The moment Portostan rushed over, Earl let go of the arrow on the string.

But the arrow seemed to hit the steel, and it was bounced off and fell to the ground.

Silai tried to fight back, but the weapon in his hand was as brittle as tissue paper, breaking in two. Moran watched as Portostan easily subdued Silai.

He stomped on Cele's chest, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering and the blood Cele coughed up......

Portostan raised the sword in his hand and turned into a ghostly fire, like an ancient and barbaric invader, making a declaration of victory.

"You are the first! I will soon send those two men to hell with you! You will suffer endless pain in the flames of hell that will never be quenched!"

When Moran saw the sword fall, she was enveloped in despair and anger.

When did such a man of unknown origin occupy such a place in her heart?

She didn't know.

But all this drove her to take the pitiful dagger and rush towards Portostan.

Portostan hadn't even looked at Moran, and if she had summoned something, he might still be afraid, but now the woman was nothing more than a moth to a flame, and her lethality was far less than the arrow just now.

"Silai!"

Moran's hoarse shouts pierced the sky.

Buzz –

The four-leaf clover necklace worn on Mo Lan's chest seemed to respond to the mood of the owner, and the purple light was flourishing, but it only spread in an instant, enveloping the entire deep pit.

All kinds of plants in the pit withered in an instant, turning into a rich life force that flowed endlessly.

The undead creature Marz was stimulated by the life force, and although it was only for a moment, his cloudy eyes were like those of a human, and they were rejuvenated.

Portostan, leaning over Ainsley's body, only felt that those life forces were like a sharp blade piercing his soul.

The illusion of the ghost fire sword was extinguished, and he took a few steps backwards in succession, his posture embarrassed.

But Moran wasn't much better.

As soon as something resembling a guardian appeared, Moran felt the four-leaf clover pendant begin to heat up, and a stream of heat burrowed into his body and swam around in his blood.

Her body also began to get hot, and her vision began to blur, and this nasty feeling was somewhat similar to being drugged by Ainsley.

"Necromancer...... Sure enough, you should do as he says, and solve your trouble first......" Portostan's voice carried a ruthless intent.

But as soon as his words fell, everyone only felt their bodies sinking.

Immediately after, a crack appeared in the center of the pit, accompanied by a clicking sound, and spread rapidly in all directions.

"Isn't it true that space mages can't fix the holes gnawed out by these stinky monkeys!"

Portostan yelled, turned and ran out.

The same is true of Moran.

But the cracks were faster than they had imagined.

As soon as Earl, who was the farthest away, stepped to the edge when the entire pit turned into countless clods of dirt and fell down.

Portostan didn't have time to get out, so he untied the spell, and the spirit came out, leaving Anslie's body mixed in the clods of dirt and falling down.

And the undead Marz, who was not ordered to flee, was not spared.

"Moran, catch me!" Earl shouted.

Regardless of the changes in his body, Moran leaped forward with all his strength and grabbed Earl's outstretched hand.

"I've got you!"

With all his might, Earl pulled Moran up.

Moran looked back and found that the pit had become a bottomless pit, and she looked down, but all her eyes gave back to her was pitch black.

"Sile ......"

Her eyes widened and she saw Silai standing on a large falling clod of dirt that seemed to want to move through it, and he leaped forward with all his might, only to fall short.

He was isolated in mid-air and couldn't do anything.

Moran only hesitated for a second, then clenched the four-leaf clover pendant on his chest, which had become a little hot, and made up his mind.

"I'm going to save him. ”

A figure jumped directly into the pit under Earl's stunned eyes.

Earl stood on the edge, his ears constantly rumbling, the earth still trembling slightly, but the bottomless pit in front of him was already fully presented before his eyes.

He watched the petite figure try his best to get close to Xilai, but they were only a dozen meters away, but it seemed that they were separated by the end of the world.

Earl couldn't believe Moran's actions just now, but he felt that everything made sense.

He wanted to take this step and follow them, but he felt that his legs were too heavy to move.

He didn't seem to have a reason to do that.

Suddenly, Earl felt a white shadow fly down from the sky and stop in midair.

- This is ...... The white owl?

- How did it end up here?

"Portustan, I'm just asking you to do something like this, and you can't do it well?"

The clear and clear young man's voice sounded, containing a hint of anger.

"Your Excellency?"

Portostan shouted, and Earl could hear the fear in it.

"Forget it, that knight's stinky temper, I should have expected it a long time ago...... You fix this wormhole, and I'll catch up. Let's see what the hell is going on with them. ”

Erbai just stopped for a moment, and then rushed into the deep pit.

It took Earl a moment to realize that it was the bird that was talking, and that it might be higher than the ghost horse, or even the ghost rider.

And most importantly, Erbai wants to kill them.

Maybe it's Moran, maybe it's the unidentified Silai, maybe the two of them......

He didn't know why, but on that basis, Earl felt he had to tell them...... And that gave him a reason to jump.

For Earl, they were no more than mere lifesavers to him.

But as soon as Earl lifted one foot, he felt like he was being caught in something, and then he was hanging in the air.

"Can't you go down too...... I have to give an account to my master. ”

"Let go of me!" Earl struggled.

But the ghost horse held him steadily, and his hooves ran faster and faster until the scenery on both sides became a blur.

-

What does it feel like to fall from a height?

The oncoming wind smashed on her face and made it hurt, and she tried her best to maintain her expression, but she felt that her face was still stretched in all directions, like plasticine, pulling out a strange expression.

What does it feel like to fall from a dark height?

Everything around is like a gluttonous mouth hidden deep in the darkness, waiting for the prey to come to the door, and fear is growing.

She only felt like she was telling herself that she was constantly falling, and that this path was the entrance to hell.

At this time, the warm current in Moran's body was no longer so gentle.

As if in response to the endless darkness, it began to grow furious, scurrying through her narrow veins.

Every time I moved, it was as painful as a silver needle piercing my brain.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the heavy smell of blood began to surround me, and even with the fall, it has not abated.

Moran struggled with the pain to stay awake, and when she felt that the speed of her fall was leveling off, she clung her throat and shouted a few times.

"Silai, Silai, Silai!"

Immediately after, a faint response came from below, seemingly calling her name.

This made Moran finally breathe a sigh of relief, but it also allowed the sharp pain to deprive her of her will.

She was completely unconscious, no longer resisting the fall, and let the darkness consume her.