In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

Looking at the top of the head, there was a layer of ripples covering everyone.

Lothar's face looked a little ugly. He didn't understand what happened, but it was obvious that they were trapped.

The fusion monster that Nisaya mentioned should be Ragmanni's practice in human body refining. He transplanted most of his soul into the fusion monster, leaving only a wisp of soul fragments. Control the original body.

Anna explained: Raghmani should have taken advantage of us to be trapped and attack your tree of life.

Even after talking about this, Lothar still didn't understand that he had fallen into Ragmanni's Li Dai Tao Zhan plan.

How long will it take for us to get out?

I have to research it first.

It looks like it should be a composite array, with two layers of sound insulation arrays and a layer of arrays that isolate smell and mental power as the base... The structure is very complicated.

A layer of sweat broke out on Anna's face: If Fulin assists me and everything goes well, it should take half an hour.

There was an apology in her tone: Sorry, I also want to be faster, but Ragmani's attainments in formations do seem to be better than mine.

Nisaya's life was not in danger. After taking the magic potion, she fell asleep under Jeanne's care.

This made her feel a little relieved, but she couldn't help but feel a strong sense of guilt.

In her opinion, the ancient tree containing the power of life should be the treasure that Lothar and the others cultivated with all their efforts to restore their own injuries.

If she was really ruined by Ragmani, then the favor she owed during this trip would be too great.

Half an hour...

There was a wry smile on Lothar's face.

This half hour does not include the time to rush back.

So, we can only count on Hans himself.

Lothar sat down on the ground. He valued the Tree of Life very much, but he valued Hans even more.

He also knew very well that Hans' loyalty to him would make it impossible for him to give up his duty of guarding the Tree of Life and choose to escape alone.

Hans, be sure nothing happens to you.

He looked at the ordinary people not far away who were attracted by Anna's flame magic and murmured in a low voice.

…

boom.

Nidhogg's giant arms, with majestic force, smashed Hans away.

When he landed, the earth was trembling. With him as the center, ripples spread layer by layer, as if the desert had turned into a vast ocean.

Dust filled the air.

Lying on the ground, Hans felt that there was no place in his body that was not in pain.

What kind of power does this guy exert?

Shockwave?

Nidhogg, or Ragmani, walked towards the Tree of Life step by step.

The branches of the Tree of Life were dancing wildly, trying to ward off the approaching Nidhogg.

Like a child waving branches, trying to resist the bad guys, it seems that even his eyes are closed.

Nidhogg looked at it with both greed and admiration in his eyes: Every time I see you, I feel the greatness of the Creator from the bottom of my heart. Although it is still a little short of the mark, I have no time to wait any longer.

stop!

Hans once again supported his weak body and stood up.

His chest undulated violently like a bellows, and his silver-gray hair was wetted into strands by the flowing blood.

This Nidhogg is really strong!

It seems to be a fusion of the special abilities of many extraordinary creatures. It has amazing defense and terrifying strength. It can continuously restore its physical strength while standing on the ground.

It can also spread out a pair of dragon wings, fly into the sky and spit out burning dragon flames.

Hans could sense that Nidhogg's energy and physical strength were actually not much stronger than his own.

However, the opponent's abilities were versatile and comprehensive, completely overwhelming him, a werewolf swordsman who was only good at close combat. He had few opportunities to confront the enemy head-on.

Back off, werewolf. I don't want to form a deadly feud with your lord, but that doesn't mean I will always forgive your offenses!

Nidhogg, a pair of golden dragon eyes, flashing with cold light.

Although taking away the other party's Tree of Life was considered a grudge, there were depths of hatred - he didn't want to be remembered by this wizard lord forever in the future.

That kind of divine power that seemed to be involved in the power of rules, which could not be avoided or resisted, made him still feel lingering fear.

Even if he swallowed the big oak tree and completely revived his new body, he was not sure that he would be able to survive being pursued by such a force.

I said, stop.

boom.

The werewolf jumped high and pounced on Nidhogg.

This ferocious fusion monster wanted to flap its wings and fly, but a thick root suddenly stretched out from under its feet and instantly wrapped around its legs.

He saw the werewolf's sharp claws slashing towards him with the sound of howling wind.

Under Nidhogg's feet, a layer of frost quickly appeared on the ground.

The legs from the Winter Troll exploded at extremely low temperatures at this moment, and the roots wrapped around its legs were immediately frozen. When it moved slightly, it turned into countless debris.

Since you are looking for death.

Nidhogg's legs were slightly bent when Hans's sharp claws like blades struck the dragon scales on its body.

It suddenly raised an arm, accurately grabbed Hans' ankle, and slammed him into the ground.

I won't hold back anymore. Anyway, I've already offended you.

Actually, you are also good material. If I met you before... it would be a pity.

Nidhogg opened his mouth, and dragon's breath brewed in his mouth.

This majestic power that can be exerted without relying on magic spells makes Ragmani, who was originally just a scholar wizard, feel like he is in a state of ecstasy.

Hans struggled to get up.

The terrifying high temperature made the warning signs of death in his heart become more intense. The beast's instinct was like a rapid siren, constantly reminding him that he must avoid it.

But the shock force that filled his body made him unable to move at all for a short period of time.

I'm sorry, my lord, I failed to fulfill my mission.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

next moment.

A large amount of blood suddenly surged from Nidhogg's neck, and the dragon's breath that was brewing was immediately interrupted.

It clutched its throat in disbelief.

There was a whooshing sound in the mouth.

A dark red shadow slowly emerged from Nidhogg's back.

The handsome, pale-faced middle-aged man in a black dress was nodding politely to Hans.

Knight Hans, I hope I'm not too late.

Coors, who received Lothar's order, handed over all the affairs of Hebron and various workshops to Andreas today.

Although Andreas has little experience, he is also a malleable talent. After studying with Coors for such a long time, he can barely support the current situation temporarily.

Looking at Coors, a colleague with whom he rarely interacted, Hans couldn't help but feel tears filling his eyes.

You came just in time.

careful!

Hans suddenly noticed that the wound on Nidhogg's neck was healing rapidly, and he quickly reminded him.

The next second.

Nidhogg turned around suddenly.

The terrifying dragon's breath spurted out like a storm, burning Kors into ashes.

Ha, stupid bugs, even if the troll cuts off the brain, it will grow back again. How dare you take it lightly just because you cut my throat?

Nidhogg laughed heartily.

But its laughter soon solidified.

Behind Hans's back.

Still wearing a black dress, the polite vampire butler neatly adjusted his collar.

Kors raised his head and looked at Nidhogg, his eyes dull.

He frowned slightly and dusted off the non-existent dust on his chest.

You almost wrinkled my clothes.

Despicable bastard.

How dare you insult me, a perfect creature, by calling me a lowly bastard?

Endless rage immediately emerged in Nidhogg's eyes, as if he had merged with the fusion monster. Even his original personality was affected by this body and became irritable and irritable.