Strong winds blew from north to south towards the trio, and it arrived almost without warning. The wind seemed to be magically applied, and the faces and bodies of the three people who were stabbed felt a faint pain. "Damn, this damn wind. Maffeo raised his arms to cover his face and cursed in a low voice. Warhammer, on the other hand, was sure he had seen something unusual, so he alerted the other two men loudly. "You should come and see this!"

"What are you looking at? I can't keep my eyes open!" was the first to respond to Blackburn's grumbling.

Maffeo stepped forward, peering through the gaps in his arms. There was no doubt that he saw a whole barrier of dark aura condensed there. It completely blocks off all access to the church, without any dead ends. "Looks like they're going to do it anyway, damn it, it's going to get a lot of trouble now. ”

Two dark shadows suddenly flashed in front of the barrier, Blackburn exclaimed, and Maffeo sensed the threat the moment the dark shadow appeared. So he had no choice but to reach out and draw his great sword, and by virtue of his prediction, he swung a fierce sword diagonally upward. Half a second later, there was a metal crash in midair. After this, Maffeo hurriedly stepped back, turned and plunged headlong into a bush.

Warhammer cursed, for he hadn't been able to make any effective moves so far. He slipped the grenade launcher that hadn't had time to load and burrowed into a more concealed bush with Blackburn, and was right in the blind spot of the two mutants. Warhammer stopped cursing as soon as he entered, and he stored up all his grudges in anti-personnel grenades.

Maffeo lay on his back with his back to the strong wind. Taking advantage of the short time that he was not discovered by mutants, he smeared his big sword with magic silver powder, he couldn't confirm whether those mutants were weak silver physique, but if the essence of their mutation was darkness, then magic silver powder would have a considerable effect. Maffeo didn't have the financial resources to create a silver-plated sword, which was not cost-effective for both versatility and maintenance.

The strong wind did not stop, and after smearing the magic silver powder, Maffeo drank another bottle of Elven Forest Potion, gaining the ability to mitigate the effects of the environment and natural phenomena on his body in the forest for a short time. Now, the strong wind is as gentle as a breeze to him. After making all the preparations, Maffeo decided to attack on his own initiative. In the face of those mutants, passive dodging will only make the situation worse.

Ffeo took his broadsword, turned and leaped out of the bushes. He swung his silver-dusted greatsword and slashed at the first unsuspecting mutant, its blade arcing through the air, a neighing sound that pierced through the air echoed in Maffeo's ears. The blade slashed at the mutant with little resistance, and Maffeo knew that the magic silver powder had a very considerable effect.

The first mutant fell and the second mutant attacked Maffeo, a powerful blow that lacked enough speed to give Maffeo enough time to dodge it. Then, at the mutant's side, Maffeo raised his greatsword above his head, paused in mid-air for about half a second before slashing down. The silver-coated greatsword easily split the mutant in half, as easily as cutting a watermelon.

"I think it's all settled, come out!" said Maffeo, hunched over and gasped as he beckoned to the two men hiding in the bushes.

"This damn strong wind keeps me from opening my eyes!" Blackburn whined out loud as he staggered out of the bushes.

Warhammer clapped his hands, as if to applaud. "Maybe you need a mask too, like me. ”

"you, Warhammer. Blackburn waved his hand in annoyance.

Maffeo slung his greatsword on his shoulder and walked in front of the barrier. On the other side of the barrier is the church, which, from the outside, hardly anyone would doubt that the exterior of the church is indeed beautiful. But those involved in this incident know that the church is full of squalor and darkness. Maffeo spat and reached out to touch the barrier. Cold, that's the only thing Maffeo felt, endless cold, as if able to freeze everything.

The violent character of the warhammer manifested itself at this moment, and he raised his loaded grenade launcher and said loudly. "Get out of the way, Maffeo!"

"I don't think this will do anything for this barrier!" Maffeo shook his head.

"I don't mind blowing you up. Warhammer joked.

Maffeo paced back and forth in front of the barrier, trying to find a solution. But he thought that breaking the barrier would require the help of a clergyman or a magician. Unfortunately, there are no two of these guys around him now. There have always been a lot of troubles, and it has always been. As a result, Maffeo could only act symbolically—he smashed his fist against the barrier with a large amount of blood.

Warhammer and Blackburn, who had thought that Maffeo had found a solution, were deflated almost at the same time, and the barrier not only did not suffer any damage, but instead devoured the blood gathered in Maffeo's fist. "Hell Barrier......" Maffeo stomped his foot angrily.

"Get out of the way, Maffeo, let me blow that thing up. Warhammer raised the grenade launcher once more, and this time Maffeo didn't stop him again, and without the help of the priesthood and mages, all means were the only option.

Warhammer pulled the trigger in excitement, expecting it to cause a violent explosion, but the blasting grenade that had been fired turned into a black mass the moment it touched the barrier, and it couldn't even explode. "Fuck! fuck!" Warhammer scolded.

"See? I've said it a long time ago, it doesn't make a difference. Maffeo spread his hands. "I think we'll still need the help of a priest or a magician. ”

"Well, they're here anyway, and we're waiting for them here!" Warhammer said, but the reluctance in his heart could be seen by anyone.

Maffeo lowered his head in deep thought, remembering the situation when the mutants appeared. Although vague, he believes that the two mutants did not appear out of thin air, at least outside the barrier. If the existence of a barrier is a rule, then mutants must have what it takes to meet the rules for passing through the barrier. Thinking of this, Maffeo suddenly raised his head and ran towards the corpses of the two mutants.

"What did you think of again, genius?" Warhammer asked.

"Can you remember when these two guys appeared?" said Maffeo to Warhammer as he examined the mutants' corpses.

Warhammer shrugged, "Is there anything else to notice about these monsters appearing? You've already killed them anyway." ”

"Just remember. ”

"Well, those guys flashed out of front of the church. Warhammer's answer confirmed Maffeo's suspicions.

"That's right. "Maffeo slashed at the mutant's corpse with his broadsword, picking at the rotting flesh in an attempt to find anything useful. "Where are you, Key?" he muttered.

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