A few minutes ago, in the depths of the Pale Forest.
"Leader! It's too dangerous here. Many of our brothers have already died. We can't go any deeper! "
"Leader! We've failed the mission. Don't hesitate anymore! "
Seeing the despair in his brothers' eyes, Locke gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Everyone, retreat! But we can't let the blood of Cross Rose's brothers go to waste. Next time, when we're fully prepared, we'll definitely come back and chop off that necromancer's head! "
"Leader, we've failed the mission! Everyone, retreat! "
"Retreat!"
"Leader, this is bad. A large number of resurrected skeletons have appeared behind us. They're blocking our retreat!"
Locke's expression changed slightly, "How many?!"
The mercenary's face turned pale and he trembled as he said, "We don't know how many there are... At least a thousand..."
A thousand resurrected skeletons!
Locke felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground. He held onto the sword embryo he got from Tang En and panted heavily. His heart was filled with despair.
A huge and strong man almost shed tears at this moment.
He was the one who took the decision to accept this mission. He was the one who led everyone onto this path of no return.
Although no one blamed him, he couldn't face his own heart.
Locke gripped his sword tightly. Even if he died here, he had to send these people out!
Although the Resurrected Skeletons had very low individual combat strength, once they formed a group, they would be a very terrifying force. They moved slowly, but they were not afraid of death. As long as they were not completely crushed, even if they were broken into pieces, they would still cause trouble for you when you least expect them.
A thousand resurrected skeletons were already a small undead army. They only had a few dozen people now. They wouldn't be able to last long before they were completely torn apart. Then, that damned necromancer would extract their flesh and blood and turn them into his skeleton puppets.
Locke shuddered at the thought of the terrible consequences.
He gritted his teeth and raised his sword, "Do you want to become the necromancer's skeleton puppets?!"
"No!"
"Do you want to die here?!"
"No!!"
"Do you want to go home and see your wives and children. Do you want to accompany them through the next Glorious Festival?!"
"Yes!!!"
"Since you want to go back alive," Locke roared with a red face, "Then hold on to your weapons and leave your backs to your comrades!"
"Let us crush these skeletons! Let's kill our way out! "
"Brothers! Follow me! "
Loke roared and charged towards the army of resurrected skeletons. Behind him were the members of Rosa Cross, his most trusted comrades!
Fierce clashes between the living and the dead unfolded in the forest. Angry roars, the crisp sounds of weapons clashing, the screams of mercenaries being torn apart by skeletons, all kinds of sounds mixed together and echoed in the forest …
When Aiguin arrived, she saw an extremely tragic scene.
The white world seemed to be draped with a layer of bright red curtain. The mercenary group that originally had dozens of people was now left with only a dozen people struggling bitterly in the tide of skeletons. The ground was littered with torn corpses and internal organs.
The clumsy resurrected skeletons didn't know too many complicated techniques. Their goal was very simple, which was to pounce and tear their target's body apart. The resurrected skeletons weren't very strong, but once their numbers reached this level, they would become a very terrifying force.
"Protect the leader!"
"Crush these dregs!"
Countless of his companions had died, and the remaining mercenaries were in a killing frenzy. The heavily injured Locke was surrounded in the middle of the crowd.
Locke originally planned to use his own life to open a path for them, but he overestimated his own strength. If it weren't for a few of his companions desperately pulling him back, he would have become a corpse by now.
But living was more painful than dying, because he had to watch his brothers being killed by the resurrected skeletons one by one in front of him.
It was a kind of mental torture.
Locke looked at the sky, his eyes were filled with despair. Under the effect of the necromancer's magic aura, he could feel his life force rapidly depleting.
The healing potions he bought in Kasparmi Castle and the Blood of the Goddess he accidentally obtained from Tang En had all been used up. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lasted so long.
Who would have thought that the necromancer who was wanted was actually a Silver-ranked warrior?!
Greda and himself were the strongest in Rosa Cross, and they were only Iron-ranked rank-2!
He didn't have much time left.
"May Gerrit Terrance forgive me for desecrating the dead …"
Aiguin crossed her two swords in front of her forehead, closed her eyes and prayed. The next moment, she opened her eyes and turned into a hurricane of blades, killing the sea of skeletons!
The Dragonsteel Longsword stabbed out, and a powerful burst of energy burst out in an instant. It was like a silver meteor piercing through the dark night sky, and the sharp sword storm tore all the resurrected skeletons into pieces!
"Someone's coming!"
"Oh God of War, she's an elf!"
"Leader! Hold on! We're saved! "
The sudden turn of events attracted the attention of the mercenary group. They watched as Aegwynn killed her way over as if she had entered a no-man's land. A few members who were numb from the battle even shed tears of excitement.
Yes, if there was a chance to live, no one would be willing to die.
Aiguin killed her way to the center of the sea of skeletons in the blink of an eye. Her body was surrounded by a layer of faint light, protecting her from being harmed by the resurrected skeletons.
"Get down."
Aiguin's words stunned the mercenaries for a moment, but they immediately reacted and got down on the ground.
Aiguin separated her two swords, and the Dragonsteel Longsword flashed with a dazzling light. The next moment, a powerful wave of sword energy swept out in all directions. The trees were blown away, the rocks were turned into dust, and the surrounding skeletons were all turned into dust by the powerful force!
This was the power of a Legendary-tier expert.
"Thank you, the great Kaloma River, we're saved …"
A few of the mercenaries saw that all the resurrected skeletons were destroyed by Aiguin's attack, and immediately cried out. A few of the mercenaries who were still rational stepped forward to thank Aiguin.
"Thank you, Lady Elf, for saving us all."
Aiguin nodded lightly. Although elves didn't like humans, they didn't hate them either. She felt a little uncomfortable when she saw this mercenary group that had suffered heavy casualties.
"That person is dying."
Nola pointed to the center of the mercenary group. She could feel that the life force inside was weakening.
"Leader! We're saved! Hang in there! We'll be able to return to Casparmy Castle soon! You must hang in there! Sister Sula is waiting for you to return! "
There was a sudden commotion in the mercenary group. Aiguin quickly walked over and found a burly human on the verge of death due to excessive blood loss.
Aiguin suddenly thought of the Blood of the Goddess that Tang En had given her. She took out a potion and handed it to the mercenaries.
"Feed it to him."
The mercenary who took the potion recognized it and was overjoyed. "It's the Blood of the Goddess! Leader is saved! "
He couldn't care less about how precious the potion was. He hurriedly opened the cork and poured it down his throat.
The Blood of the Goddess took effect very quickly. The wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his weak breath gradually stabilized. Soon, he opened his eyes.
"I'm … still alive?"
"Yes! Leader! It's all thanks to this Elven lady's Blood of the Goddess! "
Aiguin didn't say anything. She had been observing the effects of the potion. When she saw the rapid healing of Locke's wounds, she was even more certain of the potion's powerful effects.
At the same time, she was even more curious about Tang En. How did he make such a powerful potion?
Even if Angus Miracle Hands were to make it, the potion's effects wouldn't be as good as this.
Locke looked at Aiguin. He could feel the powerful strength of the Elven lady in front of him. Although he knew that she was a stunningly beautiful Elf, he didn't dare to look directly at her face. He knelt down on one knee and placed his right hand on his chest. "Locke Ryan, leader of the Cross Roses mercenary group. Thank you, Elven lady, for your help."
"There's no need to thank me. All creatures of Order are the subjects of the Goddess."
Locke hesitated for a moment and said, "I know the Blood of the Goddess is very precious. I'm afraid I won't be able to repay your kindness in such a short time …"
"There's no need. The Blood of the Goddess was given to me by a human friend. Using it on a human is just returning it to its rightful owner."
Aiguin looked at them and asked, "Can you still move? I still have something to do. I can't send you out. "
"We wouldn't dare delay your matters. We'll leave on our own …" Locke said and looked at his brothers. He had an idea and said to Aiguin, "Mighty Elven lady, our mercenary group has received a mission to capture the necromancer here. However, we're not strong enough to kill the necromancer. As you can see, we've suffered heavy casualties! "
Locke solemnly requested Aiguin, "We, and our fallen brothers, implore you to kill him!"
Aiguin nodded, "Don't worry. I won't let him continue to desecrate life."
Locke's spirits were lifted when he heard this. He turned to look at his brothers. Their eyes were burning with the flames of revenge.
"Do you want to avenge our fallen brothers?!"
"Yes!"
"Do you want to send that damned bastard to hell with your own hands?!"
"Yes!"
"Do you want to avenge our fallen brothers?!"
"Leader, but your injuries —"
"I'm not dead yet!" Locke glared at them, "As a warrior, the pain on your body will only become a medicine to stimulate your fighting spirit. Furthermore, the Blood of the Goddess has healed me. I'm in great condition now! "
Locke turned around and knelt down on one knee with the rest of the mercenaries behind him. "Please accept our rude request. We are willing to lead the way for you. Please let us cut off the necromancer's head with our own hands!"
Aiguin looked at them in shock. She didn't know what to do.
At this moment, there was a sudden explosion in the forest.
Egwene froze for a moment, then smiled.
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