I don't know why, but what I can feel is the voice that echoes in my ears inexplicably: "Hurry!

I was stunned by the images that came through the soul connections of the dark wizards. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I saw the seventeen or eighteen-year-old human girl "in front of me", I felt a sense of fear like a turbulent wave. I was almost suffocated, so sluggish that I couldn't continue to maintain my own thinking circuit.

The fearless firmness revealed in her sea-blue eyes was so thrillingly beautiful.

The sacrificial maiden's long blond hair, which was originally scattered around her waist, was lifted by the fierce wind set off by Queen Slime. But even so, the girl's seemingly weak body has never wavered.

The delicate facial features tensed, and he didn't say a word.

It's really not like an untrained flower girl, stubborn like a child, or a battle-hardened veteran.

She lifted her long wind-blown hair from her ears and stared solemnly at Queen Slime, who was in a state of madness. The scene is as ridiculous as a humble ant confronting a mighty dragon, but I think it's a close fight.

Obviously, no matter from which point of view, she is an eye-catching beautiful girl who sinks fish and geese.

But inexplicably, even if the distance is so far, the sense of fear that soaks the soul has crossed the distance of time and space. As the instinct of the undead, at the moment it is frantically telling me that she is dangerous, stay away from her.

"Cecilia, are you crazy! That is a token entrusted by His Highness the Pope! Without it, how can you destroy the prophesied demon?!"

The sorceress sobbed and roared, but her trembling body betrayed her true thoughts at the moment.

Milky white teeth, biting his cherry red lips tightly, oozing blood. Desperate and powerless, she lifted the long gray-brown hair of the warrior in her arms, and stared at him affectionately and desperately, as if she wanted to engrave his face in her heart.

Soon after, the young sorceress closed her eyes in pain, and as if she had used all her strength, she roared angrily:

"Paul is a fool . . . Also a brainless idiot.. But.. But he... He was definitely a brave warrior!!It was his dream to die for the Holy See!!Paul was not a coward!No need.... I don't need the sympathy of others!!"

"Don't.. Leave Paul alone... We.. We.... Let's go!!"

The sorceress bit her lip, already a tearful person.

She stubbornly didn't look away, as if she didn't want her partner to see her fragile self at the moment, as if she didn't want others to know that the tears in her eyes slipped uncontrollably from her eyelids.

After hearing the words of the sorceress, the warrior in her arms trembled her fingers, as if she wanted to wipe away the tears of her beloved. The face, which had long been numb from excessive blood loss, gradually showed a reassuring smile, as if it wanted to say something.

But it was difficult for him to even maintain his basic breathing, but he just kept his satisfied smile wordlessly.

"Oh no... Melia: You're not right.. Before I became a saint of the Holy See, I was your friend. Whether it's Melia, Paul, or Grandpa Thorn...."

The sacrificial girl shook her head, smiled warmly at her, and continued firmly:

"What if... I can't even protect you!!! How can I afford it.. The responsibility to protect the mainland!!"

After the words fell, the sacrificial girl decisively took out a diamond-shaped crystal shining with a golden-orange light from her arms. Staring firmly at Queen Slime and tossing the crystal into the air, she began to close her eyes and pray......

The golden-orange crystals did not follow the law of free fall to the ground.

Instead, it gradually floated with the girl's prayers, as if it was unhindered, through the golden protective shield, and slowly flew towards the Slime Queen who had absorbed the entire magic crystal vein.

"Oh no, all the dark wizards !! rush to the bottom of the river at full speed!!Rush for me!Stein!Rush to the corner of the intersection with all your might, eliminate the spirit state!Use magic to make a pit and bury yourself!!"

An ominous premonition came to pass, and I frantically gave orders to the dark wizards.

As I told Stein, I hurriedly unleashed my rudimentary earth magic, the Digging Technique, digging a pit in the corner of the slime's lair, and then hurriedly buried myself.

What the girl is doing, including what the crystal in her hand is.

I don't know any of the specifics. All I can know is my own guess. That crystal must be a very dangerous thing, especially for the undead of the undead!

Even if it was just through the soul link, the strong aura of holy light almost filled my eyes!

If nothing else, this is definitely a light bomb or something like that. And.. It's definitely a special version, professional against the undead killer. Even if those death lords are hit, it is estimated that they will be killed by one explosion!

After telling Alice not to enter this slime lair for a short time, I started praying too. It's really a damn aggression, stealing chickens doesn't make rice, and if you don't pick it up, you put yourself in.

"Boom, boom!!!"

However, it was not long before the sound of the explosion came as expected.

Because it is located in a narrow underground passage, the structure of the slime lair happens to enhance the power of the sonic boom. The chaotic airflow impact caused the already empty nest to be even more precarious, and it began to shake violently.

And I, who was already buried in the soil, had a clearer understanding of this tremor.

Are all madmen, madmen, and those adventurers crazy?!

Think of the bottom of the slime lair, which is a natural underground cave, if the impact of this explosion causes the stratum to collapse, then no one wants to run away!!

And before I had time to ask if there was something wrong with these stupid adventurers, the aftermath of the Holy Light Element finally came belatedly, and even if I was buried in the soil, I could feel this aura that was incompatible with the undead division in the Demon Realm, like a twelfth-level storm sweeping through the already precarious slime lair.

In an instant, my soul link with the Miscellaneous Six was shattered by the pure light element.

And the aftermath of these scattered effects also continued to impact my soul, not to mention maintaining basic thinking, I felt that I was about to be purified. Damn, the Holy Light is too targeted at the undead.

I'm currently on the upper level of the Slime's Lair, a few kilometers from the battle.

At such a distance, the mere impact of the aftermath of the explosion almost made me feel like I was going to fall apart. This is the blessing of having a thick, dry clod of soil instead of absorbing most of the Light element.

The earth element is the most stable basic element of all the elements, and it can be said to be a powerful character in terms of isolating the impact of the elements, but fortunately, I buried myself in a hurry, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

As far as the inference is concerned, I'm afraid that if I eat the aftermath of such a high-purity holy light head-on, my life in another world should be over.

The first soul link to be broken was Dark Wizard B and C, and at that distance... Eating such a holy light bomb in the front, it is estimated that it is more than lucky. One can only hope that the depth of the dark river is long enough, and they run fast enough, so that there is still a chance of survival.

As for the others, Skeleton Soldiers A and B are in the same situation as me, so there should be no big deal.

Stein's words, as long as he reacts quickly enough, are estimated to be only shocked to the level of a concussion, and will not be life-threatening.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the shaking sensation of the formation to slowly weaken, and then gradually subsided. The stratum that worries me the most is that it didn't happen, and we didn't pay for the IQ arrears of those adventurers, which is a great blessing in disguise.

"Hey.. Feed.. Can anyone hear me?"

With great difficulty, my arms reached out of the soil and lifted the heavy clod of earth that was hiding me through the cracks.

Because of the impact of the Holy Light element, it was like dozens of subwoofers were bombarding in my mind at this moment. Despite the pain, attempts were made to locate others through intermittent soul links.

The situation was terrible, the concentration of holy light elements in the air was obviously exceeded, as if it had completely changed the environment of this area. In this kind of extremely undead place, the effects of necromancy or soul magic are weakened to the extreme.

"Uncle Bone, I'm here! Alice is here at the entrance to the slime's lair! It looks like there was an earthquake just now, are you all right?".

A faint voice sounded in his head, and the first to answer was the werewolf Lori Alice.

She is not a pure undead, not to mention that she is far away, and it is natural that she will be safe and sound.

I shook my head with great effort, trying to concentrate on concentrating on the interference of the Holy Light Elemental on the soul connection: "Alice, come here first, there are some things that I need your help with......"

"Oh~!Alice knows! Come here......!

After ending my contact with Alice, I shook my head helplessly and regained my senses.

Even though I haven't received a reply, I'm going to follow the intermittent soul link to determine the location of the Miscellaneous Five. Wait until Alice arrives before launching a formal rescue operation.

Luckily, the undead can use soul link, a spell similar to walkie-talkie and GPS, which saved me most of my time.

Soul spells are also the only advantage I have to become an undead. Although it is called magic, it is slightly different from regular magic, and does not require advanced magic, but only a deep understanding and use of the soul.

Because it requires the liberator and the linked person to completely open their souls, this kind of ordinary thing for the undead is like eating and drinking, but basically no other race can do it, so soul spells are basically the patent of the undead.

It's terrible right now, and I don't even know how many times I've said it.

But the reality is that since I became the candidate for this Demon Breaker, it doesn't seem like anything has gone well.

I'm not the worst, though. I don't know what happened to those adventurers, but I guess Queen Slime is probably dead and can't die anymore, what a poor thing......

After a lot of hard work to find the magic crystal vein, and then the mechanism was exhausted, and the slime nest was built in a place where the birds don't, just to hide here, so as to secretly make a fortune in a muffled voice, and finally become a hegemon-level demonic beast.

In the end, he managed to hibernate for decades, and he was about to become a slime winner, which is simply not too inspirational.

Okay.. It's really unlucky, and it turned out that he finally had the strength to become the overlord of Warcraft, and before he could find a chance to go out of the mountain and start his own road to hegemony to become a little overlord, he was destroyed by someone else.

This is simply the first of the most tragic characters of the year.....

And the most annoying thing is that the crusade against her doesn't seem to be a rogue adventurer who supports his family by hunting demonic beasts, there are warriors, paladins, magicians, and saints of the Holy See of Light?!

To be reasonable, the age of the old paladin seems to be a little inappropriate, I don't know if the warrior who received the box lunch is a brave man or something, a killer or the god of light. This is simply the standard configuration for destroying the demon king!!

But none of this has much to do with us, and the process comes back to result ONE.

Before the explosion, through the perspective of Dark Wizard B, I learned that there were still many magic crystals in the underground cavern that were going to die. Even if you don't eat black, you can earn it while this group of brain-dead adventurers go home to find helpers.

But before the picture was disconnected, the words of the sorceress made me a little concerned, as if they were: the demon in the prophecy or something.

It's not that I'm sentimental, but with such an obvious light bomb aimed at the undead... Counting the time, the time when they set out from the human hinterland seems to be exactly the same as the time when I was thrown by Ah Shu to the fortress of the undead.

I'm the heir to the previous King of the Undead, and it's hard not to think about myself.....

Although I don't want to think about it this either, but co-authored, this TNT that blew up who killed someone wouldn't be prepared for me, right?!

"I'm back... Whew!Whew.. Wow, Uncle Bone, how did you turn into a black skeleton?!"

The voice of the werewolf Lori Alice sounded behind me, pulling my consciousness back again.

Seeing Alice panting and carrying two barrels of explosives about the same size as hers, I reluctantly patted my skull, remembering that Alice had left the team to go back to get explosives.

I can't help it, thinking that the brain-dead adventurer almost killed me and was buried alive, I was so angry that I didn't fight anywhere, and my brain was messed up.

I solemnly looked at the signs on these two explosive barrels that I wrote in the language of the dead: flammable and explosive, and the trespasser will send you to heaven.

I nodded thoughtfully, looked at the werewolf Lori, and asked, "Sure enough.. Or is it black eating black?"