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The figure was clad in heavy armor, the black patterns on the armor faintly visible, and a dull grating sound emanating from the joints of the armor.

Although he was a head shorter than Clint, his presence was incredibly imposing.

The bladeless greatsword he held in both hands crackled with lightning.

As the heavily armored warriors appeared, a barrier made of white mist slowly rose around them.

The heavily armored warrior raised his greatsword and swung it down at Clint.

Clint raised his long-handled axe to parry.

"clang!"

The two weapons collided with a loud bang.

Clint felt a heavy force coming from the weapon, which instantly sent him flying.

He rolled several times on the ground before enduring the excruciating pain to stand up.

What kind of force is that?

He stared incredulously at his hands, which were numb from the shock.

At the same time, two green lights shone on his body one after the other, and he felt a gentle power healing his injuries.

"How are you?" Harvey asked with concern in his eyes.

"It's okay, this thing is too strong, I can't beat it."

Clint stood up again.

Full of high morale.

Enhancement Technique.

Magic armor.

Paril and Harvey simultaneously chanted a support spell.

Two more beams of light shone on Clint.

The heavily armored warrior seemed to be able to discern who posed the greatest threat, and walked step by step toward Clint.

His pace wasn't fast, but every step was filled with a sense of pressure.

Clint took the initiative and launched the first attack.

He swung his long-handled axe, the blade striking the joint of the heavily armored warrior's breastplate.

"clang!"

Another collision.

The opponent remained motionless; the axe blade left only a shallow white mark on the thick breastplate.

The heavily armored warrior raised his greatsword, ready to strike, when Harvey spoke:

"You filthy bug!"

The heavily armored warrior froze, and for some reason, the greatsword veered off course and missed Clint.

Clint gave him a grateful look.

he knows.

This is the special talent of their captain, the bard.

As a bard from the Anecdotal Academy, the captain can imbue his language with magic, using profanity to interrupt or hinder the enemy's offensive.

Harvey took out a mana potion from his pocket, drank it, and began chanting the spell again.

Human immobilization technique.

The heavily armored warrior stood motionless, as if his entire body was paralyzed.

"Clint."

"They're here!"

Clint raised his long-handled axe and smashed it down on the opponent's helmet.

"Bang!"

The long-handled axe in his hand did not touch the surface of the armor; it was instead deflected by a strange force.

After the attack, the human immobilization spell on the heavily armored warrior failed, and he tilted his head as if the attack had been nothing more than a painless harassment.

Clint was just about to swing his long-handled axe.

The heavily armored warrior stopped using his greatsword.

The opponent simply swung his right hand, which was covered in steel, and slammed it into Clint's chest with a dull thud.

Clint flew out again.

He spat out blood and slammed it heavily onto the barrier formed by the white mist.

Seeing the heavily armored warrior walk towards Harvey and Paril, he tried to get up, but coughed up more blood and foam.

This power and defense are terrifying.

It didn't seem to be its own power, but rather the strange power of the armor.

Clint knew that his armor was all magic-resistant, and he wasn't even qualified to fight.

Harvey's spells were mostly on cooldown, and after using several tricks in a row, he found that he couldn't even stop him from taking a step.

When Paril saw Clint lying on the ground severely injured, and Harvey's magic had no effect, an immense sense of fear gripped her heart like a pair of giant hands.

Where is Rhodes?

Why hasn't Rhodes come out yet?

Tears slowly slid down her cheeks.

She subconsciously regarded Rhodes as her only support.

In the blink of an eye, the heavily armored warrior appeared before Harvey.

Harvey gave a wry smile.

The warrior lost his fighting ability, and both he and the priest overdid their spells.

Rhodes is probably trapped in the Rotting Tongue too.

Under such circumstances, further resistance is pointless.

I'm just too weak.

Perhaps this is the fate of adventurers...

He felt no fear, only guilt towards his teammates.

Slowly close your eyes, waiting for the opponent's final blow.

Sudden.

The sound of metal hitting the ground rang out in front of me.

He opened his eyes again.

The heavily armored warrior was found lying flat on the ground like a collapsed house.

Looking around, I could see the same surprise and confusion in Clint's and Paril's eyes.

His thoughts raced: "Something must have happened on the witch's side."

"What did Rhodes do?"

Upon hearing Rhodes' name, Paryl's azure eyes sparkled.

Clint struggled to sit up, his face showing a look of relief.

The barrier formed by the white mist slowly dissipated.

The old hag's cabin was engulfed in flames, and a figure emerged from it, his robe tattered and his body filthy.

They were staggering towards this side.

"Rhodes, how are you?" Harvey tossed Clint a healing potion and then walked up to Rhodes.

Rhodes cleared his throat and said hoarsely, "Rotten Tongue Hagra is dead."

died? !

Harvey stared at Rhodes in disbelief.

But looking at the heavily armored warrior lying on the ground and the dissipating barrier, he felt that this was the only way.

Clint, enduring the pain, sat up after hearing Rhodes' words and looked the young mage up and down.

His eyes were wide open, as if he had heard some ghost story.

Paril buried her face in Rhodes's arms and began to sob.

"I thought I was going to die soon, sob sob..."

Rhodes gently stroked the young priest's silver hair and whispered words of comfort.

Once Paril's sobs subsided, Rhodes kicked the heavily armored warrior on the ground and looked at Harvey:

"What's going on?"

The black patterns on the armor seemed to evaporate, slowly turning into black mist that drifted into the air.

Gradually, the black patterns disappeared completely, and the armor turned into an ordinary heavy armor.

Harvey stared intently at the armor and explained, "This must have originally belonged to a warrior, trapped inside this magical armor and controlled by the Corrupted Tongue Hagra."

He stared at the armor, his brow furrowed. "No, the magical runes engraved on the armor are too good. It doesn't seem like something that the Rot Tongue could create."

"If its level were that high, none of us would be alive today."

Warriors controlled by armor?

Rhodes narrowed his eyes and secretly used an appraisal spell on the armor.

【Name: Puppet Heavy Armor】

Type: Armor

[Quality: Deteriorated]

[Description: An epic suit of armor crafted by a master armorsmith, now invalid]

He nodded: "I agree with you. Rotton Tongue Hagra is probably a young hag and doesn't have the ability to make this kind of armor."

Harvey turned his gaze to Rhodes: "Rhodes, this warrior should also be one of the Hag's experiments, only his mind has been manipulated."

"Do you want to take him back? Even while he's under control, he'll still retain his senses, and he'll probably be very grateful to you when he wakes up."

Rhodes felt a little disgusted.

If this warrior doesn't wake up, won't he and Paril have to take care of him forever?

But leaving him here in the swamp is tantamount to giving up his life.

Just as he was about to refuse Harvey's offer to take him away, Clint, who had recovered somewhat, stepped forward:

"Damn it, I want to see who beat me up so badly."

As he spoke, clearly agitated, he strode forward and snatched the soldier's helmet off.

As the helmet was removed, long, flowing golden hair cascaded down, falling against her fair cheeks.

The warrior's skin was so fair and delicate that it seemed inhuman, as if it shimmered with the luster of white jade.

Her nose was high and delicate, and her lips were beautiful and full, with an alluring rosy hue.

Her jawline is clear yet soft, and her neck is long and elegant, like that of a swan.

What's most striking is her long, pointed ears.

Rhodes looked at Harvey and said seriously, "Saving lives is the mission of us adventurers. Since she is an innocent person manipulated by the Corrupted Tongue, leave the rest of the work to me."