Witch Monastery

An Nuo was not sure, but then he saw a beautiful young woman with wheat-colored skin, a super long black ponytail, and only a leather bra, shorts and leather boots, riding on another giant spider, all the way to him.

This woman...seems to be a mountain dweller?

Looking at the other person's skin color, Annuo couldn't help but have this thought in his mind. Then he saw that the woman was also looking at him with curious eyes. Then he jumped off the giant spider, took out a knife, and helped her cut the spider silk that tied her wrists.

"Thank you." Annuo took the initiative to greet him, "I am Annuo Amkasla, a paladin serving the Black Rod Tower. May I ask who you are?"

"Nidalee," the woman responded expressionlessly, "I am a nun who recently converted to the Goddess of Life. I am a druid and a hunter."

Although she seemed indifferent, she was actually secretly observing the girl, including her appearance, figure, temperament and eyes...

"I've heard Father Hawthorne mention your name, Miss Anno." After helping Anno cut all the spider silk, Nidalee continued, "I hope we can cooperate well in the next battle."

An Nuo's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Is that so? That's great!"

She took it for granted that Hawthorne's wish was to expand the Church of the Goddess of Life, so she was happy for him from the bottom of her heart when a new nun joined - even though this new nun was a mountain dweller.

And then I heard that Hawthorne had mentioned me in front of the new nun...

An Nuo couldn't help but blush slightly: "What did Hawthorne say about me?"

It was actually inappropriate to ask this kind of question now. But at this moment, An Nuo's heart was beating wildly, so he couldn't help but blurt it out.

Would he also often express his longing for me to these nuns unintentionally, just as I would think of him from time to time?

When An Nuo thought of such a possibility, he wanted to cover his face.

, and then rolled heavily on the ground several times.

Looking at her happy yet shy expression, Nidalee's eyes were filled with an indescribable complexity.

Is this the person the master is in love with?

It was an unimaginable emotional experience. It's a pity that I will never be able to experience such a process.

But then again, for such a delicate girl, and a paladin at that, her master would definitely not be willing to whip her butt, let alone put a blindfold and a gag on her, and then drip candles on her back.

Therefore, her emotional experience is actually incomplete. She gets the sweetness of being in love with her master, but lacks some passion and excitement...

Thinking of this, Nidalee felt much more balanced.

Alas, as the saying goes, there is gain and loss.

"He was just praising you, saying that you are an excellent female knight with a strong sense of justice." Nidalee said perfunctorily, then turned around and climbed back onto the giant spider. "Let him tell you these in person after we meet up later. As for now? Saving people is more important!"

Chapter 222: Barbarian Rage

Having said this, Nidalee turned around and called another giant spider, asking Anno to climb up as well. At the same time, she said, "Your weapons and equipment should be nearby. Hmm, you should be able to ride a horse? Anyway, ride it and look for it. I'll go rescue the others."

The latter then also climbed onto the giant spider's back, his face still red, his mind full of Hawthorne's praise for him. It took a lot of effort to finally suppress all these distracting thoughts, and then rode the giant spider to look for his weapons and equipment...

At this moment, on the other side, on the giant spider that turned the corner, Andnie used light magic to illuminate everything in the cave, her big eyes full of curiosity.

She had already confirmed Annuo's safety, so she was not very interested in her current situation. Instead, these giant spider eggs the size of basketballs really attracted her attention.

So, she controlled the giant spider and stopped it next to the giant egg and the female corpse. Then she jumped down, bent down, and searched for a long time among the messy fallen rocks before finally finding an intact giant egg.

She held the basketball-sized egg in her arms, then tilted her cheek, put her ear to it and listened carefully, while using magic to sense the situation inside.

After a moment, her pupils suddenly contracted. She then looked around and found that no one was paying attention to her. Then she calmly stuffed the giant egg into her dimensional bag.

After finishing all this, she turned around, her magical eyes piercing through the darkness, looking over Bonnie's bulging belly twice, her eyes flickering, but she pretended to be calm and asked the rest of the people, "Are you all okay?"

Over there, Nidalee had already untied the last captive. Upon hearing this, she quickly reported, "A female dwarf seems to have died in the earthquake just now. The others are not in danger for the time being."

In fact, it’s not a big problem even if there is danger. After all, Nidalee is a druid and knows many spells to heal injuries. As long as the person is not dead, she can be rescued.

Andrei nodded. As a witch, she did not feel much regret for the loss of a life: "We can't stay here for long. Take the bodies and their equipment and go find the Lord...Father Hawthorne!"

……

Toren and Hawthorne were moving slowly in the cave, one after the other. Toren was walking in front with his back bent and head lowered, while Hawthorne was behind.

There was no way, the former was too high, and the mine tunnel was too low. This seriously limited Toren's ability to exert his strength, and he shouldn't have been so frustrated and depressed.

As they traveled together, they also told each other about their professions and abilities. Toren was a ninth-level ancestral barbarian who was good at brute force, resisting damage, and protecting teammates. His overall strength was very strong.

However, Hawthorne did not correct his misunderstanding of his profession. He disguised himself as a paladin who had taught himself some magic and was capable of both long-range and melee combat.

So in the following time, they maintained the formation with Toren in front and Hawthorne in the back, and advanced all the way into the depths of the cave.

Although Annuo and his team had cleared out most of the enemies, the collapse of the cave disturbed many monsters hiding in deeper areas, so they would encounter one or two running monsters from time to time, sometimes they were ghouls, sometimes they were zombies or giant spiders, or even swarms of mosquito bats, which made them very annoyed.

Fortunately, most of these enemies acted alone, so there was not much pressure. Hawthorne fired four magic energy blasts, and Toren went up and chopped a few times with an axe, and he was able to eliminate the enemies almost without any harm.

During this process, the two of them cooperated more and more tacitly. After walking carefully for about half an hour, they finally found a hanging rope ladder, and then climbed up and returned to the second floor from the third floor underground.

And as soon as they came up, they had some new gains.

"Help! Help!"

There was a faint call from a distance, and it sounded like a middle-aged man. Fortunately, the cave was narrow and it was low tide, so it was very quiet. Otherwise, they might not have heard such a faint cry for help.

The two were delighted when they heard the sound, thinking that they had finally met other people, and then quickened their pace and rushed towards the source of the sound. It didn't take long before they arrived at a huge empty cave.

Here, Toren, who had been bent over all the way, could finally stand up straight.

There were five or six giant spiders standing in the cave, some of them opened their terrifying mouths and were gnawing on the corpses of several humans, while the last one was trying to attack a living dwarf.

The dwarf uncle had a wrinkled face, carrot-colored hair and a thick beard. He was terrified and was crying desperately for help. The cry for help that Hawthorne and the others had just heard was naturally from him.

Seeing the dwarf, Toren immediately took the lead and strode out: "We are coming, don't be afraid!"

As he roared, every hair on his body stood upside down, making his body look bigger, stronger, more ferocious, and more terrifying than before!

Obviously, he judged these giant spiders to be a group of powerful enemies, so he activated his strongest state right from the start.

This is the most core ability of the Barbarian class. By stimulating one's primitive rage and the hot blood in the body, one can reach a combat state called "berserk"!

Hearing his roar, the giant spiders also turned around. However, they seemed to have run out of silk. Facing Torun rushing over, they did not spit out silk, but spread out their eight legs and attacked him from all directions.

"Go to hell!"

Toren roared, and was not afraid of the siege of giant spiders. He swung the giant axe in his hand and chopped them head-on.

He was so tall, and now that he stood up straight and entered a frenzy, he looked even taller. He seemed to be nearly three meters tall, taller than these giant spiders!

When the giant axe chopped down on their heads, the sharp metal blade could instantly cut off their spider legs. Large amounts of blood with a slight toxin gushed out and hit the thick hair of the minotaur, making him look even more terrifying and ferocious.

Such a reckless way of fighting would naturally expose his flaws. The giant spider's mouth kept opening and closing, biting him one after another.

However, the barbarian in a violent state had a body as hard as steel, and the giant spider's bite force was obviously very limited, so at most it bit off some useless cow hair, causing only minor damage to his body!

This is the strength of the barbarians. The terrifying muscle defense in the violent state allows them to almost ignore these ordinary physical attacks. Even magic swords can hardly leave any scars on their bodies!

Their destructive power is enough to destroy all enemies of flesh and blood. In a low-level range where magic is relatively scarce and enemies are mainly flesh and blood, the Barbarian class is almost stronger than all other physical classes, and can even be compared with the Paladin!

Although at a higher level, they may be a little powerless against enemies with complex magical means, but now, on this battlefield, the barbarians are almost invincible!

Looking at Toren, who was not defeated by the giant spiders at all, swinging his giant axe and killing people indiscriminately, Hawthorne couldn't help but sigh in his heart that in the low-level battlefield, the performance of the barbarians was still as strong as before!

If he didn't take action now, he would probably kill all these enemies.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and did not move closer. Four bursts of magic energy shot out, bombarding the four giant spiders with decibels, causing them varying degrees of damage and stiffness. This also helped Toren get out of trouble and prevented him from being too seriously injured.

After all, the mouthparts of these spiders are highly venomous. Even if they can only cause some minor wounds to the barbarian, the toxins will penetrate into his body and be enough to cause him pain.

With Hawthorne's support, the minotaur seemed to be getting more and more fierce as the battle progressed. The giant axe in his hand continued to fall, cutting through the bodies of the giant spiders like cutting butter and taking their lives.

Hawthorne fired four more magic energy explosions, tearing the body of a giant spider into pieces. The battle ended there.

Chapter 223 Bruno the Dwarf

Toren ended his rampage and looked at the corpses of giant insects lying all over the ground, as well as the broken legs of giant spiders. He had no intention of cleaning up the battlefield.

The minotaur hurried over to the dwarf tied up by spider silk, squatted down, and asked with concern: "Sir, how are you? Are you okay now? How do you feel? Are you injured anywhere?"

As he spoke, he took out a small knife from the small leather bag he carried with him, and then began to help the dwarf cut the spider silk restraints.

The dwarf panted, still a little frightened: "No, no, I'm just a little hungry."

"Ah, did you bring any wine? I need a strong drink to calm my nerves..."

Behind him, Hawthorne also walked forward quickly. When he heard these words, three black lines appeared on his forehead.

"We didn't bring any wine."

Toren said, as he untied the dwarf. The freed dwarf quickly stretched his hands and feet, then laughed heartily: "Thank you, good young men!"

"My name is Bruno. I'm a warrior from the Mountain Dwarf Mining Group. I came here to destroy the undead that were entrenched here. As a result, haha, as you can see, it was quite embarrassing. I was captured by these giant spiders instead."

"Who are you? Thank you for saving me. I will repay you."

Toren said, "I'm Toren Gaoling, and this is Nigel Hawthorne. We're both adventurers, and we're here to solve the undead problem here."

Later, Hawthorne nodded, then took out his magic book, squatted beside the mountain dwarf named Bruno, and cast a healing spell on the dwarf.

Hearing this, Bruno was slightly surprised: "Gaoling Tribe? I heard that you and several other powerful tribes formed a tribe called..."

Torun replied, "It's the Mountain Cleansers Alliance."

As he said this, he suddenly thought of something, his pupils shrank slightly, and he hurriedly said, "As the name of our alliance says, the purpose of our alliance is to purify all the evil forces hidden in these mountains."

"Including all kinds of undead spirits, cultists, demons, etc., they are all targets we need to purify and eliminate!"

As he said this, he rolled his eyes slightly and glanced at Hawthorne's expression: "In order to achieve this goal and ensure the cleanliness and safety of the mountains, we will unite all the forces we can and eliminate evil at all costs!"

Hawthorne lowered his head, as if he was concentrating on healing Bruno's injuries. He remained calm and made sure that Toren could not see his eyes or expression.

After hearing what Toren said, Bruno burst into laughter again: "Hahahaha, so that's how it is. It seems that my people do have some misunderstandings about you."

"You know, our leaders thought your target was Libel Harbor, and they would attack the Sein people as soon as they saw them!"

Toren laughed awkwardly and looked at Hawthorne beside him. Hawthorne had raised his head and looked normal: "Mr. Bruno, are you still able to move? We need to find other survivors and meet up with Toren's comrades to escape from this cave together."

Bruno stood up from the ground, then jumped twice on the spot, and then said: "No problem, the effect of the poison has subsided, and the physique of every dwarf is trustworthy!"

Having said this, he turned his head and saw the bodies on the ground that had been gnawed by spiders and were in a state of disarray. He could not help but feel grief-stricken and burst into tears: "What a pity! They were all my good comrades!"

"They were all excellent talents, but they died here, wuwuwu..."

He was sobbing so hard that Hawthorne had to take out some tissue and hand it to him to wipe his tears and blow the snot out of his red nose.

Toren didn't quite know how to comfort people in this situation, so he looked around and found a smaller set of chain mail and a giant axe, took them, and waited aside.

Bruno also realized that now was not the time to be sad, so he took the tissue Hawthorne gave him, blew his nose hard, and then looked at the two of them eagerly: "After we eliminate the enemies here, we will come back and collect their bodies, okay?"

Hawthorne could only nod repeatedly: "Well, okay."

Toren also nodded in greeting, and Bruno finally smiled and said, "Well, thank you both!"

After saying that, he took the great axe and chain mail, put them on in a hurry, and then raised the axe, full of fighting spirit: "Let me clear the way for you. In such a dark place, the dwarves' eyesight is much better than yours!"

……

Deep in the cave, Plesta was running away frantically. She no longer had any fighting spirit left in her heart, only huge fear.

That woman, why can she cast spells non-stop?

Whether it is displacement, damage, defense or exploration, the opponent's spells have never stopped since the two sides started fighting!

And they are all high rings!

Damn it! Doesn't she know how to save her mana?

Why hasn’t her blue bar burned out yet?

Or……

In fact, she is not a human at all, but a magical creature disguised as a human, so she can have such a huge amount of mana?

Plesta didn't know, and she didn't have the courage to test what Shilin's true face was. After all, the strong light source controlled by the other party happened to be her most deadly nemesis, so at this moment, she could only jump wildly in the cave, pulling her body with spider silk, and fleeing forward in fear.

Deeper in the Chaoyin Cave, there is a thousand-meter-deep pit that leads directly to the underworld.

As long as I can reach that place and go down from there, I will be able to regain safety!

As long as we can reach that place——

Suddenly, Plesta's expression changed, and then he suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked at the shadow in the distance. He raised his two swords, frowned, and shouted sternly: "Who is hiding there? Come out!"

She didn't have to wait long, as the hidden person seemed to know that he couldn't hide from the spider elf. So Plesta then saw a succubus with lavender skin, a slim figure, and extremely revealing clothes slowly walking out of the shadows.

It was none other than Inès, the succubus agent who was lurking in the Abyss Lord Mompot and now was planning to lurk beside Toren.

Ines was in a very bad mood. She had wanted to follow the minotaurs deeper into the cave to see what their intentions were.

And she plans to