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"You two stand on the left and right sides, don't face it directly, so it needs to turn around to attack."

"Be steady and don't fight hard. Try to cut off its hands and feet or create opportunities to cut off its tail."

"..."

The team is really like a certain online game guild opening a map to fight a dungeon, and Lance is obviously the commander.

Collect information from the early stage, prepare equipment, adjust configuration, arrange tactics, and then open the dungeon to fight the boss.

The current tactics are very simple, just clear out small monsters like the flesh hound, and then fight the Templar warlord in a group.

The only difference is that this time the warlord's tail was not cut off, and the action was swift and powerful. The two giant claws plus the bone spurs could actually deal with three people without losing the upper hand.

Even Lance and the others had to avoid a few points, for fear of being clamped and stabbed.

But don't think that Junia is not there. Fighting is the best way to digest the power of the saint. Raise your hand and shoot a holy light to explode on the warlord.

Dazzling holy light!

It doesn't need to cause a big blow, just delay its actions, because for the masters on the field, any flaw is fatal.

It was obvious that Junia had created this opportunity. Almost at the moment when the Templar warlord was affected and paused, the three of them launched attacks almost at the same time.

Baldwin and Barin targeted the left and right arms, and Lance's target was naturally the tail made of tangled flesh and blood.

However, it was also because of the focus on the tail that we could see that the wriggling flesh and blood was accumulating strength. It was not stunned at all, but was preparing to go big!

"Be careful..."

As soon as the voice fell, before he could even finish speaking, the warlord's ability was activated. The swollen flesh and blood tissue at the end of the tail was covered with bone spurs of different sizes, and after the wriggling and contraction, they all shot out.

God's punishment!

Countless bone spurs covered indiscriminately, and the largest one was obviously sprayed towards Junia.

It must be said that the Templar warlord seized their flaws. Everyone thought it was controlled, but who would have thought it was an insidious ambush.

Not to mention that the largest bone spur can shoot, but ignoring the small ones can also shoot, it can be said that it completely caught everyone off guard.

Only Lance reacted quickly and took out a large shield to block in front of him, and those dense bone spurs hit it and crackled.

But others were not so lucky.

Last time, Lance helped Junia block one, but this time, although the scattered bone spurs were not so big, there were more of them, and the defenseless Junia was inevitably injured.

Even the armor only blocked it slightly, and several bone spurs could be seen penetrating the armor and revealing their ends on the surface.

Baldwin reacted and gave up the attack and retreated, raising his hand across the broken sword, using the wide sword and arm to protect his head, but some places were still pierced by bone spurs.

His tolerance for pain made him hold back a cry of pain, but he could sense the infection of the wound.

The most unlucky one was Balin, who might have been marked by the blood hound's attack just now, so the thickest bone spur was coming towards him.

Especially Balin's armor was just ordinary iron, and the distance was closer and the body was larger, so he naturally took more attacks.

The thickest bone spur shot directly through the chest armor, and the end even made the back armor bulge slightly, that is, it penetrated the body.

The power contained in the bone spur also made Balin stagger. The next second, blood could be seen flowing out. He couldn't help coughing violently and spitting blood and flesh. It was obvious that his heart and lungs were broken and seriously injured.

Not to mention the small bone spurs on his body, even the helmet had one. Injury to the brain was the most fatal.

The situation really took a sharp turn for the worse...

But Balin's huge body did not retreat because of the injury. On the contrary, the pain brought by the serious injury stimulated his wild power. He completely ignored his own injuries and made it clear that he was going to fight you to death.

"Gout!"

With a roar like a beast, he swung the axe and cut off the arm of the Templar warlord.

And this is not over yet. The violent power made Balin lose his sense of pain. Even the passing of life could not stop him from launching a more fierce attack.

Instead, the Templar warlord had one arm cut off, and the tail lost its threat because all the bone spurs had just been shot out, leaving only the giant pincers of the other arm to resist.

At this time, Lance also caught its predicament, and swung his sword to cut it at the moment when its attention was pulled by Balin.

Tail cut off!

Lance broke away with one strike and didn't even care whether it was successful or not. He ran away and opened the blessing and flesh reconstruction to help everyone save their lives.

Because the distance was far, Junia was covered with fewer bone spurs, so she was not seriously injured when she pulled it out.

Baldwin also raised his hand to pull out the bone spur at the first time. The remaining corruption was quickly cleared by the new flesh and blood under Lance's flesh reconstruction, and the injury quickly recovered.

"Ballin, pull away! You two hold on and give me some time."

Blessing suppressed Balin's rage, and only the lord's order could calm him down from the rage.

Lance was like a firefighter. After pulling up Junia and Baldwin, he quickly went up to remove the bone spurs on Balin's helmet. He had to ensure the integrity of the brain first. Other injuries on his body, even the heart, were not considered serious injuries to Lance.

Junia also recovered here and began to cast divine arts to support Baldwin in front. Lightning struck down one after another, and the power of the Burning Templar warlord was fed back to help her recover quickly.

Ballin's rage can resist death. In simple terms, it is a desperate fight. If he does not die, he will fall into a long period of weakness.

But in front of Lance, these are non-existent. Balin recovered completely in almost two or three breaths. Except for the pit left by the largest bone spur in his chest and the blood flowing, he could not see his injury at all.

"The monster is seriously injured, kill it!"

Lance commanded the whole scene. The team that was already in danger quickly stabilized in Lance's hands. As long as they did not die suddenly, he could quickly pull the team out of despair. This is the charm of extraordinary power.

On the contrary, the Templar warlord was broken an arm by Balin's counterattack, and Lance's sneak attack cut off his tail. When he was besieged again, the guy did not have much resistance. It can be said that he died quickly under the chaos of swords.

The battle subsided a little. Lance sacrificed the corpses on the ground, then called back the guards, and found the Iron Crown Altar again to light the Hand of Praise.

Although it was expected, when the movement came, it was still difficult to suppress the fear.

The deafening roar and the wriggling flesh and blood made people feel insignificant, as if they were in the body of an indescribable giant beast.

But Lance couldn't care less, and quickly started cutting the flesh and blood for sacrifice to replenish the consumption of the previous battle.

The team, which had a short rest, quickly continued to move forward. They didn't have much time to waste, and they had to destroy the ceremony as soon as possible.

In another battle, they encountered familiar cult priests and ecstatic followers, but the augmented creatures hidden in the room where flesh and blood were clinging were the most disgusting.

These flesh and blood augmented creatures with independent consciousness have different forms. One is the augmented creatures that were previously stripped from the chaotic horror. Most of the tentacles are thin and short, and the main body is a mass of flesh and blood that is chaotically fused with various deformed flesh and blood.

The other has already deviated from the simple deformed flesh and blood, but has thick and long tentacles as the main body, and the eyeballs on it are more and larger, as if indicating that the consciousness is also stronger.

It's like one is a malignant augmentation and the other is a benign augmentation.

Benign growths don't like to attack humans like malignant growths do. They will cling to collapsed stone pillars, and of course they can also cling to those flesh monsters to provide protection, strengthen and add blood, which is very troublesome.

However, in front of so many people, although it is a little troublesome, it was quickly cleaned up.

"My lord found this!"

The people who cleaned up the flesh found a leather bag in the room. Lance couldn't help but walk over quickly and found some messy things from it. The most important thing was a handkerchief with a familiar mark.

The familiar breath on it was undoubtedly the equipment left by the ancestor.

As for the function, the handkerchief can stop bleeding and resist disease, which is consistent with its own function. Extraordinary power also has rules.

However, Lance didn't care too much about it. The current situation is no longer controlled by one or two extraordinary equipment, not to mention it is an auxiliary equipment.

Everyone began to clean up the various flesh and blood attached to the scene, and then faced the forward again...

At the door of a room, Lance suddenly stopped and took out the map to signal to everyone.

"Have you noticed that the specifications of this dungeon seem to be symmetrical, which means that the location of the last core should be in front."

They follow the principle of sweeping the entire map, basically leaving no place unexplored, and Lance has been recording the terrain of the dungeon, which is why they discovered some situations.

And now the route map he drew is indeed symmetrical. According to the two iron crown altars found earlier, the last one is in the room in front.

"Go ahead, sir!"

"Do it!"

"Destroy the evil rituals of those monsters."

Having come here, Lance would definitely take action even without the urging of those people, raising his hand to signal. "As usual, we go in first, you stay alert."

Without the intention of saying more nonsense, he took out a few bottles of holy water for them to drink to increase their resistance, and then led the team into it.

As they moved forward, the scene in front of them dissipated like a fog of war, and the team that entered it alarmed the enemies guarding the altar.

It turned out to be two temples, one guardian and one warlord, and both opened their huge eyes in their abdomens to the team at the beginning.

Revelation!

Although there is a scorching amulet, the appearance of two Templars here is still full of oppression.

When there is only one, it can be delayed, and then the small monsters can be cleared, and then the righteous group can be beaten.

But two...

"Bang!"

The revelation did not make them react, but the loud noise directly scared the others.

When they turned back subconsciously, they saw a famous scene. There was a cannon next to Lance, and the muzzle was still smoking.

A few people reacted and looked at the two enemies in front. Among them, the Templar warlord was directly shot by a cannon.

He looked quite crazy at first, but he didn't expect that a cannon would directly knock off half of his body, and his chest flesh and bones were completely torn apart. If it was a little lower, it would really explode with the big eyeball.

"Damn, it was shot off!" Lance cursed and reloaded quickly. He was still in a hurry just now, and it was also to seize the flaw that the monster liked to stop when using the [Revelation] trick.

And it's best that the two sides haven't engaged in battle yet, otherwise there is no chance at all, because the Templar reacts quickly, and close combat will involve teammates, so there is only the chance just now.

He knew that he would encounter a tough opponent, so he absorbed the helplessness of not having a heavy weapon to deal with the Chaos Horror before. This time he went back to clear out the showroom and found a cannon. There was no need to talk about martial arts with the monster.

Although it was only an eight-pounder made by Hamlet, the difference in caliber and charge turned the hand cannon into a "small pistol", not to mention that it was not a stone bullet, but an iron bullet.

And the power is naturally obvious to all, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "flesh and blood rot wherever it passes".

It's no joke that it takes seven people to operate an artillery piece. Even if Lance wants to load the second shot, the saints won't watch and will almost kill him after the bombardment.

"Baldwin, Balin, you hold the protector back while I take the opportunity to kill the warlord. Be careful of the bone spurs!"

Lance took back the cannon, and what he took out was not the fangs, but the big shield and he charged directly with it.

Several other people also reacted, and Junia didn't care about anything else. The blazing holy flames on the torch surged and turned into a bolt of lightning and struck the warlord.

Judgment!

The damage from the holy power interrupted the wriggling movement of the wound, and at the same time attracted the warlord's attention.

At this time, Lance had rushed forward without any scruples. The power that exploded in that instant was probably not weaker than the cannonball because of its weight and speed.

Shield Bash!

If the warlord had not been hit by the gun, it would probably still be able to block it with its pincers at this time. Unfortunately, if not, even the monster with the temple prefix missing half of its body would be affected, not to mention that Junia's move aggravated its injuries. , the holy flame is burning it.

The moment the shield came into contact with the warlord, the terrifying force completely fell on him, and even the flesh and blood that came into contact were directly corroded. The entire body was knocked away uncontrollably, and then fell to the ground and rolled.

Lance felt uncomfortable after being hit by the reaction force. His internal organs felt like they were about to jump out. The arm holding the shield and the half of his body that was pushing up were momentarily paralyzed, followed by even more intense pain.

Now he was like being hit by a car. He seemed to have no obvious injuries, but in fact he suffered serious internal injuries. That is to say, with his strong physique, another person would be even worse than a warlord.

Lance couldn't fall down, so his flesh and blood restructured to heal his injuries, and he began to take advantage of the warlord's fall to the ground to attack him.

He pulled out the wolf fang in his hand and slashed it with his knife, just to take the opportunity to kick the lame man's good leg!

The wolf fangs passed by and Lance didn't even bother to attack the tail. Instead, he directly chopped off its head. When it lost consciousness, everything was left to the sacrifice.

The ability to seize opportunities is too strong, and the attacks continue like waves.

From cannon fire to judgment to shield attack to sacrifice, it only took a few breaths. The Templar Warlord was hit several times in a row. Except for the revelation at the beginning, the rest were swallowed by the void without even releasing a single move.

It's like the very strong mini-boss in the opening CG of the game is charged to death. It's really just for fun.

When the situation between the two heroes in the temple is broken, it will be useless no matter how arrogant the remaining guardian is.

Not to mention that its most powerful skill was not used yet, and it was hacked to death by random swords in two or three times, just for fun.

When the situation was cleared, Lance was a little hesitant when facing the last Iron Crown Altar. Based on the previous two situations, there was probably a lot of movement. He didn't know what would happen this time?

Lance was determined to let them exit the dungeon before taking action himself, so that even if something went wrong, he could tear apart the void and run away.

But he probably said this not to care about them, but to completely ignore them in a condescending manner.

This is not advisable and others need to be respected as well.

Putting the hand of praise up, flames appeared on the fingertips, and the ritual power hidden in it exploded, instantly controlling the altar.

At the same time, the roar of a giant beast echoed throughout the dungeon, and at the same time, the flesh and blood attached to it began to twitch and the dungeon began to shake.

The movement was more violent than the previous times, and Lance's heart was lifted. Fortunately, as the hand of praise melted away, the dungeon stabilized again. The blood flowing from the mouth of the skeleton on the altar stopped, and the black evil aura enveloped it. superior.

"What do we do now?"

Baldwin raised his head and looked at the passage completely covered with flesh and blood behind the altar. Compared with the scattered distorted flesh and blood in other places on the second floor, the shape of the flesh and blood in the passage was very exaggerated.

It's as if everything has been magnified several times. The largest black eyeball can be as big as a human head, and the fangs no longer simply grow like a mouth, but are arranged in rows like saw teeth.

All the flesh and blood on the passage are mixed together, and no extra dungeon body can be seen, as if it is built of flesh and blood.

Unfortunately, the sight was blocked by blood mist from a little distance, so it was difficult to see what was going on inside, but it was obvious that this was the way to the next level.

But in fact, he had noticed very early on that there were similar flesh and blood passages where the other two altars were located, and he even suspected that the flesh and blood spreading everywhere grew from these three places.

Faced with Baldwin's inquiry, Lance gave up again.

"Exit, everyone is tired, let's go back and rest."

Lance made a decision very simply. Although there was no danger along the way, everyone was actually exhausted.

The reason is simple, because this time their mission is to advance as quickly as possible. You must know that this map is larger than the first floor. Although they have more people, the team configuration is stronger and more efficient.

But they still didn't really rest, only had a short break in between. It can be said that they have been fighting all the way to now. Although they are constantly blessed and strengthened and refreshed, they will not be weak physically, but they have already reached their limit psychologically.

Not everyone can be revived with full health after sleeping for one or two hours like Lance, even Baldwin, who is also a legend, can't do it. Physical fitness varies greatly from person to person.

The team retreated under the leadership of Lance, but retreating on another battlefield is not so simple...

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