At the beginning of the battle circle, Charles had already imagined all kinds of possible encounters.

He never dared to ignore the cunning of wizards.

Unfortunately, what happened at the scene was still beyond the limits of his imagination.

He...... It was attacked by Musel!

Musel's eyes were wide open, his eyes were scattered, blood and tears were flowing from the corners of his eyes, and his mouth couldn't help but make a strange sound of "ho-ho". And his hands exuded a strong energy light, which had sunk deep into Charles's waist, and some inexplicable things were constantly injected into it.

Charles endured the severe pain, pressed his left hand against Musel's chest, and the glow of energy began to gather rapidly. As long as he spits lightly with his strength, he can definitely easily shake away Musel's entanglement.

But looking at Musel's familiar face and feeling the faint heartbeat under the palm of his hand, Charles's condensed strength was difficult to arouse.

This is an old comrade-in-arms who has known each other for more than 40 years!

Although his mind has been bewitched by evil sorcerers and has become a pawn who aids the abuse, the flame of his life has not yet been extinguished. If one of his own energy bursts away from him, with the weakness of the other party's body, I am afraid that the last remaining flame of life will be snuffed out by his own hands.

Thinking of this, Charles couldn't help but burst into tears, and the palms on his old friend's chest trembled a little!

Mussell was probably defeated and captured just now, and the scene of being besieged by the wizards just now was a pre-rehearsed "play". It's all just to lure yourself in!

It was only at this moment that Charles saw it clearly.

His old friend Musel's feet had been pierced by a canopy of wooden thorns, firmly imprisoned in place, and seven or eight strange transparent silk threads pierced through the ground and pierced all over his body. This may be the culprit of his out-of-control behavior!

And with Musel's hands piercing into his body as a bridge, streams of inexplicable things are constantly entering his body. Some of them are tiny living creatures, frantically gnawing on their own flesh and internal organs, and some are inexplicably cursed auras, constantly exploding in their bodies, making their spiritual consciousness and physique in rapid decay.

In addition, the evil wizards around the battlefield were not polite at all, and one after another powerful witchcraft rained down on them, not caring if they would accidentally injure Musel, his "own person".

In the slightest hesitation of Charles, the raindrops of witchcraft had overwhelmed him and Mussell.

The ferocious elemental blasts and frenzied elemental waves that erupted in every inch had turned this place into a living purgatory. With such a strong elemental erosion, even a Tier 2 Radiant Knight would be unbearable!

So with a roar of pain that shook the forest, Knight Charles rushed out of the energy storm like a mad tiger, his left hand still clutching Mussell's stump.

Yes, after the round of fierce attacks just now, the glorious knight Musel, who was already dying, finally came to the end of his life and stopped his heartbeat. And his body, which had lost energy protection, was even more riddled by the violent elemental wave, and he was not human.

Not to mention Musel, it is Charles Knight, and his image at this moment is also extremely miserable!

His left eye had been blown blind, and blood was gushing out of the huge blood hole. His body looked more like he had just been plucked out of a meat grinder, crisscrossed with horrific scars that crisscrossed and reached deep to the bone.

And as soon as he rushed out of the energy vortex, he let go of the rune sword and plunged his right hand into the flesh and blood around his waist. With a muffled "bang", a small burst of energy occurred in his body, and purple-black blood and broken flesh splattered everywhere.

When Charles's bloody hand was withdrawn from the bloody hole in his waist, he was grasping a strange beetle that was constantly screaming and struggling between his five fingers.

Although the strange beetle was briefly stunned by Charles's burst of energy, as soon as it left his body, it became active again, raising its head and hissing, and frantically gnawing at Charles's palm.

Charles let out a loud cry, and with a strong combination of five fingers, the weird beetle finally couldn't withstand the power of the second-order knight and exploded, and was instantly pinched and exploded into a ball of blood sauce.

And with the death of the strange beetle, the muffled snort of the evil insect Ntik suddenly came from the jungle in the distance.

Obviously, the death of this scavenging beetle larvae also brought him a lot of backlash.

The explosion of power just now obviously made Charles's battered body unbearable. The flesh and blood of his two ribs were almost blown away by the energy that burst in his body just now, and after shaking twice at this moment, he finally squatted down and knelt down.

The trauma to the body and the curse that entangled in the body became the last straw that broke the camel's back. The backlash caused by the massive invocation of rune energy just now, coupled with the squeezing of his body's potential for a day and a night, made him finally unable to suppress the injuries in his body anymore.

Squatting on the spot, the world in front of him was constantly spinning and shaking, and the sharp pain in his body frequently hit his heart, and his consciousness gradually blurred after the impact.

"You wicked ...... Witch...... ......" Charles's broken lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to scold the enemy with the last bit of strength, but unfortunately his broken body no longer allowed him to continue.

Charles tilted his head and passed out.

I have to say that the body of the second-order Radiant Knight, which has been immersed in rune energy for a long time, is indeed stronger than the human realm! The body has been broken and inhuman, and there is not much flesh and blood left between the chest and abdomen, and most of the internal organs have been turned into blood sauce...... But under such a horrific injury, he still did not die.

The power of the Tier 2 Radiant Knight can also be seen from this!

However, the injuries were so severe that even if the wizards stopped attacking, his broken body had lost the ability to repair itself, and sooner or later he would come to the end of his life.

A large number of wizards gathered around Charles, and after checking on his condition, they couldn't help but have a heated discussion.

At this point in the war, the capture of the two glorious knights has made everyone extremely satisfied, especially one of the knight leaders, who is a strange figure. And at this time, the front line sent back a message, and the demon hunter knights in the camp at the edge of the forest had already moved out in a big way, and they were rapidly approaching.

Therefore, the wizards who had fought hard all night couldn't help but have the idea of retreating.

This day and night of hard fighting caused the demon hunters to suffer heavy losses, and more than 2/3 of their troops were lost, but the wizard's side was not easy either. The army of witchcraft that had been painstakingly assembled before was almost exhausted, and even the wizard had lost one, if it weren't for the recovery of a group of elite ghouls and the capture of two glorious knights, this battle could almost be said to have lost a lot of money!

Therefore, suddenly seeing a large number of elite demon hunters pouring into the forest, the wizards could only command the remnants of the witch beast army to retreat.

Near a col 20 miles deep into the forest, a surge of reinforcements and remnants converged!

When Winsor drove the pony into the jungle, he was immediately shocked by the tragic scene in front of him.

Once upon a time, the majestic and mighty Demon Hunter Knight was the greatest pride of the world.

Whenever there is news that the evil ones are wreaking havoc, these proud demon hunters will cross the pony and rush for thousands of miles to fight bravely. Everywhere they went, it could be said that treachery and evil were abandoned, and darkness was gone! It was precisely because of their generosity, enterprising attitude, and enthusiasm that the whole plane presented a scene of prosperity and prosperity.

Even the two rare evil wars in history are more about the glorious deeds of the demon hunters who fought bravely to be the first and killed the evil spirits. Those evil ones may be able to wreak havoc for a while, but once the proud and noble demon hunters find them, they will vanish like chickens and dogs in an instant, and the world will be clear again.

But the scene I saw today made Winsor deeply shocked in his heart.

In the dim jungle, the demon hunters who had discarded their armor staggered, and their bodies and faces were still covered with the marks of the terrible witch beasts that had gnawed and bitten. Their eyes were empty and numb, and they hugged each other, and even when they saw the arrival of reinforcements, there was no surprise, surprise, or anything like that on their faces.

If it weren't for the fact that their chests were still heaving slightly, Winthor would have thought he was seeing a clay statue carved out of a mass of mud mixed with blood.

Finally, a familiar face stained with mud and blood appeared in front of Winsor, and he couldn't help but stop holding the pony.

"Jose, how did you get attacked, how did you lose so much in just one day? What about Charles?......"

A barrage of inquiries slammed it over, only to be met with a faint reaction from the Radiant Knight named Jose.

"It's gone...... It's all gone......" Jose muttered, "they're all gone......"

Hearing his hoarse and mournful wail, the sound of weeping was finally heard from the remnants of the jungle, who were mentally exhausted to the point of numbness, and it quickly spread.

A wave of grief, indignation, heartache and even deep sadness rose in the jungle, making all the reinforcements cry for it!

It's miserable!

A day ago, there were nearly a thousand demon hunter knights who stepped into the jungle in an impassioned manner! But now, all over the mountain col, even the Radiant Knight and the Spell-Breaking Knight were included, and there were only 172 people.

Moreover, these knights who escaped alive were scarred and physically and mentally exhausted, and their whole mood and spirit had fallen to the bottom. Winsol could no longer see the pride and glory of being a Demon Hunter Knight even in them!

Not to mention the ordinary demon hunter knights, even those powerful glorious knights, all of them have withered faces and haggard expressions at this moment, and the injuries in their bodies and outside their bodies are so serious that they make people palpitate!

Winsor looked into the dark jungle in the distance, and with his powerful war instincts, he could sense the presence of the enemy! If he had gone in the past, he would have led his men into the darkness to kill and rekindle the blood of his companions with the blood of the enemy.

But at this moment, the dark jungle had become more terrifying than ever! even he, a second-order radiant knight, couldn't help but become a little afraid.

Perhaps, waiting for new reinforcements to arrive before conducting a massive search would be the right thing to do?

He thought silently.

For the first time, Winsor lost his courage.