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The teleportation has been lost for a long time, but the magic item of teleportation appeared in front of her eyes, not only her, but also everyone else was surprised.
At this time, there were low growls in the passage, which were shouts full of desires such as envy, jealousy, infringement, and killing.
Fairy Archer's slender and beautiful face was wrinkled.
"Here they come, don't ask me how many"
The sound of footsteps and the clash of weapons came from several directions. After all, there were several corridors leading to the chapel.
The miner Taoist took out a tool and knocked some gravel from the stone chair, and the red-haired female magician took the stones to the altar and piled them in a small pile.
The Priestess organizes the equipment in their hands and categorizes it for easy access by teammates.
The Lizard Priest took out a few tiny teeth as catalysts and sprinkled them on the ground to pray to his father and grandfather.
"The horns of the ancestor of the iguanodon are claws, four-legged, two-legged, let's run on the ground."
The teeth scattered on the ground swelled like boiling and bubbling, and turned into an upright lizard skeleton in an instant.
The lizard monk ordered the Dragon Tooth Soldiers to protect the Priestess with shields.
The red-haired witch is protected by a female fighter.
As for the Shaman Daoist, even if he doesn't use spells, he has good combat power, and his strong physique is not for display.
Nangong Long stood on the altar and studied the mirror, not paying attention to the tense atmosphere behind him, but he still used his wheel tomb ability to place a stone bench at each passageway.
The number of imps was unexpectedly large, so we couldn't let them rush in all at once.
Fairy Archer stared at the passage, and the kid's hungry eyes had already entered her sight. What was worse was that she also saw a huge guy, his roar was full of anger, probably caused by the failure of poisoning in the tomb.
The kid never felt that he was an intruder, it was all the fault of those adventurers, they were the weak ones, and they were the ones being bullied.
So they want revenge, vent, and ravage adventurers.
Chapter 52 When to Cast a Spell
Torn apart, ravaged, abused, raised a stick and howled loudly was a tall and strong kid, that was the kid hero.
The leader's yell made the little ghosts go crazy, and they moved a little faster towards the chapel.
Fairy Archer's sharp long ears picked up all the noisy conversations of the little ghosts. Even though she couldn't understand the little ghosts' language, she also knew that it was not a good thing to say.
The little ghosts rushing forward were blocked by stone chairs, with obvious impatient expressions on their ugly faces.
The little ghosts in the back squeezed forward desperately, and the little ghosts in the front couldn't move forward if they didn't want to.
Of course, even if the companions behind did not push, the kid in the front would find a way to cross the obstacle and enter the chapel.
The reason is very simple, there are women in it, not just one.
This is enough to make them excited.
Elf Archer pulled the spider's silk string, and shot an arrow~.
The little ghost who climbed over the stone chair suddenly fell off the chair, and an arrow stuck in its eyeball-.
The Shaman Taoist used the sling to throw stone bullets, and the imp who was hit died on the spot.
The Lizard Priest held a tooth knife and slashed and killed the imp who jumped over the stone chair.
Because she wanted to protect the red-haired female magician, the female fighter did not step forward to fight in close quarters, but used a sling to attack the imp like the miner Taoist.
The red-haired female magician on the side helped her load the ammunition, just wrapped the stones on the sling and handed them to her.
The four corners of the chapel were lit with torches, so that even mortals could see the interior clearly.
At the beginning, it was barely stalemate, but after a while, it failed.
For some reason, the kid climbed over the stone chair faster and faster.
If Fairy Archer and the others could see what was behind the stone chair, they would understand why.
It turned out that the little ghost who was crawling slowly was directly stepped on by the companions behind him and used it as a stepping stone.
But that's not the worst.
Huge figures appeared at the entrance, apparently intending to join the battle, and there were more than one.
The red-haired female magician took out a bottle larger than a medicine bottle from the bag on her waist, which contained a black unknown liquid, and handed it to the female fighter.
"Throw it on the guy, preferably the head"
"give it to me"
The country bumpkin who was trying to push away the stone chair, that is, Big Goblin, hit the bull's-eye with the bottle, and the black liquid covered his face and flowed down his neck.
Almost at the same time as the female fighter was throwing the bottle, the red-haired female magician was holding her staff tightly and chanting a spell at the bumpkin.
"Shajita (arrow) Invramalaya (ignite) Radius (shoot)"
Whether the bottle hits the redneck in the face or on the body, she just needs to adjust before the spell is finished.
A fiery arrow hit Big Goblin's face, and the violent flames covered his entire head.
The big goblin, who was in great pain, scratched his face with his hands, and as a result, his hands covered with black liquid also burned.
After a while, Big Goblin fell to the ground without struggling, and the smell of burnt meat also wafted into the room.
"What is that? Is there any more?" asked the female fighter.
"Oil, just a bottle"
Even in the conversation, the two did not stop their hands.
Normally, the flame arrow is enough to kill an imp, but the red-haired female magician is not very clear about whether it can kill the bumpkin, so she uses oil to increase the firepower.
The imp hero at the other entrance is much harder to kill, and being able to upgrade to an imp hero means that it has experienced countless battles, and it completely crushes the bumpkin in terms of experience.
So the way it pushes away the stone chair is very... let's put it this way, it's a dog.
He knelt on the ground and bowed his body, not showing his head at all.It knows very well that it has a huge body, even if it squats, it will become a target.
With all the strength in his body, the little ghost hero exerted his strength and pushed the stone chair away from the entrance.
The little ghosts who held back behind it for a while didn't need it to order, and rushed in on their own initiative.
The little ghost hero picked up the thick stick and walked into the chapel with a look of smugness on his face.
In the corridor where the redneck hangs, the little ghosts try to escape out of cowardice.
The little ghost hero who noticed this roared loudly, and the little ghosts once again rushed upwards without fear of death.
In addition to the fear of the leader overpowering his own timidity, another reason is that the kid will not run away as long as there is a possibility of winning.
The little ghost hero is still there, which is undoubtedly the hope in their eyes.
The little ghosts want to enjoy the spoils, and want to unscrupulously vent their desires on their prey.
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Being unable to attack for a long time made the little ghost hero become impatient, and originally planned to catch him alive, after all, life is much more interesting.
It doesn't matter now, even the dead have their own way of playing.
So under its command, a little ghost carefully opened the lid of the pot in his hand, and there was poisonous mucus inside.
The imp with a crude bow and arrow in his hand soaked the stone arrowheads and shot out poisonous arrows one after another.
Standing on the altar, the Priestess who was in charge of observing the entire room prayed the moment she noticed the venom.
"Mother Earth Goddess who is merciful, please use your power of the earth to protect us who are fragile"
The invisible barrier - the holy wall appeared in front of everyone. The kid's poisonous arrow hit the invisible wall and lost its strength and fell to the ground.
... . . .
The correct timing of casting can maximize the value of the spell.
There are even a few of the poisonous arrows that are not accurate at all, and some of them are stuck on the companions. Of course, this is also the fault of the adventurers.
The kid will never blame himself for the fault.
The extremely angry little ghost hero raised his stick and stepped forward, and the little ghosts around him moved away one after another, shouting excitedly.
From their point of view, if the leader makes a move, victory will surely belong to them.
"The merciful Earth Mother Goddess..."
"mercy……"
Priestess released two holy walls one after another, trapping the little ghost hero in the middle, unable to move.
This posture is really not good for exerting strength, otherwise, with the strength of the little ghost hero, he could still smash the holy wall, it would be nothing more than swinging the stick a few more times.
Otherwise, it will not take the initiative to attack.
Priestess called out to the red-haired female magician. As a companion who has been on many adventures together, the red-haired female magician immediately understood what she meant.
Chanting a mantra, a flaming arrow pierced the hero kid's face, the hero kid twitched all over, and the feeling of being burned was not the usual 'comfortable'.
The little devils were dumbfounded, and they couldn't help taking a few steps back. Just now, the boss looked aggressive, so this is the end?
Lizard Priest took advantage of this gap, raised the dental knife in his hand, and stabbed the hero's fat stomach with all his strength, and then pulled it horizontally a few times.
Chapter 53 The Brave Trio
swordsman, sage
The tragic death of the little ghost hero really frightened the little ghosts, and they turned around and ran away without saying a word.
Seeing this, Priestess breathed a sigh of relief. If it weren't for the large number of casters in the team, she really wouldn't dare to use up the miracles all at once.
The Elf Archer reluctantly picked up the imp's arrow and used it. The arrows she brought had been used up.
Lizard monks, they only use what is at hand for long-range attacks.
They consume a lot of physical strength, and it is unwise to pursue them.
At this time, an invisible momentum swept across the entire underground ruins, and all the escaped ghosts rolled their eyes and fell to the ground.
A black vortex appeared above the positions of all the undead ghosts in the ruins, about the size of an adult's palm.
The lightning that sprang out from inside landed on the kid's body precisely, and it was scorched black in an instant.
