In Terra, she is a hunter and a bad woman.

But the warlock chasing after her guessed her move in advance.

Another spell was cast, and the rocks on the ground bulged, instantly forming a wall several meters high, trying to build a cage for it.

But Lamaren is not one to sit still and wait for death.

Without any hesitation, she turned around, drew out her bone staff, and waved it violently in the air.

Strange words appeared in the air, and the power of the longing of countless generations of banshees surged out, instantly destroying the surrounding restrictions!

Amidst the rockfall, Ramalen continued to rush towards the Glory-class battleship not far away.

And the direction she was aiming at...

It’s the battleship entrance!

She wanted to pull the battlefield into the battleship!

For Lala Marleen now, the biggest advantage of fighting in this enemy camp is that she has no worries.

The other side needs to care about reducing damage in their own camp and minimizing losses.

But Ramalen had no scruples.

After realizing that it might be difficult for her to blow up the Glory-class battleship from the outside as originally planned, she immediately realized that the only thing she could do now was to rush into the opponent's interior and find a way to detonate the battleship from the inside.

The danger level is no less than suicide!

But at this moment, it seems that this is the only solution for Ramalen.

"Stop her!"

The pursuers naturally noticed Ramalen's idea and immediately changed direction and began to prepare in advance.

The entrance to the battleship began to close gradually.

Seeing this scene, Lamaren couldn't help but curse inwardly.

But at this moment she also knew that no matter how much she said, it was too late.

The decision has been made, and it must be completed!

Taking a deep breath, Ramalen looked at the pursuers chasing her relentlessly and gritted her teeth.

She decisively took out her bone cane and threw it back.

A fierce light flickered in it.

The leading pursuer's expression changed slightly when he saw this scene, and the Originium master beside him took action again.

"Hide behind me!"

He uttered a low cry and suddenly slammed his staff to the ground.

The ground around him began to wriggle wildly.

Amidst the boiling dust, solid stone walls rose up!

Stand against the shattered bone staff!

"boom--!"

A terrifying air wave poured out along with the spell hidden in the staff, and the violent gusts of wind were like blades, rushing in all directions.

Ramalen looked at the pursuers hiding behind the stone wall and no longer hesitated.

While the opponent's vision is blocked, prepare to charge forward without delay.

But just as her toes touched the ground, the ground suddenly collapsed!

Ok? !

Ramalen lowered her head in surprise.

Just below the ground near her, various abnormalities appeared on the ground, large and small.

This made Lamaren realize instantly that the other party had done something!

Her move of sacrificing her rook to save her king and using her own staff as a price to delay was indeed very decisive.

But at the same time, the opponent is also a veteran who has experienced many battles.

It was impossible for him not to see what Ramaleen was doing.

But he also understood that it was impossible for him and his men to advance under the power of the Banshee's staff explosion, so he chose to act in a different way.

He removed the soil from the ground near Lamaren, leaving only a small layer of it exposed on the surface.

In this situation, it is impossible for Ramalen to use the force to charge forward!

Such a trap cannot hurt anyone, but it can greatly affect Ramalen's movement speed!

This situation made Ramalen's face look extremely ugly.

But she didn't have time to think about it, so she gritted her teeth and rushed towards the entrance of the warship in the distance.

The soldiers stationed there were so frightened when they saw the attack that their faces turned pale.

They subconsciously pulled the trigger in their hands.

Several crossbow arrows were shot out. Although Ramalen used her fingers to write words in the air to block a few of them, her speed was still not faster than theirs.

She turned sideways and chose to dodge.

But this time, her steps became weak again.

In this completely unpredictable trap, her speed was constantly being reduced and could never reach its maximum.

But even so, she still came to within ten meters of the other party before the iron gate closed!

Five more meters...

Three more meters...

Two meters...

one meter!

Lamaren gritted her teeth and tried to seize the last chance to rush in.

But at this moment, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly came...

"Forehead……"

No time to react, no time to dodge.

Sharp, oval-shaped stone spikes pierced her flank.

The powerful kinetic energy suddenly carried her body flying out!

Her already weak body could not withstand such an impact, and she flew backwards in a panic.

fell heavily on the ground.

"Cough cough cough..."

A fishy-sweet feeling surged into Ramalen's throat. She could clearly feel her body hitting the ground and rubbing against it, but her pain seemed to be sealed, and she had no reaction at all.

It was not until her body began to tremble and bleed uncontrollably that the hot feeling gradually surged into her brain.

But the tingling sensation is still numb.

"Cough cough..."

Only then did Ramalen realize the physical problems caused by her high-intensity work during this period.

She was so weak that she wanted to speak and use magic to heal her wounds.

But before she finished her voice, several crossbow arrows came rushing towards her again!

In an instant, her slender body was pierced with several holes!

The blood flowed rapidly, and Lamaren's pupils began to contract repeatedly.

Her heart was beating violently, trying to pull her thoughts back into focus.

But it all seemed in vain.

Her breathing became weaker and her frequency became more and more strange.

At this moment, she could no longer maintain the usual elegance of the banshees, and her slightly widened eyes showed embarrassment and fatigue.

The aftermath of the explosion in the distance also dissipated, and the pursuers caught up one after another, vigilantly aiming their weapons at the banshee here.

To be honest, they were all stunned when they heard that they were attacked.

After all, behind the front line, they were unstoppable and swept the surroundings with almost unstoppable momentum.

They had always been the ones to annihilate the Sarkaz, but they had never encountered any Sarkaz that dared to attack them.

When they noticed that there was only one person on the other side, they felt even more incredible.

But when the battle got serious, they realized that their thinking might have been a little too arrogant.

The ability of this banshee is beyond their imagination.

There was only one person, but he made the entire camp feel uneasy.

This makes them wary of it.

Even though Ramalen had been defeated at this point, they did not dare to let their guard down.

The only one who came over slowly was the Originium Master, breathing slightly.

"You bunch of demons... As expected, you can't be underestimated even at this time."

The old man said this with a gloomy look in his eyes.

This pursuit has been delayed for too long, and the entire camp has caused such a big commotion. When the punishment comes from above, I will definitely be the first to bear the brunt.

This made him feel a little annoyed.

Everything was going smoothly, but then this happened...

Damn demon guy!

A bunch of beasts!

After cursing a few times, he was furious when he saw the other party standing still and not responding.

After a pause, he also raised his staff and aimed at the opponent.

There's no point saying more now.

The only thing he could do was to carry the other person's body and explain the situation to his superiors, and then see how much of the blame he could get away with.

Looking at the staff in front of her that was gradually gathering light dust, Ramalen's thoughts gradually shattered.

The pale lips moved slightly.

She wanted to say something else.

But my body no longer has the strength to do so.

She could only look at the edge of the warship above her head, her pupils gradually dilating.

Not finished yet…

Not yet...

Still a little bit short...

Her fingers were still trying hard to move...

As long as she could move, she could still write and have a chance to resist.

but……

"Humph! Still trying to struggle!"

The old man snorted coldly and stepped on Ramalen's hand.

He had also fought against the banshees, so he naturally knew their unique magic methods.

He is not a rookie who would make such a stupid mistake.

Seeing that her last chance of struggle was gone, the last ray of light in Ramalen's pupils gradually faded.

Her breathing began to stagnate and her brain's thinking became slower and slower.