In a swamp, there can never be a so-called safe zone, and no one knows when there will be a deadly attack on the muddy ground beneath their feet. As soon as the defensive circle broke, everyone knew that the expansion of casualties was inevitable.

Without the soldiers in front of them wearing heavy armor to constantly clean up and resist the poisonous snakes underwater, with the skills of a magician, once they are close to the body, it is a certain death.

Davion could see it, and the experienced mercenaries in the field could naturally see it. Both leaders increased the speed of their men's killings, and even had to abandon their defenses just to kill a few more vipers. Even if it is a strong body like a bear, the surface is a little dyed with abnormal cyan. But this did not alleviate the anxiety in their hearts in the slightest, and a mage was not something that a few subordinates could exchange. Mercenaries like them, recruiting a magician, in addition to a lot of money, connections, thoughts, etc., it is a huge loss to kill one, and I don't know when I want to recruit a magician.

Tolloff couldn't bear it anymore, and after seeing another magician screaming and falling to the ground, he drew a long knife again with his backhand, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and jumped backwards violently, dodging the attacks of many Darzan vipers, muttering incantations in his mouth. The three knives flashed an eerie purple, and then a faint purple smoke began to slowly spread across the swamp.

It's just that it seems that Tolloff's trick to press the bottom of the box didn't have much effect. Except that the speed of the poisonous snake was suppressed to a certain extent, it did not hurt much, but looking at Tolloff's pale face and still struggling to support it, there seemed to be another mystery.

"That thing, it's uncomfortable. Priest hesitantly spat out a few words, as a devout religious knight, many of the secret methods circulating in the dark world are somewhat repulsive to him, and the ability to make him feel uncomfortable will not be like this.

"There should only be about thirty of Darzan's vipers. Olofan squinted and reported a number. Lena originally came with the intention of picking up bargains, and the next action mainly depends on Davion and Priest.

Priest's original idea was to make a deal with the group if it was feasible to get what he wanted in the swamp. Although there are only four people on your side, if you show up at the right time, you can show your strength appropriately. The other party will not underestimate themselves too much, after all, the risk they take will not be proportional to their income.

Davion looked up and over there again, his head bowed and thinking alone. In fact, he knew that if he said his own ideas, even Priest would not agree too much, even after a year of training, Davion had tried to be kind enough to strangers. Although he was often alone in Rock Ridge City, he was a little lonely, but this did not hinder Davian's yearning for the ideas he had from childhood. He has always recognized the goodness of human nature in the depths of his heart, and believes that he can befriend others with his own kindness.

He wondered if he could use this to exchange the most basic information from the other party after Priest rescued the other party, instead of the most direct and fundamental interests or cooperation, or even to blackmail the other party and kidnap the other party with morality. The ancient chivalry did not allow such a selfish and dirty mind to exist. Davion himself took it as a belief to some extent.

Davion knew that such an idea was unlikely to be accepted by others, and even the closest people would never risk it for this reason in the face of golden coins and days without even bread, or even in the choice between life and death. Davion is unwavering in his beliefs, but not superstitious. Father and mother did not instill in Davion's mind the stubbornness of knights and elves, knowing that in the outside world, thinking was the only way to prove that they were unique. Even if they knew that sometimes excessive blankness of mind could easily make Davion insensitive, even embarrassed, dangerous, and ostracized, as long as he could still believe what they wanted him to hold onto, he would grow up one day.

"Priest, do as you decide. Davion responded to them. In the end, Davion himself still put the decision in the hands of Priest, because he was overly eager to succeed, and sometimes it was difficult to accept the strange eyes of others.

However, watching the fresh lives in front of him continue to pass away in front of him, Davian still felt a little twitching in his heart. It's been a long time since the Battle of Rock Ridge City that this feeling has been felt again, and even Davion has begun to slowly forget about it.

Now, it is so real in Davian's heart, that there is an emptiness in his chest that something that is difficult to let go of has been forcibly taken away, and the fragility of human life can sometimes become the most painful fact.

It's a pity that no one can understand Davian's mood, and Olofan whispered behind him: "They should be almost over, the snakes can't resist for long, this kind of loss should be at the limit." Lena began to condense her magic with a small increase in mana, while Priest was on guard against the wolf who hadn't really done it yet. Davion alone slowly raised his shield, but did not make any further moves.

As another Darzan viper was cut down, Iwolf picked up his broadsword and slashed it out in an extremely exaggerated gesture. With the slash of the knife, the Darzan vipers that surrounded them also scattered and flew out. Yi Wolf stood in the center with a sword, quite like the style of a knight at the end of the knight era.

At this time, the bodies of all the injured Darzan vipers also slowly took on a lifeless gray color, making the whole body look like it was rapidly losing its breath from the inside out. As the movement slowed down, gradually one after another Darzan vipers fell into the puddle and could not move. It seemed that the situation was slowly returning to the hands of the mercenary hunters, and the surviving mercenaries, who had rarely breathed a sigh of relief, began to gather. The few thick-armored warriors picked up their dead comrades' equipment and formed a protective ring again, and Tolloff commanded the remaining jungle rangers to begin to adjust. There were only four magicians left in the middle of the crowd at this time, slowly recovering their magic power, but it was a pity that the magicians who did not meditate could really not be of much use in a short period of time in such a state.

A magician has died, and both of them are not very good-looking, and they only hope that their employers will be paid enough to make up for their losses. In addition to manpower, the damage rate of the equipment and the potion for this chronic toxicity after going out are a lot of expenses, which makes the mood of Yi Wolf, who originally wanted to do a big job, sink to the bottom, a pair of bloodshot eyes as if to choose someone to eat, standing beside him can feel the fluctuating smell of blood. In contrast, Tolloff only hid his face under his hair, and the jungle rangers around him did not say much, as if this swamp was silent.

In the distance, the swimming sound of Darzan's poisonous snake slowly sounded, as the famous swamp in the east of the continent, there is no shortage of all kinds of swamp creatures here. Even before reaching the deepest part of the swamp, this territory occupied by the Darzan Serpents is not a place for anyone to come to as soon as they want.

It was unthinkable to kill an area of Darzan Vipers with so many dozen people, and the original idea was to attract as many Darzan Vipers as possible to the ambush site, and then catch them all, and finally leave here as quickly as possible. Unfortunately, the losses of this ambush far exceeded the total of the two men, except for the brothers who died in the battle, most of them were injured and lost their strength, which made it impossible for the entire team to be ready to flee the scene in a short time. In a hurry, exposing their backs to these perennial Darzan vipers would only bury everyone here.

As Wolf and Tolloff hesitated, a line of fire separated them from the Darzan Viper, and the sheer precision of their magic manipulation allowed the magic to condense as much as possible into a thick line, horizontal into the water rather than a tall wall of fire that didn't really do much. The four magicians here also had uncertain faces after seeing this hand, and they couldn't figure out each other's strength.

In front of them, four young men in different costumes walked out from the side, and the nerves of the mercenaries who had just finished the fierce battle immediately tensed into a string, and the longbow that the Guardian of the Jungle had not used before was also held in his hand.

However, the first to walk out was a tall man with a war hammer in his left hand and dressed as a religious knight. The tips of Tolloff's twin knives sank slightly, and the wolf pointed his long knives at the other side very simply. However, the man just put the four fingers of his right hand together and tapped his chest, which is the most basic and the most recognized ancient knightly etiquette in the mainland. Immediately, the man raised the war hammer, and a harmonious and warm halo spread around everyone, and many people's injuries improved, although everyone's injuries were not adequately treated, but the overall combat effectiveness recovered a little.

Seeing the other party's kindness, the mercenaries here restrained their murderous aura. It was only at this point that Iwolf and Torlev had the heart to slowly look at the four adventurers who appeared in front of them.