"Double magic is the most powerful? Thunder guns. ”

At Khajitt's outstretched hands were two thunderbolt spears twice as large as usual, rattling sounds.

After the original second-order magic "Thunder Spear" accumulated "Magic Enhancement" and "Double", although its own level has not changed, its substantive level is close to that of fourth-order magic.

Although this true power was still not comparable to that of fourth-order magic, for the members of the Dark Sword, the deterrent power of this magic was quite amazing.

He is a third-order magic chanter, and although he majored in necromantic magic, it doesn't mean that he can't use other types of magic.

In the current situation, the use of a thunder gun is better in lethality than a bone gun.

The destructive thunder spear shot out a thunder arc and flew towards An Li.

As you get closer, you can catch the thunder and lightning from magic shrinking and the destructive power increasing.

However, although An Li has no actual combat experience, in the face of this kind of direct attack, even if she is stupid, she knows how to defend:

"Servants of my lord, with life as a covenant, protect me."

As An Li's voice sounded, it was visible to the naked eye that among the twenty demons that rushed out from behind her and were entangled with the nearly 100 zombies summoned by Khajiit, the strong body of one demon shrank slightly, and at the same time, a filthy and evil shield like blood clotted appeared in front of her.

A shield crafted from demonic life.

Two thunder guns hit the shield.

The burst of lightning arcs exploded across the pitch-black shield, radiating bursting energy.

However, the pitch-black shield did not break as a result.

Successfully blocked.

At the same time, however, Clementine on one side also attacked.

"Flowing water accelerates."

"Capacity Enhancement."

"Super Enhanced."

"Avoidance."

"Super avoidance."

With the use of five consecutive martial arts, Clementine's figure passed through the battlefield of demons and zombies like a ghost, and came to An Li:

"Little sister~ let my sister teach you what it means to fight."

Clementine, who was observing from the sidelines, smiled after seeing from some of An Li's actions that this girl really had no combat experience.

A reclusive chanter of magic?

Although it was rare, she had not seen such examples, some magic chanters who were accustomed to studying alone and avoiding people's eyes, had little combat experience.

Although the verbal title is still little sister, the age of the other party has also risen to dozens of years old in her heart, and even an old woman in her seventies and eighties like the priest of the sect.

And in the face of Clementine, who was fast, although she had the strength equivalent to level fifty, she lacked combat experience, and she was a little panicked at this time:

"Eye in the door, servant of my master, repel the disrespectful!"

As her voice sounded, a crack suddenly opened in front of Clementine.

Then, something poured out.

Chains, yes, chains.

A crisp but inexplicably irritating sound rang out, chains pouring out of the dark cracks.

Then, something strange emerged from the dark crack.

Creature?

No, that's not a creature.

The undead? Not right either.

Boosters? Golem?

Appearing in Clementine's field of vision was a humanoid creature.

But it's not flesh and blood.

His whole body was bound by strange, pitch-black chains, as if he was wearing solid armor, and there were dense black spots on his body, like a humanoid soldier piled up in pitch-black gravel.

The position of the "head" of the humanoid soldier did not have any eyes or anything like that, but in the center of the body, in the middle of the torso, a black, huge one-eyed suddenly opened and looked at Clementine.

This thing is dangerous.

The moment this thing appeared, Clementine immediately realized it.

Without hesitation, she threw out the short spike she was holding in her left hand, and flames poured out from the spike, making it look like an incendiary bomb.

And as she threw her short thorn at the strange creature, her figure quickly retreated:

"The wind is blowing!"

Like a gale, Clementine's blonde hair left a golden trail in the air, winding out of the center of the battlefield of demons and zombies.

And in the next moment, her premonition came true.

In the body of the humanoid creature wrapped in chains, chains surged up like tentacles, like arrows, like spears, towards the short thorns that struck.

The short thorns surrounded by flames were easily bound by the chains.

The flames that burned the demon to death had no effect on the black chains.

And, what's even more weird is that when the chains surge, a figure appears under the chains.

No, a corpse.

Countless chains surged, completely detached from the figure, and everyone completely saw the true appearance of the figure.

It's almost the same monster as the demon that is entanglement with zombies and knocks down the weak zombies one by one.

It's just dead.

What emerged from the dark crack, the real body, was an eyeball-like monster wrapped in chains.

Something like an octopus and a disc, a dark eyeball-like thing floated, and around it, there were countless wriggling chains.

What kind of monster is this?

Never seen and never heard of.

Neither Clementine nor Khajit, nor the people of the Dark Sword, nor Enferea, who was stunned when he saw a girl who was completely different from his impression, had never seen such a monster.

Only Ann Li knows.

This is the great demon god, the servant of Izr of the Eye of Eternal Prisoner.

It is called the "eye in the door".

On the eye in the door, in the center of the pitch-black eyeball, the pure white vertical pupil rotated with the movement of the eyeball, as if to confirm the situation:

"Fighting, sacrifice, sacrificer, what will you make a sacrifice to my lord? Killing? Treachery? Wailing? ”

The sound was rather eerie.

Sob? Grievances? Screaming? Wailing? Bellow? Curse?

It was a strange voice full of evil, like a myriad of voices mixed together.

Just by ringing, the listener felt a deep chill that could not help but tremble.

Except for Ann Li.

In An Li's senses, such a voice was extremely close to her.

Hearing the inquiry of the eye in the door, An Li took a deep breath, and the originally innocent and innocent girl had infinite malice in her heart:

"Sacrifice to my Lord with slaughter and blood, with wailing and mourning."

"Sacrifice to our Lord with slaughter and blood, with weeping and mourning!"

The Eye in the Door repeated, and his voice grew mad and wicked.

However, on the side, a blonde youth watched all this somewhat speechlessly:

"What the hell has McNarie made of me?"