In an instant, flames, ice arrows, acid arrows, lightning and whirlwinds fell on the heads of these mutant gargoyles like rain. Rapid casting a large amount of low-level magic is what Roger and Froya are good at. Roger does not expect these magic to effectively kill these mutant gargoyles with super high defense. He only hopes to find their weaknesses in magic defense. Unfortunately, their magic resistance looks as good as their defense.

Roger and Froya are both great magicians. At this time, they changed their strategies again. Froya activated multiple magic equipment, such as stun, violent, sleepy, immobility, and immobility, and threw them one after another. Roger did not rely on spells at all, and his casting speed was even faster than Froya. He released spells such as slowness, reduced defense, reduced magic resistance, curses, and other spells related to darkness and necromancers.

However, the result is that in addition to immunity, immunity is still immunity!

As the test magic failed one by one, Roger's face became increasingly ugly. In terms of defense characteristics, these gargoyles were simply chasing the dragon clan. Fortunately, their attack power was average and they did not have any special magic skills. However, the numerous numbers, teeth, and the poison on the claws were enough to make up for the weaknesses in the attack.

To deal with these gargoyles with super strong defense and poisonous defensiveness, only heavy infantry wearing heavy armor and holding giant swords and heavy axes are the most suitable. Roger began to regret not summoning the Ticton warriors. The Ticton warriors were good at fighting in the mountains and plains. Their too tall body and martial arts were not suitable for exploring tasks like underground palaces, so Roger never thought of bringing them with him this time.

Roger couldn't help but miss the dragon-slaying spear that was thrown into the mountains by Nicholas, and even the battle axe "soul-bound" created by the God of War Hammer back then was made in his hand. It was much stronger than the battle axe with the Aslofik heavy infantry in his hand. However, he could not let him sigh anymore, the gargoyles were already screaming and pounced on him.

"All magicians exit the hall! Cast summoning magic! Use scrolls! All warriors using heavy weapons enter the hall!" Roger calmed down and gave a series of commands one after another.

He took the battle axe and cut over a gargoyle that rushed to the front of him, then blessed himself with countless auxiliary magic. Then he roared and rushed into the group of gargoyles!

A melee!

Roger stuck a gargoyle's neck with his left hand, swung a few axes, and completely smashed its head, which made it stop struggling. During this period, the gargoyles had already been slashed hard on his back. But the fat man was wearing silver dragon armor, so he was naturally unharmed. Of course, even if he did not pierce the armor, his enhanced physical defense would not be much worse than these gargoyles. The only problem is that he is good at magic, and now, except for blessing and auxiliary magic, magic has no use at all.

Decomposition techniques are effective against these gargoyles. Just now, an elf mage has proved this. Unfortunately, the decomposition techniques can only dissociate one gargoyle, but the magic power consumed is very high, and the success rate is less than half, which is not practical at all.

The elves wizards' curses sounded one after another, summoning creatures one by one joined the battle, and the warriors began to rush into the hall. The battle slowly turned into a war of attrition.

Screams filled the hall, and these ordinary warriors fell one after another in front of the gargoyles. They often had to pay dozens of lives to cut down a gargoyle. But the bravery of the Aslofik warrior was undoubtedly revealed at this time. Teams of warriors stepped on their companions' bodies and rushed into the hall, fighting to the death with the gargoyles who seemed to be unable to kill.

These gargoyles are extremely poisonous. Even Roger was injured a lot and felt a little dizzy, which was even more fatal to other warriors.

After chopping down the five gargoyles, the steel battle axe in Roger's hand had been curled and turned into a war hammer. He roared and swung the battle axe, and smashed it hard on a gargoyle. The gargoyle struggled on the ground and flew up again. Roger was so angry that he cursed fiercely.

Only strong warriors can easily deal with these difficult guys. Magicians have no choice but to use summoning creatures to fight attrition little by little. But at this moment, Roger looked around and saw that there was only one Feng Butterfly who had high martial arts skills. As for himself, he was just invincible with brute force, and his martial arts was a mess. This time, the fat man relied too much on the magician and thought that having a large group of elf mages would be invincible from now on. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel extremely upset.

The magic light flashed on Roger's body, and the auxiliary magic effect of the blessing had disappeared. But then the magic light flashed randomly, and several new auxiliary magic blessings were added to him. The fat man turned around and saw that Furoya came behind him at some point.

Roger had a gloomy face and rushed behind Froya, pulled down a gargoyle in the air, threw it to the ground, then pressed against its throat with the tip of the battle axe, shouted loudly, and exerted force, which pierced its throat.

Fuluya's face turned pale, but she still smiled and said, "Why are you trying so hard to save me? Do you want to seduce me?"

Roger said angrily: "You fucking stay outside honestly!"

Before Froya could answer, the fat man grabbed her, raised her high, and then threw her towards the door of the hall.

He picked up a battle axe from the ground, looked at the gargoyles flying in the hall fiercely, spat, and rushed up again. The fat man was persistent in his personality. Although these gargoyles were difficult to deal with, they were not irresistible. Anyway, there were many subordinates now, and these warriors were all from Duke Doriak, so he would not feel heartbroken no matter how many deaths were, so he didn't want to give up.

The world of death, the sea of ​​consciousness.

Feng Yue and Weina were still in a confrontation, but their minds were not on fighting each other at the moment.

Wina smiled and said, "These gargoyles are almost immune to magic and are very difficult to deal with! If he thinks that he is not in danger of life, he will be very wrong. He can't tell that he is quite affectionate, he really doesn't look like an evil necromancer!"

Feng Yue looked at Weina calmly as if she hadn't heard her words.

Wina raised her index finger, pulled a golden thread in the air with her fingertips, and then smiled meaningfully.

A sudden panic flashed through Rogge's heart. He stopped moving and was almost caught by a gargoyle.

At this time, Fuluya's cry came from the door: "Fatty! If you don't want to retreat, then use whatever you should! I can't support you!"

Rogge was anxious. For some reason, since the panic just now, his mind was still calm. He tried the "Another World Curse-Binding Purgatory" several times in succession but failed. He originally wanted to use the "Another World Curse-Binding Purgatory" to improve his magic power, forcibly launch the "Demon Sword" beyond the level, and use the summoned powerful magic weapons to solve these gargoyles. The "Demon Sword" is an eighth-level magic, which far exceeds the fat man's ability. The consequence of Rogge's forced use by relying on mental power to drive is that he is seriously injured under the counterattack of magic.

Wina stared at Feng Yue, capturing every change she changed, and slowly said: "This way of driving magic has caused too much damage to herself, so I stopped him."

However, Wina was disappointed, and Feng Yue still looked at her expressionlessly.

There was still a melee in the hall.

Feng Die suddenly shook for a moment and fell down to the sky. She had already suffered a lot of scratches on her body and had been supporting herself. However, her ability to resist poison was far less than that of Roger, and she finally had a toxic attack.

With several pounding sounds, several gargoyles surrounding her were knocked away.

Roger held Fengdie with one hand and took her wheel saw with the other. He swung his power horizontally, and the wheel saw buzzed and immediately opened a gargoyle. Fengdie's wheel saw was a rare high-quality magic weapon, and its power was much greater than that of the heavy axe used by ordinary warriors.

Roger wiped the blue blood of the gargoyle splashed on his face and cursed: "It's so fucking difficult! Fengdie, can you hold on? Hold on and I'll throw you out now!"

The fat man turned his face and saw Feng Die holding a shiny dagger in both hands, aiming it at his chest. She bit her lower lip tightly, her hands trembling, and hesitating.

Roger realized in a second thought that Feng Die must have thought she would die this time, so she wanted to take revenge before her death, although she knew that it was almost impossible to kill Roger with a dagger.

The fat man frowned, took off the dagger from Feng Die's hand and said, "You'd better live for me first!" Then he threw Feng Die out of the hall.

The hall was filled with a strong smell of blood. Roger sighed and began to try to summon Fengyue and Gregory. If he still had no response, he had to withdraw from the Stone Palace and explore after summoning enough personnel.

"He is summoning you, are you going?" asked Wina.

Feng Yue was still silent, and the silver light in her eyes did not fluctuate at all.

Roger slowly retreated to the entrance of the hall.

The gargoyles seemed to see these delicious humans trying to escape, and rushed forward one by one. Although the fat man had a wheel saw in his hand, his martial arts were too poor after all, so it was quite difficult to deal with. In a blink of an eye, the arms that were not protected by the silver dragon armor had several more wounds on his thighs. He was so poisoned that he was so black in front of his eyes, and his body shook for a while.

The pressure around Roger suddenly eased, and the four huge snow bears summoned blocked the gargoyles. Taking this opportunity, Roger quickly retreated outside the gate. He turned around and saw a pair of smiling green eyes.

But the little fairy's face then turned pale and softly, obviously because of excessive overdrawing of magic power.

Roger finally gritted his teeth and gave a loud order to retreat.

At this moment, in the forest outside the stone palace, hundreds of soldiers were walking rapidly in the forest and rushing towards the stone palace. There were more than ten people in dark green robes in the team, and from their outfits, they were obviously Druids. For these natural goddess believers who are extremely familiar with natural mountains and forests, the numerous forests could not slow down their pace.

The mountain wind suddenly became a little stronger. There seemed to be a shadow passing by in the wind.

A soldier at the end of the team ran, and his head suddenly rolled down, and blood spurted out like an arrow! His headless body ran out several meters before he fell to the ground.

Several soldiers in front of him turned around in a daze, all of whom were sprayed with blood on their faces. They screamed in shock, but the screams suddenly stopped because there was a short black arrow on their throats!

The entire team stopped.

Several druids were on guard and slowly walked over to inspect the bodies of the dead. The murderer had long disappeared in the dark forest.

After inspecting the bodies, several druids said something respectfully to an elderly druid. The old druids looked gloomy and slowly closed their eyes, standing still, listening to the howling wind in the forest.

The whole forest became quiet, and only gusts of mountain wind whizzed past the treetops.

The old Druid suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Destroy! The evil dark creature!"

Accompanied by his roar, countless thorns suddenly appeared out of thin air on an ancient tree not far away! These thorns instantly formed a natural prison, and a faint shadow could be seen vaguely moving back and forth like lightning, impacting the thorn cage. The thorn cage shone with a faint light. Every time the shadow rushed to the edge of the cage, it would be blocked by an invisible wall, and the thorn branches could not be touched at all.

Several young Druids couldn't help but whisper: "Oh my God, it's the Shadow Knight!" There was an unconcealable tension in their low voices.

"Don't panic! The wrath of the goddess of nature can destroy all evil beings!" Old Druid said coldly.

A ball of extremely light green flame suddenly ignited under the ancient tree, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a huge ball of fire, rushing into the sky.

The ancient trees and the thorn cage on the canopy strangely lost all its color and turned into a lifeless monotonous gray. The Shadow Knight, who was just trying to break through the cage, had completely disappeared at this time.

The old Druid snorted and said, "Let's go!" As he said that, he turned around and headed towards the Shigong.

Feng Die, who had already fallen into a coma, screamed and suddenly woke up.

What she saw was the dark and wet walls, and what she heard was the screams coming from not far away. For a moment, she felt that she was already in purgatory. Feng Die's whole body was soft and powerless, and her heart was beating wildly, as if she was about to break through the barrier of her body.

"I...what's wrong with me?" Feng Die opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but only a hoarse sound came from her throat.

"You're awake? We'll be out later, don't worry."

Feng Die then realized that she had been lying on the back of an elf guardian warrior, walking out with the large group of people. But her heart was still jumping wildly, and the more she jumped, as if she was about to pull her soul out of her body.

"It's him! Something happened to him...must be it!" Feng Die screamed, struggling to get off the elf warrior's back: "Where is Roger? I want to see him! Something must be something happened to him!"

The elf warrior grabbed Feng Die and almost carried her out, saying, "Lord Rog is resisting those gargoyles behind! Feng Die, calm down! Let's talk about it when you have something to do. Who are you talking about..."

Before she finished speaking, Rogge, who was covered in dark blue blood, rushed up from the back of the team like a wind and rushed towards the front of the team. Without him in the rear stance, the fighting sounds suddenly became louder and the screams were much louder.

"Roger! What's wrong with him? Is it..." Feng Die shouted at Roger's back with all his might.

Roger kept rushing forward, his slightly anxious voice echoed in the long corridor: "He may still be alive! A powerful enemy came outside. If you don't rush out quickly, we will all die here!"

The entire team accelerated and followed Roger toward the outside.

Before entering the Stone Palace, Roger left the guard exit of two hundred warriors. But he had just felt something happened to Raphael, who was guarding the forest. In the primeval forest, it is conceivable what advantages the Shadow Knight, who was born with invisible ability, has. Since even Raphael cannot protect himself now, these enemies are definitely not something that ordinary warriors can deal with. Once they blocked the gate of the Stone Palace first, there would be strong enemies in front and deadly monsters behind, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this time, the old Druid was already standing in front of the stone palace, silently looking at the magnificent building. Not far behind him was the barracks of left-behind soldiers. All the soldiers in the barracks had turned into corpses, and hundreds of beasts were wandering inside. Once the remaining remnants were smelled, they would make up for it.

"If there is such a magnificent grave, the goddess will naturally favor you. Just stay in it." Old Druid sneered and waved his hand. Several Druids behind him each took out magic props and began to cast spells.

In the blink of an eye, countless huge rocks that appeared out of thin air tightly sealed the gate of the Stone Palace.

Standing at the end of the corridor sealed by rocks, Roger's face was terrifyingly gloomy.

He knew that the enemy must be raising energy outside now, waiting for the moment when he broke through the seal. At that time, everyone under his command was exhausted, so what could he use to resist these strong enemies? However, these enemies did not know that the fat man was still carrying a large number of elves engineering troops and could dig a hole from anywhere in the stone palace, so the situation was not completely desperate.

Of course, the premise of all this is that he can kill all the mutated gargoyles behind the team, rather than being killed by them...

Roger waved the wheel saw in his hand and walked towards the back of the team, shouting loudly: "Come with me if you want to survive! Let's go and chop those damn gargoyles first!"

Sea of ​​consciousness.

Wina looked at Feng Yue, who was like an ice sculpture, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became stronger and stronger.

"Fengyue, he is calling you again. Are you not going to help him? I'm right, it seems that his situation is not good!"

Fengyue is just silent.

Gregory suddenly flew up.

But Feng Yue, who was standing in the sky, reached out to grab it in the air, and more than ten powerful gravity immediately covered the bone dragon that wanted to go beyond the air.
To be continued...