ps: Today is the third update.

Because of the existence of the life sharing contract, it is not difficult to find Eona, but the difficulty is to take her out of the Dragon Bone Hill.

Before, Rollin sneaked in alone, without any burden, so he could do it silently, but now with him, the situation is different.

He was still confident of avoiding the perception of ordinary undead skeletons, but his speed of progress was greatly reduced. Originally, he could almost say he had no scruples, but now, he had to hide first, look at the next position to go, find a safe path, and then move forward.

"How is your body feeling?" Rollin asked Aiona, who was lying on his back.

"It's okay, I shouldn't die." Aiona responded softly, and then asked again: "Why did you come here?"

"Who can find you so simply except me?" Rollin snorted: "You think I don't have enough things, so I'll just cause me trouble!"

Aiona rarely refuted and lay on Rollin's back without saying a word. Rollin was a little surprised. This was not like her personality. She turned her head and looked at her, but saw Aiona staring at the ground blankly without saying anything, but her eyes were slightly wet, and she seemed to cry again.

From the contract, Rowlin felt a strange feeling, as if he was self-pity, as if he was dissatisfied, and as if he was sad, which was extremely complicated. Rowlin tried to guess for a while, but in the end he gave up. He had to admit that men and women were two completely different creatures, especially when they were still separated by races.

"I'm sorry." Such a voice came from his back, which made Rollin even more strange.

After thinking about it, he attributed this to a weak personality syndrome that arises after a major blow, and estimated that Eona should be in an extremely fragile state at this time. He is not suitable to complain, but should comfort her so that she will not give up on herself and give up.

After thinking about it, Rollin raised his hand and patted Aiona on the back. He said gently: "Forget it, let's just do it. It's important to leave here now."

Then Aona fell into silence again, and Rolin stopped talking. The two of them were silent and sneaked forward carefully.

He probably bypassed the five waves of undead. Rollin was about to continue moving forward, but suddenly retracted and hid again. Almost at the moment he had just been dodging, a group of gargoyles flew over quickly in the sky.

"What are the numbers of gargoyles?" Rollin asked softly.

"Not too many. There are about three hundred, which they hate the most. They have been patrolling the sky." Aiona said. Three hundred, even if she is unscathed and has to avoid their sharp edges even when her power is in full swing.

Many ants bite the elephant to death.

Not to mention Aiona, Rollin was also very afraid. Although the threat of gargoyles on the ground was smaller, he was unwilling to encounter these ghosts.

Patiently wait for the gargoyle patrolmen to fly over. Rollin came out of his hiding place and continued to move forward.

He successfully bypassed three waves of undead skeletons and then walked five or six miles to escape. Luo Lin was a little relaxed, but then he woke up and secretly warned himself to be more cautious. The so-called "going a hundred miles a day" should not fail and cause big trouble.

"I heard from Ryan that there are many lichs in this area. Do you know who is the leader?" Rollin asked softly.

"I am a master with a very high level of magic. I seem to have a high status."

"Is it just one?" Rollin asked, if there was only one, he should be able to handle it.

"Just one, the others are of high-level magicians, about five." These days, Eona has been hiding in the hills and playing hide-and-seek with them. At the most dangerous time, she almost passed by these lichs, and had a very accurate understanding of their power.

"Well, there are so many gargoyles, which is a bit difficult."

As soon as he finished speaking, the steps that Luo Lin had just taken shrank back like lightning. He hid back behind the rock, his brows frowned.

"What's wrong?" Eona clearly felt that Rollin's reaction was a little different this time.

"We are afraid we are in big trouble." Rollin took a deep breath, took out some leather ropes from the magic package, and tied Eona tightly.

After hiding behind the stone for a while, Rollin rushed out again, but this time he did not go east, but ran towards the steel front fortress.

"Why are you back?" Aiona asked.

"Our road was blocked." After pausing, Rollin continued: "I'm afraid there is another master in addition to the lich, martial arts master. His skills are very difficult, and he may not be under Morovogen."

"Didn't Morovogen be killed by you?" Eona was also shocked. A peak expert like Morovogen can't say anything. She saw with her own eyes that Morovogen's head was cut off, and her head was cut off. The force invaded, even the undead would be finished, right? If this could be resurrected, it would be too exaggerated.

"I don't know either." Luo Lin felt the faint breath carefully: "He is with the undead master, and there are many lichs next to him. Fighting hard is not a match for me."

In one-on-one, Luo Lin is not afraid of anyone in the mainland, but in this world, there are very few real single fights, and everyone likes to fight in groups. Luo Lin is only one, the other party has two masters and many strong players. This fight cannot be fought, and it cannot be escaped.

At this level, Rollin didn't care about hiding his own figure and began to run wildly.

Although there is some influence on someone's back, Luo Lin's power is not the same as before. The legendary heart in his body is always working to replenish his energy. Even if he runs hard, he won't feel too tired.

This time, Luo Lin really used all his strength. Every time he jumped, he rushed nearly a hundred meters like an arrow from a string. After falling from the air, he stepped on the ground. Although silently, the huge spiral force had already stretched out. After Luo Lin jumped up again, the effects of these force forces appeared on the soil, fallen leaves, and dead branches, and a whirlpool trace nearly ten meters wide appeared.

This speed is no less than flying. From the sky, Luo Lin's body is flying against the ground. In a blink of an eye, he went from the bottom of the hill to the top of the mountain. In a blink of an eye, he reached another mountain. The speed was so fast that it was incredible.

Of course, they would encounter skeleton patrol soldiers on the road, but skeletons had no time to react. When Luo Lin stepped on the ground and they were about to make an attack, the figure had already floated hundreds of meters away. The residual vortex force after waves continued, and the skeleton soldiers were smashed into the ground in an instant, and a large number of broken bones collapsed out in a spiral trajectory.

When Rolling's outbreak was heard, the sectarians and Sameier immediately noticed. When Disentians ascended to the sky, they saw a black figure moving west quickly, with a very fast speed that was jaw-dropping.

"He's going to the west fortress!" the lich shouted.

Samar was startled and shouted: "Chasing!"

The gargoyle flew over and he immediately jumped up. The gargoyle led him and followed Dixentas behind, chasing him all the way.

After chasing for about ten seconds, Samar jumped off the gargoyle: "No, this thing is too slow!"

Yes, it was too slow. The gargoyle alone was quite fast, but when it flew with him on his back, his speed was reduced by more than half, and he was not as good as his opponent.

Disentas's speed is a little faster than him, but he is a magician. Flying is not his innate ability. Of course, the speed is very fast against ordinary people, but compared with the Martial Saint who runs with all his might, the speed is a little slower than that.

In other words, if this continues, they will not be able to catch up with their opponents.

"I'll chase him, you can keep up!" Samar also ran wildly.

He went all the way around and devoured all the undead he encountered on the road, including low-level skeletons, intermediate skeleton warriors, and even high-level death knights. When he saw the great demon king, the death magic in his body had reached its limit, huge and condensed, like an abyss.

He has all the martial arts knowledge and combat experience of Morovogen, and has the inheritance of the Red Moon Sword Saint. These two peak martial arts are integrated and complement each other, making all the doubts Sameier encountered in previous battles suddenly cleared up, and his martial arts have undergone qualitative changes. In terms of martial arts achievements alone, he has surpassed Morovogen of that day.

This allowed him to control a greater power, and now the magic of death in his body is one step further than that of Morovogen.

At this time, he ran with force, with black mist swaying around, running all the way, like a piece of black smoke, and his speed was even faster than that of Disentas flying in the sky. He quickly crossed the mountains ahead and left Disentas behind.

"Samair, don't be careless!" Disentas quickly reminded that their plan was to siege the opponent, not to fight with the opponent in a brave and fierce manner.

"Then you hurry up! Otherwise he will escape." Sameier's voice came back from afar.

The commander of the Silver Crusader left his fortress and appeared alone in the undead army. Such an opportunity could not be encountered at will. It would be a pity to be escaped by the other party.

His magic of death was extremely abundant, and he was not burdened when he ran wildly. After a while, he followed Luo Lin's footsteps, less than two hundred meters away from his opponent, and was still quickly getting closer.

"Rolin, he's catching up!" Aiona was a little anxious.

"I know." Without looking back, Rollin could feel the situation of his opponent.

At this moment, his whole body was full of strength, his blood rushing, and a large number of translucent air ripples and vortexes appeared on the surface of his body, and there were faint sounds of air explosions.

He was not afraid or shocked, his body and mind were united, clear and clear, his hands were placed on the hilt of the sword as if they were real and empty. Although he was escaping, this was just a tactical requirement. His mind was like a hunter ready to go, waiting for the opponent to enter the attack range and sending a fatal blow.

After defeating Morovogen, Rollin's swordsmanship benefited greatly, and the momentum accumulated on the spiritual level was even more unyielding and as vast as the sea.
Chapter completed!