The injury to the mage was obviously a blow to the expedition team, and they began to fight unintentionally, and after eliminating several opponents in their way, the team broke out of the encirclement and ran south.

"Catch up," the two mages stepped out of the shadows - they had managed to hide in the shadows during the raid that Haim and Rhaegar had worked on to dodge their deaths, and had wounded their most threatening mage in the same sneak attack in the ensuing battle, "they must have had some other entrance into the temple and caught them." One of the mages shouted orders to his men, and at the same time took the lead in chasing after the fleeing squad using his swift traverse.

"They're hooked," said Haim, sensing the mage chasing him at high speed, "but that mage is too fast, and even with the help of acceleration magic, we won't be able to get back to the entrance of the temple before he catches up." ”

"I think you've probably forgotten about my pet," said Rhaegar who was still hunched on the back of the sub-giant, the lightning didn't really hurt him, and even without the magic shield, his twice-modified body was enough to minimize the damage, "Mel will take care of this for us." ”

As he spoke, several tentacles shot out of the swamp's mud and quickly wrapped around the mage who was chasing after him.

Long before the enemies of the squad arrived near the cave, Mel sensed the presence of the other party, the overlord of the swamp was not the lowest creature as it seemed, and the intelligence of the proximity to humans made it easy for it to judge that it was completely impossible to defeat the team of warriors and mages, and the swamp monster wisely chose to hide and wait for the opportunity to inform its master of the news - in fact, without the news from Mel through the psychic connection, it would have been difficult for Rhaegar to find distant enemies in the shortest possible time.

Hiding himself in the mire, Mer once again used the usual trick of hunting, and the thick tentacles pounced on the prey like a strange python rising into the air, and even the powerful seventh-order mage had to stop for a moment and concentrate on dealing with the sudden attack.

Several blades of energy that shimmered with cyan light appeared in the air with a brief spell, spinning and flying towards tentacles that were almost half the thickness of a mage's body. In front of them, Mer's thick and tough skin was as fragile as paper, and in the blink of an eye, the tentacles that almost killed Willy broke into five pieces and fell to the ground, and only less than a meter of stump quickly retracted into the swamp.

The swamp monster has a powerful regenerative ability, and, compared to its massive size, the lost part is only the tip of the iceberg, such damage does little to help the battle except to anger the swamp overlord, more tentacles are catapulted from different directions, waving in all directions, except for the mage who flew into the air in time, at least twenty elite warriors who followed him were swept into the sky.

The entire pursuing team was now divided into three parts, with the help of a certain method with the ability to cast spells quickly, the mage who struck Rhaegar with lightning chased at the front, the warriors followed, and the other mage walked at the back to answer at any time, while the team was thrown into chaos due to the attack of the monsters lurking in the swamp, several dazzling rays of light shot out from the staff of the latter mage, accurately shooting through the nearest tentacles.

This kind of light can produce thousands of degrees of heat in an instant, and even steel will be melted, but for the huge swamp monster, the damage caused by such a concentrated attack is far less than the energy blade just now, but this makes Mel raise his vigilance, and it realizes that these creatures have some of the same abilities as their master, and in order to better complete the tasks assigned by their master, this monster has changed its tactics.

After sweeping away a few unlucky guys, all the tentacles retracted into the swamp at the same time, but before those who had dodged the tentacle swing could breathe a sigh of relief, dozens of water arrows pierced the surface of the swamp almost in no sequence, forming a misty rain mist in the air and falling on their heads.

Terrible screams rang out as the raindrops touched the bodies of the warriors, and although the toxicity was diminished by the over-dispersion, the Mercer's venom still took a heavy toll on the opponents, with nearly a hundred fighters lying to the ground with their eyes covered or their faces covered and rolling in pain—most of them would die in a few minutes, others would be incapacitated for at least a few months.

This large-scale spray of venom was also a great burden for Mel, and a wave of exhaustion came over it, and just then, it received a message from its master through a spiritual connection, and Mel knew that his mission had been accomplished, and with the joy of being praised by his master, the swamp monster slowly sank into the depths of the quagmire.

The consequences of the raid were obvious, and in addition to more than a third of the casualties, the attack delayed the group's footsteps - in order to avoid another attack, they had to carefully bypass the area where Melburn had just been infested, and the time delayed in the battle with the swamp monsters took them at least five minutes longer than normal.

For the squad, this was enough time to distance themselves from their opponents, and when the mages who had performed the Swift Movement Technique caught up again, they could only see their backs from a distance.

Such an outcome was obviously not acceptable to the two mages leading the group, especially when they saw the slowly opening entrance to the temple at the foot of the hill in front of the group, and even greater anxiety took over the minds of these mages - obviously, that was why these explorers were able to suddenly appear behind them, which was supposed to be another entrance to the temple, and at this moment, these people were planning to re-enter there to get rid of them. The mages were no longer stingy with their magic, and the glow of the speeding magic flashed on the bodies of dozens of warriors, and under their leadership, the most elite men chased after the squad ten times faster than their companions, trying to stop them before they could enter—or at least, bite them tightly once they entered, so that they could not use the environment inside to shake off the track.

"They're coming sooner than I thought," Rhaegar had to admit that the two mages were much better than him, at least in the use of acceleration magic, but that didn't change their fate. "It seems that we don't have to wait for them on purpose," he said to his companions, "now enter the passage." ”

Ten seconds after the squad disappeared at the foot of the hills, two mages and at least forty warriors rushed into the still open entrance to the temple.

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