"Mr. Dmitry, is that you?" Lyudmila asked tentatively, "Are you still ...... Alive? ”

The pale face contorted slightly, and opened its mouth, as if to answer her inquiry, but failed to make a sound. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lyudmila was surprised to find that there was nothing in his body, and through his open throat, the moonlight outside the window could be faintly seen.

This monster has only a human skin left!

As soon as this terrifying thought arose, the curtain suddenly swollen up, and the human-skin monster grabbed the curtain and lunged at her.

"Get out of here!" Lyudmila resisted fear and swept with a sword.

Laugh at! The blade cut through the silk, and half of the curtain fell to the ground, but the animated human skin deftly dodged the attack, and climbed along the edge, one arm wrapped the scimitar strongly, and the other whipped the maiden in the face like a soft whip.

Lyudmila hurriedly threw down her knife and rolled, narrowly dodging the attack. didn't care about tidying up the dust on his body, and hurriedly exited the confession room.

"Hey, what's going on!" Bloom heard something unusual and hurriedly ran over.

Lyudmila's face turned pale, and she pointed to the door.

Bloom curiously leaned over and glanced over, and suddenly exclaimed.

A complete human skin is crawling against the ground, looking like a wriggling python, but it still retains the human face, with every twist of the body, the face is also pulled by force, showing all kinds of strange and terrifying expressions.

"Moradin is on top! Can anyone tell me what the hell this is! The dwarf roared and threw a magic hammer.

With a loud thud, the warhammer was embedded deep in the ground, the marble slab was torn apart, and the human-skin monster simply twisted its slender limbs and continued to crawl around the hammer.

The dwarf stared wide-eyed and took a closer look, only to realize that the warhammer happened to be smashed between the legs of the human skin, and he couldn't help but curse and scold, and with a gesture of his hand, the magic warhammer buzzed and trembled, and suddenly rose from the ground and flew back towards him.

Unexpectedly, the human-skin monster suddenly stopped crawling, threw out a slender and soft arm wrapped around the handle of the hammer, and soared into the air like a sail stretched out in the wind, heading straight for the dwarf to fall on the top of the hood.

"Moradin is ......on top," Bloom looked stunned and overwhelmed.

At this moment, a scorching wave of air blew behind him.

Rumble! A cone-shaped flame erupted into the air to meet the human-skin monster in the air, sending it flying backwards, burning and crashing into the wall, before rebounding to the ground.

The monster quickly curled up in a ball and rolled on the ground, extinguishing the flames in the blink of an eye, and a large blister burned out of its skin, emitting a disgusting scorching stench.

Roland stepped on the accelerator boots and rushed over, glanced at the Yanlong pistol, the six bullets had just been converted into the Yanlong jet and had been exhausted in one go, and now he didn't have time to reload the magazine, so he decisively abandoned the gun and replaced it with a heavy sword, and slapped Bloom on the back with his left hand. Divine brilliance poured out from the palm of his hand, turning into a "protective evil" to protect the dwarves.

The "Pupil of Fate" told him that the human skin was the "relic" of Reverend Dmitry, an undead creature he had never heard of, and that it was not guaranteed to be able to use some kind of crooked spell. Lyudmila has retreated to the rear to prepare for battle with a bow, his own defense and immunity are high enough, only Bloom has shortcomings in terms of will immunity, in case he is controlled by that monster, the consequences are unimaginable, and "protection against evil" can provide him with some security.

"Brother Roland, what the hell is this!" The dwarf was terrified, wiping a cold sweat with a magic hammer.

"Good question, I want to know the answer too." Roland stepped forward, holding the emblem and praying solemnly.

"All glory be to my lord Sindra!"

The Mithril Emblem suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the room.

However, this dispersal did not have the effect that Roland expected, and the human-skin monster was directly shot by the holy light, and only trembled for a moment, and then jumped up, and flew over against the tide of positive energy.

"I'm in trouble!" Roland knew that the opponent's level was too high, and successfully resisted his own dispersal, so he had to put away the holy emblem and draw his sword to meet the attack.

Durandal roared against the wind and slashed at the human-skin monster's chest, slicing open a wound that went straight to the abdomen, nearly cutting it in half.

However, there was not a drop of blood in the thin and flexible body of this monster paper, and there was no vital point, ignoring the blade that penetrated through the body, and pounced straight on Roland, his pale face was facing his face, his eyes were burning with crazy ghostly fire, and the two human skin arms were like nooses wrapped around Roland's neck.

Lyudmila hurriedly drew the bowstring, but did not dare to fire it—the strange human skin was completely attached to Roland's body, and there was no room for her to snipe.

Bloom is also a rat thrower, wanting to hit the human skin monster but worrying about hurting Roland, who coincides with it, he doesn't know what to do for a while, so he is so anxious that he stomps his feet.

At the critical moment, there was a sudden heart-warming roar outside the window, quickly from far to near, and then, the stained glass window exploded with a bang, and a black shadow broke in, but it was a strange man wearing pitch-black armor, wearing a battle helmet, and holding a golden sword.

Lyudmila was taken aback and immediately raised the "Bow of Silence" and the arrow slammed into the throat of the black warrior.

Ignoring her silent warning, the Black Knight strode over to Roland, sword in both hands and a volley in the air.

"The demons are gone!"

At the sound of the shout, the golden heavy sword suddenly glowed, as if a round of scorching sun bloomed in his hand.

Rumble! The intense light caused the human-skin monster to curl in pain, revealing gaps in its body, which had been clinging to Roland.

The black knight grasped this slight flaw and slammed his hand like lightning, the blade of the sword cut flat into Roland's chest, rubbed against the Mithril breastplate and splashed sparks, and then with a flick of his wrist, the human-skin monster was removed from Roland's body. The swordsmanship was so superb that Lyudmila and Bloom were stunned by the onlookers.

The moment the black knight stabbed this divine sword, Roland didn't waste time, and after getting out, he didn't think twice about slashing the enemy.

Swish! With the sound of the wind breaking, Durandar erupted into a cloud of white flames filled with divine energy, setting the human-skin monster on fire again, twisting and burning to ashes.

"What kind of monster is that, it scares Lao Tzu to death." Bloom wiped a cold sweat and muttered with a palpitation.

"This is the relic, one of the saddest undead creatures in the world." The Black Knight slowly sheathed his sword and turned to look at Roland, his helmet and visor covering his face, revealing only a pair of star-like eyes, and a deep voice that made it difficult to identify gender, "If you take a step later, your skin will be stripped of by the monster and become its derivative - a new relic." ”

Despite the camouflage of his voice through magic, Roland could not have deduced from his elegant and quaint grammar that he was from Parnia.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for your help." Roland bowed to the Black Warrior according to Parnian etiquette, and opened the "Pupil of Destiny" to check the details of this person.

However, to his great surprise, the tried and tested "Pupil of Destiny" was unable to see through the other party's true face.

System Hint: The target is protected by a "psychic barrier", and you cannot see through his true form.

Roland was secretly surprised, looked up at the other party, the other party's pitch-black armor was thick and gorgeous, it was clearly a set of Parnia-style plate armor, but he couldn't see what material it was cast, the chest of the armor was inlaid with a ruby the size of a fist, carved into the shape of a skull, and the light flowed faintly in the depths of the skull's eye sockets.

Roland recalled his religious knowledge and confirmed that the ruby skeleton was the emblem of Vijeus, the "goddess of death and magic", who was the patron saint worshipped by the Parnias.