Blades emerged from the mutated arm of the red corpse raider, and the muscles that swipped snapped through the leather straps that held the leather armor in place. Based on the Dark Elf leather armor it was wearing, Fett and Camilli had reason to believe that the creature was a Dark Elf during his lifetime, and it was its pointed ears that proved it. It has now lost the last shred of its self-consciousness, and killing it is the only way.

It let out a roar and straightened its mutated arm, the blade above it flashing a cold light and slamming it towards Fett. Fett dodged the corpse robber's attack and jumped with his knife drawn. At that moment, a sharp blade from the corpse snatcher's arm broke out of the rotting flesh and swooped down on Fett in mid-air, who quickly knocked him away with the tip of his knife. On the other side, Camilli gathered her mental qi at this time and released a spiral-shaped mental aura, and the surging mental qi smashed on the back of the corpse thief in an instant. The roar it emitted was not a testament to how painful it was, but a thirst for flesh.

Kamiri took a few steps back, the flesh and blood of the spiral aura piling up in front of her, and the corpse snatcher was unmoved by the attack. Instead, a cursed aura of physical threat continued to emerge from beneath its feet, attempting to invade all living creatures present. Camilli frowned, not daring to approach the corpse stealer any longer, as the cursed aura was forming an invisible defensive circle centered around its body.

Fett hesitated as she landed on the ground from mid-air, because Camille, who was not far away, kept signaling to her with a warning look, so she finally gave up the attack she was ready for. She walked cautiously in an irregular semicircle, observing the robbers' every move. Aside from the cursed aura, the most feared thing about it is its arm full of blade mutations. Rotting flesh enveloped the entire palm, making the arm look like a blunt weapon. Only, there has never been a blunt object made of rotting flesh.

The corpse snatcher suddenly jumped to his feet, his mutated arm whistling heavily in the air, and slammed into Fett's head. Fett took a quick step and turned sideways, so that the mutated arm of the Corpse Snatcher only slid past Fett's sword. The corpse snatcher's body lost its balance at that moment, and Fett spun his body fluently and slashed at the back of the corpse snatcher, which slashed right into the shoulder armor of its left arm, but only one stroke was enough. Camilli's thoughts followed, and a wave of thoughts like white arrows of light shattered the shoulder armor on the corpse stealer's left arm, which had been cut by Fett's sword.

When the corpse snatcher lands, it means that Fett must look for the next opportunity to attack the other party. And getting too close to it is obviously impossible, the cursed aura will consume itself, and Fett will not make too risky moves. If it was Marcos, there's a good chance he'd be desperately trying to find a way to attack the monster before the curse gets around his body.

The corpse snatcher turned and stretched out his mutated arm, and at that moment Fett and Camilli sensed the threat. So the former immediately raised his knife and took a blocking posture, while the latter opened a circle of recitation qi masks. The arrival of the flying blade attack was a little slower than the two had expected, but it was only the first wave of attacks, and Fit's body appeared with wounds of varying sizes. Camilli hurriedly smashed her palm on the mental qi shield she had opened, and protected Fett by continuously sending new mental qi to it, so that the range of the mental qi shield gradually spread outward. And Fett also jumped back at the right time, shortening the time to enter the Qi Mask.

The second wave of flying blade attacks was not in the slightest threat to the two of them, as they slammed into the telekinetic shield, then lost their strength and fell to the ground and turned into a plume of black smoke. The essence of these blades is not some kind of metal, but resentment. The corpse snatcher seemed to have reluctance, grief, and resentment. The two don't know what happened to it during its lifetime, but they think that the corpse thief is likely to be Morgan.

This conjecture is not groundless, in the land of shallow analysis, in this place full of death. Very few people come here and leave alive, it's like a tomb, a natural tomb. Even if he is a master alchemist of the dark elves, it does not mean that he has the ability to resist this terrifying plague. And the so-called research, to be honest, everything can happen here, and it is basically impossible to carry out the experiment smoothly.

The moment the breath shield failed, Fett swung his sword and slid forward to leave Camilli's side. The corpse robbers, on the other hand, squirmed their feet and came this way, moving in a very strange posture that looked like crabs. Camilli even thinks they move in a pretty good way, but no one wants to listen to that kind of joke these days.

Fett lowered his right hand holding the sword, relaxed his body, and waited for the corpse robbers to attack. As Fett had expected, the corpse snatcher's primary weapon was the mutated arm. Only this time it didn't jump, but instead raised its arm and slid towards Fett, slamming the tip of the "flesh and blood weapon" into Fett.

Fett repeated his trick by taking a step to the right and turning sideways, trying to find a counterattack while dodging the attack. This time, however, the Corpse Raider failed to do what she had hoped, and as soon as the ramming attack lost its target, a powerful curse erupted from beneath its feet. Before Fett could draw her sword, she was staggered by the cursed breath wrapped around her legs, and she cursed to get out of the cursed breath.

But unfortunately, the cursed aura that wrapped around her legs made her even more immobile as it gradually thickened. By the end of the day, it was clear that she had no chance of breaking away. The corpse snatcher had now turned around and raised his arms again, and now Fett was nothing more than a static scarecrow to it, and on the surface it seemed that there was no suspense anymore.

Several white phantoms that shimmered with electric light suddenly lit up around Fett's body, and in the next second, a smash of thought qi struck at Fett's feet. The cursed aura that had been converging was dispersed by the impact of the nian qi, and Fett hurriedly jumped sideways to break away from the cursed aura. At this moment, Kamili detonated the telekinetic phantom, and the corpse snatcher roared and was drowned in the white telekinesis.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fett used the light generated by his mind to rush towards the corpse robbers. She wasn't sure where the robbers were, as the white light was also affecting her vision. But with her instincts, she raised her sword and quickly stabbed into the light with a ferocious stab. When the smell of blood spread, she knew she had hit the other side.

As the white light dissipated, the figure of the corpse snatcher gradually revealed. Shockingly, Fett's attack had blinded one of its eyes, and the whites of its eyeballs hung over its sockets. Seeing this, Camilli couldn't help but feel her stomach start to churn, but she resisted the discomfort.

The robbers apparently do not feel pain, and they are nothing more than walking corpses after all. But the more startling action was yet to come, as the robber ripped off the eyeballs hanging from his sockets and stuffed them into his mouth. They don't miss an opportunity to "eat", even if it's their own flesh and blood. These are the ghouls, and blood is their.