Witch Monastery

But its shortcomings are also obvious: firstly, its movement speed is generally not very fast. Although it looked like a flexible fat man just now, its legs are those of a dwarf after all, and many parts have been added to support the body, so its running speed will be reduced. Normal adventurers with big strides can easily outrun it.

Secondly, as an undead, although it is not afraid of being killed due to its extremely thick blood, some spells and special abilities targeting undead can restrain it well.

Therefore, there are many ways to deal with this guy. Generally speaking, you can apply a speed-up buff, and then either go in circles, fly a kite, or use control spells, all of which can be easily solved. There is absolutely no option of "frontal killing".

Oh, except for the invincible Paladins. The Holy Slash is specifically designed to defeat demons and undead. With two fierce slashes, the health bar of this guy will evaporate instantly...

cough!

Although Hawthorne does not have the invincible Holy Slash of the Paladins, nor does he wear plate armor, nor does he have the protection of divine spells such as the "Shield of Piety", he has the ability to purify!

Therefore, for him, killing by force became an option!

Chapter 140 Holy Sword Fragment

The Abomination did not chase Uta, but chose to move forward. The human arm sewn on his chest raised a kitchen knife and chopped it straight at his head.

In response, Hawthorne did not dodge or evade, but raised his left arm to block the attack.

clang--!

A crisp sound of metal collision was heard, and feeling the slight impact from the shield, Hawthorne couldn't help but smile as he could withstand it with his current physique.

The shield in his hand is not an ordinary shield, but a magic shield!

That day, after killing Kentz, he not only took the opponent's storm hammer, but also the magic shield tied to the opponent's left arm.

Today, the shield finally came into play. After all, the attacks he encountered in the past few days were either too weak, such as the one-handed scimitar of the goblin, which could be blocked by the armor of Agassis; or too strong, such as the big club held by the ogre with both hands, which could not be blocked by the shield spell. In short, the shield never had a chance to be used.

And now, at this moment, facing the abomination that is neither too weak nor too strong, this shield finally has a place to appear!

Okay, now it's my turn to fight back!

Without delay, Hawthorne then stretched out his right hand, suppressed his nausea, pressed it on its rotten and festering stitched body, and growled: "Purification!"

hum-

A milky white light lit up and instantly enveloped the huge body of the stitched monster!

“Ah—ah—!”

The halfling's dead head let out a series of heart-piercing howls, which stung Hawthorne's ears a little. The stitched monster's huge body began to tremble, and a little dark yellow pus flowed out from the crack that was not tightly closed, flowing onto his hands, and even some of it got into his nails.

Suddenly, Hawthorne's face turned green, disgusted

My stomach was churning and I wanted to pull my hand back immediately!

Calm down, Hawthorne, you must calm down!

This is something you will inevitably face in battle. In the future, you will have to fight more undead and filthy demons, and you will inevitably see scenes like this. You can't back down just because of this disgusting thing!

His heart was roaring wildly. Although the nausea and rejection in his heart were surging, he still forced himself to hold up his legs, stand still, and continue to output the power of purification!

The remaining knives of the Stitched Monster slashed at his body like crazy. Hawthorne, who was disgusted and had a bitter mouth, had no ability to block it and could only use the spell: "Shield!"

hum-

A solid magic shield emerged and enveloped his body. Even though the Stitched Monster's weapon clattered onto his body, he remained unscathed.

On the contrary, its own body, after launching the first round of attacks, actually began to shrink continuously. Wisps of black gas emerged from its body, and disappeared completely in the blink of an eye. It was obvious that the purification ability continued to take effect, and this guy was about to die!

The Stitched Monster raised its weapon, as if it wanted to strike again. But it had no strength left, and Hawthorne was reluctant to even cast the shield spell, allowing its weapon to weakly strike his mage armor, causing only slight pain, without even leaving any wounds.

After this round of chopping, the huge undead could no longer maintain its existence, and even its wailing completely disappeared. As the purifying white light continued to shrink, its body also continued to shrink, and finally turned into a handful of ashes and fell to the ground.

At this point, all the poor souls that were desecrated by the Necromancer were freed.

Successful.

Hawthorne breathed a sigh of relief, and the nausea almost disappeared. Because at this moment he found that the purification ability was quite considerate, and even the dirt under his fingernails was purified completely.

Fortunately, this way I won’t lose my fighting power due to nausea…

cough!

Thinking of this, without checking how many purification points were added to his system, he looked up at the necromancer in front of him, with a smile on his face: "Now, it's your turn!"

Across from her, the elegant smile of the dark elf had frozen at this moment.

He couldn't believe his eyes. He thought this young human who looked so immature should be a weakling. After all, he had to sneak into the castle secretly. The Stitched Monster should be able to kill him with two swords, and then the two sides could flanke him from both sides and eliminate Uta...

He even imagined opening his skull, taking out his brain, and grafting it onto the body of the Stitched Monster, so that the undead could also gain the ability to cast spells. He never expected that the other party actually had such a strange ability that he could destroy his masterpiece in an instant!

No, this is not true!

He couldn't believe this reality, and his heart was bleeding. Seeing Yuta's deadly blade slicing towards his neck again, he no longer had any desire to fight!

The other party must know that he is well prepared tonight!

It is even possible that the other party is a killer sent by the mortal enemy!

Run, you must run!

As soon as he thought of this, his body shattered into a cloud of smoke again. He used the second-level spell "Phantom Step" to make her knife miss. At the same time, he appeared under an operating table at the edge of the room, picked up a square white jade box in a panic, and then chanted the spell again: "Dimension Door!"

hum-

His body turned into a white light and disappeared in an instant.

Later, when Hawthorne saw the box taken away by the dark elf, his pupils shrank immediately: "Yuta, that box! Go after it!"

He was very sure that the box contained the fragment of the holy sword he was looking for!

The Holy Sword was created by the believers of the gods of order in the catastrophe of the Holy One, who worked together unprecedentedly to protect their gods who had lost their power due to the catastrophe and to fight against the evil demons that were everywhere and infiltrated into the material world.

This sword possesses terrifying power. Not only is it the nemesis of all evil spirits and undead creatures, it is said that it can even harm real gods.

The background information is vague about the truth behind the breaking of the holy sword. Some say that the gods who regained their power took the initiative to destroy it, some say that the devils who were terrified by its power conspired to break it, and some say that its material had already reached its limit, so it naturally broke. In short, there are many different opinions, but the truth remains a mystery.

But in short, the sword was broken. But its power was so great that even if it was broken into pieces, it could not be moved casually. It had to be packed with special materials to avoid hurting oneself.

Therefore, Hawthorne was very sure that what was contained in the white jade box must be the fragment of the holy sword he wanted!

He immediately ordered a chase, not afraid that Yuta would not be able to catch up, because he also recognized the spell the other party cast: Anywhere Door, a fourth-ring spell that could instantly teleport up to 500 meters away. It was a magical skill for escape.

On the night of the Witches, Regolas also used this spell to escape. However, this thing is not "teleportation" after all. With Uta's speed, it is entirely possible to catch up!

Without hesitation, Yuta turned and rushed out of the basement, then jumped out of the broken window of the room and came out.

In the wilderness, a pair of eyes filled with magic power flickered with lavender light. They quickly confirmed the direction of the dark elf's escape and then chased after him!

Chapter 141 Zenis Arrives

At the same time, in the temple.

Cubis and Nidalee broke into the room together, and then found that the priest here did not rest, but maintained a prayer posture with two monks, praying to a simple statue of the goblin god placed in the middle of the altar full of offerings.

They were wearing the same grey, simple and dirty robes, seemingly imitating the priests in the human church. Except for the fact that the robe of the pastor in the middle was decorated with a few animal teeth, there was no difference at all.

When they heard them rushing in, the three guys quickly stood up, picked up their weapons and prepared to fight back.

The priest in the middle held up his holy emblem and recited the spell first, guiding the power of God. Then white spots of light continued to emerge and condensed into a shadow of a hobgoblin angel holding a long sword and a war hammer in his hands behind him.

This is Sanhuan's divine art "Spirit Guardian", which uses divine power to condense into the image of an angel under the command of the god he believes in, to protect the comrades around him and to deal a devastating blow to the enemy's spirit!

Cuibisi stopped in her tracks, without panicking at all, she raised her hand and chanted a spell, and a turquoise light shot out, heading straight for one of the acolytes.

Nidalee also changed back to human form. Knowing how powerful the spirit guards were, she did not approach them. She pulled out a javelin from behind her and threw it hard at another acolyte.

whoosh-

"what--!"

There was a sound of breaking wind. Her spear was extremely accurate, and the space in the room was so small that it instantly pierced the acolyte's chest. The latter only had time to scream, and could not make any resistance before he fell backwards to the ground, already dead!

The pathogenic rays shot by Cuibis also hit the target's body. Although it did not take his life, it made the earth elf's face turn purple and lost his combat effectiveness.

"asshole!"

The priest among them cursed in goblin language, and without delay, he raised his hand. Countless white lights gathered in his hand, and a huge tracer bullet flew out from the two of them -

The two girls rolled to their respective sides to avoid the attack, but as they rolled, Nidalee turned around and turned into a leopard again. Then, she spread out her four legs and ran along the wall. She didn't pounce on the priest, but instead made a big circle and rushed straight to the wooden statue on the altar behind her.

clang-

She pounced on it, and instantly all the plates and incense burners on it were knocked over and smashed to pieces. Even the wooden statue was swept away by her tail and fell on the stone floor, breaking into several pieces!

“You—! Bastard!”

Seeing that the statue of his god was being desecrated, the hobgoblin priest was furious. But he couldn't go over to deal with the druid because Cuibisi was still shooting at him with disease-causing rays.

He had to dodge quickly, block with spells, and then wait for an opportunity to counterattack!

"Nidalee, what are you doing!?"

Seeing that the female leopard did not continue to fight, Cuibisi raised her eyebrows and shouted angrily: "Kill this priest first, and then find what you want!"

But unfortunately, Nidalee turned a deaf ear to this. After searching around, she found that there was no holy sword fragment hidden here. Her cheetah head immediately looked out the door, her brows furrowed in a very human way, and her eyes flashed with nervous light.

Sure enough, the fragment of the holy sword must be in the hands of the necromancer, and he is trying to pollute and desecrate it, instead of being worshipped here by a group of hobgoblins.

In this case, if I don't act quickly, the fragments will most likely fall into their hands...

Thinking of this, Nidalee gritted her teeth, ignored Cubis's questioning, turned around and jumped out!

Then she saw that Utta, who was supposed to act with Hawthorne, also rushed out of the room, then jumped out, broke the window, and chased outside!

Nidalee was stunned for a moment, then realized that the necromancer they were targeting had escaped using magic, and that he was carrying something that Yuta wanted, most likely the fragment of the holy sword!

"Roar--!"

With this thought in mind, she did not delay any longer. She growled, leaped out of the window where Jutta had jumped out, and followed the scent to chase after the fleeing necromancer!

"This bastard druid! Don't let me catch her, or I will force her to become a sow and throw her into the pen of rutting boars!"

At the back, in the room of the temple, Cuibis cursed inwardly. Fortunately, the battle here was almost settled, and she could deal with the remaining priest by herself. Otherwise, if she fell into danger, there would be no recovery!

However, she was not able to remain optimistic for long. Soon, a series of heavy footsteps were heard on the stairs leading to the second floor.

The hobgoblin warlord Zenis, along with his two officers, came down from upstairs!

……

After Utta rushed out of the basement, Hawthorne did not rush out because he trusted her ability. Instead, he stayed in the room and carefully checked the remaining items.

Confirmed that the holy sword fragment is indeed not here, really

After being taken away by that guy, he frowned, turned around and rushed out of the basement, ready to support Cuibisi.

However, as soon as he arrived at the room where several captives were tied up, he saw a tall and strong figure, at least 1.9 meters tall, blocking the door and his way.

It was a slightly old hobgoblin warrior, with wrinkles all over his red face and gray hair. He wore a simple iron helmet and a set of worn heavy plate armor. He held a long sword in his right hand and a shield on his left arm, looking fully armed and ready to fight at any time.

I don’t know if this old guy hasn’t planned to go to sleep yet, or if he is full of a sense of crisis and doesn’t plan to take off his armor when he goes to sleep.

Shit, he's already down!

Seeing him, Hawthorne paused, cursed inwardly, then did not dare to hesitate, stretched out his right hand, and the energy of the shadows intertwined with each other, and in the blink of an eye it turned into the long sword he usually used.

He protected his chest with a shield and chanted a spell as he retreated. The extended spell, Obscurity, was then cast on his body, making his body flicker, erratic, and difficult to hit.

Naturally, he recognized who the other party was. He was the current owner of the abandoned castle. He had been active in the rubble area for more than a decade. He possessed both powerful military force and keen insight. He committed rape, arson, murder, kidnapping and looting. He could almost be said to be a bandit leader who had done all kinds of evil. He was the hobgoblin warlord, Zenis!

Chapter 142 The Ghost Girl Agatha

At this moment, even though Zenis has shown his old age, the murderous aura accumulated from years of killing still makes him intimidating without even getting angry, and even though Hawthorne has killed quite a few people so far, his heart trembles at this moment and he is on high alert!

After all, no matter what, this castle in the game is a dungeon that is recommended for players to challenge after they have a level 6 team. And Zenis is also a boss that only level 6 players are qualified to challenge!

Not only is Hawthorne only level four now, but after casting several spells in succession, he now only has eight mana points left, less than half!

The pressure of this battle can be imagined!

While Hawthorne was casting a blurry spell on himself, Zenis hesitated for less than a second at the door, then immediately determined that he was an enemy, then pushed off the ground with both feet to the left and right, and charged forward!

Even though he was wearing heavy plate armor, his movements were still swift, like a brown bear running at high speed, rushing into the small room with unparalleled power!

The space in this room was too small, and Hawthorne could not possibly retreat again, create distance, and then attack with magic energy explosion.

He could only raise his shield to block, while raising his sword to wait for an opportunity to counterattack.

"Hexblade's curse!"

Seeing Zenis rushing over, he chanted a string of spells again. The dark energy of the Shadowfallen Underworld surged out and entered Zenis' body, forming a curse mark in his body!

Curse of the Sword, one of the signature abilities of the Swordsman, is a useful ability to increase damage. The only drawback is that the cooldown time is as long as one hour, so it may only be used once in a battle.

However, despite unleashing this ability, Hawthorne did not expect to be able to kill the experienced hobgoblin warlord alone.