Blood splattered, and the paladin's muscles were bulging, thick and strong enough to lift a cow's arm like a wheat stalk in his companion's mouth, and it was bitten off with a slight click.

Originally, this bite was going to bite off half of the head of this holy warrior, but after all, this holy warrior is also a master of a hundred battles, and after hearing Gao Wen's reminder, he hurriedly stepped back, and the hand that was originally slapped at his companion was also blocked in front of him, and this was just bitten off by this bite.

The sword flashed, and before the head of the biting paladin could retract, it was slashed off by the rushing Gawain. The strange thing is that there is no blood flowing out of the elongated and mutated neck section, and the head that fell to the ground is still chewing on the arm that has been bitten off, and the bones are clucking under the crushing of the teeth.

The sword light flashed again, and Gawain's second sword actually slashed at the arm of the retreating holy warrior. Originally, the paladin had only been bitten off from the wrist, but Gawain's sword had cut off his entire elbow together. The paladin didn't scream or panic, but just covered his elbows and hurried back with Gawain.

All this happened in a second or two, and when the mages reacted, they only saw that the holy knight who had pulled the severed hand of Gawain had returned to his side, and the headless paladin at the entrance of the passage actually stood still, and staggered forward to pick up the head in the ground and re-place it on his neck, which had been stretched several times, and the severed place was silently reunited, the severed hand that had been torn in its big mouth was still chewing on the severed hand that had just been bitten off, and the blood plasma gushed out from the teeth that were constantly opening and closing, dripping down the jaw and making the ground red, but the upper part of this face was completely normalThe holy warrior's eyes were still scanning the front.

Obviously, he was a fierce and capable holy warrior before, but now he has completely become a monster beyond the imagination of ordinary people. And the half of the elbow on the ground that was cut off by Gawain's sword also suddenly moved at this time, like a strange worm, crawling to the feet of the holy warrior by his own wriggling, and then he picked it up and inserted it into his own hand, and the severed hand actually merged with his limbs without hindrance.

"It's the alienation of the rotten sac. The old mage's voice was already trembling a little. His vision was not low, and he could distinguish what was going on with such an abnormality in front of him. Strictly speaking, the holy warrior in front of him is no longer a living thing, just a carrier of the necromantic eight-ring arcane.

In terms of reputation, even the most powerful and destructive elemental arcane is nowhere near as big as the necromantic arcane, and so terrifying. The Yang Flame Explosion of the Eight Rings can completely erase a city from the physical plane in an instant, but once the rotting arcane art of the Eight Rings is infected, it can make people from thousands of miles die slowly in endless fear and despair. Even in the Imperial Age, necromantic arcane techniques that use high rings were strictly monitored, and those who wielded them were regarded as absolute mortal enemies.

But it wasn't this arcane that really terrified the old mage. The horror of this arcane is that it can spread over a large area, and now it is only a root carrier, and he and the paladin of the guardian hand here can still handle it, and what really scares him is the user behind this arcane.

An archmage who uses the eight-ring necromancy is certainly a desperate existence, but even a user of the eight-ring arcane scroll is enough to be feared, which not only represents an amazing resource, but also more likely shows that there is a huge force behind it.

Especially now that this is still a trap and ambush that the other party has deliberately set up.

"Who is it? Who is it? who dares to attack us? Don't you know that we are Inclave?" the old mage roared as he foamed at the mouth, the euphoria of the potion causing him to lose his composure. "How dare you attack us? Do you know the consequences of a war with Incre? Do you know the power of Incre?"

The enraged old mage reached into his folding bag and poured out a few pieces of metal. As soon as they got out of the space of the folding bag, these things immediately regained their original amazing volume and weight, and smashed on the ground with a muffled sound. These are several metal golems curled up, and as soon as they fall to the ground, they immediately unfold their bodies, metal bodies two or three meters high, huge blades that glow with cold light, and the elemental crystals and intricate arcane patterns on their bodies all express extraordinary dangers.

Other artisan mages who had also drunk the stimulant also followed suit, and tried to take out their golems from the folding bag, but Gawain hurriedly shouted: "Those things are useless! Go and check another exit! If it can still be used, break through immediately!"

"Yes, open the alternate exit!" shouted the old mage. He lost his composure, but he didn't lose his mind, these golems do have powerful combat power, but because Clay's battle golems are basically designed to deal with demonic beasts, it really doesn't mean much to the existence that can unleash the eight-ring arcane.

Hearing the order, the artisan mages hurried towards the passage behind. At this time, the alienated paladin also walked towards them step by step, and one of the steel golems that the old mage had just thrown rushed forward first. The explosion speed of these steel creations was extremely fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, they rushed in front of the alien monster, and four metal long knives plunged deep into his body at once, and at the same time, four dazzling lightning rays suddenly shot out from the other golem's body.

Caracalla made a few crisp sounds, and the alienated paladin casually clamped his hands towards the middle, and the Imclair Golem, which made the old mage proud, broke into several pieces like an inferior building block toy, and the dazzling electric light emitted by the other golem fell on him almost uselessly, only the clothes and leather armor he was wearing instantly carbonized and shattered and peeled off, but there was not even a trace of the muscles underneath.

As the muscles squirmed, several long knives that cut out the body were squeezed out, and the monstrous paladin didn't even look at the remains of the golem on the ground, and completely ignored the lightning that the other golem had triggered again, and still walked forward unhurriedly.

"I'll hold this monster down, and a few of you will rush out the front door to take a look. Gawain took a deep breath and raised his sword to meet him alone. He is not sure that the monsters created by this kind of law necromancy arcane will be victorious, these things generated by arcane energy and distorted laws of life are almost indestructible from the physical level alone, only the divine skills of the dead and elven druids can be effectively restrained, or high-level elemental power can also cause damage, of course, it is no problem for him to retreat alone, but now that he is responsible, he can only do his best to delay.

At the same time as Gawain approached, the movements of the alienated holy warrior also accelerated suddenly, and his feet suddenly became like mollusks, and he pounced straight towards Gawain with a posture that was impossible for humans to do.

The sword flashed sharply, and the monster's head was once again cut off under Gawain's sword, and at the same time, Gawain's hand that shone with a fighting spirit also pressed on the monster's withdrawn arm.

Unusually heavy force. The power flowing in this limp arm that seemed to have no bones was at least tens of thousands of catties, which was undoubtedly beyond the limit of this paladin's body, and the arcane completely transformed this body into an inexplicable monster. However, Gawain still found the trajectory of the flow of power in just half a blink of an eye after contact, and pushed it out fiercely.

With a bang, the entire boulder lair shook, and the arm pushed out by Gawain deviated from its original trajectory and hit the other one fiercely, and then the two mutant arms that became like giant pythons smashed to the ground together, and the hard rocky ground was directly smashed out of two trenches, and the rubble was splashed. The golem that kept firing lightning was just grazed by the mutated arm, and it simply shattered into several pieces on the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the four holy warriors bypassed the monster and rushed into the passage behind, the headless monster seemed to want to turn around, but was staggered away by Gawain's sideways, and the alienated feet stepped on the head that had just been cut off, and the head directly merged into the foot, and then the foot was also drawn towards Gawain, and the head embedded in it still opened its bloody mouth towards him.

Reaching out again to support this foot and use the strength to shake the monster away, Gawain only felt a feeling of tiredness. The monster's movements were not very agile, but its strength was unimaginable, and he had to muster all his fighting spirit before he dared to make contact with it, otherwise he would not be able to resist the terrifying erosion and infection of the rotting sac arcane with his flesh alone.

The monster rolled on the ground and froze, but instead of standing upright, it lay on the ground in a twisted position with both hands and feet together, and the head on one of the feet was still opening and closing its mouth one by one. Now this shell has completely lost the appearance of a human being. Gawain didn't even dare to cut it open with his sword, otherwise it would be even more tricky for the broken limb to struggle and bounce around.

A few short, muffled screams came from the passage where the paladins rushed out, as if a duck and goose had suddenly been thrown into a hot pot and immediately slammed into the lid. Gawain was still engrossed in looking at the monster in front of him, only the green tendons on his forehead twitched. There was no need to look and investigate, he also knew that the few companions who had just rushed out were dead, and even the screams could only be made a short bit, which was an absolutely suppressive force.

"Bastard, bastard, when I get out, this sneak bastard must look good....." The old mage mage muttered a word with a hideous face, hunched over and digging at the rock wall with his hands, like an angry gopher, and the rock wall was also deformed and peeled off under the excavation of his hands, apparently using the corresponding arcane. It was indeed a good idea to forcibly carve a new passage next to him under such circumstances, and the remaining few paladins were guarding his side, full of vigilance and helplessness as Gawain fought the rotten monster alone.

Knock knock, heavy and jumbled footsteps came from the passage behind, as if the artisan mages who had rushed to open the alternate exit had turned back.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, the figures of those artisan mages appeared in the passage, but their bodies were all fused together, as if they were not living people but a pile of clay dolls, and now they were pinched into a ball by a bear child, but their hands and feet were still moving freely, and even moving in unison, only to move this bloated and twisted huge body over, and the heads of the artisan mages above were still moving, some looked left and right, and some stared into the void blankly, as if they couldn't understand why they became like this。

"Bastard, bastard, I'm going to rip off this bastard's skin alive, tearing off his flesh one by one, and biting his bones piece by piece......" The old mage only glanced at the big twisted mass of flesh, and his tears and snot all came down at once, but the movements of his hands and the arcane magic he used did not stop, but he dug up faster and harder like crazy, and the large pieces of earth rocks peeled off his hands and threw them backwards. He cried and chattered as if he had gone crazy, and in a few breaths he had already dug a hole several meters deep in the stone wall.

"Mr. Gawain, go by yourself, help us bring the news to Lord Duke, and Lord Duke will help us avenge us!" the old mage came out of the hole he had dug. His eyes were bloodshot, his facial muscles were twisted, his eyes were full of tears and snot covered his beard, and his hands were already a blur of flesh and blood, and he looked like a complete madman, but what he said at the moment was very wise. "It's at least a trap set by an archmage. A few of us will definitely not be able to leave, only the strongest Mr. Gawain, you still have a chance! There are still about two inches left here to wear out! This is the side of the lair, which will somewhat surprise the people outside. ”

"Stop talking nonsense. The companion is here, living and dying together!The Guardian Hand has no reason to abandon the companion!" Gao Wen directly rejected the old mage's request without thinking about it. The faith of the Guardian Hand is both his strength and his soul code, something that is already above reason, and there is no room for compromise.

It was in the space of this speech that the alienated monster bounced up suddenly, and his limbs stretched and stretched more than three times as long as they originally were, stretching his body as far as possible like a huge soft monster, encompassing Gawain and the old mages and holy warriors behind him all within the range of the attack. On the other side, the mage meat ball that was only moving slowly also sped up and rolled towards this side together.

Gawain finally came out with his sword this time. Only this time he didn't slash, he stretched out his sword in a position that seemed to be suspended in the air, the tip of the sword just in the center of the body of the flying monster. The long sword that exuded a faint fighting spirit immediately bent down under the huge force of the monster's fluttering, but it did not break, the muscles and flesh of Gao Wen's whole body were tensed to the limit, and some of his clothes were broken by the muscles and flesh that were raised, and he seemed to concentrate all the strength of his body on the sword in his hand with this strange posture, the sword had almost bent into a semicircle, but even if it was not broken, it still could not pierce the body of the monster.

With a loud shout, Gawain's sword shook violently, and the flying monster actually twisted the direction of life with his sword in this strange posture, and the outstretched limbs were completely out of direction, and the whole thing rushed to the other side and collided directly with the meat ball synthesized by the mage, and the two monsters suddenly rolled into a ball, and those twisted limbs were also entangled together.

"Let's go, rush out together......" Gawain's voice was dumb as soon as he was halfway through his shouting, and even his whole body fell to his knees, and the full force of the sword just now had already made him lose his strength.

The remaining paladins glanced at each other, two shook their heads, a few looked at each other, and then two of them turned to the old mage and whispered two words, and the old mage immediately nodded vigorously. There were no superfluous words, but there seemed to be a very tacit agreement between them, and then two of the paladins rushed over to set up Gawain, and the others rushed outside with the old mage.

But this time they rushed out in exchange for a few screams like last time, suffocated and miserable, mixed with the old mage's half of the roar, and then completely quiet.

The two paladins who had set up Gawain did not follow, but instead took the opportunity to pull Gawain to the deep hole that the old mage had dug, shoved him inside, and then put his hand on him. At the same time, it reads: "In the name of the hand of protection, share our life and strength with our companions......"

A faint light flashed on the two holy warriors, and then their faces turned pale, and their expressions were full of indescribable tiredness, but the two of them immediately stood up and said to Gawain in the cave: "Mr. Gawain, that old gentleman is right, only you have the best chance, please don't let us die meaninglessly." ”

"You—" Gawain's originally pale face was rapidly turning to normal, and he was just about to get up when he saw the two companions turn around and rush towards the wriggling monster group on the other side.

The impact and limb entanglement just now did not make the two flesh monsters created by the arcane become one, on the contrary, they actually split themselves when they found that they were hindering each other's movements, and the large flesh mass composed of those artisan mages split into four, basically two artisan mages as a part, but some had a few more hands and some were missing two legs, and the paladin's body was cut in half from the waist part, becoming the form of two mollusks that only relied on two limbs to support their movements. These necromantic arcane monsters have no intelligence to speak of, but they have a powerful predatory instinct like a lower animal, and after they are separated and unentangled, they immediately rush towards this direction.

The two paladins who rushed forward were not so much trying to delay these limb monsters as they were simply here to send them to their deaths. The combined flesh of the two artisan mages lunged forward, and almost as soon as they touched them, their life force was overwhelmed by the vast arcane energy carried by these monsters. There was no flesh flying, no moaning and screaming, just a pounce and a touch, they immediately became a part of these twisted flesh, and even their expressions did not have the slightest pain, only a blank, and the somewhat pale complexion before actually began to be rosy.

"You ......" Gao Wen's eyes were already full of bloodshot after witnessing this, and the physical strength and vitality that were transitioned by the divine technique also required several breathing adjustment processes, and he was caught off guard and had no time to stop all this. But when everything has happened, no matter how angry and sad it is, it has no effect, and the only thing that can be done is not to make it all meaningless.

Gawain closed his eyes and gasped slightly, completely merging the strength and physical strength of the two paladins with himself. This is the unique magic of the Guardian Hand, and the physical strength of believers can be transferred to each other, and it is not an oppressive potential like arcane, and it is used without the slightest hindrance and side effects. Between breaths, the stamina he had lost before had fully replenished, and he stepped forward with his sword in his hand, rushing towards the bottom of the cavern that the old mage had dug out.

There was a loud bang and rubble splattered. The rock wall that was left was completely unable to stop Gawain's all-out sprint, and his figure burst out of the side of the huge rock lair like a meteor with a fighting light, and immediately flew away into the distance.

"Huh?" In front of the entrance to the rock lair, a vague figure shrouded in darkness couldn't help but be slightly startled, as if it didn't expect that someone could force its way out of this solid and thick rock wall. However, he was surprised and surprised, but his reaction was not slow at all, and his hands weaved a set of incomparably complex hand shapes with extremely fast speed, and then pointed at Gao Wen's distant figure.

But as if nothing had happened, Gawain's distant figure seemed to pause imperceptibly, but it still fled quickly into the distance, and soon only a small point of light remained.

"I X your ......" The dark shadow was surprised again, this time he couldn't help but curse a dirty word, and the sound was so ugly that it sounded like cutting meat with a string.

It wasn't really like nothing had happened. At the high-dimensional level, which was difficult to see with the naked eye, a seven-ring arcane magic was formed in the magic net, and the distorted law of life was forcibly projected on Gao Wen's body, but it did not cause much substantial damage under the resistance of his fighting spirit.

"Why don't you make a move? This guy has been hit by one of my internal organs, even if he resists the effect of internal organ stripping, he must be injured. You just have to delay him a little longer, and we can just deal with him. The dark shadow roared to the other side, and the unpleasantness was promoted directly from the string cutting flesh to the string killing chicken.

"I've calculated that you're probably the last seven-ring arcane you can unleash. If you want to meddle again, do you want to use other arcane arts or scrolls? If you leave too many traces of battle, even if you kill him, you will be exposed. It's better to let him go like this, and the news can reach Oroyosta more quickly. ”

With a dark and hoarse voice, a dark shadow condensed into a slender figure on a treetop on the side of Gawain's escape, and under the faint moonlight, it could only be seen that this was a woman with a tall stature and an excellent figure, but her head and face were completely shrouded in darkness.

"Anyway, this is a failed plan, but it's not my responsibility, it's your night owl's responsibility! What battle plan did that dead fat pig specify? He actually put his general combat power on luring those druids, and let me deal with these highland hillbillies alone. The black shadow here was still roaring, and the voice was as ugly as killing a chicken, full of dissatisfaction. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, and a light lit up above his head, illuminating his figure and the surrounding situation clearly.

This is a tall and thin man who looks to be forty or fifty years old, wearing a very fine and luxurious mage robe, and this robe is still obviously trimmed, not as wide as an ordinary mage robe, but more like a delicate dress, this tall and thin mage's hair is also carefully groomed into beautiful curls, looking like he is going to a grand and luxurious ball. It's just that the corpses lying on the ground not far in front of him are extremely terrifying, the corpses of several holy warriors are deflated, and the puddle in front of them is full of various internal organs and organs, but they don't have any external injuries on their bodies, only their mouths are wide open like black holes, and they seem to have vomited out all their internal organs to death. The old mage was left with only a clean skeleton below his head, all flesh stripped and kneaded into a large ball of flesh between his own skeletal hands.

"Also, why do you want me to use these disgusting undead arcane arts? I have to make such a disgusting scene?" The tall and thin mage also seemed extremely dissatisfied with the terrifying scene around him, waving his hands and continuing to shout in an extremely unpleasant voice. "And I'm not good at using undead arcane arts! Every high-ring formula has to be improvized, which makes my spirit consume exponentially! You guys have to waste two rotten sac alienated eight-ring scrolls, is that fat pig playing with children and is insane? This scum should be eliminated from the legion as soon as possible!"

"You've said enough. The woman at the top of the treetop coldly stopped the grumbling of the man below. "You are only doing what you are told, if there is any problem, please go to the Earl to complain, as long as he nods in agreement, I have no problem if I really get rid of the fat pig. For now, I advise you to go and get those things as soon as possible and leave. With such a strong necromantic arcane fluctuation, it was easy to attract the attention of the elven druid. There's no way a couple of guys over there are really putting the elf druids on for long. ”

"Okay, okay, I don't bother to care what tricks you night owls are up to, even if you want to go head-to-head with Incre, it's not us who will have the first headache. The tall and thin mage below beckoned, and at this time, the alienated corpses in the rock lair were rushing out, and under his command, they were all picking up the scattered things on the ground, which were all dropped by the failure of the folding bags that the craftsmen and mages had lost their spiritual support after they died. With the exception of a few golems and personal belongings, most of them were tightly encapsulated wooden crates and boxes, which were apparently the materials that the Artisan Mages wanted to send back to Inclave.

The mutated corpse swept away these things, and the other corpses left on the ground also fused into a part of themselves, combining into a huge worm-like form, waiting for the tall and thin man to stand on it, and then instigated the strange limbs to fly towards the south.