the three moons in the sky bloomed simultaneously at a certain moment.

The largest sun completely disappeared at the end of the world.

The night of monsters has arrived

"Ouch~"

"Roar~…"

"Jie Jie Jie!!!"

A variety of bone-crushing roars came from the other side of the river.

Those were monsters cheering for joy. These guys never knew what fear was.

……

On the other side of the Hessian bank.

The number of monsters hibernating and gathering here has already exceeded the adventurers’ expectations.

Dozens or hundreds of monsters carrying crude weapons were waiting for the order to charge.

In addition to the largest number of goblins who serve as cannon fodder, there are also many powerful monsters mixed in.

Under the three-color moonlight, a seductive figure was flapping its purple wings and hovering in the air a few meters above the ground, and its whole body was still exuding a vague light pink smoke.

Her face was extremely stunning, and her bright red eyes looked like blood.

There are purple secret lines passing over the fair skin, making it even more charming.

The plump mountains and slender waist form a great visual contrast.

The clothes are extremely revealing, with only a small amount of black leather covering the two points and the mysterious area.

It is enough to drive any male creature into complete madness!

If it weren't for the pair of backward-curving threaded horns on her head, which showed her evil temperament, she would be a stunner in the world.

(Actually, it’s even more exciting, having a tool that makes driving easier?!)

All the monsters are vaguely centered on her.

When the night of monsters arrived, she slowly opened her red lips and whispered softly in a cold and cold voice.

"I am the bloodthirsty succubus Lilith, giving you an order!"

"Go, go, my monster army…"

"Take back the demon seed for me and kill the despicable and insidious humans!!!"

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