Night Ranger

Northeast Feinan.

The dark shadows from the lower planes couldn’t resist trying to get a share of the action.

At the Night Walker Headquarters.

"The Molten Clan has gone crazy... There has never been such an exaggerated attack in the past millennium, especially since Leader killed the Molten Lord."

A pale, slender female Night Walker reported, "Our people can’t keep going. Most of the Rangers and mercenaries are already preparing to retreat. The Blue Mountain’s Dwarves are also getting ready to flee."

"We can’t keep defending the stronghold."

In the cabin, three of the Night Walkers Organization’s Legends were present.

Constantine and O’Brien had serious expressions.

When they left the Supreme Jungle and went to help the North, they never thought that things would reach this stage.

This place was the Night Walkers’ northern headquarters, the Dark Forest Stronghold.

Few people in Feinan knew about this place.

This was the only land in Feinan known to border the Nine Hells.

The plane extended toward that place, and its space was gradually distorting downward.

And there was a solid node that linked these two completely unfamiliar territories. If not for the Universe Magic Pool’s faint protection, repelling the powerhouses of hell from approaching, it might have already fallen to the Devils.

But now, Dark Forest Stronghold was facing its harshest ordeal.

In the past week, all the fortress’ defenders came out and struck back against the forces of the Molten Clan.

But they failed.

They suffered a disastrous defeat after falling into the Devils’ ambush.

Despite O’Brien having tyrannical strength, which let him cut a bloody path out of the ambush to let the survivors return to the stronghold, the stronghold was still on the verge of falling.

It had to be known that the Dark Forest Stronghold was occupied by the locals. The main fighting force consisted of some Rangers of the North and various recruited mercenaries, while the Blue Mountain Dwarves that had been living here for many generations also contributed notable numbers.

But under the frightening attacks of the Molten Clan, these forces were almost wiped out.

If the Universe Magic Pool was still intact as usual, they would have had the option of recruiting help from the nearby city-states to replenish their military strength.

After all, the Night Walkers had accumulated shocking amounts of wealth across the generations.

But this time, the North was in a mess due to Chaos Magic Power. The inhabitants had already fallen into an unprecedentedly weak state.

And because of the disappearance of the Planar Barrier, more powerful Greater Devils began to appear as reinforcements for Hell’s side.

In that previous battle, three Greater Devils, with strength comparable to that of some Gods, had appeared together and jointly caused the defenders’ defeat.

Despite O’Brien being extremely courageous, he was still outnumbered.

The most frightening thing was that these three Greater Devils were well known for attacking Feinan in the past.

In this world, only one person could order these three to join hands.

And that was the Nine Hells’ Molten Archdevil!

The Molten Archdevil seemed to have taken advantage of the unstable state of the Dark Forest Stronghold to make his move!

Thus, the three Night Walkers had very wearied expressions.

If the Molten Archdevil really acted, no one there would be able to stop him!

...

"Hell has already begun putting their plans into motion."

O’Brien coughed and furrowed his brows. "I heard that the Supreme Jungle suffered an invasion from the Scorched Hell. Diross and the Molten Archdevil actually attacked Feinan at the same time. This is really strange."

"The Abyss, which always used to keep Hell in check, is being strangely silent. There is no news of any Demon Lord making a move on Hell. And that group of Gods is in battle with the Astral Beast... We can’t hope for the Beasts or the Evil Spirits to keep Hell in check for us."

"Only we are left."

These words made the other two sink into a somber silence.

O’Brien smiled as he concluded, "You go."

"I was born here, I shall be buried here."

"But the Night Walkers’ fire can’t stop burning."

Constantine and that woman firmly shook their heads.

O’Brien firmly stated, "I am the Night Walkers’ Leader, you can’t disobey my command."

"Sophie, Constantine. As the current Leader of the Night Walkers, I order you to lead our remaining brothers and sisters in retreat."

"Go to White River Valley, Marvin will need your help."

After saying this, he thought for a bit before handing a box to Constantine and adding, "Give this to Marvin, I believe he will understand what I mean."

Constantine was stunned. "Are you sure?"

Sophie strongly argued, "How could you directly hand the [Eternal Night Paradise] to a child?"

"Could it be that you really want to pass the leadership of the Night Walkers onto him?"

O’Brien’s expression became very cold. "You have no right to question my decision."

"You only need to carry out my command!"

Sophie angrily stomped her feet, unable to stop her tears from flowing out.

She looked at O’Brien’s face with a complicated expression.

Constantine clenched his teeth as he put the box away.

"Quick! Go south!"

"He came!"

O’Brien’s expression suddenly changed.

Frightening black flames descended from the sky and started to collapse the city walls. Everyone started running for their lives!

In that distant reddish-black hole, countless Devil charged their way out.

A cold voice made its way over: "Kill!"

"Boom!"

The Dark Forest Stronghold’s city walls instantly collapsed.

Countless souls were directly sucked away, and a black hole even formed in mid-air.

Standing in the ruins, three Night Walkers looked bitterly at the sky.

O’Brien flew forward, killing his way through the Devil Army rushing out of that hole!

Sophie let out some bitter sobs. She wanted to join O’Brien, but she was pulled back by Constantine.

"We have to go," Constantine said resolutely.

The two began retreating.

But even so, they still couldn’t help looking back.

The last thing they saw was the scene of that shadow pouncing on those Devils like a fierce tiger on its prey.

Just like the first time they saw him, he turned into a sharp spear that seemed to be able to pierce through everything, leaving corpses in its wake!

This most likely wasn’t the most resourceful Leader in the history of the Night Walkers.

But this was the bravest one.

The flames consumed the stronghold.

No one could stop Hell’s steady advance.

Constantine and Sophie took the rest of the Night Walkers and mercenaries to retreat. But at the same time, a black shadow appeared on the hill in front of them.

That person looked like a black flame.