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Time seemed to have passed in everyone's senses...... But in fact, it has only been a few dozen breaths since the appearance of the gnolls......

"Baroque dude, follow me!"

Taking a deep breath of the air that had begun to fill with blood, and letting his lungs expand, the hunter shouted. (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)

Not far away, the dwarf was cursing and tearing his tomahawk from a corpse, then sending it back into the waist of another gnoll with a whirlwind, and with a roar, the hapless creature was slammed against one of his companions, and the ground was shattered by the muffled crash and piercing sound of broken bones, and the corpses of the gnolls of the logistics bureau were already spread out around the dwarf, all mutilated. Although the dwarf's short-haired cloak had also been cut at the shoulder, and there were large blood marks on his body, it was obviously not a notable problem for him judging by the metal reflection of the armor exposed under the gap.

Actually for a short period of time. It was this dwarf who shared some of Edward's pressure on the flanks...... Or in the jungle, the hunter is not afraid of opponents like jackals, but he also needs to be equal in strength, after all, he does not have the ability to be blessed into monsters by divine power like the paladin, and in close combat, being able to deal with two or three gnolls at a time is already quite good.

What's more, on a battlefield where the situation is complicated, you must always keep your mind on your mind and be ready to deal with any danger.

The three figures turned the young man into a target as he shouted.

The two wolves arched their waists one after the other, turning into black afterimages in the hazy light! Affected by their bodies twice as large as ordinary wolves, the movements of these beasts did not seem to be very fast...... But that's just what it seems, in fact, these monsters are far more intelligent than beasts and are very good at hiding their terrifying ability to fly—the strength of their limbs and back, allowing them to travel over distances of thirty or even fifty feet almost instantly!

The sudden shortening of the distance would allow their opponents to find their massive mouths with sharp fangs close to them in an instant—enough for the inexperienced to be enough. And then it becomes a loose piece of meat under their fangs and claws!

But they immediately noticed that this opponent was not an ordinary person.

He just took a step to the side. dodged the imposing pounce of the two wolves...... Even though one of the wolves' massive claws changed direction in the air, it was only enough to graze his shoulder, and the beast realized the flaw of the volley in the next moment—the sharp steel reached from another angle, and stabbed into his abdomen almost effortlessly, and then with the help of its proud impact, it tore the flesh there, and when its body fell to the ground, under the intense activity, the blood with strong pressure had already carried its internal organs out of the wound nearly two feet wide!

Or maybe the wisdom of the beast made him understand that if there was a next time, he must not choose this attack with an unchangeable line...... However, he could only struggle with the last of his strength like the one behind him, dragging a wide dark red trail between the mud on the ground.

Edward took another step forward.

At this moment, in the fierce wind, a large axe slashed at him head-on, but such a forward allowed him to dodge the blade of the murder weapon, and this full blow made the axe-wielding jackal preoccupied, so before he could figure out why his empty action pulled him over, a dagger had already stabbed him in the neck!

Flip and pay. A fountain of blood.

Then the fellow who had been drained of his strength fell backwards, and the other gnoll who was blocked from sight because of this last thing he sensed was that when he pushed away the corpse of his companion, the blade of a long sword had already grazed his neck.

With a gentle exhalation, Edward shook off the blood on the blade of his sword, and at this time, a gnolla rushing in this direction had been chopped away with an axe by the rushing dwarf. The battlefield suddenly became quieter in this corner.

The young hunter rolled his gaze and swept across the battlefield.

Not far in front of him, a gnolloll was being cut off by a brilliant sword light, and the paladin rushed towards his tenth or twelfth opponent, his aura soaring like a torch in the dark jungle. He also sucked in the most targets—in fact, if it weren't for the ornate armor on his body that kept him out of so many arrows and blades, he might have been a smashed-out can by now...... But even so, he was no longer able to deal with his opponent as quickly as before, and his sword movements had changed from slashing to stabbing, after all, cutting off a human body was not an easy task.

The situation at hand is undoubtedly dire, but there is no room for salvation.

The young hunter frowned, noticing that in the other corner of the battlefield, the middle-aged knight chanted a sonorous and powerful sentence, and then burst out of his hand with a large white light...... In the midst of this light, several mercenaries were already jumping up with cheers, obviously excited by the closing of the wounds on their bodies - after all, there is a priest, and a good priest is on your side in battle, and it is not just a matter of increasing combat power a little. Rather, it means that what was supposed to be fatal has become less terrifying.

A fiery red bright spot flickered at the end of the white light of the Illumination Staff, and then swelled violently! The rolling flames erupted with an orange-red halo in all directions, making a thunderous roar, enveloping several gnolls and two wolves in it!

The luster of the flames overflowed with the storm, and finally turned into residual fires that lit up a radius of dozens of feet, and the pungent and strong smell of sulfur flew around, and then the second ...... A tree creaked and groaned, falling to the side, with a sparse grinding sound, and a low scream was drowned out by the messy sound. The dense forest opened a small gap, and the spreading fire illuminated a corner of the battlefield, but the shadows of nearly a hundred various creatures swaying in the light and shadow could only make people can't help but inhale a breath of cold air.

Fireball.

The sight in the distance made Edward raise an eyebrow. This spell is a common thing on the street - although it is said that some mages have a special preference for it, and even in some very unreliable stories, it can be a nirvana to the gods, but in fact it is only best when enemies are coming in and there are no obstacles.

Of course, there is no difference between up and down at this moment...... Since these are just the effects of the scrolls used for emergency purposes - which is a valuable thing for mercenaries, and only a few of the mercenary spellcasters can use it, it seems that the organic guys have noticed the disadvantage of the situation and have begun to take out the contents of the bottom of the box.

However, the two strikes didn't work very well - the climate of Stormmoon had increased the moisture in the forest, and the swamp puddles deep in the jungle and the thick moss nourished by the shady environment would make the fireball less powerful. If it is the late autumn and early winter when the weather is dry, the flame of Aishang's novel network may bring a good hindrance.

Now, not only does this have little impact on the war situation. And the clearer vision because of the firelight also made their bodies cold. The morale that had been high suddenly fell back to the bottom...... Even beside them, the middle-aged knight recited another sonorous and powerful word, and it didn't have much effect to envelop a large area of white light over their bodies.

The firelight had lost the support of magic and had gradually turned a dark red color, but the leaping glow had outlined the figures that had gradually gathered in the small area that had been newly developed.

It was a humanoid creature about two people tall, with a seemingly withered and emaciated body swaying slightly as it walked, and its long forelimbs almost touched the ground with its rickety upper body, looking like a large gibbon. It's just that the experience of the mercenaries makes it clear to them that it's not a gibbon - even if it can grow to this size, dozens of gibbons together are not as terrifying as this monster.

The firelight illuminated their brown skin, and even from a short distance, it was clearly visible that it was covered with rough particles and lumps, and the messy green hair on their heads, and the ugly, disgusting nose on their faces that hung down like shriveled turnips, were enough to make one determine who they were.

"Giant ...... Demon...... Trolls!"

"**Ten...... Damn, at least twenty!"

"Not only that, but there's also in the back! And on the left! Oh my God, Kord is up there...... How could there be so many!"

A series of screams erupted among the mercenaries, and if a few hundred gnolls gave them only a premonition of panic and death, then twenty or thirty or even fifty trolls were the summons of a real god of death. After all, this terrifying monster not only has terrifying strength and invulnerable thick skin, but also has the most difficult and almost impossible to kill resurrection ability, under normal circumstances, two or three trolls are enough to wipe out a team of adventurers of seven or eight people!

If you want to defeat them, normal combat methods will not work, only fire and strong acid can suppress their terrifying ability to recover, which means that magic is now extremely important.

But just a mage and a priest, can their strength cope with this number of opponents?

Not to mention......

Edward followed the dwarves towards the other side of the camp, and although there was a danger of being attacked by people when they gathered together, they were no longer able to care about these things.

The young hunter's mind was thinking very quickly, he knew that there was only one way to reverse this situation at the moment - there should be an altar of Eresnu nearby, at least a simple sacrificial circle, the best way was to rush over and destroy it, otherwise, if not endless, these things could gather at least three or five hundred in number, and that strange mist or energy would continue to infect all the creatures in this area!

Of course, it's actually a good idea to have some people here hold on to attract firepower, and a few people to complete the attack...... However, Edward was not a paladin, he did not like glamour, and he never thought that he should save people from fire and water in one fell swoop...... This task is obviously more appropriate to be given to magical magic users.

Magic users are usually magical......

Edward's feet stopped.

Because of the wonderful change in the surrounding light, the colors of the entire jungle suddenly became brighter, and all the trees were exuding vitality!

No, it's actually because, just a few dozen feet away, the black-robed mage raised his hands high, and a huge sphere was expanding in the air!

"Holy!

Edward cursed to himself, and the air in front of him was filled with a scorching heatwave. The heat on his face made him feel like he had jumped into boiling water for a moment!

Or maybe it's because that huge orb is a powerful fireball technique, and the surging magical power in it can be clearly detected even by a person like Edward, who is not naturally sensitive!

But at least at first glance at the huge sphere, no one thought it was a fireball, not because it was so big, but because of its color. It wasn't the yellow or red or even the purple that the flames could emit, but green—it was a very strange color reminiscent of uncleanness...... If you describe it carefully, it's like mixing blue, gray, and green with the water of the gutter and the mold of the decaying corpse, and all kinds of disgusting colors are constantly rolling in some spheres.

With the heat wave filling the air, there seemed to be a sour smell, and the huge fireball rolled in the color of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and everyone could understand that the magic contained in this fireball was not just pure fire magic.

So Edward leaned down at the first moment, hid himself in the shadow of a tree, and watched as the big ball staggered out of the magician's hand and flew away from the forest in the distance!

This fireball, which was several times larger than a normal fireball technique, did not cause a violent explosion.

With a thud, it exploded into a cloud of flames, but the sphere seemed to be really just a ball of condensed fire, so it didn't splash everywhere after exploding, but continued to turn into a rain of fire flying in the air.

Originally, it didn't seem to have caused much impact.,It's just a forest of trees.,It's just a piece of wood.,

But the truth is that the fireball has terrible consequences!

The blue-green flames burned at the trees, and with only a slight sizzle they vanished, but the stout trees were eroded through as quickly as ice was doused with molten iron. And the shadows that were shrouded in them, whether they were gnolls or trolls, the flames that fell on their bare skin immediately became vigorous. It burned as if it had fallen on a pile of oil, and he read with joy and joy.

The space was filled with miserable shouts, and the air was filled with the stench of burnt meat, and it was rotten and rotten flesh. The scorching, rancid smell instantly transformed a radius of twenty meters into a huge oven roasting dead rats in the gutter. Everyone can feel that their lungs seem to be starting to perforate under the corrosive effect of this gas, and their skin is eroding.

"Hell!"

Almost instantly, he could react to what was going on over there—it was supposed to be one of the effects of the legendary Forest of Whispers.

The Forest of Whispers, a forest covered in countless strange and dangerous rumors. It is a truly uncultivated wilderness, and the footsteps of human beings can only be in this swamp, the evil beast. Monsters hover the edge of a place protected by entanglements, but this is also a legendary realm of wonders influenced and protected by primordial magic, and there are treasures buried beneath the surface that humans can never imagine. The forest is full of strange creatures, not only are there all kinds of monsters, but also magical plants are alive and well. Legend has it that almost all kinds of magical plants can be found on the entire continent, even those that have been proven to only grow in very special environments.

But these are just appearances.

The distribution of vegetation here is so disordered that it is impossible to find any laws that can be called scientific. Those magical veins that can only be seen once in the rumored world are mixed together, full of magical monsters and beasts in various climatic zones and habitats, and the root cause of this is the chaotic distribution of power in this region, which has disturbed the omnipresent magical network in nature.

This is a low-level mage's 'high opinion' after getting drunk, and it didn't get any attention among the mercenaries, only Edward invited him a few glasses of wine for it...... Unfortunately, he disappeared into the chaotic jungle the next day and never returned, so Edward didn't know what it meant to be.

But he had heard the mages among the mercenaries talk more than once that the casters could face the strange risk of being uncontrollable in their powers, exploding, or even devouring themselves.

Although the probability is not high, it is by no means a process that can be ignored

He had also seen more than once the scene of the spellcaster among the mercenaries being endangered by his own power - being burned by flames or lightning was nothing, and it was normal to have his hands and feet gone...... Of course, most of the unlucky people who have experienced this are only the descriptions of some of their companions......

What kind of consequences would it have if this kind of backlash happened to a mage who had really touched the upper echelons of the Demon Net?

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