The other party was wearing a spiked helmet, covering half of his face, but he was full of anger, even if he didn't read his mind, he could feel it.

The Templar seemed to be hand-to-hand combat-oriented, and he simply blessed himself with a few spells before rushing forward. Due to the effects of buff magic, he is extremely fast, beyond the limits of a normal person. ．netbsp; Muhadi was also an experienced warrior, and he knew how difficult it was to fight a magically enhanced warrior, so he didn't plan to deal with this enemy head-on. Just now on the battlefield outside, he had observed the battle of the Templar. Many of this man's powerful spells are cast by scrolls, relying on muscles rather than spells. And his thinking fluctuations are also the most violent in a group of enemies, belonging to the kind of people who are more impulsive.

The Templar dashed halfway between the two men in the blink of an eye, and the Psychic Warlock calmly focused his mind and prepared for an ability—a psychic blast.

This ability takes a long time to manifest, and its area of effect is a cone-shaped area in front of it. If the Templars continued to rush like this, they would surely enter the area of this psionic power. No matter how strong his will is, he can shock him for a moment.

The Templar dodged, and he circled to the side, hiding outside the cone, and continued to thrust.

The ability to detonate the mind was empty, but many prisoners of war who were locked up here caused the disaster of the pond fish, and were directly hit by the huge spiritual power, and their brains became blank in an instant, and they were shocked and motionless.

This did not work, and Muhadi quickly drew his scimitar to defend himself.

With a choking sound, the two knives intersected in the air. Muhadi took several steps backwards with the sheer force, and the Templars took advantage of the Psychic Warlock's unsteady center of gravity to attack in succession. Muhadi was left with several wounds on his right shoulder, left leg and lower back. Not to be outdone, the latter used the psionic power of pain feedback to make the Templars taste the same pain.

But the psychic warlock was really injured, the Templar was only mentally attacked, and naturally the Templar was in a much better situation.

Muhadi retreated and finally retreated to the front of a cell. Seeing that his sword skills are becoming more and more scattered, the flaws in the defense are getting bigger and bigger. The Templar struck hard, knocking Muhadi's scimitar flying.

The psychic wolf bent down and scurried to the side. The Templars pressed over, their backs to the cell. "You can think about your last words!" the Templar said to Muhadi.

"You don't have a chance to think about it. Muhadi replied.

The Templar was the only one stunned, and then he sensed someone sneak up on him from behind. A dagger was plunged into his back, and the stab was extremely deep, and a warm heat left behind his back.

A prisoner in a cell gave the Templar the blow, and his face was dazed.

Muhadi seized the opportunity to fight back, and the Crystal Servant maintained the focus of his ability, leaving the Templar unable to concentrate, and he picked up his sword and stepped forward, slashing wildly.

After entering the building, the Psychic Warlock first secretly gave the prisoner a deep hint of the ability, which was delayed. When al-Muhadi led the battle to the edge of the cell, he secretly threw his dagger from behind to the mortals. Then the hint that had been buried deep in his heart took effect immediately, and he grabbed the dagger and stabbed it in the back of the Templar.

The Templar, who was originally high-spirited, was first severely wounded in the back and stabbed several times in the head, but he was not dead. His talisman spell didn't completely dissipate, and he barely raised a hand to resist the slash. Grabbing the scimitar in his other hand, he leaned back and stabbed the prisoner to death.

Muhati saw it with great accuracy, aimed at the gap in the opponent's chain mail, and stabbed it from the neck under the helmet. Then, the other party's thinking fluctuations gradually dissipated, and the loss of life force dissipated.

The Psychic dropped his knife and sat down on the ground. Although this battle was short, it was also very dangerous, and he was hacked to death by the other party before he could make it to the cell. Thankfully, the previously seized ring came in handy, radiating healing energy in waves, repairing the damage done to the psychic mancer's body. After a while, he felt that his body had recovered a lot.

"This is Nibennai's Templar, Scorpio's psionic boy, and it looks like the coalition forces have already fought here?" a familiar voice came from beside him.

Muhati analyzed the other party's thoughts and fluctuations, and now it was an acquaintance, the former chief of the Crazy Horse tribe, Mediki.

"So you're locked up here too?" said the Psychic Warlock without looking back.

"It's the same with you, except it's this cell that keeps me. It's this iron mine that is locked up for you, the coalition forces have already attacked, and you can't escape if you want to. "Even if Medici is in prison again, she is still very stubborn.

"Even in the midst of the kernel, my mind is still free. Muhadi felt the repair of his body, "Psychic warlocks are inherently inherently incaptive. And the Witch King coalition that you had high hopes for has not been able to besiege this place. ”

"And what's the going on outside, are you celebrating the holidays?" Medici laughed sarcastically. "What's the matter with this dead man, a Templar would rush here for no reason?"

Muhadi picked up the Templar's saber and slashed the lock on Medich's cell, entering her cell. "Escaped from me once, don't think you can escape a second time. The last time you were captured, I treated you as well as I could. You have been raped a lot less, don't think you always have such luck. ”

"Take it off. She misunderstood what Muhadi meant, she said. "Boy. See that I don't castrate you. ”

The Psychic Warlock suddenly felt an attack in the other person's mind, and with a quick flash, he dodged a quick thrust. But the stone knife cut through the robe on his chest.

The knife looked like it was sharpened from stone fragments smashed down from the walls of the cell, and there was not even a handle, and Medici really did not give up the ** of escaping.

Hunger slowed down the opponent's movements, while Muhadi's skills improved a lot. He threw away his weapon and grabbed Medici's wrist, twisting her arm back until the stone dagger fell out of her fingers. She tried to trip Muhadi's leg, only to fall to the ground together.

Medici tried to kick Muhadi in the crotch with his knee, who curled up and used his knee to spread her legs apart. "I can possess you at any time if I want to. Men do that, but I'm not a man. ”

"Do it. She yelled at him, "I'll kill you when you slacken." ”

Medici gave birth to a child, who was already twenty-six or seventeen years old, which was not young by the standards of Attas. But she was still fit, and the signs of age didn't make her skin saggy. She glared at the Psychic Warlock with wide eyes, proud and defiant.

"Get up. Muhati pulled her up, "Let's get out of here, it's not safe here in the iron mines." And you are a prisoner of war belonging to the Scorpion tribe, and I am going to bring you to the tribe. In his heart, Muhathir couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied with Lyra. It is her transformation that makes herself lack the basics of physiology.

"So, did the coalition forces fight here?" Medici continued, not relenting. "It seems that your revolutionary government has not many days left. ”

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