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Although it was almost noon, the dark sky of the battlefield was as pale as a mournful gray, as silent as a winter day when snow was falling from morning to night. biquge.info The earth was silent black, stretching into the thick fog: a dead heather hung down on the wall outside the fortress, and the black bark was almost the same as the dirt on the ground, ready to rot and collapse at any moment, and become one with the ground, and the truth, the distorted appearance, would make one wonder how the plant had taken root in such a place.

"The enemy is not a brigade of men ... Otherwise, they would have already surrounded us, and even if they were only half as many as us, they could have made up for it with the undead. But now the problem is that they can inflict losses on us lightly. ”

Elena stood beside Edward, looking at the gray mist in the distance, in that misty gray, there always seemed to be a little shadow constantly shaking: "I can defeat most of the undead, but the magic can only barely give first aid, and if it is completely exhausted, it can only treat one or two seriously injured people... It would be nice if we had a pastor with us. ”

"They were a lucky group of hunters who were hoping to find a few short-haired fat rabbits, but they came across a flock of fat sheep. ”

Edward smiled. Retracting his gaze, he paused with a white skin under the paladin's helmet: "If I were the hunter, I wouldn't have the luxury of capturing these fat sheep in one fell swoop, that's beyond my limit, just kill as many as possible, and if you want to kill as much as possible, you have to do your best to cause chaos for them, otherwise, even the hooves and horns of a flock of sheep can still kill a few hunters when charging." A typical hemp pole is afraid of the wolf. ”

"But they don't know about the fat ...... I mean, the value of these noble knights. Otherwise we will be very passive. ”

The paladin nodded, but then gave the man who had led the speech for his gaffe - but it obviously had no effect, for the culprit laughed a little heartlessly. ＝＝＝．∞b∞．。 ∞★b|驺第嬲姗顉锱

"What do you want to ask? If it is the opinion of the current situation, then my strategy is the same as that of the Viscount Rudolph, to light the beacon and stand by for help. Although this small outpost is a little broken, it is not impossible to find a few points to hold on to a few hourglasses, and it is not impossible to hold out until reinforcements arrive. ”

Although most of it was almost covered by the helmet's visor, Edward's heart was still slightly moved by the light and angry expression: "If it's something else, well, about the early matter, I can only say that you came in time." Saved my ......"

"Don't be kidding, and don't remind me of that!, or I'll handcuff you until the end of this apprenticeship!" The paladin's voice froze, but then softened, and his visor couldn't hide the flush on his cheeks, "But you don't have a scroll with a teleportation spell?"

"I'm sorry, I can't use that stuff yet, it's worthless to carry it. Edward pouted, "Even if there is, I can't use it, I thought I sued you before?"

"Please don't be angry, I just think, just think..."

"Think a cunning guy like me will always have some means to save his life?"

"Yes. You're never going to tell anyone anything, but it's not cunning, it's the wisdom of the mages, aren't you?"

"It's just another way of saying it...... Qubbling is not what a paladin should do.

Edward shook his head a little annoyed and amused, but actually, he wasn't averse to relieving the tension a little - at the far end of his sight, in the writhing gray mist, only he could see more, swaying like a mirage, keeping his distance from the ruined outpost, but at the same time methodically tightening the ambush circle.

The enemy picks up, they have to pick up.

Because the beacon fire ignited very quickly.

Just as Edward turned his gaze, the billowing black smoke had reached a height of dozens of feet. The knights, on the other hand, had already received a tower shield and began to form a formation against the walls inside the outpost.

It has to be said that Lord Rudolph is still somewhat dignified - or rather, the tense atmosphere can at least bring obvious benefits, at least to the rich second generation. They are now in the enemy position rather than playing in the mountains, and the danger is not just words. Unless you like to report to the Grim Reaper first, let the old man give you a proper journey.

Edward didn't want to get involved, though.

"Separating yourself from the cowardly fools and the weak when you are in a situation where you really need to be strict will give you enough courage and reason to walk through the realm where no one dares to set foot in it. The Spirit Crystal Servant slowly climbed out of the shadow of the hood and poked around for his mirror-like body: "If you listen to my advice, you'd better not get too close to these unlucky people, if necessary, they can be your shield."

"What do you mean?"

"I feel some unpleasant disturbances......" The Spirit Servant's voice fell silent, steady and dry, "I can't tell yet, but, it's dangerous. ”

Edward

The main body of the first wave of attacks is still the undead.

Not as terrifying as the giant assemblage corpses, but the swiftness of the attackers' gait was all the more frowning - their hunched bodies were a deeply decaying ochre hue, hung with tattered and decaying fabrics, but they were surprisingly agile in their movements, without the staggering of zombies, knights

The wave's feathered arrows were dodged without achieving any real killing purpose, and before the third wave could open their bows, the undead came from the edge of the mist to the outer wall of the outpost!

The proximity made the rotten exterior look even more disgusting, but in the rotten eye sockets, a deep dark red hue replaced the pupils, making them seem to be able to express that crazy bloodthirsty impulse. What is even more peculiar is that they are unusually developed, showing a peculiar kind of swelled forelimbs - the yellowed bones extend a few inches there, and the sharp ends are actually reflected like metal!

"It's a corpse! Their nails are poisonous, they must not be touched! They can move even if they cut off their heads, and they must break their joints!"

The paladin gave a loud prompt and rushed forward a few steps, but the long sword in his hand had already swept through the bodies of the three corpse demons, and the spray of positive energy ablated the bodies of the undead like strong acid, causing them to squeak out a bone-aching squeak from their throats that had not yet been completely corrupted!

The noble knights in the rear let out a cheer, but it was like ducks suddenly choked by the throat: they couldn't laugh - the spears in the hands of the regular knights pierced through the bodies of a dozen corpses, but just as they collected their guns, some huge shadows jumped out of the zombies in front of them!

To be precise, some of the shadows that are swelling and growing—their original appearance of being covered in mud and decay, and their appearance as corpses are indistinguishable from those of corpses, swelled up with the action of jumping, and in almost a short breath, they are far beyond the height of ordinary people!

The muscles swelled as if they were inflated, and then covered by thick hair, almost just between breaths, the originally thin and shriveled corpse demon had turned into a huge beast, and the body of more than eight feet rushed forward, and the tip of the simple riding spear had just pierced their smooth skin, and it had been stuck

"Beasts!

The commander's voice raised a notch, but he didn't lose his composure, but then, he paused for a moment—in his sight, the longbow in the hand of the black-robed companion not far away made a sharp hum, and a shadow rushed towards him!

There was a soft clang, and the arrow was picked off by a sharp blade.

The Commander reflexively took two steps back and looked at the figure that had just stepped out of the void. Wrapped in black, his figure was slender and tall, and he looked a little elegant as a legendary elf, but a sharp blade was full of spikes, with a strange shape, flowing with silver light!

But this shadow only flickered and then receded, like a real light and shadow.

Edward narrowed his eyes, noticing that the other party had once again disappeared into the air, as suddenly as he had appeared—his figure was not visible near the original trajectory, only the unique ripples of the spatial disturbance were trembling slightly—and the other party was not invisible, but had swooped into another dimension.

"Damn!" he cursed.

The psionic tendons contracted violently, tensed, and relaxed, drawing an arc in the air like a stone bullet thrown by a trebuchet, and then flipped over in the air!

Kick a ball that has just flown up and was thrown in the direction of the Paladin!

Flutter!冖=b. ∞★b

The ball didn't fly very far, and the moment it hit the ground, it exploded with a terrible muffled sound.

Yes, the terrible muffled sound followed by a series of changes.

First of all, it's a strange and rotten smell -- this simple word can't actually describe this smell exactly, to be precise, it's a sour stench of feces, rotten organic matter mixed with hydrogen sulfide and concentrated sulfuric acid, and then concentrated ten times or more. Even from a distance of dozens of feet, the terrible smell rushed into the nasal cavity like a living thing, ravaging every olfactory cell.

It's not the green itself, it's just the smell that comes out

One can imagine what kind of nightmare it would be to be sprayed in the face of such a mass of things, even if it was a holy warrior who was protected by divine energy.

"It's so vicious. Edward muttered, and when he landed, he reached for his waist and pulled out a three-edged dagger, and a black thing!

But at this moment of distraction, the fierce wind that came from the side made Edward's heart start!

The sound was so close, and the illusion of the cloak didn't seem to affect the other party's judgment at all, and the hunter reflexively twisted his body to try to dodge the attack, but the surprise was much faster and heavier than he had imagined - just before the hunter tried to move, it had already come first, and it had reached his flank!

Syllable!

The mage's armor flickered into a solid, pushing the metal away a little, only to crumble into countless fragments with a click! Then, the moment his toes occupied, Edward reflexively jumped to the side!

However, it seemed to be a little late--after the bang, he only felt a dull pain in his flanks, and between stepping back, his ribs made a crisp snapping sound - the other party's sharp blade cut through his robe, and was pushed away by the chain mail, but it was not a problem, the problem was that at that moment, the power of the opponent's hand burst out...

An amazing sheep's head-like force field,

Edward's body rolled in the air, like the ball he had just kicked off, tumbling in mid-air, crashing into the outer wall of a fortress, falling heavily to the ground, and turning around a few more times before barely stopping!

"Ahem......puff"

The fishy sweetness in his throat frightened Edward, and the hunter could even clearly feel his heart stop beating for a while due to the heavy blow. Even with the defense of chain mail, the inherent weakness of this armor is that it is extremely poor at buffering strength, so that power still hurts him.

No, or perhaps what shook his heart was the fact that the other party had come to him silently - it was the first time he had been unable to detect the whereabouts of an opponent since he had received the kind of vision that could see through a qiē illusion.

And the attack just now, the power in his face, was extremely terrifying, and when Edward noticed it, he had already flown out of the place where he had just landed a few hundred feet away!

"Very strong. ”

The air flickered, turning into a ripple, and then a large dark red shadow emerged from it... "It's really strong. Jumping backwards to dodge the attack, as a spellcaster, your reflexes are sharp. He continued, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice: "And he was so cautious that he did not hesitate to wear armor. Oh, or maybe you're not a spellcaster, but just value the robes' protective spells? ”

"Aren't you going to help your friend? ahem...... Although they are indeed quite powerful, it is still a little difficult to deal with a dozen knights in the past."

Edward stood up slowly, feeling his entire joints wailing, but staring at the bright red robe—a long hood that almost covered most of his cheeks, and wide cuffs that resembled mage robes, but the belt around his waist made it more suitable for agility.

The red robe stood quietly, as if he hadn't paid attention to the battlefield of the dozen knights and werewolves. ＝＝＝．∞b∞．。 ∞★b|驺第嬲姗顉锱

"No, that's our mission, to harass Hayman City a little bit to help the Emperor ** team win, but from the beginning, my goal was you, I waited for you to get out of the castle, to leave the defense, to wait for your spirit to relax, and then to prepare for this moment. ”

"Apparently you didn't succeed..."Edward straightened up, reached out and pressed the broken bone on his chest, pressing hard, and with a slight click, his head instantly broke out in a layer of sweat.

If it weren't for the effect of self-hypnosis, the pain of straightening Duan Lei's ribs was really not something that ordinary people could bear, but the advantage was that it would make the subsequent actions not cause more pain like a terrible fire.

It can also create a psychological deterrent to the opponent.

In fact, if one or two healing techniques were added, his body should be able to recover as before, but Edward did not do this - the healing technique of chain mail is also one of his hole cards, and it cannot be completely controlled by others.

"No, I succeeded, or rather, something went wrong with my idea from the beginning, and I didn't think that your companions, well, their main target of protection turned out to be not you, but just stupid idiots. I don't understand how these guys are valued compared to the owner of an artifact, but now, you're easily separated, so I won.

"But I'm curious, what the hell are you looking for me?"

"Hehe, don't pretend to be garlic, you know very well what I'm going to do with you, don't insult me, and it's better not to insult yourself, get ready. Although it will consume too much power and physical objects to come back to this world, how long can you hold on?"

Edward's eyes narrowed, and the noise seemed to disappear, and only the sound of metal seemed to be heard around him, and all that was silent was the sound of the wind.

So he tensed every muscle in his body, clenched the dagger in his sleeve, and locked his gaze on his opponent's breathing and heartbeat. There was a metallic smell in the mouth, as if all the water had been evaporated and was horribly dry.

He was supposed to be a spellcaster, I don't know if it was magic or arcane, but the unique aura on his body, the caster's exclusive scent, couldn't hide from Edward,

But that's not all......

"Not necessarily my friend, not necessarily. Edward let out a sinister laugh, the invisibility of the other party is not good for him, but that does not mean that our protagonist has the slightest fear of them

For example, this ability called Erasure of Consciousness.

This thing is somewhat like an invisibility spell, but unlike the invisibility, which can be heard and smelled by changing the path of light through the distorted law to achieve the purpose of deceiving the vision, it is psychological invisibility - everything is happening, but for the manifested, all the actions of the manifest are artificially ignored - it does not hide the sound, Smell may be a factor other than vision, but in the perception of the unfortunate person who is affected by this psychic ability, there is no presence of the manifest person at all, or even some objects associated with him. Even if a door opens and closes because of this, or something flies unnaturally in the air.

Of course, the disadvantage is also obvious, as long as the general stealth spell is cast on itself, ordinary people will ignore the existence of the caster, but this spiritual energy can only affect one target, 纟

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