In the afternoon, the group continued on the road.

The midday sun was extremely hot, and the elven magician could also use some low-level water-based magic, but it was only enough to maintain the comfort of the four of them.

Even though none of them were ordinary people, everyone except Carl was a little sweaty.

"Mr. Karl, won't you be hot?" Edgar asked curiously.

"Huh? OK. Even though Carl was in a hurry, he was also feeling the realm of "potential", and he continued to close his eyes after answering.

As a zombie, of course, it won't be hot, and whether Carl transforms or not, the sunlight won't give him a trace of discomfort.

I don't know if it's because the sun in Panlong is different, or because of his own specialness.

Naturally, there is more than one caravan in the desert, but under normal circumstances, it is difficult to encounter.

After all, it's only two extra days to take a detour, and no one wants to suffer more than that unless necessary.

Seeing that Karl was reluctant to say more, Edgar focused on hurrying on the road.

"That man is still wearing a black cloak in the middle of this desert, isn't he hot?" Edgar muttered to himself.

About a kilometer in front of the caravan, a man in a black cloak was drinking with his head up, and a long knife pinned to his back.

The desert is deserted, and the view is naturally very good, so even if it is a thousand meters away, Edgar can see what the people in front of him are doing.

When it finally came, Carl opened his eyes.

"Stop, I'm afraid it's not good!" Hank said in a deep voice.

Naturally, everyone surrounded Hank in the middle, and of course, Karl was also there, in case the dwarves died.

Sure enough, the man in front of him saw them stop, suddenly turned around and walked slowly towards them.

At the same time, behind them, a similarly dressed man appeared, boasting a long sword.

Both are of the dwarven race, but are taller and stronger than the usual dwarves.

When they were a hundred meters away from Karl and the others, the two men in black cloaks drew their weapons and ran.

Sou.

All three arrows were shot at the sword-wielding dwarf, and the dwarf swayed slightly as he ran, dodging two, and with a wave of the long knife in his hand, he directly slashed the third arrow feather.

Walking in the opposite direction, the speed of the arrow feather against him is the sum of the speed of the two, but despite this, it is still so easy that it is enough to show the strength of the enemy.

The mage casts wind magic and blesses his members.

Tried to cast "Slowdown" on these two enemy dwarves, but was dodged by both of them.

"The speed, which is about five percent faster, may be the reason why I am too fast." Carl waved his hand, feeling the effect of wind magic on him, but it was very limited.

100 meters away, fleeting.

Naturally, Carl couldn't wait for his teammates to be slaughtered before making a move, and he didn't find that there were assassins lurking around him through induction.

So he jumped straight out of the crowd and took the long knife straight in front of him.

While!

Under the blow, both of them took a few steps back.

"Level nine." Carl said in his heart.

"What a hard axe." The dwarf looked at the long knife in his hand with a gap, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

Both of them are heavyweight weapons, although the dwarf has a long knife in his hand, but the back of the knife is two fingers wide, and it is slashed against the black cut, and there is only a small gap, which is enough to prove the texture of the long knife.

Carl continued to step forward, he could already hear screams behind him, so he had to fight quickly.

However, he didn't want to transform in front of people unless he had to, so his speed was a little worse than this dwarf.

The dwarves have a lot of combat experience, they know the sharpness of Carl's weapons, and through a fight, they understand that although Carl only has an eighth-level strength, his head-on attack power is not inferior to that of a ninth-level master.

So in the battle with Karl, the dwarf chose to drag it with a knife, dragged it to his teammates to kill it all, and then besieged Carl together.

For a time, the battle between the two actually entered a stalemate.

On the other hand, it can be said that the situation is one-sided, the dwarves with swords do not fight Wellington, but slaughter those low-level first, and this is where the screams Karl hears originate.

"Damn!" Edgar roared in a frenzy as two of his teammates were dead within a few moments of the fight.

Edgar gave up on his defenses altogether, but even with the blessing of wind magic, he still couldn't catch up with the other party.

Wellington can occasionally output one or two swords, but they are easily resisted by the sword dwarves, and after resisting with the sword dwarves, they deliberately attack Hank, so scared that Wellington does not dare to leave Hank's vicinity at all.

In addition to the battle, Karl discovered the battle situation here through the afterglow, and as the number of personnel continued to decrease, he was hesitating to burst out with all his strength.

Suddenly, a turquoise light flashed on him, and Carl instantly felt his speed increase by more than thirty percent.

Wind support magic "Extreme Speed".

Karl turned his head to see that the elven magician had passed out in the arms of his clan.

Obviously, she had seen that the key to this battle lay with Carl, so she increased her magic power in a special way, and she fainted due to the overdraft of her mental power.

Carl's original speed was only a little worse than that of a dwarf with a knife, but now it has increased by more than three percent, far exceeding that of a dwarf with a knife.

Airplanes!

Karl's figure flashed, and he appeared directly in front of the dwarf with a knife.

Dangdang!

Black Cut is constantly chopping and slashing, and the dwarves can't dodge it with a knife, so they can only defend it again and again with the back of the knife.

However, after more than ten times, the dwarf's mouth was already drenched in blood, and the back of the knife was also dented.

"Big brother."

The sword-wielding dwarf let out a loud shout, and with the help of another slash, leaped to the side of the sword-wielding dwarf.

"Be careful!" The sword dwarf was slaughtering to his heart's content, and when he heard the voice, he turned his head to see his second brother followed by a dark giant axe.

Carl actually threw out the black cut as a hidden weapon.

"Heh... Yes! ”

This axe carries Carl's perception of "potential", and how can the dwarf dodge it during the jump with a knife.

Just screamed halfway and was chopped in the back by an axe, and the black cut weighing 5,000 catties directly smashed the dwarf with a knife, and flew out dozens of meters before falling to the ground.

The few people who still survived the caravan did not feel cruel at all, and in the battle just now, this dwarf with a sword had already killed more than a dozen people.

"You, damn it." The sword dwarf looked at Carl with a vicious gaze, he was stronger than the sword dwarf.

When he stepped on it hard, he saw a big crater burst out on the ground, and the dwarf rushed directly at Carl with his sword, and his speed was not a few points slower than Carl.

On top of that, Karl's weapon has been thrown out as a hidden weapon, and it is still far away, which is why the dwarf with the sword dares to step forward.

After all, he is strong, mainly in speed, and not much higher in attack than a dwarf with a knife.

Karl looked at the sword-wielding dwarf rushing over, and did not panic at all, and directly took a long sword from the hands of the dead guards beside him.

Who said that I, Karl, would only use a giant axe? I've been practicing swords since the beginning.

With an axe, you can lift as light as a weight, and with a sword, you can lift as light as a weight.

Whether it's a sword or an axe, Karl's current speed and strength are actually about the same, but he prefers to use an axe.

This was discovered by the dwarves with their swords as soon as they fought him.

The two of them are fast and fast, but Carl is better in strength,

With the sword, the dwarf felt that Cal was not holding a long sword, but a heavy sword.

"Chris, you're still not going to make a move?" With a sword dwarf shouted angrily, he pulled back, and was slashed in the chest by Karl's sword.

The dwarf jumped backwards with his sword, and came directly to a boulder more than half a man tall before sitting on the ground.

"It's boring, it's really boring, a mere eighth-level warrior can beat one of your two brothers and maim one, it's really a waste."

With a flirtatious voice, an elven male stepped out from behind the stone.

Generally, the elves are relatively handsome and have kind faces.

But the male elf in front of him, although he is also handsome, gives people the feeling that he doesn't look like a good person at first glance.

"G... Chris. ”

"The scum of the elven clan, the ninth-level great demon of the wind system." The elven magician had woken up and said weakly.

"I didn't expect that someone else knows me, hehe, I will definitely make your death look better in a while." Chris looked at the magician tenderly.

"Hmph, it's dirty."

Immediately after, Chris snorted coldly and threw out a wind blade, which actually slashed directly at the neck of the sword-wielding dwarf sitting beside him.

"You..."The sword dwarf never imagined that his allies would attack him, and he was already seriously injured and killed directly by this wind blade.

"Now, it's your turn." With a wave of one hand, a transparent cyan wing appeared behind his back.

Wind Level 8 Magic - Wind Wings.

Immediately after, Chris flew directly to an altitude of 100 meters.

Obviously, he is also a little jealous of Karl, who can defeat the dwarven brothers, and the mage's body is a weakness, and he must not be approached by a warrior of the same level.

So after killing the dwarf with a sword, he directly distanced himself and flew in the air, which was obviously safer.

"Barton, stop sleeping, get up and get to work."

In the puzzled eyes of everyone, the boulder that was more than half a person high was directly lifted aside.

From the sand, he slowly stood up and stood up a bear-like beast with yellow fur ten meters high.

Everyone couldn't imagine that there was such a behemoth hiding beside them all the time.

Bear-like demonic beasts, they are still so big, at least ninth-level demonic beasts.

"Lucky ants, you are lucky to die at the feet of the Earth Bear." Chris spoke in a relaxed tone, clearly believing that he had a chance of winning.

"Sanctuary Monster—Earth Bear?" Carl was also dumbfounded.

What kind of luck is this, but the ninth-level great magic guide can actually contract a holy realm demonic beast.

"No, it's not right, it's not a Sacred Realm Demonic Beast, it's still a ninth-level peak, and this Earth Bear hasn't fully matured yet." Karl said darkly.

However, this made him even more envious of Chris's luck, this Chris definitely succeeded in the contract when the Earth Bear was a child.

And once the Warcraft is signed a master-servant contract, as long as the master does not die, it cannot be violated.

So as long as this earth bear is an adult...

The Earth Bear in its entirety, it's a true Sanctuary Demonic Beast.

Moreover, the Earth Bear also belongs to the topmost group of demonic beasts in the Sanctuary Realm, so no matter whether Chris can break through to the Sanctuary in the future or not, with the Earth Bear, he can also claim the king and hegemony on the Lotgoya Continent.