Run A Medical Clinic In The Abyssal World

Chapter 133: The Magician Lying in Front of the Medical Clinic

[Searchlight: @Miracle, how are things on your end? Do you need any help?]

The sudden concern caught diver Charlotte off guard. After a moment of thought, he replied:

[Miracle: I'm temporarily safe, but my abilities are too weak. I can only find a place to hide and protect myself.]

[Merchant: Hiding is the right thing to do. We can't handle situations like battling monsters like the Night's Watch and the Judicators. Survive tonight, and tomorrow will be a new day.]

Charlotte felt that the merchant's words resonated with him, but it wasn't appropriate to agree in the group chat.

The black stone trembled.

Charlotte exited the group chat interface, and Searchlight sent him a private message:

[Searchlight: The Shepherd is currently in Calva, which is close to you. If you encounter any danger, you can ask him for help. He's a good person and can be trusted.]

He was somewhat surprised at Searchlight's concern for him. After all, they weren't very familiar, just internet friends who exchanged a few words occasionally.

[Miracle: You seem to be familiar with all of them?]

[Searchlight: Although the Crimson Moon organization doesn't require information sharing, there is no mandatory rule that members can't contact each other. As long as you stay with them for a while, you naturally become familiar.]

[Miracle: All right, thanks for the reminder.]

Charlotte pondered, and his gratitude was genuine.

It seemed that he needed to change his approach. Each expert in the group had their strengths, and if he had the opportunity, he should try to get close to them.

Just like how he got some martial arts techniques by cozying up to the recluse, it was a treasure that he couldn't get anywhere else.

[Searchlight: Stay alive. All we can do is try to minimize the Crimson Moon's damage to this world. What you need to do is eliminate the Crimson Moon's influence on this world.]

Charlotte:...

The sudden expectations from the expert were overwhelming.

He was just a small veterinarian who had been practicing for two and a half years, and he only knew a few medical techniques. How could he be expected to save the world?

He couldn't do it.

[Miracle: I'll do it.]

A man could be weak, but others shouldn't know that he was weak.

He was planning to get to know the Shepherd and at least secure some safety for herself during his time in Calva.

Bang!

An explosion echoed outside, breaking the silence of Baka Street.

"They're here?!"

Charlotte was startled. He put away the black stone and went to the window to look outside.

The fog tonight seemed lighter than usual, and the red moonlight spilled onto the streets, allowing him to see further.

Three huge black shadows crashed into a shop, causing chaos.

When they came out, they were still biting on a leg. They chewed a few times and swallowed it.

They were monstrous creatures with two heads on each body, standing over two meters tall and about four meters long.

Because the distance was too far, he couldn't see clearly. He could only vaguely make out their thick and long necks, sturdy front legs, and shorter and weaker hind legs. Their shoulders were higher than their hips, making them look uncoordinated, but their red eyes were like lanterns shining in the darkness, bloodthirsty.

Two Fox Guards were trying to stop their advance.

The previous explosion was caused by the fireball magic of one of the Fox Guard mages.

The Third Order fireball only burned a patch of the monster's skin, causing no substantial damage.

But it successfully enraged the three monsters, who formed a triangular formation and started to attack the two Fox Guards.

"You release the signal flare and retreat to the bank. They have protective shields there. I'll hold them back. We can't handle Fourth Order monsters." Ian, the middle-aged Fox Guard, clenched the long knife in his hand and said calmly.

These three monsters were Fourth Order monsters, and it seemed like they would hunt together. Just the two of them couldn't handle them.

If they were allowed to rampage on Baka Street, they could devour the entire street and destroy everything.

He had to stay, delaying as much time as possible until the captain and his team arrived. Once they arrived, those three ugly creatures wouldn't be a problem.

However, he had only recently reached the fourth rank, and as a mediocre swordsman, he had no confidence in facing three fourth-rank monsters.

Menier was still young, a talented magician, but unfortunately not powerful enough to stay and survive.

The young magician, Menier, took out a signal flare from his pocket, slapped it, and a golden light shot up into the sky, exploding and forming a golden protective emblem.

"I'll use a firewall to hold them off. Let's retreat together!"

Menier pointed his magic wand, and chanted a spell, and a three-meter-high firewall rose in front of the three monsters.

But the rising firewall didn't make the enraged monsters retreat; instead, it infuriated them even more.

Roar!

Ignoring the firewall completely, the three massive creatures charged toward them, heading straight for the two of them.

Menier's relaxed expression instantly froze as he watched the double-headed terror beast pounce toward him. His legs felt rooted to the ground, and he couldn't move an inch.

"Run!"

Ian shoulder-checked it, drew his longsword from his waist, and swiftly slashed upwards, opening a bloody gash on the monster's neck. But in return, the monster turned its head and bit off a chunk of flesh from Ian's shoulder, leaving a messy bloodied mess.

The other two monsters also lunged forward, their six heads tearing and biting at Ian ferociously.

Ian's longsword danced, barely protecting his body, but his escape route was cut off, leaving him with no way to retreat.

Menier was sent flying several meters, rolling on the ground. Fortunately, his protective charm activated in time, and he got up, covered in dirt. He couldn't see Ian, as he was already surrounded by the three monsters.

Tears welled up in Menier's eyes as he pulled out several fireball spells he made himself and unleashed them directly at the nearest monster.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several explosions occurred, causing several bloody holes to appear on the monster's back. But it turned its head and fixed its gaze on Menier.

"Run! Don't worry about me! Take care of Carly!"

Ian exerted his strength and beheaded one of the monsters with a swing of his sword.

But another monster bit his left hand, ripped it off, and chewed it, swallowing it whole.

"Hold on, Ian!" Menier turned and started running towards the center of Baka Street, towards the bank.

There was a fourth-rank magic barrier there, and as long as they could enter the bank, they could hold on until the captain and his team arrived.

But Ian... he couldn't bear to think about it, and he couldn't bring himself to look back.

If it weren't for him, Ian would have escaped. It was all his fault that he, this useless guy, had caused Ian's death.

The angered monster that Menier provoked started accelerating, chasing after him.

Although Ian had lost an arm, he fought even more bravely, holding back the two monsters, preventing them from splitting up and chasing after Menier.

Charlotte watched this scene and instinctively tightened his fist.

The magician was running too slowly, much slower than the monsters behind him. The distance between them was closing rapidly, at this rate, he would never make it to the bank, not even to the doorstep of his clinic.

And now, he finally saw the appearance of the relentless pursuing monster clearly: a hideous and two-headed African hyena!

But this hyena was enormous, with two heads that were extremely grotesque and terrifying. Its brown mane stood upright like steel thorns, with an odd running posture, but its speed was incredibly fast, and its strong front legs exuded a powerful force.

Moreover, this was a three-headed fourth-rank hyena.

Charlotte subconsciously took a step back and felt a wave of fear instinctively.

This feeling was even stronger than when he faced the Wolverine that day.

The Wolverine, although wild, still fell into the category of a beast, but in the blood-red eyes of this hyena, he couldn't see any emotions, only brutality, bloodlust, and a hint of eerie madness. It seemed that the longer one stared at it, the more one would become insane.

Bang!

The hyena leaped high into the air and bit at Menier's waist.

Three protective rune shields appeared on his body, withstanding the terrifying biting force of the hyena, but they couldn't lessen the impact of the hyena's charge.

Menier's body, like a kite with a broken string, was sent flying for several dozen meters, sliding on the ground before coming to a stop about ten meters in front of the clinic.

He struggled to turn over, his face and body covered in blood.

Coughing twice, he looked at the hyena charging towards him with despair in his eyes.