The Cursed Raven didn't give the elves any favor, and he didn't care if the team would be attrition here. The only reason for the wizard to save people was that he didn't want the loss of his life to allow Kuira to discover his whereabouts too soon. That's why he hasn't had any plans to cast spells until now. The surging mana seemed to the other casters as bright as a beacon at night, and in this case, the light would only attract bad pirates.

"Ahh He tried to keep himself composed, but he couldn't sense the slightest hint of his right arm again, and after losing his eye, Buckham couldn't accept the loss of another arm, and the poor elf didn't even notice the dagger slipping straight from his hand.

The elven dagger didn't touch the ground, for a slender but powerful hand had clenched it while it was still falling. It was only at this time that I realized what kind of situation the team was facing. The mercenary skillfully pulled a knife flower and lifted the short knife upside down in her hand, then she lifted the elf's injured arm and stuck out her tongue to gently lick the liquid that flowed from the wound. "Golden-eyed Death Centipede, if the wizard is one step too late, your arm will be useless. ”

"Oh, can he save his right arm now?" Kiri walked over to the two of them, carrying her hands behind her back, her eyes twinkling with a breathtaking light. It wasn't the first time she'd seen such millipedes, nor was it the first time she'd seen someone stung by them. Although she couldn't call their names at once like a networm, it didn't stop her from remembering how people who had been bitten by the Golden-Eyed Grim Reaper had lost their lives in agony. According to Qili's experience, the only thing he can do at this time is to cut off Bakham's right arm, only then can he live. But not only did the networm not do this, but also claimed that the elf's right hand was still saved, how could this not interest the witch?

The mercenary didn't answer immediately, she put the dagger on the ground, pulled out a packet of powder wrapped in oiled paper from her bosom, and then ripped the spider-tooth-shaped amulet from her neck and pointed it at Kiri. "Fire, I need to heat it up. ”

If someone dared to send Qili in such a casual tone in normal times, the witch would definitely make him pay the price, even if it was a spellcaster who was stronger than her, she would secretly wait for the opportunity to let the other party understand what tone to use to speak to her. However, given that the witch was too curious about what the mercenary was going to do now, Kiri ignored the unintentional offense and put two fingers on the blade, and the slight flow of magic raised the temperature of the amulet.

"Thank you. Seeing the reddish blade, the networm thanked him for it, and then used the amulet to easily cut the clothes on Bakham's right arm, and by the way, cut every wound a little more. This series of actions naturally made the elf feel pain again, and since the blade of the amulet was not sharp, the pain caused by the mercenary's first aid was even more than the centipede sting.

"You have a funny dagger. Kiri's face showed even more interest, and as she heated up the networm's amulet, she could feel the thing quickly devouring the mana she had input like a hungry beast, not at all lifeless like an ordinary metal creation. Even, there was a faint suction on it that was unwilling to let go of the witch's fingers, and the suction was not strong, but Qili dared to guarantee that it did exist. Although she had heard of the metal that completely rejected magic, Cold Iron, the witch really didn't know that there was a metal in the world that was greedy and thirsty for magic.

"One of the family's inheritances, unfortunately this is not for sale. The mercenary said as he used his amulet to pick open the elves' wounds one by one, most of which contained only wounded flesh. However, in some wounds, the webworm turned out several white objects the size of fingernails. She smiled and carefully put them in with the leather bag she had brought with her. After seeing the confusion on Qili's face, he explained, "The eggs of the Golden-Eyed Grim Reaper are very valuable. Because they hatch as soon as they come into contact with a living creature, and the larvae instinctively burrow into the victim's body and eat the latter's internal organs, they are excellent assassination weapons. The value is sometimes even higher than that of an adult. ”

"Your knowledge seems to be more useful than they sound, ma'am. The crow, who used his staff as a weapon to meet the attacking millipede, turned his head and said. When it comes to understanding these poisonous insects, he may not be as knowledgeable as the spider tamers, after all, there are specializations in the art industry, and wizards are more interested in understanding the principles of things than how to use them.

"They can do much more. The networm said as he ripped off the cold iron that had completely cooled down from his chest and threw it at Bakham, "Give me your eyes, wizard, these worms are worth enough to be worth a vault!"

The six-winged crow opened its beak and let out a silent scream at the centipedes, and the force contained in this sound wave made it difficult for the brainless giant insect to distinguish its position for a moment. The cursed crow took advantage of this gap to retreat, and instead of using his staff, he pressed his index finger directly to the center of the networm's eyebrows, "As you wish, honorable young lady." ”

The mercenary's eyes flashed red, and she kicked the elven dagger on the ground with her toes, nodded at the wizard, and rushed into battle.

"Another guy with his eyes covered by gold coins. I thought it would be a rarity to leave Heartless Bay. Qili said after the networm and centipede got tangled. In her opinion, although the mercenary has a lot of knowledge about poisonous insects, she is no better than Clarus and Leon, who are still struggling to deal with the golden-eyed reaper, and the networm's behavior is only blinded by the possible profits.

"Really? If she's only doing it for money, there's no need to take such a risk. The wizard disagreed, and everything just now did not escape his eyes, and the mercenary's performance was really beyond his expectations, so that the cursed crow couldn't help but move a little. That's why he didn't use his staff when he cast the spell on the webworm just now, but instead used his index finger instead. The wizard also received some payment for providing the networm with dark vision, which was the latter's extremely scattered surface memory, due to the short time of casting, even the cursed master could not steal more, but these small fragments of memory were enough for the spell master to know the woman better.

"It doesn't matter, each of you people has secrets in your heart, and I don't dare to ask more. Qili pursed her lips and kicked the pebbles at her feet like an angry little girl.

Of course, the crow didn't believe the witch's nonsense, and he crouched down to examine Bakham's body, but due to the presence of the cold iron, the sorcerer did not touch the elf with his hands. It is simply a visual inspection. "Everybody has secrets and that's why we're fighting here. And you? You're going to watch like this, and you're going to have to make a decision about whether to kill your titular mentor, or ......" The wizard didn't finish, but he believed he meant it clearly enough. If Kiri chooses to be hostile to Kouira, that's a good thing. But if the witch still chooses to be loyal to her elders, the sorcerer will not leave a bomb in his ranks.

"Okay, okay. You don't trust me, and it's no wonder. Qili rolled her eyes, grumbling and walking forward, "Then I'll prove it to you." ”

The witch spoke, her eyes glowing with magic, her golden hair swaying and fluttering under the invisible force. The giant centipede, which was locked by Qili's gaze, instantly stopped all movements, and did not move as if it had turned into a stone statue. When it regained its mobility, it did not choose to flinch or attack the witch, but instead pounced on its fellow people in a demonic manner, and its barbed claws unceremoniously bit off the centipede that had stung Bakham before!

The latter didn't even have time to react and lost half of his body for no apparent reason. The stump without the lower half of his body was trampled by Clarus's leather boots, and the long sword held upside down in both hands pierced mercilessly through the gaps in the chitin carapace, killing the monster once and for all. The Demon Spawn looks back and wants to thank his companion who created this opportunity, but he sees...

"Can I understand that you're tipping off Kouira?" asked the six-winged crow's wings as they rested like iron hooks on Kirly's throat, the corners of the crow's mouth sneering.

"You asked me to take a stand. The witch's voice sounded unconvinced.

"That's right, you've proven it well. ”

The wings, swept over the white and tender skin, leaving no traces. But the magic in Qili's eyes suddenly dimmed, and she covered her neck with her hands, as if there was an invisible noose strangled her trachea.

The blood vessels on the witch's face were visibly deprived of oxygen, her eyes were bloodshot, and her cheeks were purple.

The warriors and monsters all stopped at this moment, and all eyes fell on Kiri as they watched as the witch fell to her knees, her breath being snatched away from her breath by a piece of wings.

"That's right, you've proven it well. Next to the witch's body lying on the ground, the sorcerer whispered, a cold and cruel smile on his lips.

"You, kill her?" said Bakham, who had just recovered from the pain, in a tone of disbelief, he didn't expect to wake up and see this.

The Raven glanced at the elf, "Put the cold iron around her neck, I don't want any accidents." ”