In the eyes of ghouls, the living are nothing more than walking clumps of "flesh and blood" that have no meaning other than to become "food". In the eyes of the living, ghouls are ugly and disgusting monsters, slaughtering innocents and devouring the corpses of the dead. There is no possibility of communication between the two parties at any time, and only one of them can stand with each other.

Pukelt Charlton Rice carefully maintained the magic array in front of him, even if he was half-blinded by the sudden explosion of the sacred abode, he could only grit his teeth and persist, not daring to take it lightly.

The magic array is very delicate, and it is not inferior to the sophisticated circuits of the present world. The slightest mistake can make an irreparable mistake - the explosion or anything is the lightest, and it is not uncommon for the caster to be devoured.

As time passed, the portal opened by the Darkdagger became more secure, and more and more ghouls and demons crawled out of the portal, roaring and joining the crusade against the living. Little by little, the situation is tilting in his favor. But for some reason, the uneasiness in his heart also deepened little by little.

The shield of Lodkassal, who had been with him for many years, was broken by that damn little nobleman! However, this little nobleman didn't get a bargain, and if he didn't kill him with the slap just now, he must have crippled him!

But the uneasiness did not disappear with it, but became more and more numerous.

Just as he frowned, a subtle mana fluctuation appeared behind him. The next moment, a long sword glowing with crystal light emerged from the shadows and stabbed straight into the back of his heart.

The angle of the long sword stabbing was tricky, and the sword qi on the long sword was agitated, and even if it didn't really fall on the body, you could feel the chill - yes, the chill. The positive energy of the Strike of Light is an unquenchable chill for the necromancer, a "chill" that can purify the necromancer.

But Pukelt Charlton Rice didn't pay any particular attention. This is not the first sneak attack, and they have already been prepared, and even the holy water that was poured afterwards has a countermeasure. He still focused most of his attention on maintaining the magic circle, while sending ghouls to scatter in search of the potential threat.

The Azur Strike only stretched forward for a moment before it paused, and the defensive spell easily blocked Shino's stabbing blow.

The stabbing failed, and Sino unceremoniously smashed out the holy water bottle in his hand - the Lord said that holy water is the best weapon against the undead!

The holy water bottle flipped over towards Pukelt Charlton Rice. The open mouth of the bottle was filled with water droplets, like a whip made of holy water, pumping towards the necromancer. However, a "brave" ghoul suddenly "stepped forward" and protected its owner with his body. The holy water, which was not of a low grade, instantly burned most of the ghoul's body.

- Damn!

Neither the stabbing nor the holy water were fruitful, but Pockelt Charlton Rice counter-attacked one after another.

Before the deadly spell fell, Shino immediately ducked into the shadows and quietly retreated.

As an Assassin walking in the shadows, facing head-on is the lowest option, and the Assassin is always more deadly when he is hidden in the dark.

The mace slammed into the ghoul's face. The ghoul's ugly head burst open, and black putref and shattered flesh sprayed out backwards.

With a successful blow, Fang Qiuling pulled the headless ghoul corpse with his backhand, and after a circle, he threw it heavily at the demon that flew to the left. The demon was caught off guard, and was hit by the headless ghoul, and flew straight upside down. On the way, it was overwhelmed by a group of its companions, and it couldn't get up for a long time.

Looking up slightly, two ghouls attacking from above fell into view. Fang Qiuling slid sideways, and when the ghoul on the left fell first, he grabbed the ribbon-like piece of meat around its waist, and then pushed it towards the ghoul on the right. The ghoul was "intimate" and full of arms, and the two ugly heads were put together. Fang Qiuling then smashed their heads with a hammer, and the two guys suddenly became you have me, I have you.

The increase in strength and agility attributes allowed Fang Qiuling's attacks to balance strength and speed, and the mace had a sacred weapon attached to it. The combination of the two made Fang Qiuling invincible in the face of the undead, and a path paved by the corpses of ghouls soon appeared at his feet.

However, every time a ghoul is killed, two ghouls will appear in front of him, and the two ghouls will also fall to the ground, and the more powerful demons will take the younger brothers and start to send "hugs" in groups. Ghouls are very good at grappling, once they are embraced, then they will immediately fall into the situation of "stacking arhats", and they will be crushed to death if they are not bitten to death. This should be avoided in any case.

The demons were killed by Fang Qiuling before, and the "not very smart" stupid ones were all dead, and some of them were dismantled, and the rest belonged to smart eggs who would "judge the situation". Compared to ghouls, who mostly follow instinct and act like bloodthirsty beasts, the demon is already thinking and more cunning. They hide among the ghouls, instructing them to flank them and attack from different angles. From time to time, he would come forward in person, first pretending to be an ordinary ghoul, and when he got closer, he would immediately burst out and hurt people.

The appearance of the demon is very similar to that of a ghoul, and if you don't pay attention, you can confuse the two. The demons and ghosts mixed up with the ghouls and launched a sneak attack, which made Fang Qiuling a little unprepared, and the pressure increased suddenly.

The short body causes the two ghouls to collide and kick them down. Before he could swing the hammer and drop them off, another ghoul...... It's just a demon, and the demon's arm stretches forward and goes straight to the target's throat. Fang Qiuling did not retreat but advanced, and the mace hit the liao, knocking the demon back in the air, and then smashing its skull with another hammer.

The two ghouls at their feet won't be able to get up for a while, but that doesn't stop them from scratching around with their claws. Fang Qiuling didn't check for a while, let them scratch their calves several times, and the leather trousers suddenly had several more scratches.

- Die!

The mace fell, and the two restless fellows immediately stopped moving.

Fang Qiu's inspiration was a little gasping, and his hands and feet felt soreness and numbness again, and the mace in his hand seemed to be a little heavier. This is when the effects of the energy potion gradually begin to fade.

Taking advantage of the fact that the surrounding ghouls were still a few steps away, Fang Qiuling immediately took out the energy potion and poured it into his mouth.

Drug resistance, addiction, and the sequelae after the drug's effect has completely subsided can be put aside first. At present, the primary goal is to live, and only by living will there be a chance to consider the problem of addiction and its sequelae, and the dead have no such concerns at all. What's more, as long as you can get out of the underground passage alive, the sequelae are not a problem at all.

As an alchemy master in the game and an alchemy apprentice in reality, Fang Qiuling was very familiar with the reverse balance elixir of energy elixir. The recipe for the medicine is ready-made, and the raw materials for the medicine are not difficult to do. Addiction, sequelae, not a problem at all!

The energy potion had all been poured into his mouth, and the bitter taste made Fang Qiuling's brows furrow.

The ghoul is still a few steps away, and there is still a moment to spare! I also took the time to pour a sip of holy water...... A mouthful of holy water was in the stomach, and the ghouls were still a few steps away. Their bodies trembled slightly, as if they were shocked by something.

In Fang Qiuling's surprised gaze, a figure wrapped in blue brilliance walked slowly. Everywhere he went, the ghouls' movements came to a standstill.

Ghouls are undead spirits that do not have full autonomous consciousness, they do not have fear, and they do not feel fear. What caused them to suddenly stop moving?

- Huh! Isn't that the one who fought with the skeleton warrior? What happened? What's going on now?

Fang Qiuling's gaze saw the male paladin's figure turn around a few times.

- He appeared, and the skeleton warrior was gone, so he must have won. But what about shocking ghoul corpses?

Fang Qiuling's gaze turned around, and quickly stopped at the cross sword he was holding in his hand. The cross sword exuded surging divine power, and even Fang Qiuling, who was not a cleric, could feel the power in it.

This cross-sword is...... Holy Avenger! Yes, that's right, the Holy Avengers!

The Holy Avenger is the ultimate weapon against the forces of evil. There are few creatures in the lower realms that can remain undecided in the face of a holy warrior wielding such a weapon, for purification will be their only destination. The Holy Avenger was once just an ordinary iron sword, but because of the courage and faith of a person, it has become a powerful existence.

The true Holy Avenger is a legendary weapon with a blade that glows slightly gold, and the hilt is engraved with the smooth golden text "Cera Sumat". It was born as the salvation of an old man from a weeping child, a mercy for the weak, and a vengeance of good against evil.

Not to mention the undead plane, even if they fall into the endless abyss, the gods of the good camp will send divine envoys to bring the holy avengers back to the mortal world - regardless of cost or sacrifice. Therefore, after Fang Qiuling glanced at it a few times, he immediately made a judgment, the cross sword in front of him should be an imitation, an imitation of the Holy Avenger created by the God of War Temple or the God of Fire Temple.

Both the Temple of War and the Temple of Fire have once created Holy Avengers. Based on cold iron, a variety of magic metals are added, and after the completion of the craft, multiple priests will pray and be attached to the divine power. The finished replica is also known as the Holy Avenger, and has a miraculous effect on the "guests" from the lower planes.

Judging from the style and the decoration on the cross sword, the cross sword in front of him should be a replica of the Holy Avenger created by the Temple of the God of Fire. Fang Qiuling guessed that its previous master was most likely lost in the lower plane, and then entered the undead plane, and finally died in defeat to the undead. The body of this powerful man was transformed into a powerful skeleton warrior by the undead plane, and the holy avenger in his hands was also desecrated and turned into ordinary mortal iron.

Now, Pukert Charlton Rice has torn open the gap between the undead plane and the main plane, sacrificing a paladin to summon a powerful undead warrior to his aid. The summoning of the underworld happened to choose the skeleton transformed by this former powerhouse. With the arrival of the skeleton warrior in the mortal realm, the Holy Avenger in his hand was also able to see the light of day.

But even true holy avengers, the undead won't stop shocking. What exactly is this......

Before Fang Qiuling could find the reason, there was a sudden change in the surroundings. I saw that the ghouls closest to the male paladin turned into a humanoid torch, and they were all ignited by the sacred flame almost instantly.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust."

With the muffled words of the male paladin, a divine aura bloomed from beneath his feet. Everywhere the aura went, both ghouls and goblins were ignited by golden flames.

The threat of the unknown is the most terrifying, just as the hidden dark assassin is the most intimidating.

The uneasiness in Pukert Charlton Rice gradually calmed down with the appearance of the male paladin. He stood with his hands tied, two bright red dots of light in his eyes covered in black blood.

"Truly...... I see, what a coincidence. Marlowe, you've had good luck growing up. I didn't expect my luck to be even more ...... this time I believe in Notos and I really wronged you. Why didn't Ferdinand, that dwarf choose you as his saint, it's really blind. ”

The male paladin was unmoved by his words, neither refuting nor affirming, but silently raised the Holy Avenger in his hand and raised his sword to his chest. Then the offensive was launched.

The divine aura was released without reservation, and even the cyan blue wind element that surrounded him was dyed with a layer of gold.

The male paladin's figure flashed, and when he caught him again, he had swung the Holy Avenger and slashed down on the head of Pukert Charlton Rice. The slash was unexpectedly blocked, but countless cracks immediately appeared in the air, as if the transparent walls were overwhelmed and cracked.

The next moment, the figure of the male paladin reappeared, and he fell heavily with his sword in the same posture. The shattered cracks in the air reappeared, intertwined with the cracks caused by the first blow, refracting golden brilliance, adding a bit of mystery to the dark underground space. At this time, the first figure gradually dispersed.

Neither attack broke through Puckert Charlton Rice's defenses, and the Holy Avenger erupted in even greater light. The male paladin turned into a furious wind and launched an onslaught on the necromancer.

The high-speed movement left an afterimage in the air, and before the previous image had dispersed, the next attack had already fallen. The Notos Paladins were already known for their speed, and at this moment they were even more incredibly fast, as if several paladins had launched a siege.

There were more and more cracks in the air, and a crystal wall of countless broken glass had been erected around Pukert Charlton Rice. And during this period, the necromancer always stood with his hands tied and did not make any moves. In his blood-stained eyes, bright red spots of light grew more and more abundant.

As the crack gradually coalesced, and finally, with a crisp sound, Pukelt Charlton Rice's defensive spell was broken. Cracks in the air seemed to fall like snowflakes. The Holy Avenger immediately fell from the necromancer's right shoulder and emerged from under his left rib. The necromancer was slashed in two with a single sword.