In the southeast of the western continent, in the swampy area, there are many ancient castles scattered around.

These castles were built in the past generations of pioneers, the history of the Western Continent is very long, the history of the Swamp is also very long, in the long years, there has been more than one occurrence that the climate of the entire Western Continent is relatively arid, so that the swamp area has shrunk.

At that time, pioneers from various countries (which are now the dust of history) established many large and small bases here. There are castles, villages, towns, and even cities.

For example, the territory of the "Blood Axe" Euler Papai was built on the basis of a ruined city. The place now known as "Eurah" or "Bloodaxe" was once a sizable city in the early Third Age.

Of course, there are only a few cities after all, and the largest number is the kind of fortress-style castle.

One of the castles is that they are made of solid materials, almost all of them are built of heavy stone, and many of them are reinforced with magic. Not to mention a few hundred years, even a few thousand years does not affect - on Earth, there is no magic reinforcement, and there are still a large number of stone buildings thousands of years ago in the primeval forests of Mesoamerica that have survived to the present day.

Second, many of these castles actually have residents and have been maintained.

Let's say, "sewage" castles.

It is a castle located deep in the swamp, probably because of the low terrain when it was built, and about a third of the castle is now flooded by swamp mud. The muddy surface was covered with moss and vines, and it looked like it had been completely abandoned.

But in reality, the owner of this castle never left.

Not only that, but its number of residents has been increasing over the years.

The owner of the Sewage Castle is called Forbel, a necromancer, and among the necromancers, he is also considered an old-timer - he stepped into the legendary realm at the beginning of the First Age, and then because of his old age and decrepitude and unwillingness to die obediently, he transformed himself into a lich, and then ...... It's too long, bits and pieces, Master Fabel doesn't remember.

As a legendary powerhouse with the old qualifications of the necromantic forces, Master Faubert rarely goes out. He usually stayed in the castle, soaking himself in the sewage and not moving, not knowing what he was thinking.

As for his strength...... No one had fought him in years, and no one knew how strong he really was.

Many people think that Master Faubert will probably live like a water plant until one day his soul is "worn out" to the limit and collapses on its own—maybe a thousand years from now, or maybe tomorrow.

But at least, not today.

Even Master Fabel himself felt the same way.

But now, he felt that he was probably wrong.

Because at this moment, outside the castle, there is a big man covered in gold, holding a large wooden stake that is also shining gold, and shouting while hitting the castle's enchantment hard.

"Open the door, open the door, send warmth to the community!"

With its strong stature and great strength, the panda picked up the stake that required five or six people to move, and slammed it into the ruined-looking castle.

With each impact, the purple-black barrier that enveloped the castle trembled, like a frightened little girl.

He bumped into it and shouted at the same time.

"Open the door! Check the water meter!"

"Open the door!

"Open the door!

After such a collision, there was no reaction in the castle, and he couldn't help but be angry, shouting: "Grandma, a bear!

As he spoke, he slapped his palm heavily on the stake, and the already golden stake became even more dazzling. But compared with the stable golden light before, the golden light at this moment has become uncertain, flickering and dimming, no matter how you look at it, it is a posture of "I rely on it, I want to blow up".

A few seconds later, the stake hit the barrier again, but instead of being bounced back by the barrier as usual, it exploded into countless pieces.

Along with it, it was blown to pieces by the barrier that shrouded the castle.

With the disappearance of the barrier, the castle, which had looked like a ruin, suddenly changed.

It was still half soaked in the muddy water, but the half above the muddy water didn't look like ruins at all, not to mention neatly, and there was a huge magic circle on the terrace at the top, which was emitting a purple-black light.

It can be seen that this magic circle is working.

The panda didn't rush in immediately, but took out his twin swords and fully activated the divine power, and the whole person simply became a rebel army who came out of a vulgar blockbuster that was read as a thunderstorm by a certain writer of five generations, or a Neolithic Iraqi city lord who came out of a famous anime work that was read as a mother by a heroic spirit, or a little bit like the light and shadow effect used in the five-cent special effects FLASH animation to emphasize "this person is strong......

In short, it's very uncomfortable.

Especially uncomfortable for the necromancy.

Watching this paladin who looked like it was made of pure gold walk into the castle, Master Forbel finally couldn't lie in the muddy water anymore and insisted on pretending to be a water weed, he sighed, did it, and snapped his fingers.

Hundreds of black necromantic creatures jumped out of the muddy water inside the castle, and in an instant, like a black carpet, swept towards the panda.

Faced with a staggering number of enemies, the panda smiled instead.

"Sure enough, it's just this kind of quantity, it's worth my thousands of miles to come and fight!"

As he spoke, he leaped into the middle of the necromantic creatures, allowing his enemies to swarm at him from all directions, only to raise his sword and stab it hard at his feet.

"Divine punishment!"

Light, Flame, Thunder...... Infinite divine power was released from his body, and in an instant, it spread over a radius of hundreds of meters around him. All the necromantic creatures in this range, regardless of race, size, or profession, all screamed and emitted black gas, and then fell to the ground, turning to ashes and vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Even the muddy water in this area changed from a dark, deep and disturbing black to a muddy and greenish color.

With just one blow, Panda swept away Master Faubert's men, turning the group fight into a heads-up.

Master Forbel was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the holy warrior in front of him would come up with a legendary move as soon as they met, and he even forgot the attack plan he had originally planned.

After the divine punishment, the power of the holy warrior will fall to a low ebb for a short time. Isn't this a death sentence in the face of a legendary necromancer?

He couldn't help but ask, "What are you here for?"

Obviously the situation is not good, but the panda laughs instead.

"You've been making a lot of trouble in West Winglyka lately. He said, "I have come to beat you." ”

"What's the beating?"

"Of course it is—first to break you apart, and then to beat you!"

With a hearty laugh, the panda didn't care about the state at all, and directly brandished his twin swords, rushing towards the endless lifeless necromancer.