Soon, the sentinels saw the power that surpassed ordinary people.

The person approached the corpse monster at an extremely fast speed, and the pale red light jumped on the dagger, and as the speed of the blade swung faster, the red light became brighter and brighter, like a flame.

Puff puff, puff puff.

The slash tore through the flesh, splattering pale green liquid, and the monster roared wildly and waved its arms, but there was no way to touch the figure.

"There's no discomfort."

The red lips under the long brown hair moved slightly, and the bright brown and black eyes reflected the ugly face of the monster, and the monster was so close that her delicate face did not wave.

Perhaps because she had endured too much evil before, she couldn't help but recall the brief days she spent in the Black Wasteland Manor.

Dark, unknown, and disgusting.

Fleeing all the way, avoiding the shadows, and getting lost several times in the process of crossing the Taymor Mountains, he finally found it.

"I can't imagine that there are monsters so far away."

Perhaps it was the Lord of Perdition who had spread the shadow here, and she resisted the feeling of vomiting at the strength of the green figure.

"Nania is no longer the Naniya she used to be..."

She thought so silently in her heart, it was because she knew the unknown danger that she decided not to return to Camp Rog.

"Miss Amber ......"

Some professions are not trustworthy, and her current goal is to find a way to hook up with Westmar's companions and figure out what happened to her.

It wasn't too late to go back to Amber then, she didn't want to be a problem herself.

Before that, it was not difficult for Naniya, who was now comparable in strength to a super professional, to help these ordinary people solve the calamity in front of them, a large cloud of green mist, and three mutated corpse monsters.

Flame Fist, silently chanting the incantation, the red light in her hand began to retract, accompanied by a faint black aura.

The aura of evil did not transform her into a degenerate, but it did have an effect on her body, which was reflected in the improvement of her abilities and physical fitness, as well as the change in her skills.

Although it is a low-level skill [Flame Fist], only Lv3, it is enough to deal with these mutant monsters.

Rumble!!

The two daggers staggered, and the swollen red light erupted into flames, drowning the corpse monster's body in an instant, and the rolled sparks burned its flesh and blood, and the left shoulder was partially reduced to scattered ashes.

While this monster was hit hard, the other two monsters roared and rushed towards them, carrying two fishy winds.

At the same time, an impatient murmur echoed in Nanya's ears, but it seemed to be demonic language, and she ignored it.

Dragon's teeth, with a powerful elemental power at her feet, were a powerful, instantaneous assassin skill that could not have been more appropriate at this moment.

The shadow of the leg was like lightning, and it slammed directly into the face and jaw of the two corpse monsters, and the surging elemental power exploded flesh and blood.

It was clear that the monster's body defenses that had not been refined by the evil breath were insufficient, and their heads were easily shattered.

There was a thud, a dull thud, and the monster's limp and swollen body fell to the ground, emitting a foul stench.

“...”

Despite killing the three mutant monsters, the green mist did not dissipate, but due to their deaths, more and more green liquid gushed out, turning into a thick and deadly mist.

Nania even noticed that the clothes of the profession on her body, including the dirt under her feet, began to melt.

Although she could breathe magically, the others couldn't hold on, and the thick mist engulfed the flames on the periphery, threatening the lives of the sentinels not far away.

Pressed for time.

"There's no way to stop the fog from spreading, I have to get them out."

Nania frowned, she was a mysterious and untrustworthy outsider to the nearby towns, and if the sentinels could be saved by her, they might be able to exchange them for talking chips and good citizenship certificates or something.

If not, there's no need to meddle with it.

Of course, it would be better if she could stop the spread of the fog, and she would become a hero to save villages and towns, just like before.

On the other side, the sentinels' vision was already shrouded in rich green, and their whole bodies ached as if they had been gnawed by ants, and fear was about to come out.

At the same time, to their bewilderment, some memories of hating someone and hating themselves in the past have also become illusions around them, tormenting them to the point of almost madness.

The wind blew, and the green of the field of vision quickly faded, and the sentries were quickly thrown out, rolling on the gentle slope and gasping for their breath.

Several of them were unconscious, and only one could barely speak.

Even when the fog is taken out, the fog that is inhaled into the lungs is still eroding the inside of the body, and the festering of the exposed skin does not stop.

Nania was not good at healing, and she looked away from the forest, sweeping heavily over the sentinels on the ground.

There is no cure, and the only one left is just surviving.

"God... I... Survive..."

There was a hint of hope in his eyes, and soon his pupils shrank.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

As the turbid yellow filth spat out, his pale face flushed strangely, and his eyes brightened a lot.

There was a pair of women's boots in his blurred vision, and he looked up, but he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

Only the slightly hoarse but beautiful voice is clear, in Canduran.

"You're dying."

Naniya's words were concise and to the point, and her expression was very calm.

She has seen too much of this, and the changes she has experienced in the Black Wasteland have made her emotions more restrained.

"I'm clear, clear... Can you tell me what that is? ”

Hanging his head very sadly, he squinted at his vague companion beside him, and tears flowed naturally.

Maybe it's sadness, but it's more because he's afraid of his own mutations.

"A plague."

Nanya's eyes flickered, and she said softly, "It may have been created by demons, not only you, but also the nearby towns and villages will suffer." ”

"Why are you okay, are you a wizard, a mage, a holy officer?"

Faced with this question, Nania pondered for a while, but still replied, "I am a professional. ”

Told a lie that wasn't a lie.

Being a professional isn't what makes her immune to green mist, but it's understandable that she is.

"Oh... Sheet ...... Vomit... Thank you..."

His shattered internal organs were mixed with blood clots, and he vomited in a frenzy, gasping for breath like a drowning man, "We're all going to be monsters... Until then..."

Go without saying.

There was a subtle silence in the atmosphere, and the struggles and moans of the sentinels at their feet grew weaker.

Naniya narrowed her eyes and clenched the dagger in her hand.

Just cutting off their heads will not stop these sentinels from transforming into monsters, only by completely shattering their bodies.

Or wait until they swell into monsters before delivering a critical blow.

Each option is against her spirit...

She didn't know if she should answer the sentry's pleas, though she had to kill them, both before and after turning into monsters.

No matter how you look at it...

This fate is so abominable!

It was as if he was mocking the chivalry of her service, which made her humiliated, angry, and disgusted.

"The Lord of Perdition..."

She bit her silver teeth slightly, muttering a certain name, but the movements in her hands did not stop, red light surrounded, and the temperature around her slowly rose. 19