Faced with this sudden attack, the entire adventure team suddenly became confused. Underground, the dreadclaw is the upper part of the food chain, with a rock-solid shell that covers their bodies like armor. Large, scissor-like claws allow them to easily cut a person in half. They are fierce, combative, and tireless.

For any adventuring team, the Dreadclaw is a major headache.

Nearly three meters tall a monster jumped out of Jenn's side, its beak open and its piercing scream. The sharp claws tore through the darkness with the whistling wind, and pounced on the mage in front of him.

But Jenn's reaction was far quicker than the Dreadclaw had imagined.

Although as a mage, when facing a Dreadclaw attack, he should keep as far distance as possible and wait for an opportunity to fight back. But Jenn didn't do that, in fact, he didn't even move in the face of the dreadclaw, just reached out and pointed forward.

The next moment, roaring flames erupted mercilessly from Jenn's fingers, enveloping the dreadclaw in its entirety. It wasn't just ordinary flames, they writhed their bodies, like snakes of some kind of will, and quickly stretched inward through the cracks in the crust of the Dreadclaw.

Before the giant claw could smash Jenn's head, the dreadclaw stopped. It shook its body in pain, and kept retreating. What was supposed to be a shell to protect itself has now become the deadliest threat of the Dreadclaw. The raging flames mercilessly devoured its flesh, and burned more vigorously.

The current Dreadclaw is like a walking stone stove in which flames burn but cannot be vented. The sturdy skin of the stone armor kept them from leaking, causing the Dreadclaw to feel more pain than ever before.

"Wow............!!"

And just as the Dreadclaw tried to break free from the flames, Enoa was already in front of Jenn with an arrow, and then she held her right hand weakly and threw it forward with a force--the long whip condensed by thunder and lightning appeared in the hand of the Necromantic Maiden, and a series of dazzling phantoms swept through the air, slamming heavily on the Dreadclaw's huge body.

"Boom!!"

The loud sound of the lightning whip striking the dreadclaw's body shook the entire tunnel, and the dust poured downward. The loud noise that echoed through the tunnels made even the others a little untenable. And the hapless dreadclaw monster was directly pumped away, hitting a corner of the tunnel. The rubble crumbled down, burying the huge body in it -- and no one could see what was there.

The loud bang also attracted the other warring sides, and the thunderous roar that only occurs on the surface is quite new to any underground dweller, let alone when it almost explodes in your ears.

At the same time, the banshees also went into action.

They emerged from the void with piercing screams and lunged at the dreadclaws with their arms outstretched. From the outside, these banshees were so slender and fragile that a single slap from the dreadclaws was enough to smash them to pieces.

But in fact, this was not the case, and the angry attacks passed through the banshees' bodies, but they were not able to hurt them in the slightest. Instead, the banshees stretched out their arms and easily slid through the dreadclaw's impenetrable armor, gripping at its inside.

Soul and life.

Sensing death coming, the Dreadclaw began to fight back. It abandoned the bloody bear goblin in its hand, screamed and shook its body, and stepped back. But the banshee grabbed it, as if there was an invisible chain connecting them. She grows the dark hole in her eyes and opens her mouth. Soon, bursts of white light emerged from the dreadclaw's features, condensing into a stream that was sucked into the banshee's mouth.

Immediately after, the huge lifeless body fell to the ground with a bang.

The raid came and ended quickly, and in the blink of an eye, all five Dreadclaws were completely wiped out. For those who are adventurous, these monsters are terrifying beasts. But for the undead, all living beings are nothing more than fragile toys.

However, even so, Verna's adventuring team suffered some damage. In total, five bear goblins and three orc warriors were killed in the raid. They all died during the initial raid. In addition, there are many people who have been injured by different Cheng dù.

"What the hell!!"

While directing her mercenaries to take down the dead people's contents and "recycle" them, Vilna paced her feet viciously. This time it was really a disadvantage, and I encountered five dreadclaw monsters at once, which is rarely seen underground. Even Vilna wasn't sure if she was lucky or unlucky.

Thinking of this, she glanced at Jenn and Enoa again, who were standing not far away. This time, there was a hesitation in Vilna's eyes.

Although Jenn didn't show too much in the battle just now, Verna had already appeared, and he was a very powerful mage. On the surface, what Jenn did was unremarkable and any mage could have done it. But in fact, Werner knew very well how powerful Jenn's magic was.

Even for mages, the Dreadclaw is a formidable foe. Its hard armor is not only resistant to weapons, but also to the bombardment of magic. But Jenn was able to easily manipulate the flames of magic to penetrate into the gaps in his skin, and this ability to elementalize fire was only seen in the most powerful ** masters even in the city of the dark elves.

Not to mention that this is a necromancer in front of him, and elemental spells are not his specialty. Werner wouldn't be surprised if Jenn used a necromancy to kill a Dreadclaw, but it was a shock to Werna that he would use an elemental spell that necromancers were not good at to kill a Dreadclaw.

If it weren't for the dark elves' heat-sensing vision, which unmistakably told Sù Werna, that black cloak was wrapped under a living being, Werna would have wondered if it was a lich who had lived for hundreds or thousands of years.

Jenn sensed the temptation from Verna, but he didn't care, he was standing in front of the corpse of a dreadclaw, whispering something to his lieutenant.

"It's not scientific......... Why did the Dreadclaw come here? It's not their hunting ground, and there's nothing to pay attention to here. ”

Looking at the dead body in front of him, Jenn shook his head. Since there was a dreadclaw colony near his dungeon, Jenn was very familiar with the habits of these monsters.

"I think there's something wrong with them."

Enoa had the same opinion about her master's questions. Dire Claw monsters are stupid, but they are not stupid. But the way they fought just now was no different from that of a bunch of idiots. If these guys were really that easy to deal with, then Jenn and Enoa would have been able to clean up the bunch of garbage around the dungeon long ago.

"They're really wrong."

Jenn didn't doubt Enoa's judgment, and the reason was simple. Because at this moment, on the system panel in front of Jenn's eyes, the battle information just now has emerged.

[Banshee Guards attack a "manipulated Dreadclaw", dealing 2ox3 damage]

[The Banshee Guard attacks a "manipulated dreadclaw", dealing 3ox 3 damage and crit +5]

[Banshee Guard killed the "Manipulated Dreadclaw" and gained 13o XP]

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Seeing this, Jenn's heart jumped. It's not easy to manipulate something like a dreadclaw, even if it's Jenn, it's easy to kill these monsters, but it's hard to get them to be obedient. But judging from the current lucidity, it is clear that these dreadclaws have been manipulated by something. Not only that, I'm afraid that the other party has already noticed his arrival, otherwise, it would be impossible to lay an ambush in such a place.

"It seems that we may encounter an interesting enemy this time."

Retracting his gaze from the dreadclaw's corpse, Jenn muttered to himself. Jenn had no clue who had manipulated the Dreadclaw. It's not because there are no clues, but in the dark region, there are too many races with this kind of ability, and in the worst case, maybe there is a spirit sucking monster hidden inside.

If this is really the case, then even Jenn, who is a demon, will feel more or less troublesome.

Well, more or less.

"Master Mage."

Just as Jenn was frowning and thinking, suddenly a voice came from the side. He looked up and saw Verna standing uncomfortably not far from him. Sensing Jenn's gaze, Werna's right hand twitched uncomfortably, as if she wanted to do something. Eventually, though, she just reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword at her waist, then gasped and forced herself to calm down before she looked at Jenn and spoke.

"Master Mage, I think you've already appeared, it's very dangerous here. I think that if we spread out as before, it could cause unnecessary losses for both of us. If you can..............."

Speaking of this, Verna was visibly hesitant. She didn't want to do that, but her subordinates clearly wanted the necromancer to be on their side. After all, how powerful the mages were, they had already seen it with their own eyes just now. The monster that he couldn't kill with all his might, didn't even walk in front of the other party. This kind of powerful power is not available to everyone.

Therefore, most of Verna's subordinates also hoped that the necromancer could "take care" of them, after all, the two sides have the same goal, wouldn't it be nice to help each other?

Verna was not very reluctant to do this, but since her subordinates said so, she had to come and ask. After all, for Vilna, she also wants to lose as little as possible. Otherwise, even if the task is completed, I am afraid that I will not get any benefit from returning to Brandon Stone City.

What kind of virtue the gray dwarf is, Werna naturally knows very well.

But Jenn didn't say much, instead, he just stretched out his hand and waved, and then spoke.

"I see, I'll go with you."

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