Charles had already imagined all sorts of possible encounters when he had charged into the fray.
He had never dared to underestimate the craftiness of Magi.
Unfortunately, the current situation had exceeded the limits of his imagination.
He … had actually been attacked by Mussel!
Mussel's eyes were wide open, his gaze unfocused. Tears of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he could not help but let out strange sounds. His hands were emitting intense energy rays, which had already sunk deep into Charles' waist. Some unknown things were continuously being injected into him.
Charles endured the intense pain and pressed his left hand against Mussel's chest. Dense energy rays began to gather rapidly. As long as he exerted some strength, he would be able to easily shake off Mussel's entanglement.
However, looking at Mussel's familiar face and sensing the weak heartbeat under his palm, Charles found it difficult to activate the power he had gathered.
This was an old comrade he had known for over 40 years!
Although his mind had been bewitched by the evil Magi and he had become a lackey, his life force had not been extinguished. If Charles were to blast him away with an energy explosion, with Mussel's weakened body, he would probably be snuffed out with his own hands.
At the thought of this, Charles could not help but tear up. His palm, which was pressed against his old friend's chest, was trembling!
Mussel had probably been defeated and captured, and the scene of him being besieged by the Magi was simply a rehearsed "show". Everything had been to lure him into a trap!
At this moment, Charles finally saw it clearly.
His old friend Mussel's legs had been pierced by thorns, and he was firmly locked in place. Seven or eight strange transparent threads had pierced out from the ground and pierced into various parts of his body. This was probably the reason why he had lost control of his actions!
Using Mussel's hands that had pierced into Charles' body as a bridge, waves of unknown things were constantly entering his body. Some of them were tiny living creatures that were crazily gnawing at his flesh and organs. Some of them were cursed halos that kept erupting in his body, causing his consciousness and physique to rapidly weaken.
Apart from that, the evil Magi around the battlefield did not hold back at all. Powerful spells rained down on them, not caring if they would accidentally injure Mussel, who was' on their side '.
Just as Charles hesitated for a moment, the rain-like witchcraft had already drowned him and Mussel.
The violent and ferocious Elemental Explosion and the rampaging Elemental Wave continued to erupt, turning this place into a living hell. Even a Tier 2 Radiance Knight would find it hard to endure such a powerful Elemental Corrosion.
So with a painful roar that shook the forest, Knight Charles rushed out of the energy storm vortex like a mad tiger, and his left hand was still tightly holding Mussel's body.
Yes, after the previous round of ferocious attacks, the Radiant Knight Murcer, who was on the verge of death, had finally reached the end of his life. His heart had stopped beating. His body, which had lost the protection of his energy, was corroded by the violent elemental waves and was riddled with holes. He no longer looked human.
Not to mention Mussel, even Knight Charles looked extremely miserable at the moment!
His left eye had been blinded by the explosion, and blood was gushing out of the huge bloody hole. His body looked as if he had just been fished out of a meat grinder, and there were terrifying crisscrossing wounds all over his body.
As soon as he rushed out of the energy vortex, he let go of the rune longsword and stabbed his right hand into the flesh of his waist. With a dull thud, a small-scale energy explosion occurred in his body. Purplish-black blood and minced meat splattered everywhere.
When Charles pulled his bloody hand out of the bloody hole in his waist, he was actually holding a strange beetle that was constantly hissing and struggling.
Although the strange beetle was temporarily stunned by Charles' energy explosion, it became active again the moment it left his body. It kept hissing and gnawing at Charles' palm in a frenzy.
Charles roared and clenched his five fingers together. The strange beetle finally could not withstand the energy explosion of a Tier 2 Knight, and was instantly crushed into a ball of blood paste.
Following the death of the strange beetle, the muffled groan of the Demonic Insect, Endik, came from the distant forest.
It was obvious that the death of the larvae of the Carrion Beetle had caused him a considerable backlash.
The energy explosion just now was obviously too much for Charles' heavily injured body to bear. The flesh on both sides of his ribs had been blasted away by the energy explosion in his body. After swaying a few times, he finally could not help but kneel down.
The heavy injuries on his body, as well as the curse that was difficult to get rid of, were the last straw that broke the camel's back. The backlash from using a large amount of rune energy just now, in addition to the day and night of squeezing his body's potential, made him finally unable to suppress the injuries in his body.
Kneeling on the ground, the world before his eyes spun and swayed continuously. The intense pain from his body frequently assaulted his mind, and the impact caused his consciousness to gradually blur.
"You evil … Wizards …" Charles' damaged lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to use the last bit of his strength to scold the enemy. Unfortunately, his broken body did not allow him to continue.
Charles' head tilted, and just like that, he fainted.
It had to be said that the body of a Tier 2 Radiant Knight, which had been immersed in rune energy for a long time, had indeed surpassed the limits of a human! His body was broken beyond recognition, and there was not much flesh left between his chest and abdomen. Most of his internal organs had already turned into a bloody paste … But even with such terrifying injuries, he still did not die.
The strength of a Tier 2 Radiant Knight could be seen from this!
However, his injuries were so severe that even if the Sorcerers did not attack him, his broken body had already lost the ability to repair itself. Sooner or later, he would reach the end of his life.
Many Sorcerers gathered around Charles, and after checking his condition, they could not help but have a heated discussion.
At this point in the war, the harvest of the two Radiant Knights had already satisfied everyone, especially the leader of the Radiant Knights, who was even more of a rare character. Moreover, at this time, news came from the frontline that the Demon Hunters in the camp at the edge of the forest had already set off in large numbers, and were rapidly approaching.
Therefore, the Sorcerers who had fought hard for a night could not help but think of retreating.
This day and night of hard fighting had caused the Demon Hunters to suffer heavy losses, and more than two-thirds of their forces had been lost. However, the Sorcerers did not fare well either. The Wizard Beast Army that they had painstakingly built was almost completely destroyed, and even one Sorcerer had fallen. If not for the group of elite ghouls and the two Radiant Knights, this battle could be said to be a huge loss!
Therefore, when they saw a large number of elite Demon Hunters suddenly enter the forest, the Sorcerers could only command the remaining Wizard Beast Army to retreat.
Near a col 20 miles deep into the forest, the surging reinforcements converged with the remaining Wizard Beast Army!
When Winsol rushed into the forest on his demonic colt, he was immediately shocked by the tragic scene before him.
Once upon a time, the majestic and mighty Demon Hunters were the greatest pride of this world.
Whenever there was news of evil wreaking havoc, this group of proud Demon Hunters would mount their demonic colts and travel thousands of miles to fight bravely. Wherever they went, it could be said that evil was repelled, and darkness was extinguished! It was because of their generosity, aggressive attitude, and enthusiasm that the entire plane presented a scene of prosperity.
Even in the two rare wars against evil in history, it was more about the glorious deeds of the Demon-Hunter Knights who fought bravely to be the first and slaying the evil. Those evildoers might be able to wreak havoc for a while, but once the proud and honorable Demon Hunter Knights found them, they would vanish into thin air in an instant, and the world would return to its former glory.
However, the scene that he had witnessed today had deeply shocked Winsol.
In the dark forest, the Demon Hunters who had abandoned their armor were swaying left and right.
On their bodies, there were traces of terrifying Wizard Beast bites on their faces. Their eyes were empty and numb, and they clustered around each other. Even when they saw the arrival of reinforcements, there was no expression of surprise, surprise, or anything similar on their faces.
If not for the slight rise and fall of their chests, Winsol would have thought that he was looking at a group of clay statues carved from a mixture of blood and mud.
Finally, a familiar face covered in mud and blood appeared in front of Winsol. He could not help but stop his demonic colt.
"Jose! How did you suffer the attack? How did you suffer such heavy losses in just one day? Where's Charles? … "
A series of questions were thrown at him, but in return, the Radiant Knight named Jose only responded weakly.
"Gone … all gone …" Jose murmured. "They're all gone …"
Hearing his hoarse and mournful cry, the exhausted and numb remaining army in the forest finally began to cry, and it quickly spread.
A wave of grief, anger, and even deep sorrow rose in the forest, and all the reinforcements could not help but shed tears!
It was too tragic! It was simply too tragic!
A day ago, it was a team of nearly a thousand Demon Hunters who stepped into the forest passionately! But now, after searching the entire col, including the Radiant Knights and the Magic-breaking Knights, there were only 172 of them.
Moreover, these knights who were lucky enough to escape were covered in wounds, physically and mentally exhausted, and their spirits were at rock bottom. Winsol could not even see the pride and glory of being a Demon Hunter Knight in them!
Not to mention the ordinary Demon Hunters, even the powerful Radiant Knights looked haggard and haggard at the moment. Their internal and external injuries were so severe that it made one's heart palpitate!
Winsol looked at the dark forest in the distance. With his powerful war instincts, he could sense the presence of the enemy! If it were in the past, he would have led his men into the darkness and killed wantonly, using the blood of the enemy to reignite the passion of his companions.
But at this moment, the dark forest had become unprecedentedly terrifying! Even a Grade 2 Radiant Knight like him could not help but feel a little afraid.
Perhaps the best thing to do is to wait for new reinforcements to arrive before conducting a large-scale search?
He thought silently.
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