At the beginning of rushing into the battle circle, Charles had already imagined various possible encounters.
He never dared to underestimate the cunning of wizards.
It's a pity that what happened on the scene is still beyond the limit of his imagination.
He... was attacked by Mussel!
Mussel's eyes were wide open, his eyes were slack, blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't help making strange "ho ho" noises from his mouth. And his hands exuded a strong energy light, which had sunk deeply into Charles' waist, and some inexplicable things were continuously pouring into it.
Charles endured the severe pain, pressed his left hand against Mussel's chest, and the dense energy glow began to gather rapidly. As long as he spits out lightly, he can definitely shake off Mussel's entanglement with ease.
But looking at Mussel's familiar face and feeling the weak heartbeat under his palm, Charles's condensed strength has been difficult to arouse.
This is an old comrade-in-arms who I have known for more than forty years!
Although his mind has been bewildered by the evil wizard and he has become an accomplice to evil, but after all his fire of life has not been extinguished. If I blast him away with an energy burst, I am afraid that the last remaining fire of life will be killed by myself with the opponent's physical weakness.
Thinking of this, Charles couldn't help but burst into tears, and the palms on his old friend's chest trembled a little!
Mussel may have been defeated and captured just now, and the scene of being besieged by wizards just now was simply a pre-rehearsed "scene". Everything is just to lure myself into the trap!
It was only now that Charles could see clearly.
His old friend Mussel's feet had been pierced by a pile of thorns and thorns, and he was firmly imprisoned in place. Seven or eight strange transparent silk threads pierced his body from the ground. This may be the culprit of his out-of-control behavior!
And with Mussel's hands piercing his body as a bridge, inexplicable things are constantly entering his body. Some of them are tiny living creatures, crazily eating their own flesh and internal organs, and some are inexplicable curse auras, which continuously erupt in the body, causing their mental consciousness and physique to rapidly decay.
In addition, the evil wizards around the battlefield were not the least bit polite, one after another the astonishing power of witchcraft rained down on them, and they didn't care if they accidentally injured Mussel, his "own man".
Just as Charles hesitated, the rain of witchcraft had overwhelmed him and Mussel.
The violent and ferocious elemental sacrificial explosions and the crazily raging elemental waves continued to erupt within a square inch, turning this place into a purgatory on earth. Such an intensity of elemental erosion is unbearable even for a level 2 radiant knight!
So with a painful roar that shook the mountain forest, Knight Charles rushed out of the energy storm vortex like a mad tiger, while his left hand was still tightly grasping Mussel's remnant body.
Yes, after the round of violent attacks just now, the already dying Radiant Knight Mussel finally came to the end of his life and stopped his heartbeat. And his body, which had lost its energy protection, was riddled with holes and ravaged by the violent wave of elements, making it inhuman.
Not to mention Mussel, even Knight Charles, the image at the moment is extremely miserable!
His left eye had been blasted blind, and blood was gushing out from the huge blood hole. His body looked more like it had just been fished out of a meat grinder, with criss-crossing, bone-deep and terrifying scars everywhere.
As soon as he rushed out of the energy vortex, he let go of the long rune sword, and ruthlessly inserted his right hand into the flesh and blood around his waist. With a muffled "bang", a small energy burst occurred in its body, and purple-black blood and broken meat splashed everywhere.
When Charles' bloody hand was pulled out from the bloody hole in his waist, he was holding a strange beetle that was screaming and struggling between his five fingers.
Although the strange beetle was briefly stunned by Charles' energy burst, it became active again as soon as it left his body, kept raising its head and neighing, and frantically gnawed at Charles' palm.
Charles yelled violently and pressed his fingers together. The strange beetle finally couldn't hold back the power explosion of the second-level knight, and was crushed into a ball of blood in an instant.
And with the death of the strange beetle, the muffled groan of the evil insect Entik suddenly came from the jungle in the distance.
Obviously, the death of this scavenging beetle larva also brought him a lot of backlash.
The outburst of strength just now obviously made Charles' severely injured body unbearable. The flesh and blood on his sides were almost blown away by the energy that erupted in his body just now. He shook twice at this moment, and finally he knelt down without stopping.
The severe injuries to his body and the lingering curse in his body became the last straw that broke the camel's back. The backlash caused by using a large amount of rune energy just now, coupled with the squeeze of his body's potential for a day and a night, finally made him unable to suppress the injuries in his body anymore.
Kneeling on the spot, the world in front of his eyes was constantly spinning and shaking, and the severe pain in his body frequently hit his heart, and his consciousness gradually became blurred due to the impact.
"You evil... sorcerers..." Charles moved his broken lips lightly, as if he wanted to use his last strength to scold the enemy, but his broken body no longer allowed him to continue.
Charles tilted his head and passed out just like that.
It has to be said that the body of the Tier 2 Radiant Knight, who has been immersed in rune energy for a long time, is indeed stronger than a human being! His body was broken beyond human shape, and there was not much flesh and blood left between his chest and abdomen, and most of his internal organs had been turned into blood paste... But even under such a terrifying injury, he still did not die.
The power of the 2nd-level glorious knight can also be seen from this!
However, the injury was so serious that even if the wizards stopped attacking, his broken body had already lost the ability to repair itself, and sooner or later he would enter the end of his life.
Many wizards gathered beside Charles, and after checking his condition, they couldn't help discussing heatedly.
At this point in the war, the capture of the two glorious knights has already satisfied everyone, especially the leader of the knights, who is even more rare. And at this time, the front line sent back a message that the witcher knights in the camp on the edge of the forest had already made a big move and were approaching quickly.
Therefore, the wizards who had fought hard all night couldn't help thinking of retreating.
This day and night of hard fighting caused heavy losses to the witcher knights, losing more than 2/3 of their troops, but it was not easy for the wizards. The army of witches and beasts that had been painstakingly formed before was almost exhausted, and even one of the wizards was lost. If it weren't for the return of a group of elite ghouls and the capture of two glorious knights, this battle can almost be said to have eclipsed the entire army. Book!
Therefore, seeing a large number of elite demon hunter knights rushing into the forest suddenly, the wizards could only command the remaining witch beast troops to retreat.
Near a mountain depression 20 miles deep into the forest, the incoming reinforcements and remnants converged!
When Wensol drove the magic horse into the jungle, he was immediately shocked by the miserable scene in front of him.
Once upon a time, the majestic and mighty demon hunter knight was the greatest pride of the world.
Whenever there is news of evil beings raging, this group of proud demon hunter knights will mount their magic horses and gallop thousands of miles to fight bravely. Wherever they go, it can be said that treacherous evil is warded off, and darkness perishes! It is because of their generous, enterprising attitude and enthusiasm that the entire plane presents a scene of prosperity.
Even those two rare evil wars in history were more composed of the glorious deeds of the demon hunting knights fighting bravely to kill treacherous evil. Those evil ones may be able to wreak havoc for a while, but once the proud and noble witcher knights find them, they will disappear in an instant like chickens and dogs, and the world will become clear again.
But the scene I saw today deeply shocked Wen Sol.
In the dark jungle, the demon hunter knights who had discarded their armor were staggering to and fro, with traces of gnawing and biting by terrifying witch beasts remaining on their bodies and faces. Their eyes were empty and numb, and they supported each other and surrounded them. Even when they saw the reinforcements coming, they didn't see any surprise, surprise or similar expressions on their faces.
If it weren't for the slight ups and downs of their chests, Wen Sol would have thought that what he saw was a group of statues carved from mud mixed with blood plasma.
Finally, a familiar face covered in mud and plasma appeared in front of Wensol, which made him restrain the magic horse and stop.
"Jose! How did you suffer the attack? How did you lose so much in just one day? What about Charles?..."
A series of inquiries rushed over, but only a weak response from the glorious knight named Jose.
"It's gone... It's gone..." Jose murmured, "They're all gone..."
Hearing his hoarse and mournful wailing, crying finally came from the exhausted and numb remnants in the jungle, and it spread quickly.
A wave of grief, indignation, and even deep sadness rose in the jungle, causing all the reinforcements to cry!
It's too awful! It's just too miserable!
It was a team of nearly a thousand witcher knights who stepped into the jungle impassionedly a day ago! But now, after checking the entire mountain valley, including the Shining Knight and the Breaking Knight, there are only 172 people.
Moreover, these knights who escaped by chance were scarred, physically and mentally exhausted, and their entire emotional spirit had fallen to the bottom. Wensol can no longer even see the pride and glory of being a witcher knight in them!
Not to mention ordinary witcher knights, even those powerful glorious knights are all haggard and haggard at the moment, and their internal and external injuries are so serious that it makes people palpitate!
Winsor looked at the dark jungle in the distance, and with his powerful war intuition, he could sense the existence of the enemy! If it were in the past, he would definitely lead his men into the darkness to charge wantonly, using the blood of the enemy to re-invigorate the blood of his companions.
But at this moment, the dark jungle has become more terrifying than ever before! Even he, a level 2 glorious knight, couldn't help but become a little afraid.
Maybe it's the most correct way to wait until new reinforcements arrive before doing a large-scale search
He thought silently.
For the first time, Winthor lost his nerve.