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Hans put the greatsword back on his back and whispered in a slightly reproachful tone: "There is a rumor among adventurers that the lair of fireworks is said to be in the Death Swamp, but no one is sure of this. You have to thank Miss Morgana...... If we had stayed a few more minutes, we would have been dead by now! ”

Morgana is a high-level mage, and high-level mages have high-level mages to escape, but Amelia, who is a low-level mage, and Hans, who is a warrior, cannot escape from the fireworks.

In this respect, both Hans and Amelia owe Morgana to the letter.

It's just that Amelia's eyes looking at Morgana are a little complicated, because there is some confusion and ...... in them Contempt.

"I know what you're thinking." Morgana glanced at her, then said lightly, "Don't use your brain to speculate on my thoughts. Gavin won't die, he's so much stronger than we all put together. If we stay there, we will become a burden to him. ”

Amelia was a little surprised when she heard this.

She is smart and knows that everyone has their own hole cards. It's just that the swamp crocodile that devoured Gavin was obviously different, and it should be a magical creature. And the "Necronomical Fixation" that hit Gavin is enough to prove that at least one high-level mage is targeting Gavin.

Is Gavin really okay?

She wasn't quite convinced. Maybe Morgana said this just to cover up her despicable act of abandoning her lover?

Is such a person worth following? Should I choose to leave?

Hans shook his head at her, then looked at Morgana and asked in a slightly respectful tone, "Miss Morgana, what are we going to do now?" ”

Morgana looked in the direction of the Death Swamp and said lightly, "Wait! ”

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More swamp crocodiles emerged from the mire, hundreds of bandits were certainly strong, and the enchanted weapons in their hands were enough to break through the body of the swamp crocodile, but the swamp crocodile was a veritable second-order creature after all, and in the swamp, it had a natural advantage.

What's more, there are a huge number of these swamp crocodiles, with a rough estimate of in the hundreds.

The casualties of the fireworks thieves are increasing.

Scar rushed to the front, carrying a heavy combat knife.

This is a rare pure gold war knife, a war knife made of forged steel, mixed with at least one pound of pure gold, so it has a very strong "armor breaking" and "demon breaking" attributes, and also has the "slashing" characteristic, which can cut most weapons and armor under the legend.

Scar is on the tall side, about two meters, with a strong body that looks like a tiger standing up.

He wielded his sword, slashing off the massive head of a swamp crocodile.

Even considering the characteristics of the Adamantite War Knife, which can cut off the head of a giant crocodile, the power value of the scar is more than 20 points.

Extraordinary power!

Not every warrior has extraordinary powers!

And a warrior with extraordinary strength is bound to be more terrifying than other battles.

Scar roared angrily, and the pervasive bloody aura stimulated his ferocity, as well as the ferocity of the other robbers.

These are all robbers who lick blood from the knife edge, and under each of them, there is more than one human life, and their temperament is violent, fierce and vicious.

This kind of bloody killing scene is a pleasure for them.

For them, killing is like a drug, they can't stop, the more they kill, the more refreshing it becomes, and they can't stop at all.

Even his own fear of death was dispelled by the killing. In this state, they are like blessed with "berserk technique", "bloodthirsty technique" or "morale boosting", and their morale, courage, will, etc., have been improved to varying degrees.

The blood is flowing.

One corpse after another sank into the swamp, then was enveloped and devoured by one monster after another that hid in the mire. The indistinguishable monster form merged with the swamp, and then slowly "swam" deeper into the swamp, where an even more terrifying monster had awakened.

In the burial chamber beneath the swamp, the ooze master looked at the bloody picture in the mirror, and a complicated and strange smile appeared on his face.

"My baby!"

"Do you smell blood? Do you smell the smell of blood, flesh and bones? Or are you already savoring a fabulous dinner? I feel your joy from the soul connection! ”

"Eat, eat, enjoy your food! That abominable Alania wants to snatch your Crimson Heart! But don't be afraid, I'll get it back! ”

"My baby, you are my everything! Your soul is one with me, and everything about you is mine! The moment you progress to become a legend......"

The Ooze Master's face suddenly became distorted, full of malice and terror:

"Your soul will be devoured by me!"

"I'm going to be a legend!"

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Hiding in the stomach of the swamp crocodile, Gavin remained motionless.

Just like he had done with the dark elf mage before, he actively blocked all the breath, leaving his body without any life or undead features, as if it no longer existed.

Only in this way can you deceive those enemies whose spiritual strength is strong enough!

The black cat came to the side of the swamp crocodile, but the swamp crocodile did not say anything, as if the black cat was not an enemy but an acquaintance to her, and it was not the kind of very distinguished guest or owner here, because it lay still and did not pay attention.

The black cat walked to the side of the swamp crocodile with light steps, and then reached out to stroke the head of the swamp crocodile, as if he was stroking his lover, and even his eyes were full of tenderness.

Gentle as a sword.

She suddenly struck, and the magic sword pierced into the head of the swamp crocodile like a melon, and a terrifying arcane energy instantly invaded the swamp crocodile's body, stirring its brain into a pulp, and killing it completely!

Meanwhile.

The voice of the dark elf mage rang out again, but no longer an angry roar, but a roar of anguish.

"Black cat! Damn bitch! Faceless slut! Cheap slave girl! Damn humans! "The voice of the dark elf mage is full of viciousness, and it is no longer the dark elf language, but the continental lingua franca.

Sure enough, he met the black cat!

The black cat had a sarcastic smile on its face.

She pulled the magic sword out of the swamp crocodile's body, and suddenly jumped up, reaching the top of the swamp crocodile's head, her body graceful and her face hideous.

"Alania!"

She said coldly: "You used a part of your soul to transform the swamp giant crocodile, turned it into a magic beast, and obtained the ability to command hundreds of swamp giant crocodiles!" But who knows, as long as the swamp crocodile is killed, your soul will also be severely damaged! Your current strength is no longer enough to become seven percent of your heyday, right? ”