In the eyes of the two swamp witches, a burly giant man about two meters tall stood up from the skull of the undead behemoth and shouted something to them that no one understood.

What is a community, and what is warmth?

The two swamp witches were only curious about these questions for less than 0.5 seconds, and then turned their attention back to the giant man.

At the giant's shout, the undead beast slowed down as well, and finally came to a stop a hundred meters away from the hut - that is, the flower path that the two swamp witches had worked so hard to spread was almost ruined.

If it was just a monster—even a monster that the sisters, the Flower Witch hadn't seen—they would have struck out.

But if the monster is just an undead minion, and its master is still on it, then things are different.

Compared to the flower trail, it is the right choice not to act rashly at this time.

At this distance, both Zhao Li and the two swamp witches could see each other clearly.

At this time, the eyes of the two sisters Flower Swamp Witch were full of solemnity, and the spell that had been chanted was tightly clenched in their hands, and it could not be triggered—although the other was a burly supergiant, there was no doubt that they both felt the dark magic that loomed from each other's bodies.

Could this two-meter-tall super muscular man be a demon hunter who has practiced dark magic?

The glamorous sisters exchanged a look with each other, full of shock and incomprehension.

What kind of strong man is this?

The strong man still looked quite young, but he had a fierce bald head, no, not only a bald head, but also a single eyebrow or beard on his face, which looked a little strange - and at the same time seemed to have a bit of a familiar feeling.

The brawny man was dressed in a potholed, horrible metal armor with horrible tooth marks and corrosion marks that would make it impossible for the two swamp witches to imagine what kind of battle the brawny man had experienced.

There is no doubt about the strength of this strong man, and what makes the beautiful wizard sisters even more remarkable is the weapon that this strong man holds.

Two huge silver hammers that looked too heavy to be done.

"Even the Demon Hunters—the strongest Bear School Demon Hunters wouldn't be able to wield such a weapon, would they?"

That was the first thought of the two swamp sisters - it wasn't surprising to be able to wield it, but it was another thing to wield such a heavy weapon into battle.

At the same time, they once again set their eyes on the strong man's eyes, ears and other facial features - if he was a demon hunter, his facial features and other parts would become completely different from ordinary people, judging by this, the strong man in front of him was obviously not a demon hunter.

"No... It's not a demon hunter..."

The two swamp sisters were even more puzzled, how could they be so strong and at the same time master the power of magic if they weren't demon hunters?

And not only that, the biggest reason why the two swamp sisters didn't dare to throw out the magic in their hands was because of this giant's black magic attainments...

It was enough to look at this undead servant in front of him.

This undead servant was obviously transformed from some kind of monster - the two swamp witches still couldn't tell what kind of monster the undead monster in front of them was, they didn't know the existence of the swamp monster, but their impression of the monster was that it was "huge" and "good at activities under the mire", and they had never seen what a swamp monster looked like when they came ashore and took off their muddy body.

And one of the basic laws - the bigger the monster, the more difficult it is to deal with, and the big monster in front of you is obviously the same, and a wizard who can kill such a large monster and transform it into an undead servant should not be underestimated.

From this point of view, this giant man is a wizard whose strength is not inferior to the two of them.

And in Zhao Li's eyes, he now has a thought - "MMP, these two female wizards are inevitably too lustful..."

This was the first time Zhao Li had taken a serious look at the two swamp witches - in the past, even if he or Bolton had come here, most of the time they would leave their things at the door of the hut and leave on their own.

Even when the swamp witches gave them orders or taught them some magic, they were in the hut and rarely came out - and then again, even if they did, Bolton and Francon would not dare to take a good look at them.

The two swamp witches were really, really, pretty, and certain that there were no cosmetics in the swamp, but the skin of the two witches was blown-out, ruddy, and seductive—the most important thing was that they didn't wear a single strand, and there was not even a small piece of cloth on their bodies, but the long black hair that could cover their bodies the most.

The two swamp witches can be called "black long straight" just by virtue of their long black and beautiful hair, the long hair hangs softly to the waist, like a pitch-black waterfall, with the witches' fair skin, beautiful faces, long and straight legs, there is really an unimaginable visual impact and temptation.

"It's been a long time, so you two are so beautiful. ”

Zhao Li said a little cheaply.

In any case, the baptized warrior struggled out of the line of life and death several times after crossing over, and it was no problem to resist this little temptation.

"Long time no see?"

The two swamp witches were obviously a little confused, and the younger sister witch asked loudly with a straight face, "Who are you, and why are you destroying our flower path!"

Although the bald and burly giant man in front of him is very mysterious and powerful, if you want to say that your two sisters will be afraid of him... That's not necessarily, magic things, how can you say accurately.

Besides, the loser can't lose the battle, the dialogue between the dark wizards, especially in the case of possible disputes between the two sides, the weak side is easy to be eaten to the bones...

"Don't you recognize me?"

Zhao Li looks familiar, but in fact, it's quite normal that he doesn't recognize it, his current appearance is not only much taller than the "Francon" who was just crossed, but also has a huge body size, and most importantly, he has become a hairless bald head!

As if he hadn't noticed the ripples slowly approaching him in the muddy swamp around him, and he didn't notice the more than ten human-faced demon birds that began to hover above him, Zhao Li pointed at himself and replied: "I'm Franken, I'm the salt for you, no, I'm bringing the courier for you." ”

"Franken?

The eyes of the two swamp witches widened, and they directly chose to ignore the second half of Zhao Lishen's chatter.

Didn't Bolton tell them that this stupid apprentice had eaten the mutant inducer of the water ghost and ran away insanely?

Besides, isn't that apprentice very thin?