The pale yellow powder lingered on the opponent's scythe, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and spread through the surrounding air with the swing of the giant scythe, mixed with a suffocating bad breath under the blowing of the monster.

The Demon Hunter drove his horse in his crotch, trying to dodge the enemy's attacks, but he couldn't even open his eyes.

The silver flames shimmering with psionic brilliance faltered under the blow of the monster, powerless against the pale yellow powder that followed.

Xu Yichen only felt a tingle on his exposed skin, followed by uncontrollable itching.

Fortunately, War Horse Apocalypse was not affected in any way under such an attack, and after finding that his master was unable to react, he dodged to the right side as soon as possible.

The massive scythe plunged deep into the ground like a hoe, then dragged backwards with the Plaguebringer's movements, plowed a deep furrow into the ground.

"Unfortunately, it didn't hit." The Plaguebringer muttered discontentedly, the muscles of its entire body exerting force during the previous movement.

This caused a terrible loss to the nest behind it, and countless plague flies were squeezed to death by the muscles.

"Teacher, you'd better find a way, or we'll have to turn into fertilizer here!" Alex kept moving, relying on improvised materials to create one simple trap after another, and threw them 'beyond the walls' without looking.

Those stupid enemies can't make the right judgment at all, and they won't hesitate to step on the trap even when it is in front of them.

The Half-Elf Ranger's open arm trembled slightly, and in just five minutes, he shot thirty-seven arrows, solving thirty-seven targets that looked like trouble.

Radia knew that she could shoot up to six more shots, and she would not be able to maintain her current lethality.

The ranger looked at his unscathed apprentice and said angrily: "What can I do about this kind of scene, you still pray that we will have a strong enough reinforcement, if we can go back alive this time, we will shoot the bow a thousand times a day!" ”

Druid Gast still looked a little weak, and he paid a great price to get rid of all the bloodthirsty vines in his body, otherwise he would become a walking man-eating plant.

At this time, Master Gast was planting another plant seed into those corpses.

These scavenging plants will quickly take root in the corpses and then break through, eventually reinforcing the improvised wall into a real wall.

In this forest, the druids' own magic is almost completely disabled, and Master Gast is unable to communicate with the nature spirits here, and he even suspects that there are no such such as nature spirits here.

Nurgle's will hangs over all the land that belongs to Him.

Every time Gast feels the terrifying will hidden behind it, he will break out in a cold sweat, and that vibrant, malicious and terrifying existence can easily destroy the faith of a druid who is not strong enough.

Karui stood on top of the Wall, wielding his axe to chop down every monster that tried to climb up, turning it into a new material for the Wall.

The foreign body wrapped around his waist that did not belong to him was already mixed with his blood at this time.

Regardless of each other, his companions, who had been fighting with him, had been bitten off half of their legs by a giant spider a few minutes earlier.

If it weren't for the human ranger who desperately grabbed him by the arm and dragged him back inside the 'wall', he would have been buried in the spider's mouth.

Legolas single-handedly contracted half of the defense of the wall, and the bow and arrows in his hand were like machine guns, constantly reducing the number of monsters.

The few elves who remained worked hard to spill a rain of death with their bows and arrows.

But the endless enemies in front of them plunged them into despair.

Like a warrior, Ephilar stood at the top of the 'wall' with a long sword in hand, carefully controlling the strength of his psionic energy to prevent it from falling into the brink of losing control again.

She glanced at the troubled demon hunter and felt that she was going to take a risk today.

Xu Yichen could feel that his eyes were fragile like fruits in magma in front of the highly toxic powder, quickly losing moisture and being melted.

The unprecedented pain acted directly on the brain, and the exposed skin was corroded, revealing bright red muscles and white bones.

The apocalypse under his crotch was drenched in his own blood, and he wailed, constantly dodging those blades full of malice.

The Demon Hunter adhered to his sanity, trying to overpower the physical pain and maintain his balance so that he would not fall off his horse.

Fortunately, a steady stream of blood flowed out of his body, turning into a silver flame, washing his body, and two lines of bloody tears washed away the powder from his eyes.

Xu Yichen knew that his face might have been melted in the previous corrosion, and he could feel the air flowing outside his teeth.

He didn't panic, such damage was not enough to shake his will, and in reality he had lost more than fifty percent of his skin.

But he got through, and this time, too.

Derived from the power of the [Regeneration] talent in his body, a steady stream of energy was transformed to try to repair the body of the demon hunter, but his injuries were too severe.

Thankfully, the plague messenger didn't use the yellowish powder again, and it was a poison to be cherished, straight from Nurgle's garden.

It doesn't have any more inventory, maybe this time after conquering this world, the Great Father, the Lord of the Plague will allow himself to delve into its beautiful gardens and collect some rare and precious venom?

"Those natives are powerless to resist, they don't even have the weakest ability to resist in the face of chaos, just like us." A tall figure in full-covered armor said, "We should leave, beware of setting ourselves on fire." ”

"This world has our close relatives, we must get their secrets, chaos has destroyed our world, and we are like dogs running from world to world." Another armoured man with a giant staff said, "Maybe we should take the initiative and thwart the Chaos plot, so we can stay here a little longer." ”

"You're the navigator, it's up to you." The other armored man saluted slightly: "Judging from the information we have now, this world is worth staying for a while longer." ”

"If we confront them head-on, we're likely to reveal our location, you know that deformed tree of life, it's almost coming to fruition." The first man in armor to speak reminded, "Are you still going to take the risk?" ”

"Of course, we have nothing left to lose."