The four-armed Naga and the Minotaur, who were forcibly fused with corpse creation, will backlash at any time due to their very different bloodlines and camps, causing the seemingly flawless stitching monster to fall apart.

The Undead Praise Mendes estimated that even if he tried his best, he would only last about three minutes, but he had to leave at least six points of strength to escape.

Having learned from the sources of his original identity that Aldrich Tris, the newly rising Fourth Knight of Eastwood, the rumors of the death of the Banshee in the Blood Room are a clear reminder to the evil cultists of the underworld that this is a terrible nightmare that can be called a monster.

The forced interruption of the ritual was also a great blow to the host, Modisi, who silently endured the punishment of the goddess, and although his body was sleeping in the depths of darkness, the little divine essence that descended was enough to immobilize the earthly agent and suffer the pain of the god's wrath.

Knowing that this was the time limit for the Secret Sage of Dismaster, who was second only to the Black Scepter Dismaster in terms of status and strength, to participate in the battle, he knew that Lord Mordisi was hurrying to return to normal, and he must strive for a fleeting opportunity to win the final victory.

However, Aldrich Tris, who had recovered his breath, did not wait for the enemy to wait for the enemy, but took the initiative to provoke a new battle, accelerating in a semi-circular arc, closing the distance between him and the stitched monster, and the blunt heavy sword tore through the air with a scream, causing a cold sweat to break out on the forehead of the undead who praised Mendes.

"Wow!" The Cretan bronze giant axe acted as a shield, blocking the terrifying White Knight's mortal blow in time, and the force beyond the limit of the body was fed back to itself, and the side that obviously attacked did less damage, on the contrary, the tonnage-level stitching monster body was pushed back a distance, and had to retreat to unload the force.

"Justice is with me. Burning Fountain pressed down his numb hands like pins and needles, Aldrich held his sword in both hands, squatted down with his center of gravity downward, and performed a gyroscopic dance like an endless waltz, instantly attacking the undead master who was manipulating the chariot-level corpse monster.

This hand was greatly unexpected by the evil maneuver, and a cold air suddenly rose from the back of the young man wearing the mask of a goat's skull, and the imminent threat of death almost made him lose control, shouting out his true identity that was enough to stop the knight's attack, but his reaction was a little slower due to the constant manipulation of the stitching monster, and the secret sage Modisi forcibly summoned the muscle tentacles that were lodged in the cold shell, and he did not dare to take it lightly, but only grabbed the fragments of the stone wall of the minotaur labyrinth, acting as an obstacle to unloading and a necessary shield.

"Keng...... Sonorous and sonorous!" Six spiral slashes in two breaths finally brought Aldrich Tris to a halt, and just as he adjusted the rhythm of his breathing and quickly regained his breath to prepare for another battle, he had to cautiously dodge and retreat by stitching together the monster's wave-shaped serpentine blade, a transcendent weapon made of sinful amalgam in the abyssal sulfur fire.

However, the four-armed Naga's fighting instinct, after all, is not the same as the necromancer's manipulation of corpses, and seeing the flaw, Aldrich raised his foot and kicked it sideways, kicking a wave-shaped snake blade out of his hand, and then making up for it with a kick that slammed hard into the bone sword, and actually used it as a long-range attack weapon, attacking and killing the immobile ceremonial host.

The secret sage Mo Di Xi scolded repeatedly, and the four muscle whips were instantly retracted, blocking in front of him, and the force field shield was instantly deployed, deflection, slippage, hysteresis, rebound, pentagonal ratchet, spherical round shield, spiral pendulum, and various forms of protection methods were simply endless.

'Danger!'

A massive axe slash with the obituary of death was announced, without the slightest hint of the power of the bullhead's life, and Aldrich Triss's keen sense of battle caught the trajectory in advance, and dodged slightly sideways, and the blade of the wheel axe carved with the twisted evil talisman grazed the tip of his nose, cutting the solid ground into a terrifying deep ravine.

At that moment, a snake's tail swept across and blasted the knight, who had no room to dodge, and Aldrich, who reacted, slammed his heavy sword into the ground, delaying himself to avoid crashing into the rock wall and taking more damage.

"Got you. ”

The aftermath of the fierce battle interferes with the battle between the puppeteer and the Greynest Inquisitor of the Dark Police Department, the elite Night Knight Stiller second only to Titus.

Ogafel played his lyre quickly, like the sharp nails of an eagle's talon playing a piercing cicada on the strings of a wire instrument, and in an instant seven crystal clear silk strings shot out, spontaneously binding Aldrich's limbs and siblings, taking advantage of his muscles and bones, trying to control him like a marionette.

"Get out of the way, evil god toys!"

After only three breaths, Aldrich Triss burned the source of virtue and faith, shattered the puppeteer's over-swelling ambitions on the spot, and without looking too closely, swept away Ogapir with a sword sweep in one hand, and then pounced on the stitching monster and its messenger who were about to collapse with all their means.

The puppeteer, who was severely humiliated by his ignorance, was furious and ready to use his trump card, but Stiller, who was also keen to capture the fighters, the elite of the Night Knight, who hoped to gain merit from this joint operation to strangle the sewer cultists, and thus promoted to the rank, had to turn back and concentrate on the battle with his quick sword knight skill 'Snake Fang'.

"Justice will prevail, accept the sanctions!"

The golden streamer bloomed again on the blade, and Aldrich Tris, who had gone and returned, did not show any fatigue, such a brave white knight, which made the undead praise Montes's heart rise a sense of powerlessness that could not be fought against him at all, and even the secret sage Modisi was a little uncertain about the bottom line of his strength.

The battle was one-sided, and it was the hastily stitched up corpse monster that was beaten passively by Aldrich Triss. As the remains of the four-armed Naga were faintly peeled apart due to the snake's tail flick, and knowing that time was running out, the necromancer manipulated the stitching monster to launch a burning blow.

The knight saw the layers of fat of the stitching monster burning rapidly, countless tiny flames erupted from between the pores and scales, and the muscles that had been dried-up and dried up with excessive blood loss quickly withered and charred, and the extremely strong body immediately showed a terrifying hollow.

Transformed into a giant torch, Aldrich Triss had to duck away, and the wave-shaped snake blade hidden behind the Cretan bronze axe resembled a venomous snake waiting for an opportunity.

"Burn the body!" The evil cultists present had good eyesight, although their thinking was skewed, but the necromancer did have corpse explosion techniques, and they just needed an excuse to escape.

The youngest Flame Maniac threw out a few gem bombs without any distress, easily forcing the City Guard Euphorbia Warrior who was fighting him, and then jumped onto the oldest Dragon Vein Warlock, and used the Dragon Force to gain unrivaled strange power, and the two tacitly tore through the scale shield to defend the line, and climbed over the slope to leave the same way. Behind them, the medusa Melissa throws venom arrows around, while the puppeteer Ogafel manipulates the guards' hands and feet with strings to delay the pursuers.

The host of the ceremony, Mo Dixi, secretly scolded the coward, knowing in his heart that the general situation was gone, and this hidden place might not be able to be used in the future, and the secret sage who had returned to normal supported the muscle whip to wreak havoc on the altar, and made sure that the secret of the goddess was not known by outsiders.

Just as the Stitch Monster was at the end of his life, Modisi reached out and put his hand on the shoulder of Mendes, who was half-kneeling, "Let's go! This time they won, but we didn't lose either." ”

The young man wearing the mask of a goat's skull silently clasped his palms and fingers interlocked, silently chanting the last salute of the dead, "Boom!" The flower of destruction that suddenly bloomed, fueled by the remains of the four-armed Naga and the Minotaur, burst out their anger, hatred, and resentment at once.

Aldrich Tris, who bore the brunt of the attack, reacted in time, crossed his hands to protect his face, lunged with his head in his head, and burned the source of virtue into the wrath of order, and was able to avoid most of the damage. The others were not so lucky, and were directly blown away by the violent storm, clinging to the rock wall for a long time without slipping.

When the storm of destruction had dissipated without a source, the dust had slowly fallen, and the smoke was still filling the air, Aldrich Triss had stepped over the ruins of the minotaur labyrinth to the ruined altar.

Pushing away the layers of rock fragments, the girl of the Guiqi tribe who had lost her flower crown remained safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his fingers to test his breath, and found that she was only unconscious and did not wake up, I don't know if it was because the ritual was forcibly interrupted, or if there was no reason for the failure of the sleeping potion that had been poured into a large amount of sleeping potion in advance, or maybe both.

As soon as the battle ended, the members of the squad with different duties immediately began to move with a clear division of labor, the Euphorbia and the Scale Shield Guard of the City Guard escorted the Guibi girl to leave first, and the elite of the Dark Police Department tried to find out the secrets of the evil cult at the altar, Aldrich Triss ordered his subordinates to carefully collect the armor of the Iron Soul.

Unbeknownst to everyone, the cup of blood wine at the heart of the altar was like a spiritual serpent, cunningly lurking in the cracks of the stones.

Aldrich, the strongest in the field, attracted all its hatred because of his considerable efforts, so he quietly approached the knight's side with the help of dark cover.

Even with his true vision and a keen sense of danger, Tris was always a mortal, perhaps the White Knight who was beginning to step into the transcendent, and he did not find the hidden shadow of the evil in his mind.

With a "snort", the blood snake quietly entered Aldrich's body, and the flawless mind had no flaws to be found, and it could only stay in his dragon root for the time being, trying to awaken the instinctive desire to reproduce and cause it to fall into the dark realm.

The subtle influence, the hot breath made the Triss knight a little surprised, he looked at the noble girl who was only wrapped in a cloak, the white arms that Ying Ying grasped, the soft and boneless shoulders, and the exposed collarbone, charming and a little intoxicated, Aldrich laughed secretly, and quickly regained consciousness.

It's a pity that the strange emotions and eyes he showed just now were captured by the eyes and ears of a certain big man present in time, and he made a note in his heart.

After all, the name of the fourth knight of Eastwood is too jealous of others. The transcendent status of the sons of war is closely related to the strength of their great knights, and as for Aldrich Triss, his achievements are too much to be made public, so everyone on the surface regards them as untrustworthy rumors and irresponsible rumors, but the undercurrents in private do continue to attract a steady stream of them.

These are also the result of the deliberate push of the dark underworld bosses, who are happy to see a young and promising knight go astray, and there are not a few people who expect Aldrich Terris to become the Black Knight, especially since his rapid rise in the docklands, and the rumors that he will become the new boss are unforgivable.

Destroying the remnants of Venus, one of the more powerful of the cult, Aldrich Tris proved himself in battle, but he did not know that Master Edmundo, who was in charge of the matter, was in a secluded mansion listening to the oral report of one of the Scaly Shield guards involved in the battle.

“...... To sum up, Aldrich Tris's strength is indeed close to the level of the Great Knight, and his gladiatorial battle with the highland berserkers shows a transcendent body that even the strongest son of war, Marthas, cannot do, perhaps he found some shortcut when practicing in the Whispering Forest, which is not without precedent. ”

Master Edmundo flipped through the relevant information and nodded slightly, "You're right, the White Knight, who has become rare now, does have his own uniqueness. Well...... I remember you mentioned his eager eyes, the target of the girl who was free from the sacrificial status?"

After receiving an immediate affirmative response, the master rubbed his forehead slowly with his thumb: "What an accident! He will stumble in this inconspicuous place, could it be the divine punishment of Venus? Ay...... The fall of such a good knight into the dark realm may directly give birth to a scepter...... Send more people to spy on you, and try not to let him find out. ”

Edmundo decided Aldrich Tris's future, waved his hand casually, let the eyes and ears of the secret identity return to his post, and looked at his departing back, the master yawned wearily, and gently rubbed the corners of his eyes full of tears.

'All ambitious and arrogant people, all of whom should not be underestimated. Tris, a descendant of the Vigilant Eye, one of the few lucky people who survived, knew the fate of his family! ’

Aldrich fell ill and returned to the new residence of the Scavengers' Guild and stayed in his room with no outsiders in sight. The battle of the evil altar in the sewers, the battle with the outer followers and the evil cultists, the wounds have long been healed, but the changes in his body are only known to him, but there is nothing Tris can do about it.

Even if he continued to adhere to the strictest knightly precepts, he could not stop the surging enthusiasm, and soaked in the cold well water all night to calm the wild heat in his body, he knew that this was not the way, there must be an outlet for catharsis.