After squinting for a long time, Senna seemed to finally find some familiar marks on those crowded figures, and couldn't help but exclaim: "They are, the scouts of the tribe!"

"Senua, squat, silence!"

As Senna scurried, the images were drawn to them, but Roger sensed something unusual in their stiff movements, and hurriedly pulled Senna to squat, but it was too late.

The scouts' bodies shook slightly, accompanied by a muffled, murmuring sound, as their staggering figures emerged from the dark camp, allowing Roger and Senna to finally see their appearances.

"Ahh

The moment she saw their monsters, Senna let out a brief exclamation and quickly bit her lip, unable to believe that they were the tribe's scouts.

These so-called scouts had only the whites of their eyes and bloodshot eyes, the green tendons on their necks and foreheads were tense, and fishy saliva trickled down the corners of their half-open mouths.

By this time, Roger had woken up from the shock of seeing these scouts for the first time, and a corresponding memory came to his mind: "This ...... Isn't that the state I was in possessed just now!"

It was dark, and the possessed Scouts were screaming in their throats that didn't resemble human voices, so loud that Roger couldn't even tell where and how many enemies there were.

"Could it be that they met the Shadow Servant?" took a few steps back and leaned against Roger, Senna went through the initial surprise, but somehow did not look as sad as Roger had imagined, but a little gloating?

"Well, it doesn't look wrong. ”

Roger wanted to protect Senna, but he didn't want the girl to hear that the scout team was indeed possessed by the shadow servants, not only did she not have a grudge against her companions, but she happily took out the amulet and wanted to deal with them in the same way.

"The edict has been given, and be ready to listen, the evening bell announces your death. ”

Senna recited the incantation again, and at first the amulet did bloom with holy flames like in the outpost, enveloping the guys who rushed over and were possessed by corruption, and their bodies twisted and dissipated like shadow gods, and just as Roger was alert, the mutation exploded!

"Boom!"

The amulet that Senna held in her hand suddenly shone brightly, and the Holy Flame even illuminated the sky, but in the depths of that light, a touch of black appeared.

"Oops! Senua, get it away!"

The talisman was thrown into the scout team's pile, and the black finally bloomed, and in the black light, all the scout team abandoned the two people in front of them, and frantically reflexively pounced back.

"What's going on. ”

"The power of the High Priest attached to the Divine Text has been consumed, and now the power of the unpurified Divine Text on the amulet has been released!"

Thinking of the possible relationship between the Divine Legend and the Shadow Servant, Roger's scalp tingled and he had some bad premonitions.

Unsurprisingly, the corrupted scouts fought over the amulet, and in the process, their reminders turned out to be larger, and with a rampant roar, one of the fastest scouts grabbed the amulet and swallowed it in one gulp!

Can't wait any longer. With such a thought running through his mind, Roger stared at the actions of the monster who swallowed the amulet, his body broke through his already tattered clothes, and the muscular brother's version of Roger appeared on the scene.

"Come on, have a good fight!"

Although he was holding a sword, it was probably because he had just woken up, these guys were slow and their brains were not very bright, they only knew how to run forward with their weapons down, and seemed to have forgotten how to use their weapons, Roger had the advantage of being agile and could also kick the monster that leaned to his side away, except for the pain in his legs and stomach, he was not injured for the time being.

Roger rushed to the front of the trio with a real brute force, still wielding the "war hammer" at the beginning in his hand, and he didn't know which monster had fallen how much mildew, and before he woke up, he was smashed back and forth by Roger to knock over dozens of monsters, and at this time it was already in tatters like rotten meat, and there was no movement of struggle for a long time......

"Are you really sure you're a sacrifice?!"

"It's like a fake. "Roger doesn't blush at all when he lies.

However, Roger soon couldn't do so recklessly, these monsters seemed to be becoming more and more nimble and "smart" after this warm-up, these monsters had just taken advantage of Roger's turn to shrink in the grass, and now they were staggering to their feet, raising their crude weapons and attacking in the direction of Roger's back.

"Good time! I'll show you another trick I stole from that bastard elf. ”

Picking the weeds around him, with a burst of emerald green light, the scattered blades of grass grew intertwined with each other, and grew into a spear in Roger's hands!

"Oh, Yanren Zhang Yide is here, who dares to make a mistake!"

Rapidly rotating into two cone-shaped vortices in the air, the tip of the cone is facing the entrance of the tunnel, accompanied by a piercing sound of air tearing, the bright and almost dazzling blue electric light quickly converges in front of the two conical vortexes, after two seconds of accumulation, the two groups of bats rushed towards the stone door of the hall, only to hear a thunderbolt, the entire gate and half of the tunnel behind it were blown up by the impact of this natural lightning.

Although this magic wiped out most of the corrupted team members as expected, it also apparently disturbed the great monster that had devoured the talisman.

There was no time to think about it, the trained body reacted one step faster than the thought, and Roger almost subconsciously raised the spear to block it, and then felt a hammer-like impact coming from the blade.

"Roar!"

It wasn't the appearance of any creature in nature at all, but more like a monster cobbled together by the evil creativity of the necromancers, like a shriveled giant, but its body was formed by a mud-like flow of amorphous matter, and those sludge-like things undulated and surging on their surfaces, and even revealed huge cavities from time to time, and in the voids, blood-red bones could be seen.

At this moment, those monsters that were no longer human had launched their attacks again, they kept making a dream-like murmur, and at the same time, two of them rushed towards Roger and his party in stride, and the remaining monster raised its arm, and a dark energy arrow condensed in front of its arm, and in the next second, it flew straight towards Roger, who was standing at the front of the line!

And Roger raised the spear full of silver light, and after a roar, he took the initiative to face the hideous and strange monster, Roger had no nervousness, no hesitation, and no fear, if he had to say something, it was probably just a little trance.

Bang!

A huge impact came from the blade, and all the distractions in my mind vanished in an instant.

Dodging the monster's sweeping claws with an almost instinctive reaction, Roger twisted his upper body in a small half-circle, and the swinging blade slashed through the air with a streamer, slashing at the monster's shoulder on the side, and while the blade slashed down, he struggled to mobilize the power contained in this body and channel that power into the long sword in his hand.

The three-meter-tall monster sensed the threat from its blade and slammed back with agility that was completely befitting its sheer size, only to miss Roger's slash by a fraction of a second.

"Damn, my body is still too stiff!"

It was probably this momentary slackness that prevented him from getting the rhythm of the attack. Magic and stratagem avoided Roger's fight with people to the greatest extent, and there was nothing wrong with it in normal times, but when encountering this kind of high-intensity hand-to-hand combat, Roger couldn't afford it.

At this moment, in the face of the monster's repeated onslaught, he could only clench his long sword and try to remain undefeated, while conserving his physical strength as much as possible, while trying to find the opponent's flaws.

Roger gradually immersed himself in the battle, and when he woke up from this immersion a little, he found that the monster in front of him had been crushed and beaten by himself.

The distorted bodies surging with "sludge" are not invulnerable, they will still be injured if they are cut, and they will still die if they are cut too much, although they are infinitely powerful and have the advantage of size, as long as they master the method of confrontation, the human body can still destroy them.

The monster's claws swept overhead, and Roger swooped down and stabbed his sword into his opponent's thigh with his backhand, who finally let out a muddy roar and fell uncontrollably to the side.

"Sure enough, you should try to attack its guan, this guy probably doesn't have a heart! not even a normal organ. ”

Then he took advantage of his opponent's loss of balance, twisted around the opponent's side and back, raised his long sword and stabbed at the monster's lower back: "In addition to the abdominal cavity, their other weakness is in the back!

He quickly restrained the monster's movements, and at the cost of fighting for his shoulder armor to be pierced by his claws, he drilled directly under the opponent's crotch, and reflexively hit the key point with a sword.

The monster suddenly let out a terrible roar, like an unwilling wail, and tried to pounce on the tired Roger, but its body froze, and then fell down in spasms.

Amber's figure appeared behind the monster, holding the flying stone rope in both hands: "I didn't hit the prey just now, and it's not bad to catch a big monster." ”

As she said this, Senua's cheeks turned slightly white with nervousness and fright, and she took two breaths to calm her breath.

After mercilessly stabbing the back of the monster's head and confirming its death, Roger stepped over the monster's corpse and pouted as he walked over: "Cut, don't shake your legs first." ”

When the monsters died, they began to disintegrate rapidly, the muddy material that was constantly flowing from their bodies first stopped flowing, then gradually dried up, solidified, and appeared in a large number of microscopic cracks, and as the deformed "flesh" of the mutant flesh fell off, they would quickly turn into a massive, twisted blood-colored skeleton.

Roger stood next to the monster he had slain, looked down at the process, and said as if to himself, "How did these shadow servants get to such a place......"

Senna asked, "What happened to Roger?"

"Nothing. Roger shook his head, and just now he could clearly hear a few unformed words from the mouth of the giant monster.

That's the divine word 'Clearing...... Failed'.