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Chapter nine hundred and twenty seventh opinion

Lynch rolled his eyes: "After the Dead Knight dies, it will take at least seven or eight hours to recover, so next, we can only deal with these undead creatures..."

"Then aren't we going to fall into a tough battle again?" Palin complained secretly. Although the Undead Knight had cleared two-thirds of the undead creatures for them, relatively speaking, the number of undead creatures gathered in the canyon is still quite exaggerated. If the three of them rushed forward rashly, they still don't know how long they would have been entangled with these undead creatures...

"Since all the undead archers have been solved, there is no problem for us to enter the canyon. We must believe in the power of Mafamerin's assistant coach." Sophis said.

Lynch looked at Sophis with satisfaction. Speaking of which, he still admired Sophis more. After all, this disciple of the Doria Magician trusted him 100% under any circumstances. He was so much stronger than that bastard Palin...

Look at Palin again. Every time he makes no matter what decision he makes, he has to come out to make different opinions. It would be fine if he explains it a little, but it would not waste too much time. However, if he needs to explain it himself every time, it would make him very impatient...

Thinking of this, Lynch simply didn't bother to pay attention to Palin, so he walked towards the canyon first. However, as he moved forward, the magic power on Lynch's body was already ready to move, and even the strange right hand was covered with rich fire elements under the blood-red skin mark.

"Let's go." Seeing that Lynch had already walked forward first, Sophis also patted Palin's shoulder and then followed Lynch quickly.

Palin stomped his feet depressedly, looking reluctant. Although he didn't want to rush into the canyon directly at this moment, now that Lynch and Sophis have passed, he has no choice but to follow him.

Fortunately, after entering the Forest Bone Plane, they experienced too many battles with undead creatures, so even when facing a large number of undead creatures, they could not change their faces, and even without any disorder during attacks. Everything was progressing in an extremely organized manner.

With the cooperation of the three people, plus Lynch's terrifying speed of releasing spells, the speed of the three of them killing undead creatures was even several times faster than the undead knights at that time...

This is the importance of combat experience...

If it weren't for those experiences in the Forest Bone Plane, they wouldn't be able to be so smooth now when facing these undead creatures on the canyon. Therefore, the mages in the Anriel world, whether they are magicians or great magicians, highly respect for combat experience. Sometimes, the role played by combat experience is even countless times more important than their strength...

Therefore, after an hour of tossing on the canyon, Lynch and his team successfully passed the canyon. Even along the way, several people were not seriously injured. Only Sophis had an accident halfway through the way, and a small piece of skin on his arm was torn off by a constituent creature.

However, this is not a serious injury after all. After drinking a little potion, he recovered quickly.

After walking down the canyon and looking at the skeletons all over the mountains and fields on the canyon behind him, Lynch was completely relieved until this time. They were wasted too much time to pass through this canyon. It is roughly estimated that they had at least fifteen hours...

Fortunately, the result was very satisfying to him. At least they have left the canyon behind now...

"Mafameilin, how far is we from that small hill?" As he moved forward, Perrin was panting. After experiencing a thrilling battle in the canyon, he originally planned to take a break, but Lynch disagreed. He wanted to find the small hill as soon as possible, so they were still rushing, which also made Perrin feel tired.

Lynch took out the map of Sophis, glanced at it, and then explained: "It should be here soon..."

"How long will it take?" Palin looked at Sophis again. After all, this map was painted by Sophis, and the route above was only roughly depicted. I'm afraid that only Sophis knew the specific location of the small hill.

"Didn't you say before that we can find that small hill after passing through the canyon? But now, there seems to be no small hill in my sight..." Palin added.

Sophis scratched his forehead. When he rushed down the canyon, he had been running away in panic under the pursuit of the undead creatures, and then he had inexplicably encountered the small hill. So now, if he was asked to tell the specific location of the small hill, to be honest, Sophis really couldn't answer...

"It should be not far ahead." Sophis said with great uncertainty.

Palin said depressedly: "What does it mean? I just want a positive answer now..."

"What are you anxious about? Marfa Merlin's assistant coach is not in a hurry." Sophis did not give Palin any face and replied in one sentence.

Palin was very angry. It would be fine if Lynch didn't give him face. Now even Sophis doesn't give him face. This is not a good sign. In his opinion, if Lynch is the number one person in this team, then he should be the number two person, but now Sophis' reaction obviously does not take him seriously.

"It seems that you look down on me very much..." So, Palin, who was very unhappy, planned to warn Sophis a little.

However, just as Perlin was about to go wild, suddenly Lynch interrupted his movements: "Stop making trouble, I seem to have seen that small hill..."

"Finished? Where?" Palin became interested when he heard this. He didn't care about the question of being face-saving for a moment. He left Sophis behind and asked Lynch.
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