"Hmph, you're such a fool. I feel like I don't hide when I arrive. Should you say you are confident in your half-giant's strength?"

Bennard stood under a tree, and a few hundred meters ahead of him was the ruins area where the villa was located.

Tonight he came to help the orcs transfer the potion liquid. This was his mission on this trip. However, not long after entering the Dahl Valley, the Curse Seal reacted, letting him know that his target is now in the Dahl Valley.

But will Bennard pass? The answer is no. He knows the identity of the half giant, an ordinary policeman in the garrison.

To be honest, when Bennard first knew this, he still admired Kylot. A half-giant dared to enter the most targeted and semi-giant department in the world, which was enough to prove the other party's courage.

It is precisely because of this identity that Bennard knew that someone was ambushing in that place.

"You guys, follow the road to the right, pay attention, there are people lying in ambush."

Between the jungle behind Bennard, there was a team of horses with about twenty people. Each horse had its back and forth, either an experimental instrument or a can of light yellow liquid.

"Didn't you say there is an ambush over there, why do you still have to go there?"

"Because there are more people lying in other places, there are not many people lying in the ruins ahead, so I can go over and solve them alone, so this road is the safest."

Bennard has sufficient confidence in himself. If the other party dares to be exposed to his nose so blatantly, there must be ambushing him.

But in his opinion, the other party's ambush was probably just a strategy to attack the world, deliberately letting them know where there was ambush and choose to take another path. In fact, the real large troops were all hiding on the other side, waiting for them to pass.

"But if you didn't suppress the people over there... we all have to...sorry, I shouldn't question your ability."

The orc behind Benard subconsciously raised his doubts, but he immediately shut his mouth halfway through his words. He forgot his identity and the identity of the person in front of him.

"Why are you so nervous? It's okay, I'm not a mean person. I like to give others opportunities, so you don't have to worry, but... only this opportunity."

Bennard didn't look back, but the orc behind him felt his back cold, as if he was staring at him by some vicious monster.

"I understand, I'll let the people below set off right away."

The orc turned around and walked, with nothing in front of him, but he felt as if he had passed through a cold mist.

Bennard touched the skeleton staff in his hand, and curled his fingers and gently buckled the skull at the top.

The next moment, the bushes in front of him were overwhelmed by some invisible force. If someone was in the spiritual world, he could see these erratic spirits. They knelt on the ground, and the dementor was still in front of him.

"Go and help me get the souls of those people back, especially the policeman, his soul, which is very good material."

The horse team behind him had already set off. Bennard held the scepter in his left hand and raised his right hand to his chest. The skeleton ring on his index finger emitted a light silver color under the cold moonlight, which was very eye-catching.

The dementor walked to Bennard, bent down and kissed the skeleton ring gently with his lips, as if a knight was saying goodbye to his king.

Benard enjoyed this feeling very much, and he raised his chin slightly: "Go, my people, to overcome all obstacles for your king."

All the souls disappeared in an instant. Bennard finally turned his head and looked at the direction of the horse team leaving, lifted his foot and walked towards the ruins of the villa.

These vengeful spirits were cultivated by Bennard for many years. From the beginning of his practice of the magic of the Dead's School, he wanted to have such a day.

"I wonder how long you can last in my servant's hands?"

The darkness in the forest made Bennard a little confused, like a ghost that appeared from the darkness, or like a god of death coming to seek his life.

Swish~

The bushes nearby seemed to have rushed over. Benard didn't pay much attention to it. There were many small animals in the valley at night, but because of the black wizard's guardianship, he chose to use his mental power to sweep it.

roar!!

It doesn't matter if this sweep is done, his mental power detects a very strong aura!

The Xiliu ran out of the hiding place. It was originally hiding very well, but it just happened that a rabbit jumped over it and exposed its position.

"Lie Shui Leopard! That person's monster? Hehe, it seems that he is not unprepared. Thinking of this, that resentful spirit should be there too."

The evil technique·The deceased Su Sheng!

Benard's mental power spread and re-confirmed the position of the curse mark. There was no sign of moving. The other party was still in place. So he sneered, raised his skeleton staff, and gently paused. Three coffins rose up to the ground, blocked Xiliu's body, and recalled the dementor on the other side, causing him to find the tough vengeful spirit.

"Don't you dare to move if you are afraid of being discovered in an ambush? Unfortunately, your two companions are not strong enough."

The other party's ambush caught Bennard off guard, but he was not too panicked, as long as the half-giant...

Bloodline Activation! Giant Change!

There was a low roar in the darkness, and the sound was very strange. The first half was like a roar in pain, but the second half became a little weird.

Benard narrowed his eyes and did not go over. He just held the skeleton staff and shot a dark purple beam of light tentatively.

The beam hits something, and there is no sign of hurting the thing, and it is more like the other party directly dispersing it against the beam.

It was a huge figure, at least in Bennard's eyes, with a height of about 2.50 meters and the pace he took when he advanced even caused a slight vibration on the ground. The monster's neck seemed to have been damaged. Even though the light was dim, he could still see that there was a whole piece of meat missing there.

The monster is getting closer and closer, and the identity is becoming clearer.

"How could you...how could it be you! How could it be you! It's actually...you monster!"

Benard had an impression of the monster's whole body. This was the body of a half giant, and the wound on the other party's neck should have been the position of his evil curse.

Thinking of what the other party might have done just now, Bennard's hand holding the staff tightened, and he suddenly realized that this time he seemed to have provoked a cruel person!

The evil technique·The deceased Su Sheng!

Of course Bennard would not sit still and wait for death. He casts the spell again. Two magic circles lit up in front of Kylot's body, and two coffins floated out of it.

Bang!!
Chapter completed!