Immediately, more guardians joined the battle. Without hesitation, they trampled over the Little Inferior Demon, each step filled with determination and anger. After the third person trampled it, the Little Inferior Demon's moans grew so faint they were almost inaudible.

The Fiery Demon witnessed all of this, a cold glint flashing in its eyes. The human rebellion was expected, but in its eyes, this was merely the death throes of its prey. As long as it utterly crushed those who dared to resist, the Shelter's will to fight would crumble.

Three brave Shelter guardians charged through the defensive line set by the Little Inferior Demons without hesitation. At the same time, a number of civilians also joined the counterattack. They raised pitchforks, sickles, and hoes—farming tools that had now become weapons in their hands.

The humans roared, waving their makeshift weapons as they charged headlong at the Little Inferior Demons. The number of demons was far less than that of the humans. This sudden counterattack caught them off guard, plunging them into chaos.

The tall Shelter guardian let out a deafening roar, "Demon, die!"

He raised a heavy shield with both hands, charging straight at the Fiery Demon. The shield looked like a makeshift piece torn from an iron-plated door, yet it was wide enough to almost completely cover the burly man's powerful frame.

The other two guardians moved swiftly into action. They flanked the demon from both sides, equipped with sharp axes and resilient Leather Armor. Their movements were agile and quick, marking them as the elite of the elite within the Shelter.

Facing the fierce assault from the three guardians, the Fiery Demon revealed a cruel smile. It raised the fireball in its hand, preparing to hurl it at the tall, shield-bearing guardian.

At that moment, a pleasing vision surfaced in the Fiery Demon's mind of fire and magma. Searing flames would invade the tall guardian's body, causing fire to spew from his mouth and nose. The man, charging like a maddened bull, would stagger and fall. His body would be reduced to an unrecognizable charred mass in a gruesome death.

However, its fantasy did not become reality. At that critical juncture, Fang Zhou led his Skeleton Army out of the Thick Fog Jungle.

Upon reaching his Casting Range, Fang Zhou decisively raised the Undead Magic Ball in his hand. Instantly, an indestructible Skeleton Shield materialized before the tall guardian, firmly blocking the devouring flames.

A thunderous crash resounded. The fireball struck the guardian's shield, which shattered like paper on impact, but the Skeleton Shield behind it stood firm. Flames rolled across the shield's surface with a hiss, unable to penetrate the magical barrier.

The Fiery Demon's prized Fireball Skill was utterly useless against Fang Zhou's Skeleton Shield, which had been enhanced to its absolute limit. The fireball left only a fleeting dark scorch mark on the shield's surface. A few weak sparks flickered against the mark before vanishing without a trace.

For the Fiery Demon, this scene was an unprecedented blow. Its bloodthirsty cackling came to an abrupt halt.

In that momentary pause, even the loyal Little Inferior Demons surrounding the Fiery Demon were staggered by the aftershock of the fireball's explosion. They were forced to a halt, creating a precious opening for Fang Zhou's counterattack.

Suddenly, the sharp whistle of something slicing through the air sounded—the Bone Spear. Relying on its keen senses, the Fiery Demon instantly recognized the approaching danger. A glint of alarm flashed in its blood-red eyes as it whipped its head around, trying to catch sight of the rapidly approaching shadow.

But it all happened too fast. Even the Fiery Demon couldn't react in time.

A human Mage? How is this possible?

Its heart filled with disbelief. It tried to block the fatal strike with its hands, but having just cast its Fireball Skill, its Magic Power had not yet fully recovered. It was impossible to gather enough strength to defend itself.

The Bone Spear was impossibly fast, a black bolt of lightning streaking through the night. It shot straight toward the Fiery Demon with ferocious momentum. Illuminated by the lingering firelight, its silhouette was unnervingly clear. The sharp tip carved a breathtaking, yet deadly, crescent through the air.

The instant the Bone Spear shot past the Fiery Demon, there was a muffled, wet tearing sound, followed by a spray of blood. The spear's edge had sliced through the Fiery Demon's neck, nearly severing it. Black blood, carrying the thick stench of sulfur, gushed out in a dark column.

Such an injury would be fatal to any creature, and a powerful being from the Abyss was no exception. The Fiery Demon's body began to tremble violently. The red-and-black Demon Patterns on its skin started to glow faintly, as if in a final, desperate struggle.

A wave of searing pain shot from the wound. The Fiery Demon's body stiffened for a moment before exploding into a shower of blood in midair. Mixed with Hellfire, the black blood rained down, hissing and sizzling as it hit the ground. It was so corrosive that it surpassed the strongest acids.

High above in the Shelter, the Punishment Ranger, Li Guang, skillfully used the shadows to conceal his figure.

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