From the depths of the mausoleum, the sound of the curse coming from that darkness grew closer and clearer. The skeleton general Kurad suddenly rushed forward, his scimitar slicing through the wooden cross and the lid of the coffin, and launched a new attack on Karl with lightning speed. The blow was directed towards Karl's side, with both speed and power, and Karl was able to dodge it entirely on the basis of good skill - he did not dare to fight back against Kurad with that blow.

Karl guessed that Coolard might choose to shoot from the right next. So he turned the muzzle of the revolver down to dodge and then fired back, and he spun his upper body vigorously, immediately flipping the revolver and pressing the short scimitar in Kurad's hand, which had not yet swung a second blow. Now the cutlass and the revolver are in a horizontal stalemate, and the key to breaking this stalemate is who can attack the opponent's flawed body first.

Obviously, Carl, who had another shot that could shoot quickly, had an advantage, so he put his weight on the right foot and raised his other hand to shoot several accurate headshots in succession. The impact of the bullet shattered the bones, sending Kurad's body backwards in a continuous manner. Carl seized the opportunity, took advantage of the momentum, and charged forward, then slammed his knee into the bone in Coolard's chest. With that blow, the bones in Kurad's chest shattered.

And Karl's goal is not to kill this skeleton general completely, because he doesn't know if the opponent's weakness is the same as those ordinary skeleton monsters, as long as he uses powerful attacks to break them to pieces. So he focused his main attention on seizing the key to the mausoleum, which is why he has always chosen to have a direct close duel with the other party.

Kurad's expression became more and more hideous, it was a monster, you can't even say it had a face. But it just had a way of making the bones on his face form a hideous expression, which intrigued Carl - could a skeleton also be conscious?

Karl took two big strides to close the distance to Kourad. And the other party is obviously happy to keep Carl doing this, because at long range, its attack means are really limited. This time Kurad took the initiative to meet him, and Karl quickly half-turned around and threw a headshot at Kurad. Kurad sprinted forward with bullets in his face, much to Karl's surprise. This guy doesn't feel pain like a monster with a physical body, and that's the most troublesome part.

Kurad slashed at Karl's waist in an attempt to cut him off, and the scimitar in his hand did have that power, but whether he could do so depended on whether he was a novice with no combat experience. But Carl was clearly not, and as a roaming gunslinger honed in a deathmatch in the Impossible Zone, this attack wasn't even a threat. Karl raised his right leg and swept at the slashing cutlass, the tip of his boot kicking heavily at the cutlass that deflected it off course. Then Karl quickly raised his other leg and kicked a split-second kick that was hard to see to the naked eye, and Kurad felt as if the bones in his chest were going to shatter in the next second, and the force of the kick attack surprised it.

Karl's assault continued, and he was two steps away from getting the key to the tomb from Kurad. He had already decided how to fight back the moment the opponent attacked, and the best way to deal with the fight was to think with his head, not with brute force. He took a vertical leap forward, lifted his height, and rolled one hundred and eighty degrees in the air. At the moment when his head was downward, the corners of his mouth hooked an arc, and at the same time, the revolver in his hand had already set the crosshair on Kurad's head, and a round of bullets smashed vertically on Kurad's head. Drill through its skull, penetrate the bones in its chest, and embed bones in its legs.

Kurad was visibly annoyed by the attack, but Karl thought that the only way to fight back was to keep up with his speed. He mastered the landing position perfectly, facing Kurad he didn't stop after landing, and as Currad turned, he pressed down and slid forward. Splashes of dirt flew over Karl's face, and his attention was only on the mausoleum key hanging from Kurad's waist. He touched the key, and then he managed to pull it off Culad's waist as easily as he had expected.

"The key, I took it. Karl gave Coolard a mocking smile and slipped the tomb key into the pocket of his purple trench coat.

It wants to make this human pay, but in this case, it, already "scarred", is clearly not capable of doing so. Carl's goal had been achieved, so he took a smoke bomb from his belt, pulled the ring and slammed it under his feet. Then he covered his mouth and nostrils, and in a flash of smoke, out of Kurad's sight. When the smoke cleared, only Kurad remained in place, his incongruous expression.

The Dark Elf Archer must admit that it was the most thrilling few minutes he had ever had, and as he drew the Fire Elemental Elves back to where everyone was, he finally saw a glimmer of hope of survival. And the people who were discussing the matter of ghosts were also surprised to see the archer suddenly appear with a fire elemental elf, they didn't think it was a coincidence.

"What are you doing?" Marcos asked the Dark Elf archer, surprised.

"It was Mr. Morin who asked me to do this, and he said that elemental spirits don't easily attack items that emit magical power. He hurriedly argued.

"Then it looks like he must have some plan, this guy, always let us help him finish it. Marcos shook his head and smiled bitterly, glancing at the other three.

"Stop talking nonsense, if what you're saying about ghosts is true, then we'd better deal with the monster in front of us and find it. Fett pulled out his sword.

Marcos nodded and said with a smile. "You don't look that stupid. Fett wanted to cut Marcos' tongue off with a knife, but she held back for the time being.

The Dark Elf Archer followed Marcos' instructions and threw his beloved magic talisman at the back of the Fire Elemental Elf, and when the guy was attracted to attention, the four of them swarmed up and attacked the Fire Elemental Spirit from different directions. Underestimating the opponent would only put themselves in a disadvantageous position, and the four of them never thought that this elemental spirit with flames burning all over his body was not an ordinary Yadeyan. Of course, Uma and Mirna weren't here, or they would have warned them before the crowd attacked.

It was just a matter of moments, and the Keja wrapped around Marcos's body, and the aura gathered in Camilli's hands disappeared at the same time as it was affected by some kind of force. Only Fett and Anna managed to attack, but they were dodged by the nimble fire elemental. It was only at that moment that everyone realized that this was no ordinary elemental elf, and that they might have encountered a guy who was no less difficult than those ghosts.