Jehovah's disciples fell like rags on the walls of the fortress and rolled on the walls and fell into the wilderness. He struggled to sit up, his mouth open, and bright red blood gushed out like a fountain.

A pale green healing light fell on Kirill's body, and immediately he stopped vomiting blood, his pale face flushed a little red, "Are you alright?" Angela stepped out of the shadows, the only person the goblin had seen who had survived the Slayer's blow.

"It's all right," Cyrill leaned against the cold walls, his voice like a leaky rag, "you go, go and help them, the time of death for the slayer is coming, and only the soul fire inside its skull can honor the souls of the warriors!"

Angela put a defensive shield on her body and walked along the wall. The north wind poured the smell of blood from the battlefield into the elf's nostrils, and the biting cold wind sliced the elf's fingers like a knife. The banshee is no closer to the core of the battlefield, but at this time Angela is not worried about the gray dwarf.

The slayer's head had fallen to the ground, but Morgaret was still cautious and refused to get too close. At the right hand of the slayer just now, the huge black hand suddenly jumped up and swept away, knocking the heavenly fire that was trying to collect the loot to the ground. Tianhuo always placed the banana fan on his chest, so the slender banana fan first withstood the powerful power of the pitch-black giant hand, and even so, the gold-level Tianhuo was beaten and vomited blood.

"Beware, the Slayer is not dead!" Salit Larsson removed the silver-white Wind Chaser from his back, drew his bow like a full moon, and aimed at the Slayer. Now that the Slayer had both heads off, but it was still lethal, Salit Larsson was a little dazed, she didn't know where to attack the Slayer.

"Don't go near it, this guy is acting weird. Morgriet rounded the silver-white hammer in his hand, and was a little eager to try it, the gray dwarf stared greedily at the huge black hand, Merlin's vampire tentacles were nothing more than ordinary human dry bones to have such an effect, and what a fascinating work it would be to use this pitch-black hand bone as a material for crafting weapons.

I have to say that the ideas of the gray dwarves are different from ordinary people, but in the dark, Morwritte has grasped the key to the problem. The essence of the killer is not in its head, nor in its huge drive, it is itself a right hand, and that right hand is the body of the killer, and now that jet-black right hand is favored by Mowglitte.

When, the silvery-white hammer in Morgritte's hand made a wonderful arc, concentrating the joints of the Slayer's right hand, where the pitch-black giant hand joined the Slayer's body. Unsurprisingly, a pile of white bones splattered, and the Storm Hammer performed a stunning effect, and the pitch-black giant hand lost all movement. Morwritte rode lightning and rushed to the Killer's side, the ruling in his hand flashed, the joint of the Killer's right hand turned to powder, and the pitch-black right hand fell into the wilderness.

As soon as the gray dwarf bent down, his right hand rested on the giant black hand. It's cold when you start it, as if it's as cold as ice for 10,000 years. For such magic materials, an important problem is how to prevent the loss of mana, otherwise a magic material containing huge magic power, if not handled properly, after the loss of mana, it may become a worthless waste. However, the gray dwarves have a special method that has been transmitted to the Western Ghats, as long as they use the Void Gold to apply a layer on the surface of the giant hand, they don't have to worry about the loss of mana.

Just as Morgaret was about to put the pitch-black giant hand into the spatial ring, the huge body of the killer collapsed, and the pile of huge skeletons turned into a pile of powder in the blink of an eye.

"There's no soul fire!" Skyfire limped the slayer's head open, and with his kick, the massive head began to crumble, turning into a pile of white powder in a moment.

"No, who took it, who was it?" In the Valley of the Dead, on the edge of the altar, Skywalker let out a terrible cry, and it knelt down in front of the altar, letting out a desperate roar, "Go and find, go and get your hands back, you must find them!"

Countless undead skeletons poured out of the Valley of the Dead, and they began to spread outward like a stream of white water.

Salit Larson rode to Mowglitte's side, "Let's go, and leave before the undead skeleton arrives!"

"And what are you going to do?" Morgaret frowned, the fourth fortress was crumbling, and at this time the coalition forces were using what to fend off the army of undead skeletons.

"The skeleton knights who died at the hands of the killers just now occupy more than half, and the rest of the adventurers of the Red and White Alliance can deal with it. Salit Larsson turned his horse's head and began to gather the black iron riders of Whitestone.

With a wave of Mowglitte, Nicholas, who was looking at the gate of the fortress, called over. "Ready, we're leaving!" During the battle against the Slayer, the Lightning Mage and William hid in the fortress, and they had been hovering on the edge of the battlefield. Never had the courage to set foot on the battlefield of the Killers.

"Are you leaving?" William's excited little face flushed.

"Yes, we're leaving, and now that the army of undead skeletons hasn't been surrounded, we'll take the opportunity to leave!" Morgritte took out a wide gray cloak, put away his weapons, and tidied them up, "Let's go, let's go to Iglos together!"

"What do you seem to have forgotten?" said Angela, who didn't know when she appeared in front of the lightning, her head raised and her eyes blinking at the gray dwarf riding on the white moose.

"Wait for me in purgatory, I'll be back soon!" said Morgride.

"No, I'm going with you," Anji stretched out his hand, "I'm a qualified adventurer now, it's no longer a burden to take me with me, my aura can improve your combat effectiveness!"

Morgaret reached out and pulled Angela onto Lightning's back, carrying one more person with Lightning's strength, and there was no problem at all. "Go, Iglos!" Angela sat behind Morgridt, hugging the strong body of the gray dwarf, four men and two horses fled the Valley of the Dead and re-embarked on the wilderness just before the army of the dead arrived.

Salit Larsson watched the four of them disappear into the wilderness and turned to fight the undead skeletons. Soon, the damaged fourth fortress was repaired, and although the huge holes were not well treated, a fortified city managed to stand in the wilderness.