Age of Adepts

Charles had envisioned all kinds of possible encounters at the beginning of the war.

He would never dare ignore the wizard's cunning.

Unfortunately, what was happening on the ground was still beyond his imaginary limits.

He... was attacked by Mussel!

Mussel's eyes were wide open, his eyes scattered, his eyes filled with tears of blood, and his mouth could not help but make a "howling” noise. And his hands were glowing with intense energy, deep into Charles's waist, and there was a constant infusion of something unidentified.

Charles endured severe pain and pressed his left hand against Mussel's chest, and the glowing energy began to gather quickly. As long as he pukes, he can easily shake Mussel's entanglement.

But looking at Muserna's familiar face, he perceived the faint heartbeat under his hand, and Charles' agglomerated power was slow to excite.

This is an old comrade who's known each other for over 40 years!

Although his mind has been bewitched by the wicked wizard and has become a claw tooth for abuse, after all, the fire of his life has not yet extinguished. If one of his own energy bursts shook him up to the point of weakness of the other person's body, I fear that the remaining fire of life will be strangled by himself.

When I think of it, Charles can't help but cry and his palms on his old friend's chest are shaking a little!

I'm afraid Mussel has just been captured, and the scene of the siege by the wizards is simply a pre-rehearsed "play”. Everything, just to introduce myself to !

Charles only saw it so clearly at this point.

His old friend Mussel's feet had been penetrated by a wooden thorn, locked in place, and seven or eight strange, transparent threads penetrated his body from the ground. This may be the culprit of his uncontrolled behavior!

Instead, using Mussel's hands as a bridge, an unidentified strand is constantly entering itself. Some of them are tiny creatures, eating their flesh and guts wildly, while others are unnamed cursed halos, which continue to erupt in the body, allowing their mental consciousness and physique to deteriorate rapidly.

Beyond that, the evil sorcerers around the battlefield were not half polite, and a powerful witchcraft rainfall struck them, and they didn't care if Mussel's "own man” would be accidentally injured.

Just as Charles hesitated, the rainy witchcraft had flooded him and Mussel.

The ferocious elements of martyrdom and the constant wave of ferocious elements between directions have transformed this place into a purgatory. Elemental erosion of such intensity is unbearable even for 2nd order shiny knights!

Thus, with a painful roar that shook through the mountains, the Charles Knight rushed out of the Energy Storm Vortex like a mad tiger, while his left hand still held Mussel's wreckage tightly.

Yes, after that fierce attack, Mussel, the glorious knight who was dying, finally reached the end of his life, stopping his heartbeat. And he lost his body of energy protection, which was corroded by a raging wave of elements, a hundred pores of sores, not adults.

Forget about Mussel, it's the Knight Charles, and the image of this moment is just as tragic!

His left eye had been blown blind, and blood gushed out of his huge blood hole. His body is more like just being fished out of a meat grinder, with staggered vertical and deep bone scars everywhere.

And as he stormed out of the energy vortex, he let go of the Ruwen sword and shoved his right hand into his lumbar flesh. “Boom” squeaked, a small burst of energy broke out in his body, and the purple and black blood and broken meat scum splattered around.

When Charles' bloody hand pulled out of the blood hole between his waists, he grabbed a strange beetle that kept howling and struggling.

Weird Beetle, though briefly stunned by Charles' energy eruption, as soon as he left his body, it became active again, honking its head and eating Charles' palms wildly.

Charles drank violently, five fingers together, the weird beetle finally couldn't hold the power of the 2nd knight erupted, instantly pinched into a bloody sauce.

And with the death of the strange beetle, the grunt of the evil worm Ntik suddenly spreads through the distant jungle.

Obviously, the death of this decaying beetle young creature also caused him considerable regurgitation.

The outbreak of power just now clearly also made Charles's traumatized body unbearable. His ribs of flesh were almost blown out by the energy that had just erupted in his body, and at this moment he shook twice, and he finally knelt down more than once.

The heavy trauma to the body and the indelible curse that engulfs the body become the last straw that overwhelms the camel. The backphage triggered by the massive invocation of symbolic energy just now, coupled with the pressing of the body's potential day and night, finally made him unable to contain the injuries in the body any longer.

Kneeling on his knees, the world in front of him was swinging constantly, his mind was struck with severe pain, and his consciousness was gradually blurred.

“You wicked... wizards... master..." Charles's broken lips moved slightly, seemingly trying to curse the enemy with one last stroke, unfortunately the broken body no longer allowed him to continue.

Charles fainted just like that.

It has to be said that the body of a second-degree shining knight, permanently immersed in the power of the Rufu, is indeed beyond the realm of mankind! His body has been broken into human form, and there is not much flesh left in his chest. Most of his internal organs have been turned into blood sauce... But in such a terrible wound, he still does not die.

The strength of the 2nd Order Knight of Glory, you can also see a spot from it!

But the wounds were so severe that even if the wizards stopped attacking, his broken body had lost its ability to repair itself and sooner or later it would be at the end of its life.

Many wizards gathered next to Charles to examine his condition and then had to discuss it violently.

At this point in the war, the triumph of the two Knights of Glory has been extremely satisfactory to everyone, especially one of the Knights' chiefs, a strange figure. And by then, the front line had returned the message that the Hound Knights in the forest's edge camp had made a big move and were fast approaching.

So the wizards who fought all night were forced to regress.

The hard battle of the day and night cost the Hound Knights a great deal, with more than 23 troop losses, but the wizard side was no better. The army of witches and beasts previously formed was almost exhausted, even the wizard damaged one. If not for the return of a group of elite carnivores, two shiny knights were captured. This battle could almost be said to have eaten the book!

As a result, a large influx of demon hunter knights suddenly emerged into the forest, and the wizards could only command the remaining forces of the beast to retreat.

Near a hill 20 miles deep into the forest, the influx of reinforcements and handicapped troops converged!

When Winsor drove the fighter into the jungle, he was immediately struck by the tragic scene in front of him.

Once upon a time, the mighty Demon Hunter Knight was the greatest pride in the world.

Wherever the news of the vicious spreads, these proud hunter knights run across the colt and fight to kill. Wherever they go, it can be said that the evil is easy, and the darkness is gone! It is thanks to their generosity and enthusiasm to move forward that the whole face shows a flourishing and prosperous image.

Even those two rare and evil wars in history, the more spectacular is just the glorious story of the demon hunters who fought ahead and slaughtered evil. Perhaps the evil ones can ravage for a while, but once the arrogant and honorable Hound Knight finds them, they will quickly vanish like clay chickens and dogs, turning the world back into a clear place.

But the scene I saw today shook Winsor deeply.

In the dark jungle, the hunter knights who abandoned their coats twisted, leaving scary traces of the witch eating and biting. Their eyes were empty and numb, clustered with each other, and even when they saw reinforcements coming, they did not see any surprises, surprises or similar expressions on their faces.

Were it not for the slight ups and downs in their chests, Winsor would have thought he was seeing a bunch of mud sculpted in plasma.

Finally, a familiar face filled with dirt and plasma appeared in front of Winsor, and he could not help but strangle the colt to a halt.

“Jose! How did you get attacked? How come you lost so much in one day? Where's Charles? …… ”

A series of inquiries smashed the past, but only in exchange for the faint reaction of a shiny knight named Jose.

“None… None…” Joseph muttered: “None of them…”

When he heard his moaning and moaning, his spirits in the jungle were exhausted to the point of crying among some numb remnants of the army, and soon spread.

A sad, painful and even deeply sad mood rises in the jungle, making all reinforcements cry for it!

Too bad! This is terrible!

A day ago, it was nearly a thousand Hound Knights who entered the jungle with generosity! But now, looking all over the mountains, even the Shining Knights and the Breaking Knights are counted as just 172 people in the district.

And the knights who were lucky enough to escape were wounded and exhausted, and the whole emotional spirit had fallen to the bottom of the valley. Winsor can no longer even see in them the pride and glory of being a Hound Knight!

Forget about the ordinary hunter knights, those are the powerful shiny knights. At this moment, they are also a dead face, a glorious colour, and the wounds in and out of the body are so severe that they are palpitating!

Winsor looked far into the dark jungle, and with his powerful war instinct, he could perceive the presence of his enemies! If placed in the past, he will surely lead his men into the darkness to slay them wildly and rekindle the blood of his companions with the blood of the enemy.

But at this moment, the dark jungle becomes unprecedented horror! Even his second-degree shining knight had to become a little afraid.

Perhaps it would be best to wait until new reinforcements arrive and do a big search?

He thought silently.

For the first time, Winsor lost his courage.