Seeing that the flame body completely covered the man's body, the bull head priest finally breathed a sigh of relief. But before he could let go of his heart, he was so frightened that he almost spit it out of his throat.

A roar barely inferior to Moriel's dragon roar filled the cavern. Although this voice did not have the penetrating power and deterrent power of the black dragon, the overflowing power in it directly shook everyone. Even if you are deaf, you can feel the power of this roar, the power of this sound can be felt clearly without ears, only skin and muscles, and the air in the entire cavern vibrates and trembles in this roar, and countless tiny rocks above it also rain down with this roar.

The bull-headed priest was directly shocked by this sound and fell to the ground. Even the Templars couldn't help but cover their ears.

With a roar, the fire elemental giant's body exploded. The body condensed by the fire element was as fragile as mist, and the reddish-yellow body was torn to pieces by the white Dou Qi light. Asa still didn't move in place, and the elemental giants covering him were directly torn to pieces by him with his fighting spirit.

Lancelot, who was in the center of the gravity field, still couldn't move, his face and eyes were terrified, and even his expression didn't fluctuate when the Templar was burned alive by the fire elemental just now.

He knew very well what the weight of the vindictive spirit meant, and he wouldn't be surprised if it happened to Gru, but it happened to Asa.

When the second fire elemental rushed over, the thinner man who had fallen with Asa met him. That's Rodhart.

Rodhart didn't use a weapon, he crashed into the fire elemental's arms almost naked. There was not the slightest fighting spirit on the surface of his body, and the squeaky burning sound and the smell of scorching suddenly diffused from his body, and there was a strong rancid smell in this scorching stench.

Rodhart moved in the body of the Flame Giant. Under the effect of this gravitational field, his movements were actually quite fast, but no matter how fast he was, it seemed impossible for him to do anything to elemental creatures like the fire elemental with his bare hands. But the fire elemental giant's body continued to twist and weaken with Rodhart's movements, and finally a wail dissipated.

The fire elemental body scattered and disappeared. Rodhart was exposed, his whole body was completely charred, like a broken statue carved out of charcoal, carbonized muscle and skin emitting black smoke and a heavy stench, peeling off one by one under gravity. The only thing intact was his right hand, which was topped with a black block of ice, which he had condensed from the necromancy in his water magic mixture.

Cutting the elemental core through the fire elemental body with water-based mana is undoubtedly the most effective method for fire elemental creatures. And to accurately capture the free elemental cores inside the fire element, it seems that drilling into the body is also the only way. It's just that no one has ever thought of using such a method.

Naturally, Asa would not have known about this method. This is what Rodhart himself came up with in such a situation.

What was left in Shante's transformation was not only his mana, but even their judgment and intelligence, and the top-level transformation of necromancy was not anything like a zombie puppet. Except that he has no autonomous consciousness and is really not alive, he is no worse in any way than when he was alive.

The tremors of the ground began to wane. The effect of the gravitational field is slowly fading. The Templars' bodies slowly relaxed, but their mood only grew heavier. They felt the scent emanating from Rodhart's body, it was not a scent that a creature could emit, and judging from the speed of his movements just now, the strength speed of this non-human person was even far above them.

But no matter what, they knew that they had to stop the one who healed the black dragon, and the two sword-wielding Templar Knights gathered all their fighting energy and strength that were slowly accumulating, and rushed towards Asa.

But a body that looked like a muscular fortress crossed in front of them, and it was Cilika. His massive body was completely in front of Asa, and like Rodhart, he was bare-handed and unarmed, swinging two huge fists at the two Templars.

Both Templars made a movement at the same time, and the long sword in their hands slashed at Helika's arm, and the white magic and fighting spirit on it had been condensed to the strongest. They could all see that this muscular giant and Rodhart were the same monster, and any threatening tricks and indecisive kills were meaningless in front of them.

Two long swords that shone with white light slashed into the gray muscles. There is nothing wrong with the priest of the temple to judge.

In the face of this undead monster, even if it cannot be killed. Cutting off the hands and feet was also the most effective way, but they were wrong in judging that such a sword could not completely cut off the arm that was as thick as an ordinary person's thigh.

The weapons that can be used by the Templars are nothing less than the best of magical weapons, and when infused with their fighting energy, even an arm made of steel can be easily cut off, and Helica's arm is certainly not steel. However, the Templars found that the steel was still difficult to cut. The gray muscles are not only hard, but also the toughness and elasticity in them are even more full, and the two long swords can only cut into the bones, and the strength and fighting spirit on them have been dissipated, and they cannot be advanced by an inch.

Helika's fist, the size of a child's head, slammed into the chests of the two Templars with a muffled sound like the sound of two siege engines crashing into the gates.

The two Templars flew upside down as if they had been hit by the sledgehammer of a siege vehicle, and the glorious armor on their chests had been dented by Moriel's blow just now, and now it was almost sunk into their chests. After stumbling to the ground, blood spilled out of the mouths of the two, and they finally realized that something was wrong when the long sword slashed into their arms, and after all their strength, they leaped and dissipated most of their strength, which was not too serious.

It's just that this punch has dealt them a psychological blow that can't be repeated. Although the consumption of fighting energy and strength is quite large, and their condition can only be regarded as half of the peak, but after all, they are Templar Knights, and they are the top warriors in the continent, and they can't even parry a single face.

The power of this punch was not much different from the blow that Morriel had just hit them in the chest. Moreover, both Templars could feel that several curses of necromantic magic spread from each other's bodies at the same time as they were hit, but fortunately the Radiant Warframe had special resistance to curses, otherwise they would not even be able to stand now.

With a crack, a bolt of lightning erupted from the wand on the hand of the minotaur outside the cavern, sending arcs of lightning through Cilika's body. Immediately, with the incantation of the bull's head sacrifice, another sharp stone pillar protruded from the ground and slammed into Helika's body.

The bull-headed priest outside the cave had just risen from the ground, waving his wand in his hand. At this time, there was no clear boundary between friend and foe, as long as it could stop the man's treatment of the black dragon. He hoped to use this magic to contain this muscular fortress-like monster.

But the white arc of electricity had no effect on Helika's body as if it were just decoration, and the stone pillar shattered immediately on his body, and his muscle fortress did not even shake for a moment. The only effect of this lightning spell seemed to be to make Helika notice the bull-head sacrifice. The only effect of this lightning spell seemed to be to make Hilika notice the bull-head sacrifice. He twisted over huge

The head year sacrificed to the bull head, and Mu Ran's eyes made the cow head sacrifice almost sit down on the ground again.

But the bull-headed priest immediately reminded himself not to be afraid. Although the gravitational field is weakened, it is still effective, and although this monster is terrifying, it is not easy to come over such a long distance.

Although Helika did not try to come over, he just grabbed the tail finger of his left hand and pulled it off, and then with a wave of his hand, this finger flew towards the bull's head sacrifice with a fierce wind breaking sound.

After all, the bull-headed priest had been vigilant, and rolled to the side as he waved his hand, and the finger just grazed his head and crashed into the rock wall of the tunnel not far behind him. It's just that the strength of this finger is too great, and when it crashes a piece of the rock wall, it also shatters itself, and the small inner pieces and black juice splash everywhere, and also splash on the body of the bull-headed sacrifice.

The bull-headed priest let out a roar almost comparable to that of Asa just now, jumped up from the ground like a fish that had suddenly been thrown into a frying pan, rolled twice in the air, and then fell without any breath or sound.

Wellskai had already stood up, drew his golden bow and mounted a demon-breaking arrow. But his hand did not let go, and he did not dare to let go. He knew that this arrow would not be able to knock down the muscle monster no matter what, let alone Asa in the back. And if he made that monster throw another finger, or even an arm, because of this, he knew he couldn't afford it.

The effects of the gravitational field were slowly dissipating, but no one in the Templars dared to move anymore. They could all see that no matter how much they moved, it was useless.

They looked at the three people who had fallen from the sky with a look of complete shock. This look should generally be worn when people look at them.

Assa's hand was still on the black dragon's body, and the light of restoring magic continued to shine on Moriel's body, and the breath exhaled from the dragon's mouth slowly grew louder and louder.