When there was only a glimmer of light left on the horizon, Akaki finally found the mage who was guarded by several people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this point, the Assassins were no longer very polite to the high-ranking mage. When Akachi saw the mage named Deed, the mage was huddled in the middle of the group with his head in his hands, which made him feel ridiculous. Although he didn't remember the first time he met the mage, Akachi vaguely felt that the mage had brought him a strong sense of oppression, and it was by no means the cowardly and incompetent appearance he was now.

"The men on the other side of Cambeth have already chased after them. Akachi whispered in the mage's ear.

"Aren't you going to give us an explanation?"

"Divine ......" only to hear the mage suddenly say an inexplicable word.

"What are you talking about?" Akachi frowned.

"I need the Divine Remains, I need more Divine Remains. The mage muttered to himself with a hollow expression.

Akachi subconsciously took a step back, and he suddenly remembered that someone had said that there was something like a demon living in the mage's body, could this be a sign that something terrifying was about to be revived? Suddenly, the sound of blades clashing came from not far away......

As twilight fell, enemies hiding in the woods began to invade the camp, and the Assassins, who had been huddled behind the wagon, rose to meet them. In the dark night when only the moonlight shines, the first dozen or so people to meet the enemy's white blades quickly could not bear the pressure, taking advantage of the night to attack the enemy seems to be endless, whenever the assassins are ready to meet the enemy head-on, they will be attacked on the side or behind, which forces them to constantly compress the defensive line, and constantly draw in the already small number of men to help, and although everyone has placed a certain number of traps on the outer layer of the camp, both sides have also handed over a few lives, but these temporary placement of simple traps can be said to have little effect in stopping the enemy。

"How many of them are there?" asked the spider, turning to Akachi. Now only the eyes of the elves can see the situation of the entire "battlefield".

"It's not easy to count, but it's about twice as many as us. Akachi's tone was no longer flirtatious.

"Damn it!"

The poisonous spider pinched his arm a little uneasily. Although the centaurs involved in this escort are all good in the guild, the combat that the assassins are good at is actually lurking and raiding, and in the one-on-one that does not allow deception, their skills are not much better than that of the mercenaries, and the other trouble that plagues everyone at the moment is that their number is far less than that of the attacker, if you want to get a chance to survive in such unfavorable conditions, it depends on what the upper mages under everyone's protection can do.

Akachi and the poisonous spider glanced at the mage in unison, but for now, the mage was still huddled and shaking. Previously, this person had yelled "It takes time". After that, he continued to mutter "Divine Remains" with his mouth closed.

"If I hadn't kept an eye on you two along the way, I'd have suspected that you left a mark along the way to attract the enemy, and this mage was transferred. Damn, how long is it going to take for him to do something?"

The poisonous spider almost lost patience with the upper mage beside her, she turned and intimidated a bewildered mercenary with her scimitar, drove the man to the mage's side as a guard, picked up a short sword that had been left behind from the ground, and then rushed towards the enemy with a knife in one hand and a sword in the other.

Seeing the woman herself on the field, Akachi took one last look at the mage and followed closely.

The participation of these two men in the war can be said to have replaced a few fallen Assassins, and did not bring positive help to the declining situation of the war.

Someone around him kept stopping to breathe, and Akachi was slashed several times by his sword in the scuffle, which made him miss the elven sword he had left behind in Dsting. Just now, he clearly saw an enemy with his throat exposed, but because his weapon was more than an inch shorter, and he was attacked from the flank, he had to switch to defense.

Compared to Akachi, the poisonous spider in the front position was quite fruitful, her body was splashed with the blood of the enemy, and a short sword that she picked up even cut the blade slightly, but she was also injured more and more seriously than Akachi, and even the hilt of the sword in her hand was stained with dripping blood, but it was undeniable that the ferocious strength of the poisonous spider had attracted the attention of both sides.

Akachi began to consciously squeeze in the direction of the poisonous spider, and when he finally stood up with the woman, the other assassins who participated in the battle also began to center on the poisonous spider, giving her maximum support when she attacked.

At this time, Phil was taking advantage of the opportunity of someone to block the knife for her, seizing the time to catch her breath, while her eyes were always fixed on the enemy who was gradually closing the encirclement.

"Bastard!" the poisonous spider cursed with bared teeth.

Akachi knew that the bastard she was scolding was primarily referring to the mage. Everyone tried their best to buy him time to do something, but he just didn't move.

Akachi burst out laughing out loud at such a ridiculous situation, and he stabbed the poisonous spider with his short sword sideways, and then took the opportunity to tease in her ear: "What a chance of victory, woman, if it weren't for the fact that Kruli never accepted the plea for mercy, I would have wanted to kneel down at once." ”

"Can't you see that you're afraid of death?" the poisonous spider gasped and sneered, and as soon as she said this, she fell silent.

From this sudden silence, Akazi could not help but concentrate his attention when he read that the poisonous spider was beginning to gather strength for a final stand. The poisonous spider suddenly bowed down and rushed towards the nearest enemy, and she swung her knife to slash the opponent's head, intending to find a hole in the encirclement. However, the enemy, as agreed, immediately retreated when he saw her rushing towards her, forming a denser line with the others, and as soon as she shifted her aim, the enemy who had been forced back a moment ago surrounded her again. Several fruitless temptations consumed the poisonous spider's already small physical strength, but strange things happened in the poisonous spider's self-abandonment and random chopping.

One of the foes surprisingly didn't retreat, and he barely raised his hand to parry the poisonous spider's stab in the neck, and then a terrible howl escaped the human's throat.

Akachi looked from her own vantage point and saw the dagger in the spider's other hand pierce the man's abdomen, but the spider screamed so hard that she retreated in terror before she could draw her weapon, and tripped herself to the ground without paying attention. Then, the scene blocked by the poisonous spider appeared in Akachi's eyes.

The enemy in front of him seemed to be folded and twisted by a large invisible hand, his neck was bent back at an incredible angle, and his chest was stretched open by a bloody mass of flesh and blood, and if it weren't for the fact that this man still had a poisonous spider's short sword pierced in his abdomen, you wouldn't have imagined what he looked like a moment ago - that man's appearance now is almost the same as that of the victims who died in unsolved cases, but the problem is, he seems to be alive?

Akachi realized at once that their mage had finally made a move. Suddenly, a mist of blood erupted from the neck of the man in front of him, and Akachi witnessed a man's neck split into two pieces out of thin air, and behind this mutant human, there was a monster identical to him. They pounced on the poisonous spider who couldn't get up because of the loss of strength, and tore the woman apart in an instant.

"Is this a corpse monster?" Akachi thought.

Almost at the same moment, one after another exclamations and screams rang out around the camp. Akaki looked back at the mage who was supposed to be protected, and saw that the mage was opening his arms to the sky, and his eyes were rolling wildly.

"This guy really has a ghost, I can't let him live!"

A thought sprung up in Arakachi's mind. He grabbed the weapon in his hand and rushed towards the mage, but before he could touch the corner of the mage's clothes, a loud screaming sound sounded in his head!

Akachi staggered back with his head in his hands, some of the memories that had been lost suddenly flooded into his mind, and then disappeared without a trace in an instant, and by the time he recovered, he had missed the opportunity to assassinate. The twisted corpses completely blocked the mage, and their haphazard attacks threw the battlefield into chaos, and the few survivors were surrounded......

Moments later, Akachi was also cornered. He guarded the bloody wound on his waist with one hand and laughed at the twisted and ugly appearance of the monsters.

These things in front of him simply don't pay attention to worldly weapons, even if they have their limbs and heads cut off, they will squirm on the ground and approach you, which makes Akachi involuntarily think of his own death, but he is a little puzzled, why are those monsters getting slower and slower?

Before Akachi could figure it out, a terrible scream caught his attention again. The corpses that surrounded him collapsed to the ground as if bones had been pulled out of them with a scream, revealing the man who had created it all.

Unable to sprint, Akachi threw the dagger in his hand at the mage, only to be greeted by a wave of qi as red as a blood mist......