Bang, bang, bang......

Green fireballs fell from the sky, crashing into the ground, exploding with large swaths of green flames, and the wild impact swept up patches of scorched earth and dust.

Relying on his impressive magic resistance, Lanloth flickered through the overarching bombardment, doing his best to avoid damage. But while he could avoid being engulfed in the scorching flames, he couldn't completely escape the wide-ranging shock of the impact.

Pressed by the force of the explosion, the seemingly inconspicuous air formed a high-speed moving shock wave, hitting the body, and the internal organs seemed to be torn apart.

The successive impacts even Lanlos was a little unbearable.

Hiding in a corner of a rift, the elven mage could no longer bear it and opened his mouth to spit out a pool of scarlet blood.

This kind of covering attack is his weakness, he is not proficient in protective magic, and a few simple magic shields simply cannot last long under such a bombardment. As for Blade Dance, although it is 100% dodge, it is only through ultra-high-speed movement to avoid single or linear attacks, and in the face of this kind of fireball bombardment with wide coverage, it will not help.

Not to mention the Hand of Solarion's limitations on physical attacks.

As for spells such as flashes and shapeshifts, the shockwave severely disrupted the caster's connection to the spatial beacon, and although it was short-lived, it could not withstand the overwhelming back-to-back attacks of the opponent.

The screams in his ears were still there, and Lanlos didn't waste any more time to catch his breath, he cautiously poked his head out and looked at the sky behind him.

More than a dozen demon bats, as strong as bulls, swirled in the air, spitting out whistling fireballs from their fanged mouths from time to time.

Below, a squad of elves of more than a dozen people scattered in all directions, almost everyone was more or less damaged. The only thing that is barely thankful is that there are probably no deaths for the time being.

However, this is only temporary.

"No!"

Just as Lanros took the opportunity to prepare the spell, Winlessa's mournful scream instantly caught his attention.

Next to her, an elven ranger was rapidly approaching to converge, when the dark ground not far away suddenly exploded, and a figure that was so fast that it rushed out, crashing into the ranger's body almost in the blink of an eye.

There was no scream, no wail, and with a strange shrill howl, the monster and the elf disappeared into the narrow, dimly lit cavern.

Wen Lesa immediately stepped forward, fired several flares into it, and then lay down at the entrance of the cave and kept calling for her companions. However, except for the sound of successive explosions, she did not hear the response she hoped for.

Of course, this is just the beginning. Monsters continue to rush out of the nearby ground, and each time these precise and ruthless hunters appear for an extremely short time, but each time, an elf disappears from the surface.

Faced with the successive losses of her companions and the fear of the unknown, Winlessa's mood swings became more and more exaggerated, and she was even on the verge of collapse.

"Fool, come back!" Seeing the girl rush towards the surviving companion despite the bombardment of the demon bats, the corners of Lanlos's eyes trembled fiercely, and he was about to get up and rush out of cover, but his pupils contracted violently at this moment.

Oh!

A hoarse howl like a broken bellows approached from behind, and Lanros didn't even think about drawing his sword and turning around.

——!

In the blink of an eye, a golden light enveloped him and the sword in his hand, and the sword of sanction slashed through the monster's body almost without hindrance.

A shrill scream scratched at the eardrums, and several severe, slender steps rose into the air, green blood spilling to the ground, scorching the earth.

A sword forced the enemy back, and Lanlos finally saw the true face of the other party.

Aside from the thick cuticles on its body and the dull steel that protects its joints and weaknesses, its appearance is not much different from that of a spider. Of course, the buffalo-like size and the terrifying fangs are not something that ordinary spiders can have.

Spider Demon, also known as Demon Spider. Although Lanloth didn't know much about this demon, he had seen one of the leaders of these monsters, the wielding of the Evil Hammer, Queen Vihanna.

The ruthlessness and cunning she showed was truly impressive.

Now it seems that her kind is not far behind.

Seeing that this spider demon, who was crippled by his own sword, kept wailing and wanted to crawl back into the cave with the help of the silk thread that connected the tail to the depths of the cave, Lanlos raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand to stab out with a sword. The golden sword light shone brightly, and it took its life in an instant.

It was really shocking that a demon with mere mid-level strength could bring such a big loss and pressure to a heavily armed elf team.

Without time to think about it, Lanlos once again set his sights on the other side of the battlefield.

Perhaps it was because they had tasted the sweetness, after eliminating most of the elven squad, those spider demons actually dispatched their entire army and rushed to the surface of the earth, relying on the overwhelming number of nearly a hundred to surround the remaining elves.

The dense footsteps hit the ground, making a terrifying sound like a thousand troops. For a moment, Wen Lesa and his party turned pale, only to realize that their assembly had fallen into the enemy's trap.

Just a few people, gathered together, it is impossible to resist the attack of these demons. On the contrary, if you disperse and retreat, you may still have a chance of survival.

Faced with such a situation, despair faintly appeared on the young Wen Leisa's face, but her good psychological quality supported her shaky confidence. She knew she couldn't cringe at a time like this.

The decisive color filled her eyes, and Wen Lesa pulled out the Wind Blade and rushed forward with a shout: "Come with me, break through the encirclement, quickly!"

Someone took the lead, and the surviving rangers gradually resurrected their faces, and they all followed Wen Leisa's movements and took up arms, ready to make a final desperate fight.

However, the spider demons seemed to have a sense of urgency, and under the horrified gaze of the elves, they lifted their huge lower bodies and aimed the wriggling rift at the end of their tails in the same direction.

Puff puff......

Pale green clumps shot out one after another, overwhelmingly engulfing all the elves in the central position.

"It's stupid, that's it, spider. Lanros cupped his forehead and sighed heavily.

But his voice seemed to have triggered some kind of chain reaction, and the spider demons who had drowned the elves with countless spider silk turned their heads one after another, staring greedily at the mage with their dense scarlet compound eyes.

A bleak and hot wind swept across the barren land, churning the broad cloak of Ranros. As if he didn't like the pull behind his back, Lanlos took off his cloak and took off his shirt by the way. The spider demons, who had been slowly approaching, suddenly stopped at this moment, and in their compound eyes, revealing confusion and horror, the twisted tattoo that shone with a green glimmer was reflected.

"Are you ready?" Even though he was alone, there was no doubt or flinching on Lanloth's face, only excitement and irrepressible impulses.

This feeling, from the moment he stepped into this land, has been hitting his brain. He could feel, feel the evil energy in his body cheering, greedily begging him, praying for more, more!

"The hunt is on!"

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