A few minutes ago, deep in the Pale Forest.

"Captain! It's too dangerous here, we've already lost so many brothers that we can't go any deeper! ”

"Captain! - Mission failed, don't hesitate any longer! ”

Facing the desperate eyes of the brothers, Locke gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Everyone retreat!" But the blood of so many of our brothers in Cross Rose can't be shed in vain, and next time we're fully prepared, we'll come and cut off the necromancer's head!" ”

"The regiment commander has an order, the mission has failed! Retreat all! ”

"Retreat!"

"The regimental commander is not good - a large number of resurrected skeletons have appeared in the back, blocking our retreat!"

Locke's face changed slightly: "What about the quantity!?" ”

The mercenary's face turned pale, and he trembled and said, "The number is unknown...... Thousands of ...... visually"

Thousands of resurrected skeletons!

Locke's head was so dizzy that he almost fell to the ground, and he held on to the sword embryo he had received from Donne, gasping for breath and despair.

A huge and mighty strong man almost shed tears at this moment.

It was he who took over this task, and it was he who led everyone to a dead end.

Although no one blames him, he can't face his heart.

Locke is holding the big sword tightly, even if he dies here, he will send these people out!

Although the individual combat power of the resurrected skeletons is very low, once they are formed, they are a very terrifying combat power, they move slowly, but they are not afraid of death, as long as they are not completely crushed, even the fragmented skeleton will cause you trouble when you are surprised.

The thousands of resurrected skeletons are already a small army of undead, and they are now only a few dozen of them, but they are afraid that they will be completely torn apart if they don't last long, and then they will be extracted by the damn necromancer and turned into his skeleton puppets.

The thought of that terrible consequence made Locke shudder.

He gritted his teeth, raised his greatsword and roared, "Do you want to become a necromancer's skeleton puppet!?" ”

"I don't want to!"

"Do you want to die here!?"

"I don't want to!!"

"Do you want to go home and see your wives and children, and you want to accompany them through the next glorious festival!?"

"I want to !!"

"Since you want to go back alive," roared Locke with a red face on his thick neck, "then hold on to the weapon in your hand - and give your back to your comrades!" ”

"Let's crush these skeletons! Fight your way out! ”

"Brothers! Follow me! ”

Locke roared in rage and rushed desperately towards the army of resurrected skeletons, and behind him were the members of the Cross Roses and his most trusted comrades!

The jungle unfolded a fierce collision between the living and the dead, the roar of anger, the crisp clash of weapons, the screams of mercenaries being torn apart by skeletons, all kinds of sounds mixed and intertwined, echoing in the forest......

When Egwin arrived, what she saw was a horrific scene.

The white world seemed to be draped in a bright red veil, and the mercenary group of dozens of people was now only a dozen people struggling in the skull tide, and the ground was full of torn corpses and internal organs.

The clumsy resurrection skeletons don't know too many complicated techniques, their goal is very simple, pounce on them, tear apart the target's body, the resurrection skeletons that are not strong in combat power, once the number reaches this level, it is a very terrifying force.

"Protect the Captain!"

"Crush the scum!"

The companions were killed and wounded, the remaining mercenaries were already red-eyed, and Locke, who was seriously wounded, was surrounded in the center of the crowd.

Locke originally planned to use his life to clear the way for them, but he overestimated his own strength, and if it weren't for the desperate efforts of several companions to drag him back, he would have turned into a corpse by now.

But being alive was more painful than dying, because he had to watch his brethren be killed one by one by the resurrected skeletons in front of him.

It's a mental torment.

Locke looked at the sky, his eyes dead ash, and under the effect of the necromancer's aura of magic, he could feel his life force running away quickly.

The healing potion he had purchased at Casparmiburg, as well as the blood of the goddess that he had accidentally obtained from Donn, had run out, otherwise he wouldn't have lasted so long.

Who would have thought that this wanted necromancer would turn out to be a silver-level powerhouse!?

Cross Rose's strongest combat power, he and Greta are only the second order of the black iron level!

His time was running out.

"May Gretrens forgive me for blasphemy against the dead......"

Egwyn crossed her swords in front of her forehead with her hands behind her back, closed her eyes and prayed, and the next moment, she opened her eyes and turned into a sharp hurricane and slashed into the Sea of Skulls!

The dragon steel long sword stabbed out, and a powerful qi burst out in an instant, like a silver meteor that pierced the dark night sky, and the sharp sword qi storm completely tore the resurrected skeletons in all ranges to pieces!

"Someone's coming!"

"The god of war is above - she's an elf!"

"Captain! Hold! We are saved! ”

The sudden change caught the attention of the mercenary group, who watched with excitement as if they were in a no-man's land, and several of the members who had already fought to the point of numbness shed tears of excitement.

Yes, to live, no one wants to die.

In the blink of an eye, Egwen was at the center of the skull tide, a layer of light wrapped around her body, protecting her body from the resurrected skeletons.

"Get down."

Egwin's words stunned the mercenaries for a moment, and they immediately reacted and fell to the ground in unison.

Egwen separated his two swords, a dazzling light flashed on the dragon steel long sword, and the next moment, a circle of powerful sword qi swept in all directions like a stormy wave, the trees were blown away, the rocks turned into dust, and the dense resurrection skeletons around were all shaken into dust by that powerful force at this moment!

This is the power of a legendary-level powerhouse.

"Thanks to the great Kalo Mariv, we are saved......"

Several mercenaries wept bitterly when they saw that all the resurrected skeletons had been wiped out by Egwyn with a single blow, and a few mercenaries who still kept their senses stepped forward to thank Egwin.

"Thank you, lady elf, for saving us all."

Egwen nodded slightly, although the elves didn't like humans very much, but they didn't dislike it, she felt a little uncomfortable when she saw this mercenary group with heavy casualties.

"That man is dying."

Nora pointed to the center of the mercenary group, and she could feel the breath of life within.

"Captain! We are saved! Keep it up! We'll be back at Casparmy Castle in no time! You have to keep it up! Sister Sula is waiting for you to go back! ”

There was a commotion in the mercenary group, and Egwen walked briskly over it, only to find that a burly human was dying of blood loss.

Egwen suddenly thought of the blood of the goddess that Don had given her, and she took out the potion and handed it to the mercenaries.

"Feed him and drink it."

The mercenary who took the life potion recognized the thing in his hand and was immediately surprised: "It's the blood of the goddess!" The regimental commander is saved! ”

He didn't care how precious the potion was, so he hurriedly unplugged it and poured it into Locke.

The blood of the goddess worked very quickly, the wounds on Locke's body healed almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his weak breath gradually became much more stable, and soon Locke opened his eyes.

"I ...... Still alive? ”

"Yes! Head! Thanks to the blood of the goddess of this elf lady! ”

Egwyn didn't speak, she had been observing the effects of the human being after taking the life potion, and when she saw that Locke's injuries were healing rapidly, she was even more sure of the potion's powerful effects.

But at the same time, she was also more curious about Tang En, how could he refine such a powerful life potion?

Even if it were to be refined by the hand of Angus Miracle, the effect would probably not reach this level.

Locke looked at Egwin, he could feel the powerful power of the elf lady in front of him, although he knew that she was a stunningly beautiful elf, but he didn't dare to look at her face, knelt down on one knee, put his right hand on his chest and saluted: "Locke Lane, the leader of the Cross Rose Mercenary Regiment, thank you Elf Lady for your help." ”

"Don't thank me, the order and life are the people of the goddess."

Locke hesitated for a moment, then said, "I know that the blood of the goddess is very precious, and I am afraid that I will not be able to repay your gift for a while......"

"No need, that goddess blood was given to me by a human friend, and it was only returned to its original owner when used on human beings."

Egwen looked at them and asked, "Can you still move?" I still have something to do, and I can't send you out. ”

"Don't dare to delay your affairs, we will leave here on our own......" Locke finished speaking, looked around his brothers, his heart moved, and said to Egwen: "Powerful Elf lady, our mercenary group has received a mission to want necromancers here. But we're not strong enough to destroy the necromancer who blasphemed the dead, and as you can see, we've suffered heavy casualties! ”

Locke solemnly pleaded with Egwin, "We, and our dead brothers, beg you to destroy him!" ”

Egwen nodded, "Don't worry, I won't let him continue to desecrate his life." ”

When Locke heard this, he immediately perked up and turned his head to look at his brothers, whose eyes were burning with the flame of vengeance.

"Do you want to avenge the dead brethren!?"

"Yes!"

"Do you want to send that damn guy to hell with your own hands!?"

"Yes!"

"Do you want to avenge your brethren?"

"Commander, but your injuries—"

"I'm not dead yet!" Locke glared angrily, "As a warrior, the pain in my body will only become an elixir to motivate the battle, and it will cheer me up!" What's more, the blood of the goddess has healed me, and I am in very good shape now! ”

Locke turned around and knelt on one knee with the members of the mercenary group behind him: "Please grant us this rude request - we are willing to open the way for you in front, just ask us to cut off the necromancer's head with your own hands!" ”

Egwin looked at them in amazement, puzzled as to what to do.

At this moment, an explosion suddenly sounded in the forest.

Egwyn was stunned for a moment, and smiled.