"Poof!" the sound of a sharp blade slicing into flesh was so distinct. But the feeling of the weapon made Lothar's face extremely ugly, and he only felt that his axe seemed to have cut into a thick wooden mound, and the matter on both sides of the axe blade not only did not have a tendency to crack, but actively gathered inward, making it impossible for Hearn's hand to be pulled out smoothly.

It was only by this time that the smoke from the molten splatters had truly cleared, and the three of them could finally see what kind of demon had attacked them. It was a monster covered in crocodile scales and a boar-like nose. Its body is extremely long, and even though it has rushed out of the lava pool at the height of nearly two adults at this time, a considerable part of it is still unobservable. And Lothar's tomahawk was really stuck in the demon's barbed face, and he was surprised to find that this guy actually had no eyes.

"Be careful!" the mage shouted as the Count was amazed at his opponent's structure, his hands slamming into a tightening gesture. The lava pool where the demon was located instantly gathered like a monster in it as if it had a consciousness, and although the large hand of the molten lava could not hurt the demon covered in armor, it did pull its body towards the pool, forcing it to do nothing to hurt Lothar.

"Huh!" the demon's two large nostrils opened, spewing out hot gases from them, and the temperature of these two streams of air was no less than that of a red-hot piece of iron, and those who were sprayed would inevitably fester. For this monster that lives in lava, it was just a simple breath. Inhaling the fresh air, the demon's massive body went into action, countless pink tentacles like worms stretched out from the gaps in the scales beneath its body, and these tentacles snaked upwards towards the Count, who was still trying to draw his weapon.

The warrior who was unusually obsessed with the tomahawk did not expect his opponent's attack to be so strange, and his ankle was entangled in a tentacle, and the terrible thing followed by it tore open the tender skin of the human like a hungry leech, gulping down the flesh inside. "Hell. Lothar cursed, trying to get rid of the things on his feet, but the tentacles less than a finger thick had unimaginable power, and the lord's attempt was not only unsuccessful, but allowed more tentacles to take the opportunity to cling to the other foot. The intense pain and extreme heat from his legs to Lothar's nerves made him lose almost all of his mobility, and the only thing he could do was grit his teeth and hold on to the handle of the tomahawk with both hands, so as not to let himself be dragged away by the tentacles.

"Woo!" Fortunately, this situation did not last long, and with a loud wolf howl, the wolfwalkers had regrouped and launched another attack. Jack grabbed the tentacles wrapped around Lothar's ankles, trying to rip them off his companion's body. But once again, the strength of these demonic organs was beyond imagination, and after two pulls to no avail, the enraged werewolf simply bit down! The tentacles containing Lothar's flesh and blood were torn apart by the sharp wolf fangs, and the substance inside burst out, forcing the wolfwalker to loosen his mouth.

The pain of the injury caused the demon to roll, and the massive body pressed down on Jack with a terrible scream. And at this moment, Cheese had already seized the opportunity to run to the demon's side. The mage's eyes sparked with magic, and in this harsh environment, Cheese could do much less than usual. "Enough, though. Feeling the power in his body, Cheese had the illusion that he could be in charge at this point. This delusion has been shared by every caster, and some have taken it for granted and embarked on the wrong path. Grey-robed mages don't do that, because they know very well that this power is worthless to the world.

But against the ugly demon in front of him, this power is enough. The poisonous mist in the air quickly gathered between the mage's palms, making it look as if the cheese was holding a dark cloud in his hands. When the density and size of the clouds satisfied the mage's thoughts, he pushed the things in his hand towards the demon! The dark clouds silently exploded in the air, and the sulfur ashes scattered from all directions attached to the demon's body like life, and those pink tentacles could not withstand the heat, and immediately retracted under the scales. Lothar also took the opportunity to draw her weapon, and Jack dodged the pressure of the demon. When the two fled back to Cheese, the monster's body was completely wrapped in black ash, and there was no gap.

"Let's go, this thing shouldn't be able to leave the lava, it can't catch up. The mage said as he ran past the demon. Jack tried to stop it, only to find that the injury on Lothar's calf beside him had made him unable to walk on his own, so he had no choice but to carry the Count on his shoulder. This caused him to miss the opportunity to stop Cheese's action, and he had no choice but to follow the mage past the demon. Strangely, even though the three of them were so close to the ash-wrapped demon, the monster didn't react.

When the team moved away from the area of the pig-headed demon, the mage's footsteps gradually stopped. "What did you do? Why does that thing look like it's dead? Lothar asked curiously after a simple treatment of her wound. He didn't understand why he could stop the other party's actions by just sticking a layer of ashes on the demon's body.

"The demon doesn't have eyes, and since it's unlikely to have hearing organs because it lives in lava, I'm guessing that its pathways to the outside world are touch and temperature. Now it seems that this guess is correct, and the high temperature ash effectively insulates its ability to perceive the outside world. Cheese turned his head a little frightened to look in the direction he had come. He is less than 30% sure of his own speculation. But at the time, it was the only way. If the three of them drag on the battle for a longer time, not to mention the possibility of greater losses, the demon who is only watching from a distance may also wait for an opportunity to approach, and then dealing with two demons at the same time will make the situation even more dangerous.

"Okay, I'll just take my mind. The Earl pursed his lips, the mage's explanation as puzzling as ever. He tried to stand up, but the pain in his calf forced the determined Lothar to fall back to his knees. It was evident that although the tentacles had only been invaded for a few seconds, a considerable part of the muscles in the Earl's legs had sunk into it. This damage is by no means curable in the short term. "It's a problem. "Lothar was well aware of his physical condition, and he couldn't afford to drag on with such a bad body.

"What to do?" asked the wolfwalker in a hoarse voice. Both the count and the mage were aware of the Count's situation, and it was up to Cheese to decide what to do if his companions were unable to advance.

The mage's gaze fell on Lothar's lap, his brow furrowed as he pondered a solution. Usually there are only several solutions to this situation, either he and Jack leave the Earl and move on, not to mention whether the two of them can transfer Erdo as previously planned, and Lothar, who is left behind and unable to move, will definitely not survive. However, it was not a good idea to continue with the wounded companions, the smell of blood would attract more demons, and the remaining two would not be able to fight with all their might to take care of Lothar.

No matter what you do, the ending seems to be bleak.

"Listen to me, Lothar. Cheese looked the Count in the eye and said, "You can see what we are doing now. There is only one way to resolve this situation. ”

The Count of Montenegro smiled, he was ready to come to his senses. "I understand, let's go. I can take care of myself. ”

"No, that's not the solution. Both Lothar and Jack were stunned by the mage's words, but he continued, "We can't do it without you. So now there's only one solution, and that's for you to recover from your injuries. ”

"You're a little embarrassed about me. I'm not like Jack, and I can't say it's good for this injury. Lothar scratched her head and said helplessly.

Unexpectedly, Cheese didn't mean to change his mind, and he said in a serious tone, "You can." To be precise, the witch hunting knife in your hand has this ability. Remember Atticus, your Grand Knight Chief, who has the same weapon as you do, and that's why he can still fight at the age of seventy. According to the records, the prey knife has the ability to increase the life force of the user, and we do not know how this ability works, but it does exist. Now, you have to play it out. ”

"Play...... What?" Lothar looked at Hearn's hand in confusion, the jeweled eyes of the lion on the tomahawk glowing red in the firelight.