Exhausted by his mana, Rhaegar could no longer support his body, and before he collapsed, a strange sensation reached his heart, and he turned around and looked behind him.

- Four tall and short figures darted through the viper, catching Rhaegar before his body touched the ground.

"I'm sorry," Willy said, "but I still can't trust your assurances, and it turns out I'm right." ”

"If you weren't like this, I'd smack your ass!" said Tomahawk angrily, "Dwarves never abandon their partners!"

"You'd better criticize me later," Rhaegar said weakly but quickly, "Atas wasn't mortally wounded, and we only had two minutes to leave. ”

The words were more effective than any apology, and the sub-giant easily placed Rhaegar on his back, and the four of them ran faster than they had come, out of the encirclement of the snakes, and the acceleration magic that had not yet failed allowed the worst of dwarves to gallop like the wind.

A sharp whistling sound came from the scarred Atas mouth, three consecutive powerful magic blows only made it temporarily incapacitated, but it could not kill it, the damage on the demonic beast's body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, at most a few minutes, this demonic beast injured due to carelessness will fully recover.

But before that, it needs its subordinates to stop the hateful adversary.

The vipers, which had been quietly entrenched on the ground and in the trees, suddenly went crazy after the whistle sounded, and they launched an attack on the expedition team with all their might, and countless poisonous snakes shot at the four explorers like a rain of arrows.

In order to protect Rhaegar, the four companions adopted a new tactic: Nack with Rhaegar on his back was placed in the center, the elves opened the way ahead, Willy and the battle axe protected the wings, and the whole team walked like a wedge through the poisonous snakes that surged like a tide.

The members of the team, busy dealing with the snakes, didn't notice that on Nack's back, there was some indescribable glint in Rhaegar's eyes.

Long before the Vipers attacked, Rhaeggar's probing magic had identified that they were entering the territory of a powerful being, but he hadn't told his companions that a plan had come to him at the same time he had the news—there was nothing better than shielding his companions in the face of danger alone. The detection magic showed that the powerful being was at best similar to Tula's strength, and with the soul attack ability he had mastered in the Proving Grounds, coupled with the rapid replenishment of his magic power by those Origin Partners, he could get out safely no matter whether or not the expedition team would come back to him at the last minute.

However, when he saw the members of the squad running towards him, something suddenly touched his heartstrings, as if he saw several of his companions rushing towards him desperately when he was surrounded by enemies in the final war.

This memory largely diluted his satisfaction with the success of the program.

The advance of the squad was met with great resistance, and more and more snakes came from all directions, and although they had killed at least a thousand of them so far, ten times as many as that were charged at them with more vigour.

A fireball fell less than ten meters away from the expedition team, and the blazing flames engulfed the space of more than ten square meters, and the wild air wave rushed people almost out of balance.

Attath was unhappy with his attack, and it was clear that it hadn't fully recovered from the damage caused by Rhaegar's magic, which had greatly affected its ability to manipulate spells, otherwise the fireball would have landed in the middle of the expedition and not where it was now.

But it couldn't wait to fully recover, and the men had reached the edge of the encirclement of the snakes with that hateful opponent on their backs, and it wouldn't be long before they fled into the woods and slipped away.

The beast began to move its massive body, and this time, it increased its speed, and the friction of its thick snake body against the air caused gusts of wind, and some of the poisonous snakes were even blown away because they could not resist the strong wind.

"Take care of him. Willy shouted to Nack and the rest of her companions, and then bravely rushed towards Atas.

"This silly girl!" the dwarf's loud voice nearly burst the eardrums of the elves and sub-giants, and he shouted as he rushed after Willy to the master of the serpents. "Willy can't stop it alone. "These were the last words of the Tomahawk before rushing towards Attas.

Even Willy herself has a hard time explaining how she feels in her heart, whenever she thinks that Rhaegar will be in danger, this strong female warrior can't help but have an impulse, an urge to save the other party from danger, and even use herself to bear the danger in place of the other party, in fact, if it weren't for her insistence, maybe the expedition team would have to wait a while before realizing Rhaeggar's situation and rushing back. Willy explained this impulse as gratitude for Rhaegar's life-saving grace - if it weren't for his intervention, she would have been the first of her friends to be killed.

In contrast, Tomahawks have a much simpler mind. This dwarf from the Blackstone tribe is already one hundred and fifty years old, which is considered to be middle-aged among the dwarven race with an average lifespan of about four hundred, but in the past hundred and fifty years, in addition to his compatriots, the members of the expedition team are his closest people, and they have saved each other no less than a dozen times. For Tomahawks, they are not only friends, but also companions, but also relatives - no dwarf will leave their loved ones alone in danger.

The elf was still swinging his sword at a rapid pace, and the actions of the tomahawk and Willy seemed to have no effect on him, but if anyone could see him in front of him, Haim's teeth had been bitten deep into his lower lip.

The sub-giant Nack seemed to have contracted the habits of the dwarves, and every time he swung his warhammer, it was accompanied by a roar of rage, and the poisonous snakes that came into contact with his warhammer all became a blur of flesh and blood. He was supposed to face a terrible enemy with his companions, but with Rhaegar behind him, the man who had saved their lives and fought alongside them, had left his friends alone in the face of danger, leaving them to leave. Despite being a mage he deeply feared, in Nack's mind, Rhaegar was already a companion of his own, and he couldn't put some companions in danger for the sake of others, he could only move on.

Attas's massive body approached so fast that Willy could even see the bloodthirsty light in the other party's yellow eyes, and even without magic, the serpentine monster, which weighed at least three thousand kilograms, could turn them to pieces like a boulder running over an egg.

But Willy was undaunted, she turned her head, smiled seductively at the tomahawk standing side by side with her, and raised her greatsword.

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