The half-lich was getting closer and closer to the edge of the woodland, and he could even see the light coming in from there.

The gunfire behind him intensified, and Diego no longer infused the bullets with the power of holy light, and the first thing he had to do now was to hold back the Dark Dean. It is impossible for a good hunter to allow an injured prey to escape easily.

The Dean of Darkness grinned, he could feel the restlessness of the hunter's heart, and that restlessness was a reflection of his own mood a quarter of an hour ago.

"Perhaps, I should have left him an impressive farewell present before leaving." He was thinking to himself. He turned to face the direction the hunter was chasing, the surging mana shining between his fingers, ready to burst with the power that destroyed everything.

However, left and right, the pursuers did not appear!

"Coward!" He scoffed dismissively. But at the moment when he was about to turn away, a fist-sized circular object flew from behind the bushes in the distance, and the dark dean subconsciously activated the frost shield in front of him. However, the explosion he imagined did not happen, only a soft snort, and a thick white smoke erupted violently from the thing, filling the entire jungle in an instant.

The mage subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, but after a few seconds he realized that his undead body no longer had to worry about the stimulation of the smoke. But just as he lowered his arm, he suddenly heard the low roar of a beast behind him.

He turned, unleashing the magic that had been building up in his hand, and the icy ice spear whistled out, but the spell didn't hit its target, for all he heard was the sound of branches breaking.

"Damn! I should have been prepared! He couldn't help but reproach himself, for as part of this profession almost all hunters kept wild beasts, which accompanied them in their explorations, hunting, and even battles in the wilderness. Hunters, never alone.

As if in response to this reckless attack, a huge beast shadow leaped silently out of the smoke and pounced on the Dark Dean, its sharp claws cutting deep grooves into the surface of the ice shield that suddenly emerged. For a moment, the claws danced wildly, and the ice chips flew.

According to the standard response of battle mages, the Dark Dean immediately cast the spell of Frost Nova. The force of the frost swept away like a wave, and before the lynx could jump away, it was frozen in place by the ice tide.

However, before Gardin could breathe a sigh of relief, the yellow leopard let out a sonic roar, and the furious wild power exploded through its body, enveloping it with a layer of blood-red light. The frost that bound it shattered in an instant under the impact of this force, and the freed beast pounced wildly, no longer dodging, no longer retreating, but frantically biting and grabbing, its scarlet eyes full of bloodlust and madness.

The Dean of Darkness was terrified by this crazy attack, he had never experienced the baptism of blood and fire on the battlefield, he was completely shocked by the momentum of the yellow leopard, he even forgot to attack, only to inject mana into the frost shield to strengthen its defenses.

He involuntarily stepped back to dodge the beast's attack, and before he knew it, his vision suddenly widened, and he was surprised to find that he had stepped out of the range covered by smoke grenades.

"Hey!" The Dean of Darkness heard someone greeting him from behind, and he looked back in amazement to see a black, thick barrel blocking his eyes, and the dazzling power of holy light was pulsing impatiently in the chamber of the gun, and he couldn't wait for the moment when he was released.

"Die!" The voice said indifferently, and then the gunfire roared, and the bullets the thickness of carrots roared out in the light of the Holy Light, striking the half-lich.

The Frost Shield, which was fending off the Yellow Panther's frantic bite, didn't have time to turn back in this direction, and with a muffled "poof", half of the Dark Dean's skull and the face towel that covered his terrified expression were lifted out, sprinkling red and white all over the sky.

Without the support of its mana, the shield of frost dissipated into the air. The Dean of Darkness slowly fell to the ground, his corpse twitching until it stiffened completely, but no blood poured out of the horrible wound, and his blood had stopped flowing the moment he turned into a half-lich.

Guan Haifa stopped attacking as the Frost Shield dissipated, the fury that had consumed too much of its stamina, and it walked back to Diego with some gasp, rubbing his calf lightly.

It's that simple? The victory came so easily that Diego was a little skeptical that he had killed the real Dean of Darkness, and he walked over to the corpse and picked up the famous staff.

He could feel the filthy but powerful power contained in the loot, a cursed weapon of evil that would be tainted by all casters who wielded it.

He took one last look at the staff, then dropped it next to Gardin's corpse.

"Let's go, Guanhaifa!" He whispered.

Dezko shouted and charged at a crypt demon who was about to spit spiders at the orcs, and managed to knock his spitting off target, covering the heads of several Scourge soldiers head-on, wrapping them tightly together. But before he could swing his hammer and smash the unbalanced spider monster to shreds, a vicious corrosive spell struck him in the back.

The mane of the hit part instantly withered, revealing the skin and flesh that began to rot underneath. The intense pain of the body stimulated the minotaur and made him let out a painful roar. He angrily summoned the spirits of the earth to pour out his pain on them. Reluctantly, the Earth Spirit was quick to respond. Directly in front of him, the ground shattered as if a massive underground creature had arched underneath it, and the crack stretched to where the warlocks stood, and a caught off guard stepped into the air and fell into the crack, and at their screams of terror, the ground snapped back together, and dark red blood spurted out of the crack like a fountain, wetting a large stretch of dry land.

The other adventurers were also attacked by spells, and the druid bear was covered in frost flowers, and its hair stood on end, making it look like an oversized hedgehog; The orc, on the other hand, was ordered a few arcane missiles, and the dimples in the brass armor on his chest clearly illustrated the power of the spell; The dwarf fared better, thanks to his well-designed shield and his low height, as it was difficult for the mages to lock on to him in the crowd, and they couldn't even see his helmet.

When Diego emerged from the jungle and saw such a precarious scene, he quickly crouched on the ground, aiming in the direction of the Scourge mages. Beside him, Guan Haifa ran like lightning towards the farm.

But before he could pull the trigger, he was surprised to see a group of humans on war horses appear on the north side of the farm, in the direction of the main road.

He subconsciously turned the muzzle of the gun and aimed that way. Through Znik's scope, he saw the humans dressed in silver-white armor, and the robes on their chests were painted with glowing sunrise patterns.

It's the Silver Dawn! He knew right away who they were. This is definitely great news for adventurers in difficult situations, because Silver Dawn has always been a mortal enemy of the Scourge Legion, and as long as they meet, they will never fight to the death.

He was pleasantly surprised to see the knight at the head of the team raise his hammer aloft, and the head of the hammer glowed as silver as the moon. The light spread from the hammer, shining on the warriors, bathing them in light. Then the knights shouted and charged!

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