Everyone thinks that they are the protagonists on the stage of life. But without anyone, the world is still running.

Everyone thinks they are the chess players in the game. In fact, it wasn't until he was eaten that he realized that he was just a pawn.

Everyone feels like they are hunters in a confrontation. When there is no way to escape, Fang is shocked to realize that he is the prey.

It wasn't until the magician sealed the final passage that the elders of the Order of Hahn realized that they had fallen into the trap.

The battle that was originally a sure chance of victory, because of a dead man and a living man, the whole situation was completely different.

The command system of the Hann Society was the first to be disorganized. It was to attack the group of leaders who challenged them, the leaders of the various organizations in the original Storm Bay; still to resist the legendary figure who established an organization in his name, but turned against the water; Or go after the magician who has cut off everyone's way out.

Especially in the darkness with only a glimmer of light, even if the people of the Hann Society have props and potions to prepare night vision, it does not mean that they have the means to grasp everything that happens in the dungeon. In addition, they are not an army, at most they are the level of street gangsters, at best they are some gangsters with high skills, and no matter how high their skills are, they can't change the disadvantages of their own affairs.

When the anger at the cut off subsided, and the disparity between the enemy and the enemy was no longer a reason to despise the other, the Honn Order finally understood their situation, but there was nothing they could do to change it.

The front besieging the leaders of the various organizations in Storm Bay can be said to be the best part of the situation. However, with Uzov Gantia's men and four silverbearded dwarves as the backbone, the two magic apprentices fought fires everywhere, and although it was difficult to avoid the injuries of their comrades, they also maintained this front.

And the reason why the Hann Society can't devote more people to this online and form a stronger oppression is, of course, the stitched corpses and mages who have killed them.

As core members of the Grace Society, they had seen the battle of the Great Rock Horn more than once, and each time they saw their blood boiling. A fist can hurt someone, and a broken bone can also hurt someone; The claws are not sharp enough and there are teeth, and the arms are not strong enough and there are legs! Stitching up the corpse is completely used to exchange injuries for injuries, punching to the flesh until the opponent is beaten down.

Anyway, he was originally the deceased, and where the body was broken, he would replace the parts of the body. And the reason why the loss rate is so high is because the parts of these bodies are not his bodies in the Dark Ages, in their heyday. It is said to be a remnant of the old gods, a body made up of the body of a god. At that time, the power of the giant rock Hann was enough to slaughter the gods.

It's not that the people of the Grace Society can't dig up the body of the strong and replace the broken limbs of the stitched corpse, but they don't dare. At the beginning, with the limbs of ordinary humans, this stitched corpse could kill one alone, and a group of them would also find it tricky to surround and suppress the demonic beasts.

They were more afraid of the sutured corpse losing control than the enemy. At the end of the day, they can't trust an undead who has survived the Dark Ages. That worry is now being fulfilled.

When the Rock Hann attacked them with the same ferocity, even using techniques that he had never seen him use, the people of the Hann Society were devastated.

The part of the broken bone exposed by the severed arm is inserted into the fatal point with precision. If he is slapped with the palm of his hand, or hit by the shoulder, or leans back, the person who is attacked will first dehydrate and then melt as if the inside is beginning to boil inside. And the process is quite slow and painful. At first, the people who fought against him didn't care, but when one victim after another was born and joined the Grace Society, this group of people who did all kinds of evil were also scared.

If there is some hope in him, it is that this stitched corpse is not indestructible. As long as you can attack from his dead end, you can always get some results. The weapon, so big that it could be written on it, became an impenetrable barrier around the magician who didn't wear any armor.

The elders of the Order of Hahn did not rely on age and blood to achieve their current status. They are also ruthless people who have been killed from the sea of corpses and bones, especially those magicians who think highly of themselves.

Usually when encountering such an opponent, just dispersing the magic on the opponent's body is enough to make them panic to make all kinds of wrong actions, and eventually die at their hands. When had they ever met a magician like the one in front of them? Without auxiliary magic, he dares to fight hard with others by relying on his physical strength.

And it dispels all the magic effects on this magician, not only secondary magic, but also defensive magic, including the Wind Enchantment, which can deflect the trajectory of long-range weapons. A group of warriors who could use bows and arrows gathered in the shortest possible time and fired a salvo of arrows.

In the faint light, only the whistle was heard, and there was no trace of the arrow feathers, which should have been more deadly, but the magician who was supposed to be hit by the arrow did not stop his killing pace as if nothing had happened.

Even if you can't escape with flashing, it's a good idea to make the threat disappear from you. The alien banishment technique is the real reliance on someone to save their own life. It's just that not many people can see it. In the eyes of others, they will only regard those arrows that should have been shot at him, but disappeared for no reason, as their own dazzle.

When the dust settled, Lin didn't leave anyone behind, and said a in front of the other party as if showing off, and finally gave people their lives to the west. Bad people die of talking too much, and he understands this truth better than anyone else. What's more, the other one doesn't leave a hand. Only after ending the last enemy's life can he use the light technique again to light up every corner of the dungeon.

The stitched corpse, which had not yet met the real death, was only half of its body, with an arm and a head. As for the small half of the vertebrae that remained in the lower half of his body, he let it drag to the ground as if he didn't feel it. Unable to get up any longer, he leaned on the ground and crawled on one arm, until he came to the lich, who had never made a move from beginning to end. He lowered his head again and said:

"Your Majesty......"

Fen preemptively said, "You've really become so weak that you can't speak." ”

The suture corpse did not reply, nor did it even answer. He just came to his lord and humbly bowed his head, completely devoid of the murderous posture he had just had.

The Lich rose from the makeshift throne. Without the support of magic, the sand fell back to the ground as if nothing had happened. She came to her old subordinate, crouched down and said, "Call me Fen, Fen Ni, don't call me Your Majesty." I hated that last name, and I hated what I used to do. ”

"Yes, master."

Fen shrugged his shoulders indifferently at the change of title, pulled out the machete from his waist, and raised it high. At the same time, he said, "Stone, raise your head." ”

The stitched corpse propped himself up and raised his head. The blade of the machete, like white light, shone brightly, but he had no expression. As if he had guessed the result, or had he already come to his senses?

I saw the lich raise his knife and fall, and the human head that had been stitched up and the corpse fell to the ground with a clang. Everyone who can still watch alive is nervous. Fen directly stuck the tip of the machete into the head, held it up, and said, "You are so weak, so weak that I don't want to take you with me." Let's do it first, and then I will help you recover if you have the chance. Also, let's ditch the surname 'Hann'. I've forgotten which bastard got it for you, it doesn't make sense at all. In this way, you have no opinion. ”

"Okay, master. The corpse has no opinion. The stitched corpse with one head left could still speak, even roll his eyes. Fen was accustomed to it, took out a hemp rope that he didn't know where it came from, and went directly through Stone's temple and out from the other side. When the knot is tied again, it becomes a talking head that can be carried or held.

Seeing that Fen's expression softened a lot, Lin knew that this was a knot in her heart that she had untied. That's why he dared to approach and asked about his two embarrassed apprentices. "Well, it's fine. It looks like you have good hands and feet, and you don't need to find some fresh limbs to help you connect them. ”

"Humph!" "Humph!" The two girls moved in unison, but one on the left and one on the right, and shook the back of their heads to show their teacher. Someone was directly stunned. Out of the adrenaline-pumping fighting state, someone's ability to think seems to have dropped. In fact, it hasn't changed, it's just back to the original level. In this way, he couldn't figure out for a while how he provoked these two little aunts and grandmothers.

The lich who was in a good mood didn't wait to see a good show. She directly revealed the mystery and said: "You don't tell them if you're angry, so you jump in and kill by yourself." They tried to keep up, but I persuaded them to come down. The strength is not good, and there is no way to even want to defend your back road, and they will add chaos to following in. ”

In this regard, someone could only say haha and smile bitterly. Let them follow? I always feel that this is more dangerous for me.

That's when the others noticed a frightening fact. This magician didn't have any blood on him!

You must know that when the sword goes down, the blood is like rain. However, the person who stood closest had not a single trace of blood on his body.

But the fact is that someone who is bullish on martial arts is very wary of someone spewing out a mouthful of poisonous blood before dying. Therefore, for the liquid that is about to splash on his body, or anything uncertain, Lin is directly serving in the exile technique of another dimension. That's why I let myself go up and down, so clean that it looks like I just washed and dried.

Among the people present, the person who wanted to shout the most was actually Uzov Gantia. On the forum, the comment on this man who was attached to the former demon king was 'A guy who is useless without a magic tower'.

He really wanted those who made such comments to come here and take a look. Look at how this bloody place was caused by a good-for-nothing guy. Although he was the same as he was in normal combat, it didn't affect how lethal he was.

Glance at your closest companions. The tacit understanding allows them to understand some relatively simple things without opening their mouths. And the glance they looked at each other brought a wry smile to each other. Uzov Gantiya silently raised the danger level of this magician by several levels. The same list is not to be provoked.