Casting spells

And it's still burning!

He immediately made a precise judgment in his mind, and at the same time turned around and made a few gestures at his teammates.

The latter understood, and unloaded their heavy backpacks one after another. They only took their weapons and began to explore along the cave, leaving only one person to guard the entrance of the cave to prevent people from entering suddenly or prey inside from escaping.

The cave was very deep, and a group of people probably walked forward more than ten meters, when a silver light suddenly shot out of the darkness out of thin air.

next second...

"Ahhhhhhh!!! No! No! No! No! Help! Help me!"

With horrific screams, a female member of the team was abducted by the silver light.

Before they could react to what happened, the woman's body was thrown back far away, and fell to the ground with a bang. The pungent bloody smell could be smelled even several meters away.

With the help of the faint light, every member of the team can clearly see that this companion who was alive a few seconds ago is now completely naked, his limbs were sawed off by some kind of jagged weapon, and his chest was gouged out. Open, the organs and viscera inside are scattered everywhere.

The most frightening thing was that on her forehead, two small words were engraved by a sharp weapon - fear!

"Damn...damn! What is that thing?" The young man couldn't help but shuddered, cursing in a low voice.

Not only him, but the rest of the team also gasped in unison.

"I don't know! But I know another thing, that is, we should retreat. Immediately! Immediately!" The leading man shouted and ran towards the door without looking back.

As an experienced veteran, he knew very well that with the terrifying speed shown by Yinguang just now, even if everyone combined, it was impossible to defeat the opponent.

The only chance of survival right now is to run.Scatter and run separately, there will always be one or two lucky ones who can escape, let's live and bring the news back.

"Hey Hey……"

But unfortunately, when the strange laughter sounded, the man who rushed to the front was blocked by the silver light and shadow before he reached the entrance of the cave.

Click!

Click!

Click!

Accompanied by the sound of colliding with the stones under his feet, the silver light finally slowly revealed its true face, a Darente warrior covered in magic armor.

It's not the "bereaved dog" that these adventurers expected, and it's not the unarmed member of the last expeditionary force who can only linger in the constant escape, but the armored warrior who can easily kill hundreds of elite soldiers.

"Oh my god!"

After the man realized what kind of mistake he had made, he sat on the ground with a plop, completely losing the intention and courage to resist or escape.

Because he had seen the Demon Armored Warrior of the Darente before, and understood how powerful the opponent was.

All of a sudden, the once-forgotten fear once again fell on the heads of this adventure team...

The first thousand 310 chapters awaken the fear in the heart

"Lowly inferior creatures! Tell me, what were you discussing just now? Capturing and enslaving noble Darentes?"

The warrior wrapped in the dazzling light blue gleaming magic armor from top to bottom slowly approached while mocking in the language of this world.

You don't need to ask, you know that the other party's actions and attitude just now have completely annoyed him, and his eyes are full of angry flames.

"I...I think this is a misunderstanding! Please give us some time to explain." The leading man retreated quickly while trying to resolve the crisis with words.

But unfortunately, the Darent warrior didn't want to hear any explanation at all, and rushed up at a lightning speed, brandishing the sharp weapon inlaid on the outside of the armguard, and piercing it instantly.

puff!

Viscous blood spurted out from the wound, staining the ground beneath his feet red in just a few seconds.

Although the man struggled desperately to break free from the sharp instrument piercing his abdomen, the more he struggled, the more he bled.

After a while, the resistance became weaker and weaker, until the pupils slowly dilated and lost their last look.

Undoubtedly, the middle man died, from excruciating pain from blood loss and torn internal organs.

In order to allow the target to enjoy more torture before dying, the ruthless Darente fighter deliberately did not hit the heart and other fatal positions.

After all this was done, he threw the corpse over his head violently, and swung his right arm at a speed that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

In less than a second or two, when the man's corpse fell to the ground, it was almost the same as the hideous and terrifying female corpse just now.

"No! No! No! Don't come here! Don't come here!!!"

"Go away! Devil! Stay away from us!"

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!"

The remaining survivors were obviously so frightened that they lost their minds, some started screaming like crazy, some turned around and ran towards the cave, regardless of whether it was a dead end inside, or drew their weapons and rushed up , trying to use death to free himself, so that he no longer has to bear the fear from the depths of his soul.

As philosophers often say, it's not the thing that frightens you, but the fear itself.

To some extent, fear is a psychological suggestion imposed by a person on himself. It is often triggered by certain specific things, and then after a series of associations and imaginations, it finally gets the result.

Obviously, what these survivors were afraid of was not the Darent warrior, let alone his hopelessly powerful magic armor, but the legends about the bloodthirsty, cruel, cruel, and ruthless invaders that were circulated among the people.

As for the next part, it was naturally a one-sided massacre.

As the weak side who lost their calmness and will to resist, several survivors failed to escape the hunting of Darente fighters in the end, without exception, they were blocked in the depths of the cave and executed one by one. The screams of misery and despair continued for a long time It took seven or eight minutes to calm down again.

Looking at the mutilated corpses on the ground, as well as the intestines and other internal organs scattered everywhere, the Darent warrior lightly wiped the remaining blood on the armor, then lifted his visor and took a deep breath full of bloody smell. In the air, he sneered and muttered to himself: "Ah! Great! This is the wonderful taste of revenge. The disgrace of the destruction of the last expeditionary force will be washed away by our own hands. No one can despise and insult the Darente, The lowly natives of this world must pay for their actions."

"That's right! They'll have to pay in blood! Well done, my friend, I didn't think you'd have gotten rid of all this rubbish in just a short time apart."

Accompanied by a deep voice, another Darente warrior also wearing magic armor came out of the darkness.

It can be seen that he also experienced a battle not long ago, and there are still a small amount of blood splashed on the surface of the armor.

"Hmph! These guys are just a group of cannon fodder who worked their lives for the bounty, and there is no glory at all in killing them. What really makes me care is, what did those thirteen traitors rely on to destroy the magical barrier formed by the moment? Protection, elite soldiers whose number reaches tens of thousands. Don’t forget, they are almost the same as you and me in terms of combat effectiveness.”

After saying that, the Darente who lifted his mask bent down and began to rummage through the corpse for something of value.

Of course, this value does not refer to the loot, but the valuable information that the other party may carry.

Later, the Darente stood still, and responded meaningfully: "That's why, Your Excellency, the Supreme Commander, did not rashly issue an order for us to launch a full-scale attack on the seemingly powerless world." The reason for the attack? He is waiting, waiting for those guys hiding behind the scenes to jump out by themselves. I have to say, he is more like a pure Darente than you and me, with calmness, reason, cunning, intelligence, cruelty Waiting for a series of excellent quality."

"I never deny this! Especially the action of awakening fear initiated by him himself. Through naked revenge, he announced to the world that we are back. The fear of being dominated can also force those who hide in the dark to find a way to continue hiding. In addition, I seem to have discovered a very interesting thing."

The Darente, who was squatting on the ground looking for the corpse, suddenly stood up, waving a note soaked in blood.

"What's written on it?"