Pukelt Charlton Rice is dead. The Holy Avenger slashed his emaciated body in two.

There were no last words, no harsh words such as "I'll be back". His body, like the ghouls around him, fell to the ground and immediately fell silent.

And as he fell, the dark red portal immediately began to twist. In less than a breath, the portal collapsed. Before the portal collapsed, there was still a steady stream of ghouls crawling out of the portal. A few unlucky ghosts who happened to pass through the portal when it collapsed were immediately stuck by the twisted portal, and the upper body of the portal and the part behind the portal were separated in silence. The upper body that was cut by the spatial fault was still crawling on the ground, but then it was cut by more spatial faults. The collapsing portal quickly turned into a myriad of tiny spatial turbulences, slicing everything around it into pieces, and most of the matter was missing.

With a flick of the male paladin's hand, the black blood on the Holy Avenger was flung off, revealing a blade that radiated golden light. He looked around, and with a shard under his feet, the golden aura spread out from his feet again.

The aura of sacredness swept across the underground square, and the dark space couldn't help but feel a little more sacred. Except for a few demons who could survive under the aura, the other undead turned into flaming humanoid torches one after another.

The male paladin slowly lowered the Holy Avenger in his hand: "Old monk, thank you very much for your many years of teaching. But a mistake is a mistake, the undead are the embodiment of evil, the eternal enemies of the living......"

Fang Qiuling stepped on the ghoul corpses all over the ground and walked to the male paladin's side. There was a slight fluctuation around him, and Shino also showed his figure.

The body of Pukert Charlton Rice fell in front of his eyes. His arms naturally opened, as if he had taken the sword calmly. His face was covered in black blood, and his eyes were stained. But for some reason, the corners of his mouth went up, as if smiling.

"It's over......"

The look on the male paladin's face was full of sadness.

Fang Qiuling looked at Pukelt Charlton Rice's face that was enough to scare the crying children: "No, not yet. This guy is a necromancer, so he doesn't die that easily! This ......" he kicked the corpse on the ground," ...... Quite possibly a shell, a substitute. This guy is most likely still around...... And look! ”

Not far away, the huge bone claw was still firmly grasping the blue-blue air mass. You can see that the bone claws are full of cracks, but they have not gone away. The Bone Claw is apparently a summoning spell, which usually terminates with the death of the caster. Minions are also forcibly returned. The bone claws that are still raging at this moment seem to indicate that the necromancer is not really dead yet.

The culprit who appeared at the bottom of the pass, the uncrowned conspirator, how could he be defeated so easily? At the very least...... Let's have a transformation, too!

Pukelt Charlton Rice has a history of transformation in the game. After defeating him, the player will directly transform into a lich, and after completing the transformation, they will enter the second half of the boss battle. Knock the lich down again, and then you can test whether you are a black hand or not. If the player is delayed in the dungeon for too long, they will end up facing the lichified Pukelt Charlton Rice and will be completely transformed.

With a series of crackling sounds, the bone claws eventually shattered into countless bone fragments under the violent wind elemental attack.

Lady Moghley's figure then fell heavily from mid-air, causing a heavy echo in the middle and underground passages. The protective elemental armor dissipated, revealing her slightly bleak face.

- Huh? Why is the armor elixir's helmet gone!

This sudden discovery made Fang Qiuling couldn't help but take a few more looks. Ms. Moghley's appearance was very ordinary, so ordinary that it seemed that she couldn't find it if she walked around the crowd. However, her temperament is extremely outstanding, and people will associate it with positive praise such as perseverance, justice, and unyielding at a glance. A paladin who is upright should be like her!

"He's dead?"

Ms. Moghley also saw the corpse on the ground for the first time after she landed.

"Yes, I killed him with my own hands." The male paladin nodded, but then he added, "Viscount Norn doesn't think it's that simple. The old monk is probably still alive, and what he sees in front of him may be just a shell. ”

Lady Moghley's gaze immediately fell on Fang Qiuling.

Fang Qiuling pointed to the slightly upturned corners of the corpse on the ground: "This guy is definitely not dead, most elderly necromancers will necromancer their bodies, and then seek to become lichs, vampires, ghosts, or other necromantic creatures." Heh...... 'eternal life' is unattainable in the eyes of mortals, but in the eyes of necromancers, it is just a matter of willingness and cost. ”

"Now ......"

"Now?" A deep female voice suddenly came from behind him, "Of course, please all die here!" ”

The four of them turned abruptly.

I saw the female priest who had just been pierced through the chest by Shino's sword staggered to her feet. The wound on her chest was still bleeding, but it was no longer red blood, but black liquid.

"Maggie! You're not dead! ”

Miss Moghley stared.

"No, she's dead." Fang Qiuling took the blow of Zhanguang handed by Sino, and the blow of Zhanguang still exuded a radiant brilliance at this moment, "What stands up now is just a soulless body!" Are you right, 'corpse collector'? ”

"Truly...... As you can see, what a learned young man. "Maggie's" voice grew low and hoarse, and by the time she finished speaking, her voice was exactly the same as that of Pukert Charlton Rice, "I really need to thank you, your bravery and good fighting inspired me and made me finally make up my mind." ......"

The figure of "Maggie" floated slowly.

"It's easy for the living to become the dead, and it's okay to 'die' at once. Whether it's swords, spells, poisons...... Oh, yes, and the unexpected. It's not easy to live, but it's too easy to die. ”

Fang Qiuling only felt that a gust of wind suddenly blew around him, and the two paladins beside him instantly lost their traces.

Two blue rays of light appeared next to Maggie in the blink of an eye, and two cross swords slashed at her, one left and one right.

"Truly...... Don't rush, wait until I'm done. ”

The slash from the left and the right fell straight through. Maggie's body seemed to float in the air and slowly moved forward. However, the feedback of the cross sword accurately informed the two paladins that the position of the sword swing was nothing but air.

"I've been preparing for a long time, and not long ago I experienced what it's like to be a dead person through some special potion. Boom ...... Very bad experience, that feeling is...... Hunger...... Yes, thirsty. No matter how much you eat, you always have to go hungry. No matter how good the sake is, it has no taste in the mouth. It should, should be that only the flesh and blood of living creatures can satisfy this hunger. ......"

A black aura poured out from the corpse that had been cut in two, and floated straight into the air for "Maggie".

Seeing this, Fang Qiuling immediately took out a bottle of holy water and poured it on the corpse.

I don't know what this black aura is for, but it can be sure that it is necromancy. As long as it's necromancy, then it's definitely not wrong to pour holy water on it!

“…… A troublesome imp with a weapon that gets in the way. ”

With a muffled "bang", Fang Qiuling felt a pain in his back, as if he had been smashed by a hammer. The body flew forward involuntarily.

"Your little henchman likes to stab you in the back so much, I'll stab you too. It's just interest, I'll settle the ledger with you later. ”

Fang Qiuling flew a few meters away, and then fell heavily to the ground. As he fell to the ground, blood gushed out of his mouth.

"My lord!"

Shino hurriedly stepped forward to rescue, but before she could take the first step, a spider web fell from the sky and tied her up solidly.

"Kitten, you too. You don't have to run, just stay honest. I'll clean you up later! "Maggie" in the air waved a spider web and continued, "If I could, I would like to live forever, forever." Even though I'm getting older now, my days are numbered. However, in order to feel warm and full, even if there are many disadvantages, I am still reluctant to abandon this old body. Even if you can bask in the sun on a regular basis, it's still good. ”

The two paladins didn't seem to be listening to him at all. They swung their swords again, and the staggered slashes brought up wind blades, constantly beckoning to "Maggie". The air around them was also distorted by the constant rage of the wind blade, and it could be seen with the naked eye alone.

"Truly...... Today's young people really don't know how to respect the old and love the young. You're doing this in vain. ”

I didn't see any movement from "Maggie", neither the flying wind blade nor the golden holy avenger could hurt her in the slightest.

Fang Qiuling's state at the moment was very bad.

The blood in his mouth kept gushing out, and he could inadvertently find small pieces of flesh in the blood he spitted out. Even if Fang Qiuling had not studied medicine, he could identify that this should be the tissue of internal organs. The blow in the back had apparently shaken the internal organs out of place, and the internal organs were obviously seriously damaged.

He was already holding a bottle of healing potion in his hand, and he was trembling and pouring it into his mouth, and the light bottle of healing potion weighed a thousand pounds at the moment. The potion poured into his mouth, and immediately the blood gushed out, and he couldn't swallow it at all. If the healing agent cannot be swallowed, it will not have a therapeutic effect. Without a therapeutic effect, such large internal bleeding can quickly lead to shock and thus death.

Therapeutic agents must be taken to have an effect, and constant vomiting of blood cannot be swallowed. At this time, the healing agent will not work.

Fang Qiuling quickly realized this, endured the pain in his chest and abdomen, and trembled and took out a magic scroll from the storage bag. A magic scroll that consistently heals minor injuries.

This was not Fang Qiuling's "collection", nor was it the first aid item among the many supplies that Xiao Hanyun had prepared, but one of the many magic scrolls that Lady Mogre had given him before entering the underground passage.

The ownership of the magic scroll should belong to the temple, and for now it is only entrusted to him for safekeeping, and it will be used in due course. The scroll of the sacred dwelling that had been smashed not long ago was the same. If the effect produced by the scroll can bring benefits to many teammates, then Fang Qiuling will not hesitate to use it. But if it can only be applied to one person, and now it is directly used on oneself, it will inevitably be suspected of self-theft. Therefore, although Fang Qiuling took out the scroll, he hesitated whether to activate it directly.

I'd rather waste a few more bottles of healing potions, forcibly pour them into my mouth, and swallow the healing potions into my stomach along with the blood. Using this scroll means that you owe the temple a favor, and you must pay it back.

The staggered wind blades slashed through the corners of his eyes, Fang Qiuling turned over with difficulty, and the scene of the battle in mid-air immediately came into view.

Wind blades and divine breath criss-cross. Even if he wasn't a necromancer, if he was replaced by a warrior in heavy armor, such an attack would be enough to make him kneel directly. But "Maggie" in the middle of it seemed quite calm, and let the two paladins attack indifferently. And I talked about the mental journey in my heart.

Fang Qiuling couldn't see the situation of the corpse on the ground, but judging from the black aura that had disappeared, it was estimated that it had been completely "absorbed".

The scene in front of him is not unfamiliar to Fang Qiu Ling, this is the "cutscene" of Pukelt Charlton Rice transforming into a lich, and his main body has actually hidden in the undead plane, and what is floating in the air at the moment is just a projection. I've seen it several times when I farmed dungeons in the game, and there's nothing new. Even the guy's annoying "emotion" is very similar to the lines in the game, full of "the old man's emotion for life and youth".

Although the Wind Blade is also a magical attack, the spell effect it deals is actually very similar to a physical attack, and it can hardly deal any damage to a projection of an imaginary body. The Holy Avenger's divine attribute attack is undoubtedly the nemesis of the lower plane, but at present, because the holder himself is already at the end of the crossbow, he can't exert the true power of the Holy Avenger, and there is no problem with dealing with ghouls or something, but to hurt the projection in front of him, he has more than enough strength and not enough strength.

"Y-Are you alright?"

Lily's pale little face appeared beside Fang Qiuling. Seeing that the corners of Fang Qiuling's mouth and chest were covered with blood, she grabbed the scroll of healing magic, and immediately slapped it on Fang Qiuling's body after activating it.

The silvery-white brilliance was fleeting. Fang Qiuling, who was already feeling a little cold, immediately felt a warm current swimming between his chest and abdomen, and the blood that kept gushing out of his mouth was much less.

- Well, don't choose. In the future, just find a way to replace this favor.

Lily carefully helped Fang Qiuling to get up, then let him sit on top of her, and then took out the holy water and fed him in small sips.

After drinking a few sips of holy water, Fang Qiuling's face, which had become pale due to blood loss, was a little more bloody. The viscera has been severely damaged, and there is no way to quickly heal it with just a healing scroll and a fifth-grade holy water, at least a fourth-grade holy water, a potion to treat serious injuries, or a magic scroll to treat serious injuries. For a while, Fang Qiuling didn't want to stand up.

"Thank you, Lily......" Fang Qiuling's gasp was extremely heavy, "Take that out." ”

Lily was a little puzzled: "What is it?" ”

"That's, that's it...... The thing I got from the big mouse. ”