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After less than a few minutes of fighting, he has gradually discovered that this 'Fran's Undead Squad' seems to be somewhat different from what he imagined.

Although the "physical fitness" is generally good, and they can use advanced combat skills, but the combat experience seems to be not much better than that of beginners.

Now even after fighting for a short while, they all failed, and they didn't have the legendary 'undead' feature.

The actual combat effectiveness may be worse than some of his Guards soldiers.

"Get out of here——!" Suddenly, the soldier who saw a certain scene in front of him was shocked and shouted in cold sweat.

"Ahhh!!!" The girl screamed in fear, but she couldn't escape the huge palm, and she was caught in the palm of the hand by the sheep-headed demon.

"Heart...where is it!"

"I... woo woo..." The girl cried out in fright, wearing the clothes of the undead team.

As a rare member of the female undead team, the expressions of the remaining undead team young masters suddenly changed when they saw it.

"Bastard!!! Let her go!" The heir of the only one of the dukes suddenly used his family's sword technique, 'Hua Zhe Quadruple Strike'.

Originally, it was a sword skill that pursued high-speed attacks using a light rapier.

Although it is the top level of swordsmanship, but because the weapon he uses is the 'Fran Great Sword', he can't fully display the original dexterity of swordsmanship at this time.

When the great sword struck the sheep-headed demon's arm, it broke with a bang.

The heir to the duke was also stunned when he saw the glaring white mark on the arm of the sheep-headed demon. "how come--!?"

"Stupid! Come back quickly!! Master Hanste!" A certain sergeant who came from the Second Fortress shouted anxiously.

From the unique swordsmanship just now, he has already recognized the identity of the young master of the 'Undead Squad'.

"Hanster? The sole heir of Duke Hanazuri!?" The warrior commander's expression finally changed drastically.

'Is this person the Duke's son? !Aren't other people too! '

Peng! !Fran's great sword was snapped by a stick, and the Duke's heir, Hansted, was also knocked into the air.

When you see this scene in front of you——

'fake!These French undead teams are all fake. 'The warrior commander finally came to his senses.

"Why those who were injured and fainted in the battle, couldn't continue to fight, couldn't stand up after a while like described in 'Dark Soul'..."

He finally knew the answer.

Because these guys are not 'undead' at all, but the heirs of the great nobles? !

"Flower... flower folding sword technique!"

"The one just now was Hanazuri Swordsmanship...is it really the heir of Duke Hanazuri?! Ah! Doesn't that mean that the Falan Undead Team is all fake?"

"There is no Falan undead team at all."

"What to do! We can't beat this demon at all. He is too powerful!"

The Frank Undead Team was a fake, and this matter was finally exposed in full view without being able to hide it.

The main force that could fight against the 'Abyss' turned out to be a fake.

Shocked and disappointed, such emotions could not be concealed on the faces of the soldiers.

The will to fight was depressed, and even the courage to hold the sword began to disappear.

Because of the loss of the spiritual pillar of the 'Fran's Undead Squad', the warriors' fear of demons came back to their minds.

At first, they also began to notice whether the 'undead team' was unexpectedly weak. The soldiers who had doubts finally verified their thoughts.

The soldiers who were still able to entangle with the sheep-headed demon in a lively manner were beaten back and forth for a while.

The sheep-headed demon grabbed the girl, and instead of directly crushing it to death, he slowly increased his strength, causing the girl's bones to break and scream, and saliva flowed from her mouth.

For a moment, everyone retreated one after another, away from the devil...

They held up their shields in fear, not daring to approach.

And the girl finally lost her voice in the growing pain. Seeing this scene, Starklin's eyes were red and wide, covered with bloodshot eyes.

"Save her, who can save her?! I beg you! Help us." Starklin originally wanted to take the plate armor soldiers to rescue people, but suddenly found that no one dared to follow him They didn't want to risk their lives just for a little hire money.

Starklin could only beg them pitifully and loudly.

But the people were terrified by the demon.

Even the advanced sword skills used by the Duke's heirs can only leave a white mark. How can they fight against such a demon with such a strong physical defense with such ordinary weapons in their hands.

"Stop kidding! Wearing the clothes of the undead team to fool people is fine! Aren't you the ones who caused trouble for everyone in the end? You bastard nobles, why don't you hurry up and die! Maybe the devil wants your heart!" A soldier shouted in fear.

In panic, he has lost his basic sanity.

The fear of the devil and Starklin's pleading seemed to stimulate him, making him say such disgusting words.

He even forgot to be in awe of Starklin's noble status, and now he just wants to shirk responsibility and ease the fear in his heart.

"You cumbersomes, why don't you just die!" the soldier shouted again.

The soldier leader on one side looked at the soldier angrily, just about to reprimand the soldier.

Peng! !Starklin suddenly knelt down.