"Knife, are you still there?" asked Abaylou, who was deep in his soul.

"In ......," replied the knife leisurely.

"Can you tell me what's going on. ”

The knife's unsmooth tone really sounded very anxious, and Abai Lou finally understood his situation after a long time.

"I've been?I'm heading to the nearest witch's house?" Abaylou felt that things were in trouble, "we have to save Lily, her sister has some relationship with me, and if something happens to Lily, her sister probably won't give me a good look." ”

"All ...... Listen to you. Knife replied.

After negotiating with the knife, Abaylou was ready to use a skill he had never used.

Like soul disease, using it may cause problems even to the body. Thinking of the impulsive Lily, Abaylou had to do it.

He and the knife belong to the relationship between the host and the parasite, and when there is no parasitic Abay, the knife is no different from an ordinary girl in other aspects except for the metallic characteristics of the body. The parasitism of the knife can actually control the host, I don't know if you still remember the scene when the knife and Abailou merged, in fact, the silk threads she turned into have penetrated all parts of Abailou's body - internal organs, muscles, bones, nerves and brain.

If it weren't for genuine mutual trust, how could Abay have allowed a creature to parasitize to such an extent?

"Can you interrupt the control of the puppetry? ”

"Yes...... In order to. The knife easily interrupted the puppetry, and shared his vision with Abaylou.

It's all gray-green scenes. This is the vision of a knife.

"Let's start forcibly controlling it. With the vision of the knife, Abaylou commanded the knife. So the knife began to change its form from Abaylou's missing arm, like a folding door, covering Abailou's body layer by layer, until it turned into a close-fitting purple-black armor.

This is exactly the armor that Abhaylou once had as an Aegean general.

I didn't expect you to know about this piece of equipment too. Abaylou smiled wryly.

"I speculate that there is still an hour before the body collapses. "The knife prompted Abaylou.

Half an hour, it takes fifteen minutes to travel from here to Jiang'an Town, which is enough.

As long as you save Lily, you can evacuate immediately. Although an hour may seem like a long time, the longer it drags on, the greater the burden on the body. The soul is miserable, and Abaylou doesn't want to leave any more dark diseases in his body.

Now Abaylou felt like he was controlling a robot, his soul was like a driver, and even though he was using his own body, he still felt a sense of distance. For example, his body was only following his orders to go to Riverbank Town as fast as possible, and his legs were not under his control.

Ignoring the situation on the road, it took twenty minutes to rush to Jiang'an Town, and there was really not much time left for Abailou.

Abay Lou observed the layout of the Papal Army in Riverbank Town. The Grand Gala Army is stationed on the outskirts to prevent the undead and refugees carrying the plague from leaving, while the Platinum Army is in charge of hunting down hostages in the inner city.

Wait, that commotion? Abaylou noticed that there was quite a commotion in the city's civilian area, and a large number of undead rushed in the direction of the civilian area.

It should be here, let's go.

The source of this commotion was the jar that the Plague Hand had dropped. Push it exudes a strong aura of life, attracting the undead throughout the city. This commotion was far greater than the tide of corpses on the Great Eros. The person in charge of the Platinum Army yelled: "Are you crazy? Not only us, but the three of you will also die!"

"Of course I'm crazy! If I wasn't crazy, how could I have killed the entire people of Riverside Town?" the laughing Plague Hand had such an abominable face that he didn't take human life seriously in the slightest. The witch on the side didn't seem to have any objections.

Lily remembered what her sister had told her when she taught her spells, "You can use spells to make yourself better, but you must not hurt anyone else." "The hand of the plague, not for oneself, but for innocent people, is simply the reincarnation of the devil. The witch is also an accomplice.

The Platinum Army was crushed in the tide of corpses, and after only a little resistance, the very small Platinum Army was already crushed.

Lily took a few steps back, a little regretful for being in the company of these two madmen. Seeing Lily's detached appearance, the Plague Hand asked dissatisfiedly: "Do you want to take the opportunity to leave? He took out two more plague balls: "Do you think I am really afraid of these undead? ”

The witch next to him summoned magic, "Unfold." She muttered, and the Holy See's unique spell was used by her, and two white glowing angel wings stretched out from behind her back.

The Hand of Plague grabbed the witch's hand and was carried into the air, and he threw the plague ball he held in his hand at Lily, who was left alone. "If it weren't for the fact that time didn't allow it, I'd love to see you being torn apart, goodbye, little witch. Then the Flying Witch began to rise into the air, watching farther and farther away.

A man in black armor suddenly appeared in the air.

How can there be someone in the air? The Flying Witch's thought flashed, and she felt a huge force pinch her face.

Rapid fall!

Bang. The ground was smashed into two large cracked craters.

A pair of iron hands pressed against the heads of the Flying Witch and the Hand of Plague. The impact of the fall also blew away the plague gas he had thrown down. "Shall I let you go?" Lily's familiar voice came from the armor, a little different from before, but it was indeed the man's voice.

"General!" Lily couldn't help but shout.

"The casting speed is good, and I actually protected two people. Abay Lou's look was no different from ridicule: "It's a pity, I really want to see the two of you bursting heads." Hearing Lily call him, Abaylou let go of the hands that were holding the two men and stood up to meet Lily's flutter.

Lily couldn't hold back tears in his arms. Abay Lou touched her head: "It's hard work, now it's up to me to protect you." He stared at the two men who had struggled to get up from the ground, the Flying Witch's face was bruised and swollen, and one side of her face was rubbed off the flesh and skin, revealing her pale teeth. The Plague Hand was better, but the mask on his face was completely shattered.

Grey Elf hybrid. The Grey Elves also have another name in this world, the Dark Elves, and they believe in evil gods, which can be regarded as the camp of the Orderly Evil. But it is also a disgraceful race that is hated by other races, as a hybrid of gray elves living in the human world, it is not difficult to guess the reason for the character of the Plague Hand - a lifetime spent in abuse and mutilation.

Abaylou put his arms around Lily, who was still crying, and pinched the neck of the Hand of Plague, because of his elven slender physique, Abaylou had to lift him very high.

The Plague Hand's originally pale face turned even paler, and he actually smiled under the threat of life and death: "Hahaha cough, Abdul Bi Broken Mastermind, I remember your voice... To be killed by someone like you is really a glorious death. ”

"I would have spared your life before, but it's a pity that you did something you shouldn't have done. A long sword popped out of his armor arm, aiming at the heart of the Plague Hand. Unexpectedly, the bare feet were grabbed by a slight force, and he looked down at the witch who was lying on the ground and grabbing his naked feet. The witch coughed up a large pool of blood, as a legal professional, her body was not so strong, and the impact just now did not kill her, but it also caused her to be extremely seriously injured. The Flying Witch said almost pleadingly, "Don't kill him......" There was a slight mana fluctuation in her hand, and she remembered the crisp sound of "dong" on Abay's armor.

With this level of magical power, even without armor, it wouldn't hurt him.

Do you have to protect this man even if you use the last of your physical strength?

Abaylou felt the corners of his clothes being tugged, and Lily couldn't bear to look at him.

"Wow, it's boring. Abaylou shook off the hand of the plague, and the hand of the plague fell heavily to the ground. "The undead are blessed. ”

The Hand of Plague rose from the ground and put his arms around the Flying Witch, "Why? You still have to save me at this time? Why?"

The Flying Witch smiled without saying a word, raised her arm, gently rubbed her hand against the face of the Plague Hand, and closed her eyes.

"Damn, shit, shit, ahh The Hand of Plague roared frantically, ignoring the undead around him.

Abay Lou looked at him helplessly: "She's not dead yet, so there's no need to be in such a hurry." ”

"Really, you said she's not dead?" Plague Hand's eyes widened in surprise, and his tone trembled a little, "Great, great, great. After speaking, he picked up the flying witch and kicked the head of the undead who pounced, "I want to live, wait for me, I will save you." ”

The Hand of Plague held the Flying Witch in this way, and broke through in one direction.

"Hehe, funny guy. Abaylou protected Lily behind him, and the gauntlets of both arms ejected the same blades.

"Don't worry, no one will hurt you again, I swear. ”