The hero I support will definitely defeat the devil

"Lisha, a swordsman."

The fake Lisha said so, with a blank expression that did not change at all, looking quite scary.

"You're going to lose."

The fake Lisha's sword kept leaving wounds on Yvette's body.

There was a strange force on the wound that prevented her from recovering.

This also resulted in her being unable to rely on her physical strength to recover from her injuries even though she was at the Gold Level. The arm that was severely injured even became a complete decoration, with no signs of recovery.

It would be the same even if Yvette took advantage of the fake Lisha's unpreparedness and crushed a bottle of super healing potion and sprinkled it on her body.

Am I going to die here?

Yvette couldn't help but feel a wave of despair.

She was not a particularly emotional person, but now she seemed to have returned to the lonely nights of her childhood, where she could only curl up in the closet alone, staring with her eyes wide open to fight against sleepiness and darkness.

"This is not my sword."

Yvette's eyes widened at the familiar voice.

Behind the fake Lisha, the real Lisha appeared at some point.

She raised her hand and tapped the back of the fake Lisha's head.

The fake Lisha fell to the ground with a loud bang and turned into a puff of dust.

"Lisha..."

Yvette staggered and nearly fell to the ground.

But Lisha held him back.

"Drink the potion quickly!"

Lisha said anxiously.

"The potion didn't work."

Yvette felt her body getting weaker and weaker, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"It seems that I'm going to fail here this time."

"try again!"

As Lisha spoke, she took out a bottle of advanced healing potion, uncorked it, and stuffed it into Yvette's mouth.

The next moment, Yvette felt her body begin to recover.

The more minor wounds have stopped bleeding and formed scabs.

"What the hell is this..."

Yvette had no idea what was happening.

"It should be related to the guy who pretended to be me."

Lisha said affirmatively.

"I killed it, so your body starts to recover."

"It seems like this is the only possibility."

Yvette breathed a sigh of relief as she felt her badly injured arm recovering.

It is really difficult to exert one's strength in such a dangerous place without being able to use one hand.

"But how did you find me?"

Yvette asked curiously.

She didn't think Lisha was nearby.

"I used my special ability a little bit."

In fact, Lisha was not far from where Yvette was, at least closer than other people.

So, under the effect of Steel Guardian, Lisha successfully came to Yvette's side.

If Lisha had hesitated for a moment, Yvette would probably have been beyond saving.

I can only say that Lisha's timing of coming was just right.

......

Plutos walked in the maze with his eyes closed and humming a little tune.

She seemed to be walking around without looking at the road at all, just following her mood.

Many times, Plutos would just walk past those forks in the road without even making a choice.

"One thousand one hundred, one thousand one hundred and one, one thousand one hundred and two..."

Plutos counted numbers without stopping.

She just kept moving forward, taking steps.

Until her intuition told her that it was time to stop, she stopped naturally.

Opening her eyes, Plutos smiled.

"Hey, why are you waiting for me here?"

The person who appeared in front of her was Frodia, who had just turned from an intersection and almost bumped into her.

"Ruth!~"

Frodia threw herself on Plutos in tears.

She looked quite frightened.

"What's wrong? Did you encounter any unpleasantness?"

Plutos patted Frodia's back to comfort her.

"I thought I'd never see you again."

Frodia tilted her little head back with tearful eyes, looking like an abandoned kitten.

"It's just a maze. Look how scared you are."

Although Protoss said this, he still touched Frodia's head and smoothed down her frizzy hair.

"I'm here~"

"I met a fake Ruth before, and it was annoying, so I killed her."

When Frodia mentioned the imposter, her voice rose a few notches and there was a hint of displeasure in her tone.

Frodia's appearance was undoubtedly very novel to Plutos.

After all, Frodia always looks weak and fragile, even her tone of voice is very gentle and her voice is very low. She basically never gets angry and does everything slowly.

The look of anxiety and displeasure, a little aggrieved and a little angry like now made Plutos find it very interesting.

Chapter 553: Struggle and Death

As an adventurer, Elena has experienced countless dangers.

Many of these dangers are life-threatening.

But only this time, Elena had the thought that she might die here.

A dagger was inserted near the back of the heart.

This would be fatal damage to ordinary people, but for a gold-level professional it is actually not a big deal since the heart is not injured.

But this dagger is extremely poisonous, and it is a poison that is strong enough to change the color of a gold-level professional.

Just after Elena knocked down the fake Nasha, she felt her body gradually becoming numb.

Although he can still move, he may not be able to hold on for long.

Pulling out the dagger from her back, Elena took out some potion and poured it on her back, relying on her body's recovery ability and the effects of advanced healing potions to heal the wound and prevent further bleeding.

At the same time, Elena took out a high-level poison potion and drank it in one breath.

The antidote made by alchemists is actually a kind of universal antidote.

After all, adventurers often encounter all kinds of poisons, including animal poisons, plant poisons, mineral poisons, fungal poisons, etc. If specific antidotes are required for various toxins, then every adventurer's backpack would probably be filled with more than a hundred bottles of various antidotes.

Therefore, the alchemists simply tried their best to come up with an antidote that can remove most common toxins. This is the lowest-level antidote that the Adventurer's Guild is selling now, and it is very popular among adventurers. After all, many new adventurers die from poisoning every year, and this number is even one-tenth of the number of new adventurers who die from monsters.

What Elena drank was an upgraded advanced antidote, which could basically remove 99% of the toxins on this continent.

After drinking the advanced detoxification potion, Elena's body began to recover slowly.

But Elena estimated that it would take a long time.

But she doesn't have that much time to wait for herself to fully recover.

Not to mention that this maze is likely to be full of dangers, the fact that her good friend Yvette is missing and His Majesty is also involved makes Elena extremely anxious.

If His Majesty has any problems at this critical moment when the Demon King is about to awaken, the Empire will definitely be in chaos, and it is very likely that it will be a chaos that even the Adventurer Guild will find difficult to handle. And there are still remnants of the Demon King's sect in the dark. In this case, how should the creatures of the entire Endrol continent face the awakening of the Demon King and the arrival of the demon disaster?

Elena, who had just recovered a little, stood up. She was going to move on to find His Majesty and Yvette.

With staggering steps, Elena continued walking towards the next intersection with the sword in hand.

......

Nasha rarely had enough to eat.

Because no one cared about her at the Harriman mansion, she was often ignored.

Being ignored means no one will always think of bringing you food.

Realizing that Nasha can only find food for herself.

In order to survive, Nasha has eaten many things that most people would consider inedible.

Maybe only beggars and homeless people would go to something like that.

But for Nasha, this is her guarantee of survival.

Whether it was wild fruits, birds, mice or insects, she could stuff them into her mouth.

Eating all kinds of strange things for many years has even alienated her sense of taste.

But there is one thing whose taste never changes.

That's blood.

Nasha could feel the sweet and fishy taste of rust in her mouth.

That's the smell of blood.

It also smells like death.

The heart was pierced and even cut in half by the sword blade.

This is an injury that is absolutely incurable for an ordinary person.

Maybe a legendary warrior or a powerful priest can find a way to save him.

But obviously, there is no such person here now.

All Nasha could do was lie quietly on the ground and wait for death.

Am I going to die...

It seems so.

Why did Lady Elena want to kill me?

It seems there is no need to know.

After all, I'm about to die.

I feel a little regretful that I cannot repay Lady Yvette.

But it doesn’t seem so regretful.

After all, as long as I die, I can go find my mother...