Although the sudden death of their companions surprised the knights, their bodies instinctively entered the fighting state, as evidenced by the rigorous training they had undergone. However, some gaps cannot be bridged by hard work, such as problems with vision. The knights' swords were pointing at the humanoids, but it was entirely because I was facing there, not out of their own judgment. For the knights, they had no idea what they were up against, because all their eyes could see was black, the color of the unknown and death.

"Il, is there a way to light us?" If you can't see your opponent, you can't fight, and Ranka, who wants to reverse this disadvantage, looks at Il.

"I don't know if I can do it, but I can try," Il waved his hand forward, and the flare that had been floating above the camp flew out at great speed, and the sudden decrease in light made the entire camp dim in an instant, and the scene in front of him appeared from near and far with the flight of white balls of light.

The flare is not a sustained light source that can be used as a primary illumination magic, and its brightness decreases with the distance from the caster, and with Il's magic, it can only fly up to 30 meters, even if it illuminates the silhouette of the opponent. Just when I thought Iir's flare was about to die, Eir clenched his outstretched hand into a fist.

"Boom!" With this powerful shout, the flare in the distance suddenly exploded, and the extremely strong white light turned the world within a hundred meters into daylight. Although the effect lasted only for a moment, it completely exposed the location of the humanoid.

As if afraid of the light, the humanoid covered its head with limbs equivalent to human arms.

"Fireball!"

Il's actions did not stop with the explosion of the flare, and after locking on to his opponent's position with the flare, he immediately unleashed his offensive magic.

Three fireballs flew towards the humanoid at extreme intervals, one hitting the other head-on while the other two landed on either side of it. There were already a lot of dead branches and leaves on the ground, and after being hit by a fireball, a raging fire instantly ignited, and its brightness was enough to make the opponent have nowhere to hide.

"Good work, Il! Mr. Carter, please leave this guy to us! Lanka raised his greatsword and rushed forward.

Having gained enough vision, coupled with the lead of their superiors, the knights also showed high morale and followed the Lankan charge.

Having handed over the front line to Lanka, I retreated to Il's side at leisure.

The flare is not intended to explode, and the reason for this effect must be that the flare has a burst magic attached to it. The three fireballs fired in a row were very short apart, and could never have been released through three chantings, and the only plausible explanation was multiple chanting. Whether it's a combined spell that adds magic to the spell or a multi-chant that can cast multiple spells at the same time, these are advanced magic techniques that require a high level of proficiency and concentration. I didn't teach Il, he probably realized it himself. It was an amazing talent to be able to use magic that had only been learned for less than two months, and it was no wonder that a powerful magician like Veced would want his body.

"Come on, everyone!" Ilr cheered loudly for the charging Lankans, and the sweat of the bean slid down his slightly pale cheeks, greedily devoured by the pitch-black ground beneath his feet.

Although the magic was only used twice, it was a fairly high-level skill after all, and it was understandable that it had accumulated a lot of fatigue.

Just as he wanted to give a thumbs up to praise Il's performance, Il, who was on the side, suddenly jumped up.

"Ah, it's hot, it's hot, it's hot!" Such a howl was made.

Probably too close to the campfire, Il's pants were ignited by the flying flames, and he began to jump around in a panic.

Ah, it's really handsome for only three seconds, and if his personality wasn't so stupid, he might be able to grow into a surprisingly powerful magician. But no matter what happens in the future, if I don't help him now, I'm afraid he'll be burned alive. I didn't need to breathe, but I wanted to let out a long sigh, so I shook my head and walked briskly towards Il.

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The front was hit by a fireball, but the monster in front of it did not show the slightest pain, but instead bounced off the flames on its body one by one as if it had dusted off its clothes. Such a relaxed appearance inevitably made Lanka and the others as the attackers a little unhappy.

But no one slowed down because of this, they distanced themselves from each other and quickly surrounded the monsters.

Although he is not a magician, he still knows something about common elementary magic like fireball, and being hit by this kind of magic with ordinary power does not mean anything even if he is unscathed. The skills he has practiced over the years have been able to match those of the Ancestral Green level adventurers, and he can easily defeat the monsters with a difficulty of reaching four stars, and the knights beside him are all excellent warriors who can single-handedly take on three-star monsters, and such a team will never lose to a monster hiding in the dark to sneak attack.

As if to drive away the weakness in his heart, Lanka roared and swung his greatsword.

Lanka's astonishing arm strength and the weight of the greatsword itself produced an extremely fast acceleration, and the powerful slash sent the entire fallen leaves on the ground into the air, but it was a pity that such an attack was dodged and there was no point. The monster's reflexes seemed to be a little faster than Lanka's attack, and it jumped violently. Previously, due to the distance, he only thought that the appearance of this monster resembled a human, but now he was close enough to feel the distance of the other party's breathing, but he was surprised to find that the appearance of this monster was completely different from that of a human, and he was wearing civilian clothes, which made Lanka almost mistake the other party for a human. However, if you look closely, you can still see some differences, that is, the other party's skin is bloodless, and in some places there are abnormal folds, and the whole piece is drooping down, so that it feels like something is wearing human skin.

"I'm not going to give you a chance to fight back!" Lanka pressed the monster to take a quick step, and with the strength of his muscles, he forcefully changed the trajectory of the giant sword, and hit the monster's abdomen with a horizontal swing, and the sharp blade parted the clothes and cut the skin. With that level of strength and sharpness, it would not be surprising that even the monster was cut off at the waist, but it did not produce such an effect. The abdomen, which was supposed to contain various organs and was softer than the rest of the body, made the sound of two hard objects colliding, and instead of blood and muscles, a hard substance like steel appeared.

The monster stretched out his hand and grabbed Lanka's head, even if the monster's arm was the same length as Lanka's, but there was a giant sword of nearly two meters in the middle, of course, it couldn't be touched, such a move was obviously meaningless.

Just as Lanka was thinking like this, the monster's palm suddenly broke, of course, not destroyed by an external force, but a mutation from within it, and something as slender as an arthropod's foot broke through the skin and quickly pierced it.

"What?" Lanka shouted in his heart that he instinctively flashed his head to the side, thanks to this reflex nerve that had been tempered over the years, his head barely escaped the fate of being penetrated, leaving only a blood-red cut on one side of his cheek.

At this time, knights from several other directions stabbed their longsword at the monster at the same time, and the same situation as Lanka's greatsword, which was easily bounced away by the hard substance under its skin.

Just as the monsters began to attack everyone, Lanka and the knights who failed to attack quickly got out of the monster's attack range, and the other knights who were in the dead end of the attack took the opportunity to attack.

Although there is no language to assist them, everyone cooperates almost exclusively on their own judgment, but this cooperation seems to be flawless, and that is exactly what everyone achieves by believing in their teammates and completely entrusting their lives to each other.

"Don't panic, just find its weakness and we can win!" Ranka wiped the blood oozing from his face with the back of his hand, inspiring the crowd with the attitude of a leader.

It is impossible to have defenses all over the body, there must be weak links, Lanka thought about it and kept observing each other. The knights continued to attack round after round, maintaining a tight rhythm before the monster counterattacked, and although they did not cause damage to the other party, none of the knights were hit.

After a few minutes of stalemate like this, the monster's body suddenly changed, the skin of the whole body began to twist and swell continuously, and then the whole body underwent unimaginable changes, first the forehead opened a plural number of red eyes, the mouth split in the middle to both sides, turning into an insect-like mouthpart, and then the skin on the abdomen completely fell off, growing a spider-like round lower abdomen.

The limbs composed of hands and feet were replaced by ten long feet as sharp as swords, each of which was at least five meters long, so the monster's body instantly rose into the air, and it had completely transformed from a human form into a strange giant spider.

Before the knights, who were incredulous at the change, regained consciousness, the spider spat out several webs from its mouth. The cobwebs flew towards the knights like bullets, and the speed was too late to dodge, and the knights could only raise their swords to block.

However, the seemingly fragile cobwebs were terrifyingly lethal, and the steel swords were easily cut like pieces of paper, and the knights who raised their swords to block them were all reduced to pieces of flesh.

"How is that possible!" Lanka has a long mouth.

The initial balance of battle was shattered in an instant, and the giant spider used only one attack to destroy nearly half of the Knight lineup that had previously remained unscathed.

The flames of the fireball spell spread rapidly among the trees, and the sound of the trees being scorched and collapsed was accompanied by the terrifying screams of the knights. The heat of the fire turned the air into a sultry airflow, but in an environment where they sweated as long as they stood, the knights' hearts were as cold as winter.