The battle was faster than the dark haired wizard thought.

In fact, this is normal - it's impossible to delay a desperate fight if you really bet your life; One chop and one stab can understand a person's life. If you can't avoid it, you will fall on the spot!

For the wandering Knights of the Bellini family, this is the battle.

Even in the one-on-one situation, Loren can't guarantee to solve them unharmed. In terms of swordsmanship and experience, their level is no less than that of the knight guard of the count of shenlinbao, or even better.

But now they have been "backfired" by the Holy Blood potion in their bodies. In the face of a terrible existence similar to evil gods, the power of the monster is definitely something that ordinary people can't resist. It is the power that can directly hurt their consciousness and soul!

No matter how tenacious and indomitable, they are still fragile in the face of the void force that destroys the will and even nearly materializes and distorts the reality.

Fighting so far is just for death

The impact of weapons, the collapse of armor, the tearing of flesh and blood... There were one sound after another, but there was still no cry for mercy and wailing, only the dull pause when the corpse fell to the ground.

In exchange for their futile struggle, they have only one death after another. They have not enough ability to avoid or block the fatal blow while attacking.

"Poof --!"

The gray blue sword flashed, and the ferocious Alto felt that his field of vision suddenly increased. In the next moment, the whole world began to spin. He saw his body without head, bleeding down there, unconscious convulsion.

He suddenly wanted to say something, but his words stopped at his mouth, his distorted expression gradually stopped, and his eyes became gray glass.

Looking at those still crazy eyes, the black haired wizard sighed deeply

That's why he hates dealing with this kind of paranoia. The uncertainty of this kind of person is almost the same level as that of drug addicts, psychotics and crazy believers.

And Loren hates accidents.

The female elves and night watchmen behind him didn't have as much thought as him. They squatted between blood and corpses, gasped and looked at both sides of the street vigilantly. Even the small wizard leaned against the wall, desperately wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and closed his purple lips to prevent him from showing any cowardice and weakness.

The dark haired wizard, who had planned to comfort her, didn't go up in the end - booing and asking for warmth at this time will only make AI Yin feel that she is still the one to be taken care of, and there is no superfluous use except to attack her.

"Although I know it's irrelevant to say this now..." she calmed down her breath, and the Female Elf suddenly said, "but according to my experience, we'd better leave here as soon as possible."

"Why?"

"Didn't you say that those who have become monsters also rely on bloody smell and sound to identify their prey?" Leah looked at the two night watchmen: "when I was in the ancient wood forest, those ogres also relied on these..."

Before she finished, the fairy with sharp ears and slightly shaking suddenly shook, stared at the other side of the street, and the sudden expression made everyone nervous.

"Is there a monster coming this way?" the little wizard asked tentatively.

"No..." the Female Elf bit her teeth and tried to make herself less "nervous":

"It's that thing. It's coming this way!"

Everyone's expression was stunned at first, and then looked at each other with the same shock, and found that the huge shadow was approaching him!

"Calm down... Don't panic." the black haired wizard tried to calm his breath and licked his cracked lips: "Edward."

"What's up?"

"The stronghold you mentioned is not in the direction of 'it'?"

"No."

"Very good..." Lauren, who was forced to be calm, simply nodded:

"Run!"

The tacit understanding group rushed in the opposite direction without hesitation. The monster without feet seemed to stagger and could only crawl slowly - but the so-called "slow" was compared with its body shape!

Even if it is only "wriggling", compared with a "flesh and blood mud" nearly 30 meters high, it is enough to swallow up large areas of surrounding streets and crush houses into ruins.

To some extent, this "mud monster" piled with corpses and plasma is even more terrible than mezka in the ancient wood forest - at least for Loren, his "Turin fire" has greatly reduced the effect of dealing with this monster!

It's just a certain degree of explosion, which doesn't matter to it at all; The flame must be strong enough to melt the bone in an instant to hurt it.

Compared with it, those mutant monsters are not even appetizers.

Run, run with all your strength, there is no time to look back. Even after a fierce battle, several people's physical fitness has been almost consumed - especially the small wizard, with congested cheeks and shortness of breath.

It's definitely not because of some wishful thinking. From the moment of escape, all she can do is barely keep up, and even far beyond her limit.

I will never... Never be a burden to him;

We agreed that no matter what we face, we should two people together rather than let him carry it alone!

His little red face was hot, something seemed to be coming out of his nose, and his lungs seemed to be about to burst... Ayn Rand, who was biting his teeth and hanging tears from the corners of his eyes, still didn't stop.

I'm Ayn Rand, Ayn Rand of lottel deep Limburg. I'm from vimpar... I... i

I'm not a burden!

"Bang --!"

The door of the roadside was suddenly knocked open, and several mutated "monsters" came out, or... Once a family of three.

Before the "command" of the black haired wizard, Ayn knelt on his knees and rushed straight forward through inertia. His left hand had skillfully taken off the Eagle Shooting bow on his back.

Bow, arrow, string!

The little wizard who almost rushed to the monster almost put down the enemy at the same time as the war dancer!

"Here it is."

Slightly surprised, Edward took back his eyes from ayin and looked back at the black haired wizard with his back to him: "it's safe here for the time being, but you don't want to..."

Edward, who just wanted to ask, found that he was stunned and didn't answer him at all. He looked vaguely shocked.

"Loren..."

"Nothing!"

Loren, who suddenly woke up, immediately opened his mouth and looked a little uncertain: "we may need to change our plan."

"What do you mean?"

"I need you to do me a favor and lead away the enemies nearby." the black haired wizard smiled calmly: "it's best not to let others find me, especially here!"

Edward frowned: "you found the Holy Grail..."

Before he finished, Lauren reached out and stopped, nodding silently.

Edward understood what he meant. There must be others besides the Bellini family who want to get the Holy Grail. If it continues, there will be more people coming to the door. It's endless.

In this way, it seems that it is the most rational choice to move forward separately, but... Edward always felt that Loren didn't tell the truth completely and seemed to hide something.

Yes, originally, the two sides were just cooperative relations. Even as friends, it is impossible not to be wary of some. It is reasonable to hide something.

When he kicked the door open, Lauren, who was alone, walked into the house with a heavy face. Asriel, who was transformed into an adult again, was waiting for him.

"You'd better tell me you guessed wrong."

"Dear Lauren, I don't want to be like this if I can." the young man's expression looks extremely embarrassed - of course, Lauren is absolutely ten thousand people who don't believe it:

"Unfortunately, you guessed it - the real location of the nine pointed star Holy Grail is in the sewer of eboden!"

"So if I still want to get the nine pointed star Holy Grail, I must go to the sewer and kill a blood path among thousands of monsters?" the black haired wizard couldn't help rolling his eyes:

"You trust me too much!"

"In fact, you don't need to do this, which is why I advise you to go alone." the young man smiled playfully on his delicate face: "someone has finished it for you, and I'm afraid it's waiting for you.

Yes, yes, it's her

Ariel corona - I already know who she is! "