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Chapter 312

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If the black-robed Druil knew Abel was a Knight captain, there was no way he would stand so close to Abel. Although he had countless ways to save his life, the moment his eyes lost focus, a classic human Knight's big sword pierced through his throat. The tip of the sword emerged from the back of his neck, and a wave of frosty qi immediately wrapped around the black-robed Druil.

The life force slowly dissipated from the black-robed Druil's body. Half a second later, he regained consciousness. He could no longer control his body. He looked at Abel with regret. Before his life force dissipated, he saw something he couldn't understand.

Five spirit wolves, five ravens, one poison creeper, one oak sage, and four knights of some unknown monster appeared beside Abel in an instant.

"What kind of monster did we offend?" That was the last thought the black-robed Druil had before he died.

"Keep them alive. Don't kill them!" After Abel ordered, he no longer paid attention to the battlefield. Instead, he stepped up and took the portal bag of the black-robed Druil. He scanned the Druil's body with his power of the will to see if he missed anything.

The 7 Knight captains were very powerful. You could see how rare it was to become a Knight captain in the human world. Although they were not as powerful as the Druil, there were a lot of combat qi practitioners. Therefore, the elves were the cornerstone of all battles.

But at this moment, the elven warriors who had just recovered from the shock received a terrible blow. The combat aura that they were so proud of was almost immune to the damage caused by their opponent, and the opponent only needed one attack to inflict heavy damage on them.

The spirit wolves, ravens, poison creeper, and the oak sage were understandable. They finally understood that Master Bennett was an official Druil. But what were those 4 knights in black armor? The elves' rich experience told them that the black-armored Knight in front of them was full of magic equipment.

A Knight captain was swept down by the spirit guardian Knight's sword. His combat qi armor was instantly broken. Afterward, a spirit wolf stepped on his left and right shoulders and legs. The elven warrior had completely lost his ability to fight.

One by one, the elven warriors were knocked down. It didn't matter if they wanted to attack Abel or fight with their summons. The spirit guardian Knight and the spirit wolf flashed too quickly.

In just half a minute, the battle was over. At that moment, Abel was still checking the portal bag of the black-cloaked Druil. Other than a circle control card, there were 10 defense rune cards, 10 attack rune cards, 5 "volcano burst" spell scrolls, and 1 "volcano" spell scroll. This made Abel's hair stand. If he didn't just shock the black-cloaked Druil, he wouldn't be able to block any of those spell scrolls.

Especially the "volcano" spell scroll. It was a strategic spell that could change the shape of the ground in a small area. It could summon a volcano in the area it was attacking, and it could attack everything around it indiscriminately.

Abel once again reevaluated the power of the elves. An official beginner Druil had so many scrolls. He had to be more careful the next time he fought with a Druil.

Abel used his power of the will to check the circle control card in his hand. He found out that this intermediate circle was called the "valley protection circle." It was an intermediate circle that focused on both defense and isolation.

After throwing the loot into his portal bracelet, Abel raised his head and looked at the battlefield. He was very satisfied with the result. He didn't lose a single thing. All 7 elven warriors were knocked down and lost their ability to move.

"I'm going to interrogate them one by one. Watch them!" Abel ordered his summons.

He took out the "Akara tent" from his Kong Kong spirit portal bag, opened it, and put it aside. Then he picked up one of the 7 elven warriors and walked into the tent.

From the look of disbelief on the elven warrior's face, Abel could tell how much he wanted a portal tent. This kind of thing that only existed in legends appeared in the hands of a master alchemist in front of him.

"You don't have to ask. I won't say anything!" The elven warrior said straightforwardly.

"I don't want to ask anything!" Abel sneered. His hand had already grabbed the elven warrior's face. His hand gently pressed on the elven warrior's mouth, and all of the elven warrior's teeth fell out.

Abel took a closer look at the teeth and saw that one of them had been modified. He didn't even need to check to know what was inside. This was probably the infamous informant in both the human world and the elven world.

Seeing the poisoned tooth, Abel was even more sure who sent this elf. He stared at the elven warrior coldly and pressed his hand on the elven warrior's head again.

Outside the "Akara tent", the spirit guardian Knight captain was hiding in the empty eye sockets under the black helmet. The soul flame suddenly flashed, and the ice magic sword in its hand quickly stabbed out. Just like a trained Knight, each sword accurately stabbed into the elven warrior's mouth, and then the poisoned tooth was pulled out.

The elven warriors had a bad feeling in their hearts. The target of this mission was too scary. He almost killed an official Druil in seconds, and then he used his summons to capture all of them. Especially this armored knight. Now that they thought about it, this was not a knight, but a mutant summon. In the legends, only a few extremely lucky Druil could have a mutant summon.

The six elven warriors endured the pain in their mouths and exchanged glances with each other. They had no other way to deal with the current situation. They didn't even have the ability to commit suicide. The poison from the poison creeper wasn't fatal, but it suppressed their combat qi to the point where they couldn't even mobilize it. This was a common method used by druids to treat captives.

Inside Akara's tent, Abel did not absorb the combat qi of the elven warrior in his hand right away. This was a man of death, after all. Who knew what he would do when he realized his combat qi was being taken away. Therefore, Abel's power of the Will penetrated the brain of this elven warrior first. At the place where his head intersected with his body, the power of the Will sliced down like a knife.

All of this didn't seem to have caused any harm on the surface. However, if one were to sense it with their spiritual energy, they would know that the connection between the brain and the body had been severed. This elven warrior had completely lost control of his body.

Then Abel began to absorb the combat qi of the elven warrior. If the combat qi of the grey dwarf Knight was huge, then this elven warrior's combat qi was no less than that of the grey dwarf Knight. This was the natural talent of the race. A human Knight's lifetime of training was only a short 100 years, but grey dwarves and elves had a long lifespan. The accumulation of combat qi was much more powerful than the human's.

Of course, the most powerful thing about the human race was their fertility. A few generations of Knights were born in just 100 years. As long as a few of them were successful, it would be a huge number of Knights.

For other Knights, the process of building a combat qi channel was slow and complicated, but Abel was different. Countless amounts of combat qi poured into his body, and the golden combat qi transformed into his own combat qi. This elven warrior's countless years of hard work had become a part of Abel's combat qi.

The elven warrior's eyes went from shock to horror, from horror to horror, from horror to struggle, and from struggle to despair. The color in his eyes had also turned into the color of death. Death wasn't scary, but slowly giving away your combat qi to your enemy was the most depressing of all death.

Due to the long period of training, the elven warrior's body, which was stronger than normal elves, began to slowly shrink. It seemed like the life force in his body was being sucked away along with his combat qi. At this moment, the elven warrior wanted to die quickly. That would be the release of everything. However, that was just an extravagant hope. If he didn't maximize the value of this elven warrior, Abel would not let him go.

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