Chapter 0078: Killing

Beautiful, well done, the vampire clan is indeed worthy of being the nobles of the night! Even killing people is calm and elegant, full of artistic atmosphere, amazing!

Grimm couldn't help but whisper a few words of praise, and then he concentrated again and threw the flame spear in his hand. This time his target was a guy with five skulls lingering on his side!

The sudden explosion of the flame spear took away two skulls outside the target's body, and also aroused the anger of the fallen apprentice. The black cane kept waving at Grimm, and invisible curses that could not be seen by the naked eye kept attacking him.

Grimm commanded the native hunter to block all the curse attacks for him, while he concentrated on attacking the necromancy apprentice.

Curse attacks, carrion flies, voodoo skulls, bone spears, and despairing gazes... The witchcraft methods that the guy could use simply opened Grimm's eyes. If it weren't for the elemental visual aid enabled by the chip, he dared to say that even if he had nine lives, it would not be enough to play with the fallen apprentice of the necromancy department on the opposite side.

And the only threats he could bring to the opponent were his own flame spear projection and the earth spear of the native hunter. The lack of long-range witchcraft made Grimm start to think that he would need to develop a magic puppet specifically for long-range attacks from time to time.

Although Grimm's strength was not enough to defeat the defense of the fallen apprentice of the necromancy department, the team behind him could. After occupying the advantage in the situation, the reckless and indiscriminate witchcraft attacks also brought heavy pressure to the fallen apprentices on the opposite side.

Many fallen apprentices began to retreat slowly, and some could not hold on.

This was also the basic mode of the battle between the two sides in the past.

The two sides first lined up in groups and attacked each other with long-range witchcraft like orthodox soldiers. Once one team could not hold on, it would be defeated. Then the next step was a small-scale pursuit and annihilation. The battle usually broke out between three or two wizard apprentices, and the battlefield could be spread everywhere around.

Finally, with the powerful witchcraft of two quasi-witches on Kevin's side, the opposite fallen team collapsed!

The fallen apprentices who had lost confidence in victory turned around and fled into the surrounding underground passages with injuries all over their bodies. It can be seen that they were completely scattered, running on their own, without any intention of covering or supporting each other.

Moreover, the six fallen apprentices were on their own sides, and there was no phenomenon of running away together.

In the long escape route from here to Paradise City, perhaps the companions with ulterior motives are far more terrifying than the enemies who are chasing them!

Kevin whistled, and the eight members of the team dispersed in pairs and rushed up behind the fallen apprentices.

A quasi-witch and Kevin targeted the enemy quasi-witch, and the remaining quasi-witch on their side was a separate team. The remaining team members were divided into several different groups and began to chase the enemy's ass into the darkness.

Grimm did not say hello to anyone, and drove the magic crocodile to chase the old opponent with a grin.

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The dark tunnel was silent.

Aaron once again activated the swift ring on his right little finger, making himself run a little faster.

The rugged terrain in the shadows was no obstacle at all. His thin and shriveled body seemed to have infinite energy, supporting him to walk quickly through caves one after another.

The roads in the underground world are always tortuous and complex. In every small cave or karst cave, there are countless narrow passages that can barely allow one person to pass through.

Using his familiarity with the terrain, Aaron escaped 3 miles in less than a cup of tea, passing through more than a dozen passages and caves.

When the fluorescence of the swift witchcraft dissipated from his body, Aaron finally stopped and leaned against a solid rock wall, gasping for breath. His chest, which was so thin that his ribs could be clearly counted, rose and fell rapidly, and his panting was like a worn-out bellows.

Although the surroundings were quiet, Aaron still held the black cane tightly in his hand.

As long as there was any sound or movement around him, he could trigger the bone spear stored in the white crystal on the top of the cane within half a second.

After panting for a while, Aaron finally managed to stabilize his breathing. He listened to the road he came from, but did not hear any abnormal sounds.

Could it be that he was lucky and no enemies were chasing him?

Aaron sneered at himself.

Since becoming an apprentice of the necromancy department, his luck has never been good. It seems that the will of the wizard world hates him, making him a pitiful abandoned child of fate.

Although he did not sense anything abnormal, Aaron still felt extremely uneasy. It seemed that a hideous beast was lurking in the silent darkness around him, secretly spying on him, ready to swallow him at any time.

No, I must leave here quickly!

Aaron made up his mind and was about to leave when he realized that the wet soil under his feet had turned into a slowly flowing acid swamp. His feet had already sunk into it without him noticing.

Damn, it was the acid swamp technique!

Aaron reached out and slapped his neck hard. The white bone chain on his neck glowed, and two skulls that could attack and defend at the same time once again lingered by his side. In order to avoid attracting attention when he was escaping just now, he turned off his personal protection, which made him fall into the trap of the hidden enemy inexplicably.

After the previous battle, his defense of the bones was obviously at the lowest level!

Under the erosion of the dense negative energy, the acid swamp under his feet made a hissing corrosion sound, and Aaron quickly got rid of the shackles of the acid swamp technique.

With two muffled thuds, a dark shadow like a dark giant mountain began to move forward in the darkness not far away, and the more dense earth element breath was clearly discernible.

Damn, it was that bastard riding the mud crocodile!

This kid is really brave. He is only an intermediate strength, but he dares to chase and kill a fallen apprentice with advanced strength!

Aaron grinned sinisterly, opened his mouth wide, and sprayed out large groups of buzzing black flying insects from his burnt yellow and dirty mouth. In an instant, they gathered into a black cloud and rushed madly to the location of the huge shadow. And he quickly recited the hoarse and unpleasant witchcraft spell, and a fist-sized skull appeared in his hand from time to time, with a pale green fluorescence thrown into the distance.

This voodoo skull he made himself would explode violently no matter what it touched. In addition to causing huge physical damage to the enemy, it also had voodoo attacks. The terrifying voodoo was a compound toxin that could even melt stones.

However, just as he was expecting to hear the enemy's screams, a flaming spear that suddenly illuminated the entire cave appeared in another location. Amidst the flames, a handsome young man was smiling at him, and the flaming spear was in his palm.

"No... don't kill me, we can talk..."

Aaron looked at the flaming spear spikes that shot out and suddenly exploded on the skull, and the blinding elemental flames swept across his location with heat waves.

After three fingers, Aaron staggered out of the sea of ​​fire. His situation at the moment was extremely miserable! The little flesh and blood on his body was burned into charcoal by the flames, and half of the few magic tools he had were damaged. The white crystal on the top of the staff was also broken, and the ghosts and resentful souls bound by the undead witchcraft began to flee.

"Hmph, kid, do you think you can kill me like this? Today's matter is not over. When we meet again next time, I..." Aaron's charred claws dug into the soil and cursed angrily, and the little finger of his right hand began to emit a bright white light.

That was the light of the escape technique!

The witchcraft hidden in the little finger was his last means of saving his life.

Seeing that he could escape in two more fingers, Aaron's turbid eyes showed a light of hope. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt the rock wall beside him move.

When he looked at it in astonishment, he was horrified to find that an extremely huge pupil was staring at him coldly. A huge triangular snake head, a wide mouth, uneven fangs, and a snake tongue that keeps swallowing... and all of this, everything that makes up this terrifying giant snake, is actually rock! Cold and hard rock!

Just as he realized all this, the giant snake opened its mouth and swallowed him completely.

After a long time, the cave finally regained its tranquility.

Grimm stood silently in a corner of the cave, not riding on the magic crocodile. In the previous battle, he used the magic crocodile hunter to draw out most of the enemy's attacks, and he took advantage of the situation to sneak attack and break the opponent's defense. In the end, the rock python that appeared for the first time was the killer.

There was a slight vibration in the darkness, and the magic crocodile hunter came to his side with a black body, and the native hunter on its back had melted to only half of its body. On the other side, the rock rumbled, and the huge rock python climbed the stone wall and swam in front of him, opening its mouth and spitting out a fragmented body.

Haha, the head of a high-level fallen apprentice was in hand!

However, the corpse of a dead soul guy is also terrifying. Therefore, Grimm did not do it himself, but waited until the native magic puppet repaired himself again, then let it search the loot on the enemy's body, and then let the magic crocodile swallow him into its stomach, and then swaggered back to the first battlefield.

Some of the teammates who went out to hunt down the enemy have returned one after another, but only a few succeeded, and most of them returned empty-handed.

There is no way, the underground world is too suitable for escape. Creating a landslide anywhere can make the pursuers return empty-handed. In addition, the fallen apprentices are first-class in life-saving skills. It is easy to defeat them, but it is much more difficult to kill them.

The quasi-witch and Kevin in the team joined forces but failed to keep the opponent's quasi-witch, but another quasi-witch successfully brought back a head. The remaining senior apprentices did not gain anything, so when the magic crocodile under Grimm vomited an enemy's corpse from its stomach, everyone couldn't help but look at him differently.

Camp battles are camp battles. Although Grimm won two games by "luck" by taking advantage of the unfamiliarity of the crowd, that doesn't mean that he is really that strong. But with the appearance of the corpse of this high-level fallen apprentice, everyone looks at him differently.

This... This means that he has the strength to kill a high-level apprentice! This is what everyone values ​​most! chapter;