Sure enough, it's the Nolan family.

Floating in mid-air, Grey Wind couldn't help but confirm his thoughts as he watched the two huge sandworms below being suppressed by the two slender girls.

Xingxi's ability still has a lot of camouflage, if you don't deliberately perceive it at close range, you may not notice that the transparent space around the girl's body seems to be some kind of special magic enchantment, there is not the slightest magic fluctuation that the magic enchantment should have. Ali Ali's strange ability is something that anyone who knows anything about magic technology can see that something is wrong, at least the wolf sister who witnessed the battle of the glasses girl has no clue at all, and she can't understand how she can use only a magic guide short gun equipped with a small fireball spell and a magic glove engraved with a primary guardian enchantment to press and beat such a large sandworm like a grandson.

The power of the law, undoubtedly, is the power that can cause this seemingly unreasonable state of affairs as far as Gray Wind knows, and that is the power of the law. Xingxi and Ali Ali don't have any fighting spirit or magic fluctuations, and the two of them don't seem to be law powerhouses from anywhere at all, so there is only one answer left, that is, the Nolan people who were born with their own laws.

Thinking of this, Gray Wind couldn't help but have a headache, just now she heard Celestial Luck say that she had met a group of Templars over there, because she was worried that telling this would make the three Xingxi who were disgusted with the Divine Cult turn around and leave, so Gray Wind concealed this matter and did not tell the others on the sand boat. But now she thought that maybe she would have told the Templars about the appearance of the Templars earlier, if the real Nolan survivors and the Templars of the Solan Cult met without each other's knowledge, it would definitely be an unstoppable conflict, and it might even involve Chelus...... Rather than that outcome, it would be better for them to turn around and go back halfway, and then take Raphael and the two of them alone across the desert to Cerrus.

Gritting her teeth, Gray Wind concentrated her attention on the huge spider nest in front of her, the matter has come to this point, even if she tells these three people that there is a Templar Knights under the ruins, it is hard to say whether the other party will evacuate in a funny way, then it is better not to think about what they will do and quickly rescue Cheruth and them, the big deal is that when the time comes, she will take Cheruth and them to leave quickly, anyway, neither the Templar Knights nor the three Nolan survivors know the true identity of Cheruth.

Red fighting energy burst out from Gray Wind's petite body, and the cyan streamer of wind magic power wrapped around Gray Wind like a ribbon, facing the huge Sand King Spider entrenched in the nest, Gray Wind took out all his strength from the beginning.

"O wind spirit, please obey my request!"

Although Gray Wind usually prefers to be simple and direct, using fighting energy and melee attacks to solve problems, but that is just the habit of worrying about the safety of her sister when she is partnered with Cheruth, so every time Sister Wolf will rush to the front by herself, so that Cheruth can output at ease in the back.

In fact, as the biological daughter of the most powerful wind-based demonic beast in the depths of the Warcraft Forest, Dark Moon Demon Wolf, Gray Wind has completely inherited his mother Helan's top-level affinity and perfect control of wind attribute magic, and purely from the perspective of a spellcaster, Gray Wind's attainments in wind magic are no worse than that of Cheruth who has received the assistance of a magic compiler.

It seemed to change from a trickling stream to a surging tide, and at first, the cyan magic light that was only gently wrapped around Gray Wind's body instantly expanded, and everywhere the cyan streamer passed, countless four-leaf wind blades that kept rotating like windmills appeared in the next second, and with the light of Gray Wind's fingers, the swirling wind blades in the sky suddenly roared towards the huge clay spider web nest woven by the Sand King Spider on the ground around the entrance of the ruins on the surface.

This nest was originally temporarily set up by the Sand King Spider to prevent the prey in the nest from escaping, so although it is very easy to deal with the counterattack of the prey inside the nest, but in the face of such a fierce and rapid attack from the outside, this temporary nest of the Sand King Spider is obviously not strong enough.

Under the attack of an extremely large number of rotating wind blades, the outer clay cobwebs were quickly torn open one by one, revealing slender earthen pillars that were much more fragile than cobwebs inside, and every few earthen pillars destroyed by the wind blades, a new cobweb was immediately torn apart due to the loss of support points, revealing the inner pillars that supported the nest.

"Strangling Wind Array", one of the most powerful range magic in the wind high-level magic, even the gray wind needs a short period of casting time to accumulate mana, but the effect is obviously very satisfying, just a dozen seconds, the Sand King Spider in order to capture the Ruth and their web has been destroyed in half.

Even the Sand King Spider, who was still vigilantly watching the outside of the nest on the spider web just now, fell on his back from the spider web and fell on the sand because of this attack, and the eight spider legs didn't know that they were killed by anger because they kept twitching in panic, but compared to the size of this big spider, although it would not be difficult to turn back once it was reversed like the beetle, it was obviously not easy to turn over on the soft and difficult to borrow sand, not to mention that it had to face a gray wind that would definitely not leave any chance for the opponent in the battle。

Although the scene of the half-collapse of the nest was chaotic, Gray Wind's eyes never lost his enemy, seeing that the Sand King Spider was accidentally shot down from the spider web of the nest, and fell to the ground on his back to reveal his abdomen, Gray Wind flashed a cold light in a pair of heterochromatic pupils, and the red fighting spirit on his body suddenly soared, like a small cannonball wrapped in light red flames, and directly rushed towards the Sand King Spider on the ground. Before the spider could turn over, the small fist of the gray wind blessed with the master-level fighting spirit had already reached its bulging abdomen.

Rumble!

The violent impact of the rain from the sky shook the surrounding sand, and even the stone walls and pillars of the dilapidated temple used for disguise on the surface of the nearby ruins shook for a moment.

「...... Cheruth. 」

"Sister Grey Wind, I heard a battle coming from above, you've already arrived?"

"Well, the battle here will be over soon, and soon we will go down, by the way, I just knew something, you better be prepared......

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Underground ruins, three floors.

At the entrance of a staircase passage leading to the second floor at the edge of the dungeon, the original labyrinthine dungeon has now completely turned into a large empty flat land, and the stone walls that originally separated the winding corridors and the stone walls of the stone chamber that I don't know what to use for are now only a pile of broken stone bricks and broken ruins, obviously, this place has just experienced a fierce battle.

The two sides of the battle were now on both sides of this clearing, on the side away from the staircase passage leading to the second floor, the embarrassed Shuai Ke and the Templar Knights lined up here as if they were facing a great enemy, and on the other side, there was only one person standing at the entrance to the staircase leading to the second floor.

Ordinary mercenary leather armor, ordinary mercenary one-handed sword and small round shield, short black hair, and the face of a young man in his twenties with a little freckles...... If you only consider appearance, it's almost a standard rookie mercenary young man, and it's the kind of passerby who will disappear into the crowd in the next second when he is thrown into the mercenary union, and has no characteristics.

However, it is such a young mercenary who looks like a passer-by, but at this moment he is being treated like a great enemy by Shuai Ke and the Templars, and the young mercenary himself not only does not feel that there is anything wrong, but looks at Shuai Ke and them with ease like a cat and mouse, and the original harmless smile of humans and animals makes the people who see it feel a strange evil aura anyway.

On the Templar side, although Shuaike's expression was still resolute and did not lose his fighting spirit, his appearance was no longer as brave and decisive as before. The left side of the muscle squadron leader's face was bruised and swollen, obviously he had been hit by a merciless shield, the edge of the stainless steel one-handed shield on his hand already had several obvious cracks, the armor on his right shoulder was gone, his shoulder was blurred with flesh and blood, and there were several obvious sword wounds on his body, and blood continued to flow down from the wounds, flowing down Shuaike's legs to the ground, forming two small pools of blood at his feet.

And the Templar knights brought down by Shuai Ke were also not comfortable, and the team of nearly two hundred people fell dozens of people in the battle just now, and the battle just now attracted monsters swaying in other places in the dungeon, so they had to divide some people to come to the surrounding corridors to stop those demonic beasts rushing over and injuring those seriously injured or unconscious helpless companions.

“...... Ha...... Ha...... You bastards...... Didn't you say that you should seal the wall and leave quickly......"

Gasping for air, Shuai Ke stared at the young mercenary in front of him, but his mouth was counting the Templars behind him.

"Big brother...... Hehe, we want to run too, but it's a pity...... In all the days you've been under you, you, the squadron leader, have never taught us how to escape......"

Listening to the answer of the bastard boy behind him, Shuai Ke didn't know whether to laugh or scold in his heart.

Bastards...... Also, good lads......

Shine above, Twin God of Solan, bless your followers, bless these boys, and at least let them get out of this danger.

Praying in his heart, Shuai Ke clenched the one-handed sword and shield in his hand, and the big red fighting aura on his body once again burned like a flame.

The last time I was so seriously injured was probably seven or eight years ago, when I hadn't advanced to the master level of Dou Qi and was only an elite level Dou Qi warrior. Since becoming a squadron leader in the Knights Templar's most elite Silver Legion, he and his squadron have fought a lot of hard battles, but this is the first time that they are on the verge of annihilation.

And the culprit of all this is actually just a young man with only a rudimentary fighting spirit, which is really not funny at all.

“...... Listen, lads, we don't have many opportunities...... Whoever can move is moving, let's use that trick...... Whether it's life or death, leave it to the twin gods of Solan!"