It was about seven o'clock in the evening, and the temperature plummeted at night, combined with the cold wind of death that appeared in the surrounding air due to black clouds, and a touch of frost slowly appeared on the large grass in front of the cemetery.

And the sky overhead, which was already dull because of time, was even darker when it was shrouded in black clouds.

The silver moon hides behind the clouds, no trace of its existence, the starry sky is completely blocked, and the once vast is now overshadowed by the cold.

At this moment, the only light left at the entrance of the cemetery was the glowing armor worn by the eight church knights, and the magical brilliance that represented the imprisoning power around Brother Zachary.

The white light on the knights' bodies was mixed with dark blue, which made them not only limited in their movements, but also slowed down in their thinking, so that they could not keep up with the rhythm of the bald man at all, and they had not even reached the battlefield when the old man was beaten in a mess.

However, when someone withdrew their gaze, the icy blue color had no follow-up support, and it didn't take long for it to dissipate.

With this, the eight knights quickly regained their freedom, but instead of running to the old man's aid, they turned a corner and ran towards Brother Zachary—which was more important than that!

……

It is said that it is a confrontation, but in fact it is just a passive beating of the old man, and the thin body is constantly disassembled into pieces one after another, but under the action of a strange force, pieces of illusory body surface are born.

This skinny old man was actually a very powerful spellcaster, but no matter how powerful he was, if he didn't have the time and opportunity to cast a spell on him, it would be in vain.

In other words, it was the bald man who restrained him, a violent melee fighter who came closely.

However, despite having the upper hand, the bald man with thick eyebrows and big eyes did not relax at all, and his face became more and more solemn between punches and kicks.

Because even if he had already dismantled the old man into eight pieces, and the blood, intestines, and internal organs were scattered all over the ground, he would not be able to kill the other party at all!

The hazy human body that had lost its flesh and emerged, no matter how his fists hit, it was the same as hitting in the air, and it could not cause the slightest effect!

So seeing that there was really no way to kill this big trouble, the bald man turned around decisively and prepared to rush to the rescue in the direction where his companions were trapped.

It's just that when he turned around and flew a few steps, he suddenly found that the knights who had surrounded him before had surrounded him at this moment!

Eight glowing shields were erected high, the armor of the whole body was shrouded in all directions, the area of golden light was obscured, and the knights stood around, surrounding it almost impenetrable!

"What's the situation?"

The bald man was a little stunned by this, and then scolded secretly.

"Gunslinger!"

Thinking so, he didn't care.

His legs slammed on the ground, and the earth flew away, leaving only an afterimage on the spot, and in the blink of an eye, the bald man arrived in front of one of the eight knights, and with a strong step on his legs, he raised his leg and stepped on the illusory and solid shield in the opponent's hand, and was ready to leap away.

It was a little difficult to get him out of the close encirclement of these eight people, because it was difficult to exert his strength.

But it was easier to tell him to break through from the outside and enter the encirclement.

And from his own special heritage, the bald man is not afraid of any confinement spells, so he is not afraid of breaking into the "cage" at all.

"Don't think about recovering from the old man's beating by me in a short time, these knights are so difficult to get caught up in it, they can't be beaten to death, and now it's the right way to rescue Rowan and they run away."

As he thought so, his footsteps on the huge shield suddenly slipped, and the tremendous force under his feet was violently discharged!

The big man pounced forward, and directly fell on the shield with a dog chewing, and then before he could react, he saw the knight in front of him slam it hard, and after lifting the big man away, he threw him to the ground without hesitation, and roared angrily in his mouth.

"I sprinkled the lard, offal, your style of play is outdated!"

……

The Bandage Man is only a level 5 necromantic vampire, and the people in the church he once fought against are basically in the fifth ring and below, so he is not very clear about the methods of the people in the sixth ring church.

He only knew about the strange immortality of the Sixth Ring, as well as the abundant and powerful magic of the Ring.

But what the specific means are, it is estimated that each caster is different, and it is really impossible to generalize.

Whatever the case may be, however, it's easy to guess at the fact that the Church masters of the Sixth Ring are not so easy to deal with.

They were the real cornerstone of the Church, and they were few in number, and in Durin, there were only two or three of them—because unlike normal promotions, the Sixth Ring was not something that could be lifted up with a single pull.

The undead Sixth Ring can't cast spells while healing, but is it really impossible to deal with enemies?

Not necessarily.

They must all have their own backs.

This is certain whether it is the bandage man in the past or the current Shire.

Before, it wasn't necessary, just because it wasn't necessary, or maybe it cost a certain amount, but now, when he sensed that there was an unknown and "powerful" enemy around him, the old man would still be so calm?

……

As Charles expected.

After seeing the bald man being knocked down and imprisoned by eight knights in succession, the scattered translucent old man who had been beaten did not watch indifferently as before, but after vigilantly scanning the surroundings, "stepping" quickly walked up.

Then he didn't see any incantation behavior, squatted down, raised his hand and touched it directly on the head of the bald man who was struggling, and saw that his entire body quickly dissolved like a stream of water, flowing down the other party's eyes, ears, mouth and nose into the bald man's body.

As a result, the body of the big man who was struggling suddenly shook, and his whole body trembled violently, and then the joints of his limbs made bursts of violent noises, and the seven orifices continued to spill out black and purple blood!

The water that had infiltrated its body eventually flowed back, slowly gathering to become the appearance of the old man before, but it looked a little hazy.

Glancing at the unconscious man with his eyes closed, he immediately motioned for the knights to let go of the restraints, and then raised his hand to look around.

He seemed to be motioning for them to search the area for the Shire's hidden enemy.

It's a pity that the knights just got the order when they suddenly appeared with a scream.

"Quick, I can't hold on!"

They turned their heads sharply when they heard the sound, only to find that Brother Zachary, who had been holding his confinement with his eyes closed before, had patches of cold frost spread all over his body at this time!

Tiny, dense ice crystals emerged from his head, followed by bangs of brown hair, closed eyelids, dilated nose with tension, pursed lips......

Under the surrounding golden light, the cold particles that should have been dark blue emitted bursts of brilliant brilliance, and the white cold air overflowed from it, and under the golden light, it looked very beautiful.

However, it looks beautiful, but the meaning behind it makes their hearts sink!

After the frost appeared, the caster's spirit power was blocked, and the spell area, which had been stable, began to tremble.