Chapter 1001: Strong Rotting Blood Rain

The witch is coming!

It was definitely those witch remnants who were playing tricks behind their backs, otherwise it would be impossible to damage the paladins in the slightest with the strength of the swamp creatures here......

The seven golden knights who led the team instantly figured out everything behind it, and drew their long swords one after another and began to bless a wide range of holy light protection. Brilliant and divine light shone from the head of the team to the end of the team, and almost every individual was overflowing with uncertain brilliant holy light on their bodies and outside their bodies.

And all swamp creatures belong to the dark monsters, once they enter the range of the holy light, the dark power in their bodies will boil like sulfuric acid, and instead they will burn themselves to the point of screaming.

Under the light of the milky white holy light, those crimson creatures stumbled like headless flies, and then their entire bodies began to melt rapidly as if they had been soaked in strong acid.

And the evil souls that have lost the protection of their filthy flesh * bodies have turned to ashes under the scorching of the pale flames!

For a moment, the attack of the swamp creatures was interrupted.

Brush Brush Brush ......

A stream of holy light bloomed around the team with almost no gaps, and any evil shrouded in the purest light would be reduced to ashes under the scorching pale flames. Whether it was the old ghost woman hiding in the quagmire swamp, or the extremely difficult to kill the sludge monsters, they all retreated in front of the Pure Holy Light, revealing the true face of the low-level monster's despicable and cowardly.

In addition to the monsters, even this poisonous swamp, which was full of foul smell and filth, was also defeated step by step under the light of the Holy Light. The two energies of very different nature collided together, and the divine power and the dark aura were entangled with each other, or annihilated, or devoured, and there was no possibility of coexistence at all.

Wisps of black smoke emanated from the quagmire swamp shrouded in holy light, and then quickly dissolved into the endless holy light. Immediately, these soft and muddy swamps became dense and hard again, and became solid roads that could be tread on at will.

As for the monsters and monsters that lurked in the depths of the earth, they were also purified together.

With a single blow, half of the swamp creatures gathered on both sides of the paladin's team were cleared, and the rest of the creatures wailed in the distance beyond the light of the Holy Light, cursing the damned intruders in the most vicious and filthy language.

And in the eerie deepest part of the Poison Swamp, a circular stone altar was slowly operating.

More than a dozen strange figures, tall or short, fat or thin, stood around the altar, silently waiting for something.

As the mighty divine power on the edge of the Poisonland Swamp soared into the sky, a serpentine dagger suspended above the altar began to slowly spill out strange witchcraft runes. These runes all had a strong and lingering evil aura on them, and as soon as they appeared, they immediately resonated with the Blood Altar, and the entire poison swamp seemed to become even darker and gloomy.

"Seven Flashpoints of Strength...... It seems that the seven golden knights have all entered the poison swamp!" a deceitful witch with an old face raised her head and looked at the holy light that illuminated half of the sky in the distance, and silently sensed it.

"It's best to come in, it's time for them to suffer too!" the other deceitful witch sneered.

Over the past few years, many of the Fraud Witches have fallen under the 'butcher's knife' of the paladins, so when there is an opportunity to retaliate, the Fraud Witches present are all happy and happy.

"Activate, those outer swamp creatures won't be able to stop them for long!Before they break here, let them taste the power of the 'Rain of Rotting Blood'......" Tier 3 Tess Witch hissed and ordered.

The five second-order witches stood in various corners of the Blood Altar and silently channeled their power into the altar. The Blood Altar and the mysterious witch array lurking throughout the Poison Swamp joined forces and began to slowly project this powerful and evil force.

They may still be calm and breezy here, and it seems as if nothing has happened. But on the edge of the swamp, seven or eight miles away, the heavens and the earth had changed drastically, and it had become a place of death where life could not stand.

The already gloomy sky darkened again.

The gray aura of death and the black power of evil escaped from the earth and blended into a thick, wet mist, diminishing the light in the poison swamp to the point where you could not see your fingers.

Bursts of foul-smelling rain fell from the sky and hit the slippery and muddy swamp mire, splashing red water.

Many paladins looked up one after another, and only then did they realize to their horror that it was not normal rain at all, but a kind of blood full of corruption.

Blood dripped down the paladins' armor, and there was an immediate sizzling sound similar to soaking strong acid. If it falls directly on the skin, the surface of the skin begins to swell and fester, and then there is a terrible sound of blood and flesh erosion.

If it is not healed by the Holy Light, not only will the skin on the surface and the flesh inside be eroded, but even the bones wrapped in muscles and tendons will be corroded crisp and soft, and then the whole body will collapse like a sand tower.

"Hold up the light protection...... Don't let the rain of blood get on your skin!"

The high-ranking paladins shouted loudly, and the entire team lit up one after another with brilliant holy lights, enveloping each paladin in a cloud of milky white holy light.

Before the rain of blood that fell from the sky could contaminate the paladin's body, it was purified by the haunting radiance, and it could no longer damage their body in the slightest.

"Forward...... Keep moving...... Get out of this area of blood and rain quickly......"

Under the command of the seven Golden Knights, one paladin after another held up the holy light to resist the erosion of the blood rain, and rushed forward along the path that had just been condensed with one foot high and one foot low. The path of light gradually began to loosen under the overwhelming rain of blood, and it was likely to transform into an evil swamp again.

Although the Rain of Rotting Blood did not kill any of the paladins, it also effectively depleted their reserves of holy power. And along the way, in order to take care of those Black Iron Knights to the greatest extent, the seven Golden Knights had to maintain the divine spell 'Holy Light Shine' for a long time.

This loss of power may not matter to the Golden Knight now, but when they step into the net laid by the witches, I am afraid that they will regret their current 'reckless behavior'!

Or before that bloody altar.

Tess the third-order witch smiled coldly.

"They've already passed the level of the strong rotten blood rain, now it's time to see what those rotten witch beasts are capable of! Liv, it's up to you to see how you perform!"

"Don't worry, Mistress Tess, these witch beasts have passed by me for the past few days*, and they are powerful enough, just in time to open the meat ...... those paladins" A pale, stiff and masked witch replied in a low voice, turned and stepped onto an unusually large swamp monitor lizard, rushed into the fog, and disappeared in an instant.

Grim was watching from the sidelines, it was clear that this was a second-order witch who was good at concocting witchcraft.

"Liv's witchcraft has been strengthened, but it's unlikely that it will do them much harm. A few of you, immediately activate the Blood Altar and add sorcery effects such as 'Tear', 'Bleeding', and 'Sluggishness' to all the Rotten Witch Beasts to increase their power...... "Tess Witch obviously knows very well that this improvised witchcraft can't bring much damage to the paladins, so she wants to enhance their killing ability from the side.

To be honest, to be able to build this bloody altar and plant mysterious witch circles with different functions all over the poisonous swamp is all thanks to the resources and materials that Grim has come up with. Without them, it would be difficult for the Witches to cook without rice, and even if the witches were full of sorcery knowledge and insidious methods, they would not be able to make up for the huge numerical gap between them and the Paladin's camp.

Now, with these additional 'little means', the witches can easily and comfortably eliminate each other's strength little by little. Wait until the other party is exhausted and mentally exhausted before coming forward to sneak attack.

Until the loss of the Witch Tower, these paladins will not be taken seriously by the witches, no matter how many they are.

But now, they can only rely on these 'small means' to close the huge gap in numbers and strength between the two sides!

As third-order witches who have lived for four or five hundred years, Tess and Itarel naturally don't have only such a little means. Under their joint command, one after another insidious witchcraft and terrifying traps were launched one after another, making those paladins who had gone deep into the poisonous swamp suffer unspeakably and unspeakably.

As the main force in the next battle, Grim will naturally not participate in these peripheral harassment tactics, but silently warm his mind and think about the issues that need to be paid attention to in the final battle.

The reason why he was so 'enthusiastic' encouraged the witches to launch a decisive battle against the paladins was, of course, to 'fish' for another vote before leaving. Once you've left the Envik plane, it's going to be difficult to come back and collect those Light Souls.

Moreover, after this barbaric killing, the Holy Light Faith in the Envik plane has been hit, and it is difficult to restore the previous scale without a hundred or two hundred years of general support.

Therefore, Grim is well aware of the rarity of this otherworldly journey, so he tries his best to maximize the benefits.

This time, his target was those high-ranking paladins.

If there is a chance to wipe out all the high-level paladins who have penetrated deep into the poisonous swamp, the seven golden knights plus more than fifty silver knights, I am afraid that their holy light souls are enough to push their spiritual power to the peak state of the third order.

A trip to the Otherworldly Plane, he collected so many Holy Light Souls, and 'accidentally' obtained the remains of a strange star beast. In every respect, it is a huge gain beyond expectations!

If Grim gets the opportunity to advance to the 4th rank because of this, then he will probably wake up laughing directly from his dreams.