Chapter 641

"Can we save it?"

Izzet asked his teammates in a low voice, but everyone could tell from his expression that the dark elves tended to save people.

Daensos responded immediately, picked up the mace beside him, and said solemnly: "It is the duty of the followers of the Mother God to destroy the evil and save the good."

Barack also nodded in agreement.

The three looked to Raistlin and Athena, expecting their support. Athena's face was eager to try, obviously inclined to save people, she said softly: "Raistlin?"

Raistlin didn't really care, whether he could be saved or not.

Since the attitude of the teammates is so clear, it is useless to oppose it, and it is not a bad thing to kill these abyssal knights to recharge themselves.

"Okay." He agreed quietly.

The team started to act immediately, and after yesterday's battle, they had a tacit understanding.

The savage priest quickly flipped through the sacred scriptures of the earth, and blessed his teammates with divine spells one by one. Barac also cast the power of the holy light. Raistlin swung his staff and cast spells quickly. Four auxiliary spells with seven rings fell on everyone, completely Improve combat effectiveness.

The light in the tent was shining, and the blessing was completed in less than ten seconds, and the strength of the whole team skyrocketed.

Raistlin walked out of the shelter first and released an invisible force field. After his teammates came out, Izzet put away the Leomont shelter as quickly as possible.

"Walk."

Raistlin levitated and flew quickly out of the woods.

The invisible force field moved with him, and his teammates followed quickly to stay within the range of the force field, and soon reached the edge of the forest.

A group of people hid behind low bushes and looked towards the source of the chasing sound.

On the dim horizon, a group of people were fleeing in panic. The distance was still seven or eight miles away. Because of the lack of light and the occlusion of the vegetation on the ground, they could not see clearly. But judging from their shapes, they must be human beings, about fifteen of them, all of them galloping desperately on blue war horses.

Half a minute later, the distance was even closer.

"I know them."

Donsos couldn't hide the surprise on his face, and said in a low voice quickly: "They are the 'Fist of Fearless', they belong to the Soul Hunting Team under the command of Bruce, the Lord of Oakland's 'One Punch Warrior', and their overall strength is extremely strong. Strong, the members are at least high-level extraordinary, professional configuration and weapons and equipment are the top in Albert Bay, they only obey the orders of the city lord, and their status is no less than that of the Knights of Fury Fist."

Raistlin nodded slightly.

The three holy city lords in Albert Bay, besides owning an extraordinary legion, also created several relatively large private armed forces, usually operating in the name of soul hunting team or mercenary group.

This kind of private armed force is small in number and flexible in mobilization. Sometimes it is the personal guard of the city lord, sometimes it goes out of the city to eliminate monsters, and when necessary, it shoulders the heavy responsibility of defending the city.

Of course, they also often do some notorious things for the city lord.

"It turned out to be them." The dark elf also recognized it, and asked strangely, "Why did the people from Fist of Fear come here?"

Others are also very puzzled.

This place goes deep into the hinterland of the New World, more than five thousand miles away from the Bay of Albert.

Soul hunting teams generally only operate near human cities and strongholds on the west coast. The farther away they are, the more dangerous they are. They rarely cross the Rockchis Mountains. Far away is too dangerous for them.

The facts in front of me also proved this point.

Soon, the members of the Fist of the Fearless could already see clearly, almost everyone was wounded, mentally exhausted and desperate.

Their professional configuration is very complicated, but it is also very complete.

Iron Guard, Great Swordsman, Berserker, Fighter, Warlock, Ranger, Gunner, Magic Swordsman, Priest, Shepherd, from melee to ranged, as well as spellcaster and healer, each extraordinary profession has two or more Three people, enough for any combat situation.

And there are three legendary powerhouses in the team.

A legendary mid-level great swordsman, a legendary fighter, and a legendary magic swordsman.

The windscale horses under them are also one of the best mounts, with fast speed, heavy load, and long endurance. But at this moment, he was so tired as if he had been running for three days and three nights in a row, his mane was soaked in sweat, and he was panting violently. He Neng was exhausted to the brink of collapse. No matter how much the owner on his back urged him to whip, their speed was not fast enough. stand up.

"Hurry up!"

"Hurry up..."

The Transcendents on the Windscale Horse screamed desperately, and looked back from time to time, their faces frightened, as if there were terrible monsters chasing after them.

In fact, the things that chased them were scarier than monsters.

Raistlin looked into the distance. It was also a group of humans riding horses, but their horses were taller, stronger and faster. The knights on the horses were all wearing black and red rough armor, and they were burly. , wild and ruthless, even a few miles away can feel a monstrous evil breath blowing towards the face.

His pupils shrank slightly.

These are the "Abyssal Knights" that Izzet said, and the aura on them is exactly evil energy.

However, the power of evil energy, which is extremely deadly to ordinary humans, is the source of power for this group of knights. The ubiquitous evil energy in the abyss wasteland makes their arrogance even higher, and the two merge into one, like a tiger with wings added.

Black flames billowed, hooves sounded like thunder.

More than one hundred and twenty abyssal knights ran, but the momentum was like a galloping horse!

The team members were silent for a few seconds, with serious expressions on their faces.

Abyssal Knight!

Almost all Abyss Knights are Netifers, one of the purest branches of humanity. I don't know how many thousands of years ago, when Allenus was still in the prehistoric era, a group of human beings migrated from the old continent to the new continent, and gradually developed their own civilization and country.

This branch of humanity calls itself the Netifers, meaning Aboriginal.

In the early third era, the elves and dwarves discovered the New World and landed from the east and west coasts.

At that time, the Netif people were far inferior to the two races in terms of strength and culture. They were quickly robbed of their place of survival, and their territory was eroded step by step.

In particular, Mrs. Neti on the east coast of the New World is regarded by the arrogant elves as an ignorant and savage low-level race, similar to uncivilized trolls, who are not worthy of owning the precious land of the New World, so they massacre and drive away Mrs. Neti on a large scale .

The entire third era is a history of blood and tears of the Netifers.

When the abyss invaded at the end of the era, the Netifers in the New World were less than one percent of their heyday, almost extinct, and the remaining hundreds of thousands of people were driven to a wild land east of the Chekros Mountains.

The invasion of the abyss gave the Netifers the hope of revenge.

They threw themselves into the abyss without hesitation, offered their lives and beliefs to the ancient evil gods, embraced evil energy in exchange for power, and launched bloody revenge against the elves.

The Netifers were to blame for the rapid fall of Elvish cities and realms.

The loyalty of the Netifers has been rewarded.

When the head of the four evil gods of the abyss, the lord of darkness "Yukthorne" cast the curse of blood and soul on all human beings, the Netifers were no exception. However, the blood soul curse did not do any harm to the Netifers who had become believers in the abyss, but it was a blessing.

In fact, the Netifers called the Curse of Blood Soul the "Blessing of the Abyss".

Other human beings will go crazy when they hear the ravings of the Lord of Darkness, but in the ears of the Netifers, it is the revelation of the gods. People with outstanding talents can also comprehend the essence of the power of the abyss and evil energy from the ravings, and thus become powerful. rise.

Nor will their lifespan be shortened by cursed afflictions.

On the contrary, they live longer and longer, and even the most mediocre Netifer can live to be five hundred years old.

Their bodies became stronger, their natural potential was fully stimulated by evil energy, and they were born with power comparable to that of a superhuman, becoming one of the most powerful races in the world.

Of course, all this is not without cost.

Evil can make the Netiv people's character become as cruel, bloodthirsty, ruthless as a demon, and there is a tendency to destroy everything in the world hidden deep in the soul. They retain human intelligence and desires, and show them undisguisedly, practicing the law of the jungle within the group, the weak prey on the strong, and the strong rule everything of the weak, including property, freedom and even life.

In addition, the bodies of demonized Netifers will also undergo varying degrees of distortion. The evil gods of the abyss are different, and the mutations are also different.

In the eyes of the intelligent race in the Old World, the Netifers are no longer human beings, and they are called "demons".

But this does not affect the strength of the Netifers in the slightest. They practice fel power from birth, deliberately inducing physical distortions, and take pride in it.

Similar to humans in the Old World, the Netifers have developed many extraordinary professions.

The most common are abyssal knights whose bodies are enhanced with fel energy.

They, the purgatory mage, and the shadow priest are all believers who worship the Lord of Darkness. In addition, there are death knights and necromancers under the lord of the dead; warlocks and nightmare assassins who worship the lord of chaos; plague warlocks, polluters, pus-controlling warriors who spread disease and benevolence for the lord of the plague, etc.

In the abyss, the status of the Netifers has been equal to that of demons, and they are even more favored by the four gods of the abyss than most demons.

Almost all Netifers worship the Lord of Darkness, so Abyss Knights have the largest number.

Now the population of the Netifers has returned to its peak, even more than in its heyday, occupying 70% of the eastern plains of the New World.

According to some senior adventurers, there are at least 30 million Netifers in the New World.

Whether it's individual strength, population, or territory, the Netifers rank first among the four major ethnic groups in the abyss, stronger than the evil orcs, demonized elves, and abyss dwarves combined.

The number of abyssal knights alone may be three million!

If it weren't for the constant internal strife among the Netifers, who were divided into dozens of powerful tribes, conquered each other, fought for power, and fell into endless internal friction, there had never been a king who could lead the whole clan. Strongholds and cities.

If the Netifers unite and attack the Old Continent, it will definitely be a disaster.

At this moment, it is a group of abyssal knights who are chasing and killing "Fist of Fearlessness".

The extraordinary profession of this abyssal force seems to be similar to human iron guards. It is everywhere among the Netifers. Both have outstanding strength, solid defense, and mainly focus on melee attacks.

In fact, the strength of the abyss knight is several times stronger than that of the iron guard.

Together, the four iron guards might be able to beat an abyss knight of the same level.

In addition to their powerful strength and defense, the power of evil they master has various uses, such as bursting lethality, improving defense, resisting magic damage, restoring physical strength, and polluting the mind and soul of the enemy. They have almost no weaknesses.

Moreover, the abyss knight can summon a "hell steed" from the abyss.

This kind of war horse with black evil flames burning on its eyes, four hooves and mane is actually a special kind of demon. Their strength will grow with their master, and if they are killed, they will be resurrected in the abyss.

The strength of the hell horse itself is comparable to that of an extraordinary person of the same level.

During the battle, they communicate with their masters and connect with the breath of nearby war horses. The more they are, the stronger they are, like a whole.

Amidst the rumble of horseshoes, the abyss knight approached little by little.

"They are not ordinary abyssal knights." After a few glances, Izzet couldn't help but change his face slightly, and lowered his voice to remind his teammates.

Needless to say, Raistlin saw it too.

The worst of these abyss knights is high-level strength. There are five legends in the team, and the strongest leader is the legendary high-level abyss knight.

His mount is one meter higher than other hell horses, and the horse's head is more than three meters high from the ground. The abyss knight shrouded in black flames is wearing pitch-black armor. The horn of the devil, holding a huge black iron sword like a door panel in his hand.

The eyes of the soul saw the boundless blood red color in the soul of the abyss knight.

Raistlin's heart trembled.

This abyss knight is a chosen one who has been blessed by the Lord of Darkness, the chosen one who has made countless people fearful!

He said lightly: "He is the God of the Abyss!"

The eyelids of the teammates jumped, it turned out to be the God of the Abyss!

Every player of the Abyss God was stained with countless blood, and made unimaginable killings by ordinary people. Only then was he rewarded by the four gods of the Abyss, and personally blessed them, giving them terrifying strength beyond their peers.

No wonder the Abyssal Knights led by the Abyss God's Chosen were able to hunt down the Fist of Fearless so badly.

Next to that terrifying God of the Abyss, there is a Purgatory Mage, who is at least a legendary mid-level by visual inspection. Purgatory mages are not as weak as human wizards and elf mages. They are strong, and their melee strength is no less than that of abyss knights, or even better.

The other three legendary low-level abyss knights are also much stronger than ordinary legendary superhumans.

The Fist of the Dauntless has far more than fifteen members.

They had evidently fought hard, with heavy casualties, and only a few escaped. Lacking specialized teleportation spell casters, these people will be overtaken by the abyss knight sooner or later, and finally the entire army will be wiped out.

The Netifers are also well aware of this, so they are not in a hurry.

Like a cat playing with a mouse, slowly approaching the fleeing humans, they enjoyed the despair shown when the enemy looked back, and laughed jokingly from time to time.

However, these abyssal knights did not let up because of this.

Raistlin and the others exchanged a few words in the mind link, and quickly made a decision.

The two waves of people fled and chased, getting closer and closer to the woods. Half a minute later, Fist of Fearless was less than three miles away from the hiding place of Raistlin and the others, suddenly changed the direction of fleeing, and accelerated towards the woods with the last of its strength.

The abyss knight behind seemed to have noticed the clue, and immediately accelerated the speed of pursuit.

The distance between the two sides shortened rapidly.

When the wind scale horse was only a few hundred meters away from the woods, the abyss knight behind him was closer to them, the horse under him was almost exhausted, and the speed inevitably slowed down, making the eyes of the supernatural beings full of despair, ready to stop Make the last resistance.

"Ho!"

A crisp battle roar sounded in the woods.

Immediately, the transcendents saw a tall figure soaring into the sky in the woods in front, as fast as lightning, jumped over their heads in an instant, and fell towards the abyss knight behind.

In an instant, they vaguely saw that it was a human female warrior holding a long sword and a round shield!