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"Why?"

Asahi Hara buried his grief in his eyes, but the Assassin and the other remaining barbarian did not hide the incomprehension and resentment on their faces.

There are many ways for a professional to die, but there is only one way to degenerate.

"Of course he did it voluntarily, otherwise he wouldn't have been a degenerate."

Hannick scoffs unbridledly, sneering at the mention of the "Fallen" and replacing it with an arrogant stance.

At the moment when the other party showed an angry expression, his eyes froze.

The axe in his hand shone slightly, and his galloping figure swept towards the nearest barbarian, and at the same time launched the "Psychic Warhammer" of Lv2.

The heavy force shook the barbarian's "iron sword", and the blade of the axe slashed into his chest.

Several fireballs followed in an instant, and Hannik calmly retreated, leaving the axe man in the savage's chest.

"Damn, quenching poison..."

The barbarian noticed the soreness in his limbs, and immediately took out a bottle of antidote from the package and drank it all, "Wait...

The antidote didn't work immediately, and he noticed a misty yellow light flickering from the handle of the axe.

The fine smoke spread out in the blink of an eye, and the firebombs that bombarded it in front of it splashed sparks, blending into the smoke and resounding with countless explosions.

The barbarian's screams continued, and Hannik looked at Asahi Hara, who had attacked him, with interest, "How does it feel to seriously injure your own subordinates?" ”

The Assassin, who was slumped on the ground, peeked at Asahi Hara, who was nearby, and noticed that his face was still calm.

"It's a trap."

Yuan Asahi sighed and said to the confused assassin beside him.

With a snap, Hannick snapped his fingers, and countless black vine spikes poured out from the ground beneath the barbarian, piercing the smoke in a few breaths.

The screams gradually faded, and Iwamoto Ten, who had been silent, stepped forward and looked at Hara Asahi.

"He'll give it to me."

This was addressed to Hannik, who frowned and did not object.

"There's one left."

Hannik looked away and spotted the male assassin beside Asahi Hara, his figure turning into an afterimage and approaching quickly.

The barbarian corpse, shrouded in smoke and pierced by vine thorns, suddenly exploded, and more yellow smoke filled the air, instantly cutting off Asahi Hara and his path.

"Disgusting way of fighting."

As soon as Hara Asahi raised his staff, the ice-blue light flashed away, and the swirling ice elemental converged around the male assassin.

Frozen Skill, Lv4 Ice Sealed Armor.

Thinking about whether to release the "ice bomb" again to block Hannick's operation, the deafening roar alarmed him.

The strong, brown-haired body flickered, and the huge bear paws pressed against the top of his head with the gale.

One hand touched the "slight mana potion" on his waist, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand holding the staff clenched violently, and his joints turned white.

The ice-blue aperture swelled with a cold storm around Harasahi, the ice ring sweeping over the bearish Iwamoto Ten, and fine hoarfrost formed at the tips of the hair.

Hara Asahi stared at Iwamoto's slowed movements, began to move backwards, and quickly took out a bottle of "Light Mana Elixir" and poured it down in one gulp.

The blue potion was mentioned to his mouth, and the bear's eyes instantly sharpened, and his sluggish figure instantly accelerated, hitting the staff that Yuan Asahi hurriedly lifted.

At the critical moment, Hara Asahi released the ice armor that was ready to attack, and the ice armor blocked in front of Iwamoto Ten.

A fierce collision sounded, the ice armor shattered without any suspense, and Hara Asahi flew out upside down and rolled down on the green field not far away, the bottle rolled down, and the potion flowed all over the ground.

As if being hit head-on by a carriage, feeling the pain of the displacement of the internal organs, Hara Asahi lay on the ground and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"It's still that strong..."

He looked up with a wry smile, and a terrible stampede sounded in front of him.

Ice chips flew like snowflakes, melting and seeping into the ground, and the shattered ice armor was still on Iwamoto's shoulder, and the bear man stood up, a tall shadow looming over him.

“・・・”

The approaching figure of the bear man suddenly slowed, and its bear eyes reflected the package around Hara Asahi, which contained a strap.

The strap has two small holes, one of which does not hold anything, and the other is a scroll with a blue strap.

The bear man, who was familiar with Harahi's habits, flashed his eyes and roared suddenly, and his tall figure quickly shrank into an ordinary person.

Iwamoto glanced at Asahi Hara, who was coughing up blood, and looked at Hannick not far away.

"Things have changed, prepare to retreat."

His voice was hoarse, and it was the first time he had spoken.

As he clamped the unconscious male assassin's neck, Hannick heard Iwamoto's voice and looked puzzled.

He looked over and noticed that Asahi Hara, who had been knocked down, and the doubts on his face deepened.

"Tsk."

The [Green Demon Curse] was not triggered, and the golden eyes did not send a prompt, and he suddenly made a decision.

Hannick smacked his lips and broke the male assassin's neck, casually tossing the corpse aside, and the dense black vines swarmed up, splattering blood.

The sound of tearing, the sound of something being ripped apart, Hannick and Iwamoto couldn't help but look at Hara Asahi.

The male mage wiped the blood from his mouth, threw away the blue strap in his hand, and calmly tore open the white scroll.

The frenzied wind suddenly surged, the grass on the green field swayed uneasily, and behind him, a dark blue oval door slowly took shape, and the deep blue circle of light continued to ripple.

"Just let him go?"

Hannick's brow furrowed even deeper, he thought that Hara Asahi had consumed the precious "Town Teleportation Scroll" and was preparing to escape.

"That's a compound portal, not an ordinary town teleportation scroll."

Iwamoto shook his head and looked at the blue portal, a touch of complexity appeared in his eyes.

He had fought with Asahi Hara, and knew that Asahi had a habit of placing teleportation scrolls on a single belt, and would usually carry two teleportation scrolls.

The first is a regular "Town Teleportation Scroll", which opens a "one-way portal" that only allows the user to pass through.

The second is a special "large teleportation scroll" that opens a "re-entry portal" for multiple people to pass through.

During a previous battle, he noticed a gap in the belt of Hara Asahi, and a "Town Teleportation Scroll" was missing.

It's actually easy to think that Hara Asahi returned to the town to ask for help as soon as he lost contact with Gaskel, and may have even called for reinforcements.

"It's extremely difficult to make a town teleportation scroll, and it's not easy for Hara Asahi to use it decisively."

Iwamoto Tian looked at the calm green field, but a sense of crisis arose, and he immediately turned around and walked towards the same path.

“・・・”

Hannik didn't understand the stake, gritted his teeth slightly, glanced at Hara Asahi in the distance, and followed Iwamoto's increasingly hurried footsteps.

At this moment, the black vines that surrounded the two of them and spread all over the surrounding green fields swayed, as if emitting some signal.

A pale green pattern instantly lit up on their chests, and a look of pain crossed their faces.

The golden eyes seemed to convey new information, Hannick looked surprised, and Iwamoto frowned more and more.

"Battle..."

The message from the Golden Eyes was simple, let them stay and keep fighting.

Not far away, looking at the two people who had gone away and turned back, Yuan Asahi's face changed slightly, and he began to sigh and mutter.

"Fallen to the point where you only know how to kill, Iwamoto Ten."

The silver ring on his wrist vibrated slightly, and he looked behind him as if he had sensed.

A vague figure emerges from the dark blue oval door, as if through a layer of mist.

Something passed on.

The power of warmth spread from under his feet, and he felt the pain in his body be relieved, and the soft light of healing enveloped his body.

This is the Paladin's defensive aura skill, Lv5 Prayer.

Within the range of the aura, all team members will be healed.

"Sidham—"

But Hara Asahi's sigh seemed to be a little heavier.