Deer Shoujing?No, it's a Wendigo!

The leading scavenger spoke quietly.

The forest demon and those Sarkaz who dared to surround him looked at each other silently.

He saw his rear retreating steadily.

But his carrion crows saw that support was still on the way and it would take some time.

He also saw a group of mercenaries, and the leader seemed to be a hybrid Wendigo?

But aren't they all in the North or Columbia?

Logos fought the Gorefiend there, and was on the winning side, but it was still a long time before the Gorefiend was completely defeated.

And he now has three options.

One, go first to help your side reorganize their front.

Second, first help Logos free up its own high-end combat power.

Three, beheading the enemy commander.

But no matter what the option is, you have to go through this encirclement.

"The Yanke hasn't moved yet, and the mercenaries are still arriving on the battlefield. Logos can deal with those gorefiends by himself. It seems that there is no place where I need to go."

"The biggest gain should be to let Logos get out of the way first."

The forest demon murmured softly, and the shadow separated from his feet.

The energy knot layer formed by witchcraft is wantonly attacking the enemies in his way.

Enemies eroded by Wendigo's witchcraft can only watch their vitality go away little by little, and their skin is peeling off piece by piece.

However, most enemies will not experience death in this situation, because the Wendigo's energy knot will quickly tear them apart.

Silently the forest demon brought death to them, his fellow Sarkaz.

He stepped over the corpse that was rushing towards him only to fall at his feet.

The sorcerous energy surged around him, seeming to surge into the appearance of fallen Sarkaz one by one.

The forest demon walked quietly, and each Sarkaz charged him uselessly.

His footsteps never stopped, he never stopped for these dead, he was going to open up a path for them to counterattack.

His eyes flashed red, and his constant use of sorcery turned his entire field of vision into blood red.

Shining, who was controlled by him, woke up and looked at the corpses on the ground together quietly.

Lin Yao couldn't see the expression under the cracked golden mask, but he could feel that she was sad and she was blaming herself.

Maybe she was blaming herself for not being able to stop him?

The Wendigo's march route ran through most of the battlefield, and also split the enemy's layout into two halves.

Some enemies are desperately attacking in an attempt to squeeze their living space on the frontal battlefield.

Another group of enemies are desperately trying to stop him, risking their own lives to stop him.

The forest demon clamped Shining Ling's long sword under his arm.

The connection between the long sword handle and the sword body, which is the casting area, has been dyed red by his witchcraft.

The forest demon took the guiding light thrown by his shadow, and his shadow would pull up shadow servants to support the battlefield ahead.

With the guide lamp in hand, he can better control the witchcraft.

The guide lamp with witchcraft directly swept away a centurion who had returned to the defense.

"After this battle, I really have to take care of my own situation."

There are a large number of origin stone crystals piercing out of his body surface on his arm, and the fusion rate of somatic cells and origin stone on his panel has soared to 43%.

And Shining's hand, which had been shaved off and filled with plant roots, has returned to a flesh and blood body.

A new heart in the body has also been formed. A large amount of flesh and blood in the heart has been replaced by Originium crystals, and it is still shining with the red light of witchcraft.

His body will be the best vehicle for witchcraft.

The forest demon, who was already close to the blood demons, stared at the blood demons, and he mobilized his highly active witchcraft to attack the blood demons.

The Gorefiends had long seen that the forest demon was targeting them, and they wanted to evacuate.

But now the situation has reversed, from them holding Logos down to Logos holding them back.

The banshees surrounded the blood demon, and the black curtain was constructed by them to constantly entangle the blood demon, but the battlefield full of dead and wounded was too strong for the blood demon.

Quina and the other Gorefiends are uniting to suppress the blood in their bodies.

They have a lot of blood to recuperate and control the attack.

Compared with the three Gorefiends in their own camp, they are also older, more warlike and bloodthirsty.

Logos wrote and drew spells attached to the witchcraft energy of the forest monster, and at the same time, a spell barrier integrated with Wendigo witchcraft was established to block the gorefiends.

The Wendigo's witchcraft was devouring the blood of the dead and wounded and eroding their bodies.

The sharp howls of the banshees were tearing at their bodies.

The bone pen hummed, Logos swiped the bone pen, and the black dead line cut the gorefiends.

The Gorefiends who had lost their blood supply screamed viciously, but they could only look at the shrinking encirclement, powerless.

They began to pass the blood to the most powerful Gorefiend.

The blood demons who completed the pass fell down and were dragged away from the battlefield by their most hated scavengers.

The blood demon, which had absorbed a large amount of the blood of its kind, created a gap in the barrier, ignored Logos and the forest demon, and rushed towards the nearest banshee, Clarina.

When Wendigo dealt with the Absolution Master, he knew that they had already lost in terms of high-end combat power, but they were addicted to the battle and refused to evacuate.

And now that Wendigo is approaching, what he can do now is to get more results.

And to satisfy his own desire, he threw himself on the banshee and bit her, sucking her blood, the more the better.

Facing the swollen and crazy Blood Demon, the young banshee was timid and did not dare to move.

The Gorefiend, who enjoyed the frightening eyes of the banshee, became more and more happy.

near!All it takes is one last pounce!

As long as he is fast enough, he still has a chance to get the blood of the next banshee.

The blood in the body is also overflowing to block others.

“Old Sarkazi Ballads????”

A young male succubus leads the singing.

Syllables and characters make up Sakaz’s songs.

"Old Sarkaz Ballads?????"

One by one, the banshees joined in the chorus.

The Gorefiend slowed, each line of the Banshee's song restraining him.

He was horrified to find that his body was exhausted, his body became calm, the blood in his body was silent, and it was difficult for him to move anymore.

His thoughts were still clear, but his body staggered and fell.

The Gorefiend stared unwillingly at the banshee in front of him.

Clarina also joined the chorus of banshees.

The forest demon not far away from them was listening to their chorus and slowly put down the Shining spirit he was holding.

The singing of the banshees comforted the forest demon like a clear spring poured on the blazing iron.

The witchcraft around and within the Wendigo also fell into silence.

The tired Lin Yao leaned on the guide lamp, the red light in his eyes dimmed.

"You have done enough, please rest well."

Logos, who stopped singing, walked up to the sleeping Lin Yao and raised his head to look at Wendigo, whose head was hanging down, and said softly.

He lightly touched the large amount of origin stone crystals protruding from Lin Yao's arm, with a sad face on his face.

If he could have dealt with those Gorefiends quickly on his own, perhaps none of this would have happened.

The carrion crow landed on Logos' shoulder, and the sleeping forest demon told him that if he saw something bad, he would wake up immediately.

Logos looked at the disorderly battlefield divided by the forest demon.

The enemies near this area have fallen into a deep sleep.

"Fighters, let us shatter their dreams!"

Their mercenaries and warriors slashed their swords at unsuspecting enemies.

Logos will lead the banshees to rebuild the order on the battlefield.

But first, Logos turned his attention to the Sin Absolver who was standing beside Lin Yao.

The forest demon can teleport over, but he has been leading the absolutionist with him, and even ran through most of the battlefield alone for this reason.

It only goes to show that this pardoner is clearly important.

The chains formed by the spell imprisoned the Absolutionist, and Logos signaled that the Banshee, who had recovered from her injuries and returned to the battlefield, would lead the Absolutioner to the rear.

After that, Logos led the banshees to take the lead in attacking the Impalers who were causing destruction behind them.

The black curtain of banshees swallowed up the Impalers one by one.

Logos led the reorganized team to advance the defense line again.

A swipe of the bone pen can tear open an area, followed by soldiers and mercenaries to seize this area.

Every time the young conjurers swiped the bone pen, it was as if they were painting the battlefield with their colors.

The few remaining centurions also received the magic support of the warlocks who pushed back with Logos.

"Ha, this couple of dogs, spit!"

Seeing the fighting centurion enduring the sorcerer's spell, the most injured Viper backed away, and seeing Li Ya and Ye Xing, who were covering each other without much injury, felt sad.

With the flow of spells and the powerful spells of Logos, the remaining enemy centurions were buried together with the bloody and dilapidated player unit.

Viper and several seriously injured centurions chose to retreat to the rear to receive treatment, while the remaining centurions took the lead in wreaking havoc among the enemy ranks.

Mo Jing, who had been wandering around with a few enemies on the edge of the battlefield, also stepped on the path of the forest demon and returned to the reorganized team.

"Father, he won't die, will he?"

Mo Jing looked back at Lin Yao's quietly standing body and asked the banshee Evelyn who was closest to her.

After hearing this, the shadow of Lin Yanyao also stretched out his hand from Mo Jing's shadow and poked her dissatisfiedly.

"No, His Highness Lin Yao is just too tired. He needs a rest."

Evelyn looked at the Wendigo adopted child curiously.

Mo Jing looked at the shadow of the forest demon staying in his shadow, blinked and ran to the front of the anti-thrusting team.

The commanding officer of the Military Council looked with despair at the reorganized ranks of the Tower of Babel.

"The mobile fortress is advancing while fighting and retreating while maintaining vitality as much as possible."

"When we meet, that's when we wipe out the last remnants of them!"

Manfred's voice is still so gritty.

The Flamingo in ambush watched the enemy ranks.

"Captain, they seem to be planning to retreat, why don't we go up?"

The swordsman with the broken horn asked again.

He has asked it many times, when the main team was retreating, and when the forest demon penetrated the battlefield.

Yanke raised his sword and pointed it at the enemy's team.

"Okay, spearhead form, with me as the spearhead, ready to go."

The hidden seeds laid by Logos are pointing directly at the core of the opponent's team, where the command group is located.

Under the cover of warlock mist, the light swordsman ignited the battlefield behind the enemy's flank.