Dark Demon Warlock

In the information they got, the descriptions about Mosnier are all words such as "powerful" and "violent" that can easily give people a "giant impression".

Who would have thought that it was actually such a short, thin dwarf!

On the contrary, the facial features are a bit big, just like the facial features of an adult on a child who is only seven or eight years old, the sense of disobedience is very strong.

Just when Art was hesitating, the panel in his vision suddenly displayed two more messages.

One is "alienation failure body".

One is a series of rapidly jumping numbers like "110, 115, 123, 137...".

Art was just a little confused and immediately asked: "Who can control him?"

At the same time, the prayer aura is removed.

That's his life in quick recovery!

This panel displays his health numerically.

And, seemingly because of teammates, there are other stats that are showing up.

But it will take a while.

But Mosnier didn't give him this time.

Names suddenly disappeared from teammates.

The guy regained consciousness!

Although he was not fully awake yet, he instinctively sensed his peeping, and broke away from his teammates for the first time.

Unloading the mill... No, crossing the river and demolishing the bridge!

Prayer Reiki doesn't have such a high recovery value, but it seems to help him expel some negative state, and his own recovery ability begins to take effect!

Even after leaving the team, his aura is still recovering rapidly.

"From the Church of the Shadows?" Donna Morton heard his words and acted decisively to greet the people from the Church of the Shadows.

This church is not only good at stealth and stealth, but also good at control.

The Shadow Cultist closest to Mosir stepped forward, ready to cast Shadow Restraint.

A dark environment is good for them to display their abilities.

"Be careful!" Just as he was about half a meter closer to Mossier, Beverly suddenly grabbed his clothes and dragged him aside abruptly.

Art also opened his mouth at the same time, but he gave up after hearing Beverly's voice.

Mosir suddenly stretched out his intact arm and grabbed the professional's ankle!

It's not like a person who is seriously injured and dying!

The dark fingers almost touched the professional's skin!

If it wasn't for Beverly not letting down his vigilance and reacting fast enough, he would have been caught by Mosier.

As for the consequences, he definitely didn't want to know.

Art saw that in the crevices of Mosnier's nails, apart from the slag dust, there was a little bit of flesh and blood.

In addition, after the professional approached, his panting sound suddenly became stronger, his shoulders trembled slightly, and a few drops of liquid appeared faintly under his buried face—this might be the only water in his mouth, but it was still unbearable. It flows out restrainedly, which shows how eager he is.

Longing for fresh flesh and blood!

A person who is about to die of starvation suddenly smells the aroma of barbecue, which is probably his current reaction.

Dylan Felton also reacted very quickly, and directly slashed over.

Ready to cut off his legs.

The speed of the knife was very fast, almost as soon as the light of the knife flashed, the blade was already close to Mosier's relatively intact right leg!

I don't know if he lost his mind due to hunger, or he didn't realize it, but Mosnier didn't dodge.

"puff!"

"Crack!"

In the front is the sound of the blade cutting into the muscle, and in the back is the sound of the blade being stuck in the bone.

With Dylan Felton's power, it didn't work out!

Everyone, including Yate and Shaohui, was taken aback.

They had estimated the strength of Dylan Felton's knife to some extent. They thought that Mosier would resist or dodge in various ways, but they didn't expect to use their bodies to block it!

What's ridiculous is that he really caught it!

Although the injury was serious, the knife cut to his bones, but Dylan Felton's original intention was to cut off his legs!

As a shooter, Dylan Felton feels more intuitive and real.

It doesn't feel like chopping on a human body at all, but rather like chopping on a wild animal with very tough skin and very dense muscles and bones.

Especially the hardness of the bones, he suspects, if it is not blocked by muscles, sparks can be cut!

There was no blood flowing out of the wound, just a few strands of viscous liquid, which was stained by the filth around the wound, and suddenly turned black and black, and nothing could be seen.

But the pain cannot be offset.

"Roar--"

Mosnier woke up instantly, let out a dry and distorted roar, and suddenly grabbed his right leg with his left hand that was already full of bones.

Because he was lying on the ground, according to the structure of normal human beings, it was impossible for his left hand to grab the knife on his right leg.

But he seemed to have no joints, his left arm was twisted, silky and smooth, no different from normal movements, without hindrance.

wrong!

With his wingspan, even if there is no joint hindrance, it is impossible to reach it!

The guy's bones stretched?

strangeness!

Couldn't see clearly.

Dylan Felton had already drawn his knife to avoid it, and slashed across his left arm, making a sharp and ear-piercing rubbing sound: "Crack——"

This guy's bones are really hard!

Not only that, Dylan Felton also launched Shadow Binding.

A shadow seemed to come alive, restraining Mosir who was trying to get up!

The followers of the Shadow Church almost know this signature control technique.

He is also included.

However, he was freed after being bound for less than a second.

The shadow shattered and returned to the ground like flowing water.

Mosnier stood up slowly with one leg on the ground.

He is obviously only less than the girl's waist height, but it gives people a kind of pressure.

"Bang!" caught Beverly's fist with his shoulder.

"Clang!" He blocked Dylan Felton with his left arm again.

2 couldn't have given him a break, pounced during his rise.

But they were all blocked by him.

Anyway, if you just use your body to resist, you can switch to another professional.

Meeting such a person, Dylan Felton and Beverly were also helpless.

Obviously not strong at all, but his physical body and resilience are terrifyingly strong!

The wound on the right leg is almost healed!

The wound on the left side of the body also had granulation twitching.

However, the price was that Mossil's sanity, which had just recovered a little, became chaotic again, his eyes glowed green, his mouth was grinning, he glanced greedily, and finally locked on to Beverly.

Of all the people present, Beverly was the strongest.

To put it simply, he has the most meat on his body!

Yate suspects that the driving force behind Mosnier's climbing up from below is probably the "meaty smell" produced by so many of them gathered together!

"Step aside!"

The people of Vulcan Church made a move.

Donna Morton didn't watch, but organized people in the rear.

Five crimson fireballs the size of a fist hit Mosir one by one.

Although the fireball was not big, it had a condensed breath and a higher temperature than the fireballs Te usually used.

After all, they are professionals.

Mosnier still chose to fight hard.

No, I didn't pay attention to it. Beverly's attention was completely attracted, and he let the fireball hit him.

"Pfft", "Pfft..." There were a few quick muffled sounds, but he didn't even shake his body.

The members of the Vulcan Church blushed instantly.

Half embarrassed, half annoyed.

This guy is obviously thin and short, but he is as solid as a small hill!

Although it is a little smaller, it is still a mountain!

A thought flashed in Yate's mind: "Is this really a failed body?"