Finn could not let the fellows come near in any way, not even to destroy the trestle, and when they returned, they would only have to lay down the boat to meet them, or they would swim over and cast their rope nets.

A few more wind blades blew by, and the wooden planks on the T-shaped trestle cracked and exploded into sawdust, breaking a gap more than four meters long.

There is simply no way for these heavily armed priests to jump over.

Marcus silently recited the prayer, only to see that where the trestle broke, branches and sprouts sprouted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then countless thick vines rose wildly, and a rattan bridge was erected.

Fen, whose face was covered in blood, frowned, since he was a priest of the Eternal Sect, it was not uncommon for him to know some techniques.

Wollman jumped off the trestle with a giant tomahawk, and since he was a fucking Syrian, it didn't matter if he killed a few big guys.

He rushed away, facing the priest in more than twenty costumes, and directly got on, grabbed the battle axe behind him, and slammed the man's helmet directly with the heavy iron block behind him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Wolman's stormy smash smashed the dragon face pocket several centimeters thick into a dent for more than half of it, and it stands to reason that his head was also squeezed in it and exploded.

Marcus sneered.

These priests have been "blessed" by the miracles of the dragon lord, as long as there are enough parts left to support the movement of the body, their heads are blown off, and they can still fight.

They also have the power of magic pattern construction in their heavy armor, and the priest from the Aram headquarters is not a miscellaneous soldier.

Bang!

The half-dented priest slammed a mace into Wollman's waist, shattering the scales that could withstand gold and iron, oozing bright red blood.

The other priests didn't just watch from the sidelines, but gathered around, some with maces, some with chains, and beckoned to Wollman.

Frequently breaking armor, Wollman was covered in blood, and even then he was able to bear it alive.

"Fuck you......"

Wollman swung his axe with all his strength and immediately bounced several priests away.

The combat power of these demons is so fierce that they can't be singled out, let alone more than twenty people gathered together.

Wolman also went berserk, and threw down the longaxe, empty-handed, when a priest smashed it with a mace, Wolman pinched his wrist raw, and then put his other hand against the pastor's shoulder.

These heavy iron plate armor are extremely well-defended and impermeable, and since they cannot be destroyed from the outside, what about the inside?

It was brutal and barbaric.

Wolman pulled the man's hand, tearing the shoulder blades alive, breaking all the sinew, and tearing off the entire hand along with the gauntlets, along with the relatively fragile joints.

Wollman used the "custom flail" in a rage, and began to jerk the other priest, knocking his mace down, and then still giving up his weapon, slamming it to the ground with a swoop, holding it down with a terrifying weight, and pressing his hands directly on his head.

Unexpectedly......

He plucked it alive and threw it like a cannonball at a priest, smashing it into the water, drowning him alive with the weight of the plate armor.

Finally reduced the number of two.

Rao was so, but two fists were invincible to four hands, and none of the priests were so easy that they surrounded him again.

Heywood couldn't sit still, the backbone of the ship had always used themselves as tools, not actually their own waste, but they were relatively much stronger, and they still had some use.

Heywood also jumped off the side of the ship and ...... Take off your helmet.

"Lord Heywood is fighting, too?"

Wollman knew that Heywood's identity could not see the light.

"As long as they're all dead and there are no witnesses, isn't it over?"

I saw that Heywood's head was covered with black goat horns, blood-red skin, and then, there were three pairs of eyes, each of which was eeriely golden, and a pair of insect-like mouthparts at the corners of her mouth, and two rows of teeth like saws when she grinned.

Not only those priests, but also Marcus were stunned, could it be that the dragon lord's guidance was this creature? Whether it is the Western Continent or anywhere else, it is unheard of, but it is incomparably similar to the devil recorded in the evil books.

Without any weapon, Heywood lunged at a priest.

Marcus wanted to be captured alive, but now was not the time, and he had to let the priest kill him, and he could bring the body back with him.

The priest's mace slammed into Heywood's neck.

However, the scene was too eerie.

Although Heywood is a low-level demon, he is also a real demon.

I saw that his belly and chest were completely torn apart, forming an incomparably terrifying bloody mouth, with dozens of rows of fangs stacked on top of each other so dense that it was terrifying, and there were bone spurs sticking out of the center, how terrifying it was.

Heywood looked directly above the priest's head, his head completely submerged by a cracked mouth in his chest and abdomen, and his teeth chewed wildly, but this did nothing to protect the iron armor.

Only the pastor himself knows what happened to him.

The bone spurs in the center of the big mouth, growing wildly, pierced into the two holes that the dragon's face used to see, and then pierced into his neck, churning in his internal organs.

It wasn't until the pastor was completely incapacitated that Heywood gave up.

Bang!

One of Heywood's arms was smashed off from the flail, but not a drop of blood came out, and the hand just scattered into red sand.

He blocked the break in his shoulder, and took several steps back in a row, he was still too reluctant, if his boss, the master chief was here, how could these guys be so presumptuous, and they would have used it for wine in a few seconds.

But after all these years, they must have marched farther away, leaving themselves alone in this untrodden land.

The two dozen priests are fierce.

There were also dozens of active gendarmes and defenders in the back.

They had all rushed towards the ship at this time, and they saw that the chain bullets were about to be reloaded, but there was not enough time to adjust the horizontal angle of the shot at such a close distance, and they would also be injured by mistake.

Fen had to start using necromancy.

It was still the same as before, and a phantom of him slowly walked out of Fen's side, but this phantom was a complete dark purple mist, and as soon as he came out, it turned into a burst of purple mist.

The purple mist seemed to have life, quickly sinking into the bodies of all the dead on the shore.

Because the number of people to be manipulated was almost critical, Fen began to spill black nosebleeds, and his "concentration" was rapidly depleting.

I saw more than 200 people who had become rotten flesh and bones get up from the ground, black flesh and blood grew from the defective parts, and their eyes were completely purple.

As if their physical abilities had been blessed with secret powers, they rioted, biting at the teeth of their former allies, some of them still had their instincts, and they could swing their weapons.

"What's the situation?"

A gendarme turned his head and was directly frightened, and was immediately bitten in the neck by a resurrected corpse, spraying blood.

The morale of the rest of the population also completely collapsed.

"Necromancy ......"

Marcus saw that the situation was about to be reversed, and hurriedly called out the giant's name.

At this time, the wounded demented giant also stood up again, and his mouth spoke a murmur that could not be called words, and his vitality was beyond imagination.

The giant is still so exaggerated.

There were also a few half-scrapped ships parked in the harbor, and the giant roared on the ship, and together with the metal of the ship's side guardrail, he broke off a large wooden wrench more than ten meters long as a weapon, and swept at the army of resurrected corpses.

At this time.

Archer outside the secret harbor didn't dare to come in, it was too fucking scary.

That's when Archer heard the sound of horses' hooves.

It's List, they're back.