Dale Sheews led a team of nearly fifty people to rush straight to the witches along the breath left by the Chaos Demon in the forest.

From the corpses of the Forward Reconnaissance Squad, Sheeworth was even more certain that the witches might have completely surrendered to Chaos to gain such powerful power.

At the same time, he was even more worried about the many problems that the Paladin Expeditionary Force showed after losing the care of Lord Stannis.

On the battlefield in the past, Lord Stannis' huge perception range directly made the paladins feel like they had opened the full picture, and could unscrupulously intersperse and sneak attack the weak positions of the Chaos Demons.

The legendary paladin can easily analyze which enemies are dealt with by his pros and which ones need to take action on their own, so as to orderly command the paladins.

Dale Seaworth originally thought that he had been a deputy for three years and was already a mature commander, but when he was leading the team alone and encountered chaos, he realized that he was just a melodraft that was responsible for conveying Lord Stannis's orders.

Lord Stannis took away most of the high-level paladins from the Paladin Expeditionary Force and left them in the Old Continent. Dale Seaworth knew that the legendary paladin wanted to take the opportunity to establish the authority of the commander.

But now, Dell has begun to wonder if he is really capable of holding such an important position. If those powerful colleagues are also in the team, perhaps these dead companions will have a different ending.

In Dale Sheeworth's heart, weakness only stayed for a second, and firmness returned to the paladin's face: "Closing the formation, we continue to pursue! Don't be blinded by the power of chaos, in the sunshine, victory will definitely belong to us!"

The Paladin took the lead and rushed to the front of the team. As the only high-level paladins, Dale Sheifers knew that he could not be like Lord Stannis, like a demigod on the battlefield, but he would do his best to become the shield of the Legion and the sword of the Legion!

The monk Tang Sanzang felt uncomfortable in the moment before, but with his amazing physique and willpower, the monk just shook his head and got rid of the influence.

He ignored the little monsters he had passed by before. Tang Sanzang was very self-aware. Those who had passed by him could only be dealt with by his companions. He could not give up the enemy in front of him and chased him.

The enemy, who was originally injured by the monk, was now limp on the ground, leaving only an empty skin, as if the internal organs and bones inside were composed of those monsters.

"Little Fear of the Demon?" The monk vaguely remembered that before leaving his hometown, he had heard of similar demons from other people in the world, and it seemed very difficult to deal with.

"Since it's a demon!" The monk's hands were wrong, and his two iron palms hit each other, causing sparks to emerge.

The spark seemed to ignite Master Sanzang's palms and sleeves, and the strange flames enveloped the monk's two arms: "Flame Knife, please advise!"

With his half-baked spell, coquettish movements, and amazing ridicule skills, Yang Yuefan steadily grabbed the patrol team of two nearby paladins in no time.

The origin of the profession of Hell Poet is a mystery. Xu Yichen has always maintained a cooperation state with Yang Yuefan and has never asked questions about the profession.

Unlike the lineage of Demon Hunter, almost no one has heard of the profession of Hell Poet, and there is no relevant record in Kelmohan.

If it weren't marked on the battle group page, Xu Yichen probably wouldn't even have a chance to know his name.

He was also a little surprised to observe Yang Yuefan's black-robed wizard Victor in the air.

Yang Yuefan not only looks like he can use spells and plays poems, has good stealth and assassination abilities, but also has good defensive attributes.

Two golden lightning bolts slashed Yang Yuefan's body, almost piercing his armor, but the speed of the Hell poet did not decrease, and he was still shuttled through the trees at high speed.

At the same time, the halo ability of various attributes of the paladins is also constantly causing elemental damage to Yang Yuefan.

Although the damage caused by the halo is not strong, the range is very large. With the paladin using the halo as the origin, it can extend a circular area with a radius of about fifteen meters outward.

Although the damage decreases with distance and will not superimpose with the increase in the number of people used, on the battlefield, this aura that can follow the movement of the paladins is definitely a big killer!

The black-robed wizard Victor has been developing in the Far South Colony for more than ten years, and he is unaware of the changes in the outside world and can't help but feel a little scared.

These religious madmen did not know this kind of skill before. Could it be that the new magic technique that has only appeared recently?

On the other side of the Black Forest, Fan Li, the assassin who was responsible for creating chaos, was already covered in blood.

Fan Li drew the battle axe in his hand, threw out the brain matter stuck to it, and gasped heavily against the bunker made of several corpses.

The camp seemed to have been taken by a giant beast, the tent was overturned, the fence was kicked down, and wooden boxes containing supplies were scattered all over the floor.

Less than ten people stood on the edge of the camp, looking around the surrounding buildings with caution, and shooting out a flame arrow from time to time to ignite the tent beside him.

It seems that there is an enemy hidden in each tent, an axe hidden behind each wooden box, and a assassin who will at any time be lurking at every supreme point.

The mercenaries responsible for protecting the casters had suffered heavy casualties, and most of the corpses that could be seen everywhere in the camp were contributed by them.

This mercenary team of thirteen people was originally called to do miscellaneous work, but only the captain and deputy captain were professionals with low levels.

At this time, the old captain over 40 was already lying on the other side of the camp, and the cause of his death was that his head was broken by a battle axe.

Only the deputy captain in his early twenties was left, standing with the casters, and the longbow in his hand moved from one target to the next.

Several casters who changed their mechanical eyes adjusted their visual mode to an unreliable temperature detection mode.

However, the burning tents around greatly interfered with the thermal imaging of this magic version. Moreover, Fan Li, who had a good grade in the reserve, leaned on several corpses that had just died.

He used the remaining warmth of the corpse to cover up his whereabouts.

"Half of the people killed should be considered to have completed the mission, right?" Fan Li carefully observed the chaotic camp and felt that it was really chaotic: "Why haven't he come back yet?"

The dedicated and patriotic Fan Li planned to execute the orders from his superiors to the end, and used standard crawling movements, and walked around behind a tent without making a sound, intending to kill a few more blind people.
Chapter completed!