Fraser was still a little hesitant, his own situation was safe, but the mercenaries on the tree were already in danger, and the flesh beasts had crossed most of the trees one after another, but fortunately they didn't know how to cut the tree, otherwise the tree would have fallen long ago.

"What are you waiting for?" Lyria was also anxious, and she kept shooting her bow and arrows under the tree, shooting down the flesh beasts that tried to jump up, but her bow and arrows were running out.

Fraser frowned, raised his sword in front of him, and slowly slid his left hand over the blade, red blood flowing down the sword's blood groove all over the blade. I saw that he raised his sword in his right hand and slammed it into the ground, half-kneeling on the ground and holding the sword tightly, with him as the center, an invisible force spread like a wave to all directions, and everywhere he went, all the flesh beasts turned into ashes, blown away in the wind, and disappeared without a trace. The ashes of the flesh beast under the tree were piled up in several thick layers, and the cold wind couldn't blow them all at once.

The waves stretched beyond the camp, and all the flesh beasts were wiped out, and Fraser couldn't support his body, barely letting himself fall with his left hand. The mercenaries jumped from the tree, and Lyria ran over to help him up, but Fraser stopped her. "Don't come here, it's not over yet. ”

"What?" Before Lyria could react, she froze in place, a sense of oppression coming from ahead.

"So you know I'm here. "The source of the feeling of oppression came from a man's voice.

Fraser snorted and looked up at the front. "Come out, evil mage. ”

The mercenaries looked in the direction of the sound with a puzzled expression, they didn't know what Fraser meant by the evil mage, but the sense of oppression was real.

A man in a black robe slowly emerged from the darkness, his short gray hair was disheveled, his face was full of tiredness, his pace was unhurried, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to deal with the prey in front of him. "You can also do magic, so it's not surprising to know that there are evil mages, but I didn't expect that there would be a magic swordsman like you among the people who came to the Westwood Forest, it seems that I still underestimated you. ”

"Demon Swordsman! I said he was a Demon Swordsman, you just don't believe him!" Barney said to his companion.

Geoff pushed him away impatiently. "Shut up, Barney, or you'll be the first to fight that black-robed man. ”

Fraser breathed a sigh of relief and drew his sword from the dirt. "Who are you and why are you here, and what does the resurrected mercenary in the graveyard have to do with you?"

The black-robed man stared at Fraser for a moment, then smiled smugly. "You won't pose any threat to me anyway, and it doesn't hurt to tell you, my name is Valafar, and I'm here to guard the secrets of the cemetery and stop anyone who tries to uncover them. ”

"What's the secret of the cemetery? Where did you learn the evil magic? There are not many mages living on this continent, and evil mages are even rarer. Fraser was half-on his knees, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to get up.

Valafar didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. "Of course it's taught, but it's better that you don't know the name of that person, it's part of the secret, and he told me that anyone who knows this secret will die, even if it's just a little bit of it, and I'm thinking about whether you count. ”

"Hmph, I see. Fraser finally slowly stood up and patted the dust off his knees. "That's Nigel, I'm right, right?"

Valafar's face changed color suddenly. "You know Nigel? How do you know, he should have been hiding it well. ”

Now it was Frazier's turn to smirk. "Not only do I know, but I know him well, much more than you know him. ”

"It doesn't matter, since you all know it, you're going to have to die here today. Valafar regained his composure.

Fraser looked at him calmly. "I guess he didn't tell you the price of learning evil magic, did he?"

"The price, what the price?" Valafar's face turned sharply again. "He told us that if we did something for him, he would teach us powerful magic, powerful enough to run rampant with Wallis. ”

Fraser pouted. "In some ways, he is not lying, evil magic is indeed powerful, and all other magic is almost all restrained by evil magic, but on the other hand, how can such a powerful magic be easily learned and cast?"

"I don't believe it, you're sowing discord. Valafar's hands clenched in excitement, ready to attack.

"Believe it or not. Fraser paused. "If evil magic is so good, why are there so few people practicing it?"

"That's enough!" Valafar roared, his hands spread out, and a green mist spread, enveloping the corpses of the mercenaries on the ground that had been gnawed away and only a few stumps left, only to see these stumps patched together in the green mist, forming several strange bodies of bones connected to rotten flesh. His body was dripping with blood, and he staggered and rushed towards Frazier.

Frazier's footsteps leaped forward, his agile figure sprinting through his body, and wherever the blade went, his body fell to the ground like a puppet with a broken string, and it only took a few seconds to finish all the bodies.

"What's going on? They should not be afraid of swords. Valafar watched in shock as his gains were wiped out.

Fraser walked slowly towards him. "Do you recognize this sword?" said a sharp charge, and the sword reached Valafar's eyes.

A violent crash resounded through the camp, and Fraser took a step back, his brow furrowed slightly. A crack suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of Valafar, and then the crack grew larger and larger, and an invisible wall shattered. "Haha, the sword in the stone is nothing more than that, evil magic is really a good thing, if the shield cast by an ordinary mage will definitely not be able to block the blow you just had, you see that I am not hurt at all. With that, he cast another shield in front of him.

"Hmph, what about that?" Fraser's left hand glowed with blue light, and suddenly his left hand swung up, and the blue light flew up to the sword in the stone, making the sword body glow faintly blue.

He then leaped to his feet again and slashed at Valafar, who was confident in his shield and had a disapproving smile on his face. Another crash, followed by the sound of a shattering shield and the screams of Valafar. Frazier's sword cut through the shield and across Valafar's face, streaks of blood sticking to it.

"What did you use?" Valafar fell forward with his legs limp.

Fraser put away his sword and walked to the side without looking back. "Let's change places, there will be people here soon. ”

Geoff came to his senses. "What...... What? And somebody? What kind of person? Is it still a mage?"

"Yes, he is by no means alone. Fraser said no more, and walked into the dark forest by himself.

"Hell, wait for us Fraser. Barney couldn't wait for Geoff's order and immediately followed.

Geoff shook his head helplessly. "Now I can only listen to this guy, let's go. ”