Wizard, I have a different world

"Lead away."

Seeing the three-headed hell dog roaring and chasing Carl away, Lens turned his head and looked at his 'companion' beside him:

"It's our turn. This mutated three-headed hell dog is far more powerful than an ordinary three-headed dog. The people over there won't be able to delay it for long."

The person next to him was about three meters tall, as tall as a giant, and had a pair of weird horns on his head.

The descendants of the dragon!

Behind the two men, there were three blasphemous beasts.

"Hehe... If you didn't tell them, you were just asking them to pay for it with their lives. They're not important people anyway."

The giant chuckled:

"Someone once said that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. This is indeed true. Even if the Holy Church only has a little legacy from the Moon Goddess, it can still cultivate first-level exotic beasts in batches. It's amazing."

Lens glanced at the blasphemous beast behind him, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly:

"Easy to say."

"But it's still not as good as you. You can actually directly twist the flesh, flesh, and consciousness of other creatures and transform them into dragon bodies."

"The power of the 'Dragon God' is beyond our understanding." The giant stepped forward and said as he walked:

"In any case, it is beneficial for both of us to join forces."

Lance narrowed his eyes.

He actually didn't agree with joining forces with the Dragon Evil's followers. After all, compared to other gods, Dragon Evil, who can transform all living things into dragon bodies, is a real evil god.

However, in the church, he was just a small figure, unable to speak at all and had no right to express his opinions.

"call……"

A strong wind rises ahead.

A three-headed hell dog with black flames all over its body and a size as big as two houses came into view.

"These things are indeed a pair."

The giant licked the corners of his mouth and clenched his hands into fists:

"Fortunately, we lured one end in advance. If it was just one end, it wouldn't be difficult for us to solve it."

"superior!"

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet exploded, and he flew high into the air to pounce on the three-headed hell dog.

at the same time.

Lance waved his hand behind him.

"Uh-huh!"

The three blasphemous beasts behind him roared out, roaring sharply, and stretched out their sharp claws.

Lens himself drew a long sword and saw the opportunity to join the battlefield.

The adult three-headed hell dog should have been at the third level. However, the power of bloodline has been suppressed for hundreds of years, and now it has only just returned to the second level strength. Facing the second-level dragon descendants and four late first-level ones, it fell instantly. into the bottom.

Where they didn't notice, a ball of flames floated quietly, and inside was a figure gathered by the flames, quietly watching the fighting in the field.

Witchcraft - Fire Giant!

…………

other side.

Karl used his body skills "desperately" to dodge and escape while being chased by the three-headed hell dog.

At the same time, don’t forget to shout:

"Help!"

"Know."

The male trainee priest looked unhappy:

"You should lead it away. If it notices something is wrong and escapes, we can't bear the responsibility."

"Why are you talking?" Rachel raised her eyebrows:

"Connie has tried his best. If you can, just lead him. Gossip will only make people sick."

"Huh?" The expressions of the two trainee priests darkened, their eyes swept over them coldly, and then they snorted coldly.

"Uh-huh!"

"Swish!"

Driven by the trainee priest, the five blasphemous beasts rushed out one after another and rushed towards the three-headed hell dog.

The strength of the blasphemous beasts is far inferior to that of the three-headed hell dogs, but they are not afraid of life, death, pain, and can exchange injuries for injuries, which is a condition that other creatures do not have.

"Peng!"

People and figures mingled in the field.

A blasphemous beast was bitten by the three heads of the three-headed hell dog before it could dodge, and was torn into four pieces.

Take advantage of this opportunity.

Karl slashed out with his sword, creating a deep gash in the three-headed dog's back.

The remaining blasphemous beasts also pounced on the three-headed hell dog, tearing its flesh crazily. In the blink of an eye, it was covered in bruises and blood. The progress was not smooth.

"roar!"

Along with the roar, a blast of flames, a blast of cold air, and a blast of hurricane erupted from the three-headed dog's mouth.

Magic attack!

The fierce flames easily melted fine iron and rocks, the cold air instantly froze the giant trees, and the hurricane even uprooted the trees, causing the entire place to fall into chaos.

"how so?"

Rachel, Hume and others who had just joined the battlefield were swept away before they could take action.

"Oops!"

The expression of the male trainee priest also changed drastically:

"The three-headed hell dog can only breathe out the black flames of hell. Only mutated breeds have other abilities."

They were not afraid of the black flames of hell. They had made preparations before coming, but their preparations were clearly useless now.

The breath of the second-level creature was fatal to them, who were just great knights, if it touched it.

"roar!"

The field roared again.

I saw a blasphemous beast being trampled to pieces after being frozen, and its body was scattered into pieces. The remaining three blasphemous beasts could no longer control themselves.

"ah!"

At this moment, Karl roared up to the sky, gray aura rushed out of his body, and he transformed into a sword energy and slashed in the air.

Ten Thousand Buddha's Hands - Thirty-six strikes in a row!

He used his sword skills to perform his palm seals, and with increasing energy, he collided head-on with the three heads of the three-headed hell dog.

"Peng!"

Two figures, one large and one small, flew away, and a huge head was cut off by the sword and fell to the ground.

"So strong!"

The beautiful eyes of the female trainee knight flashed:

"He just advanced to the legendary level, how can he be so strong?"

This attack directly severely injured the second-level three-headed hellhound.

Even though the target was injured before and Carl's swordsmanship was outstanding, it was still unexpected.

"It is said that if the physique of the legend who took the blasphemous potion to advance is in line with the blasphemous potion, the strength will advance by leaps and bounds, and can even become the late first level or even the second level in a short period of time." The male trainee priest thought:

"It seems that Connie is this kind of person, but no matter what, this is a good thing for us."

Just now, the situation seemed to be going bad.

Now, although Carl's attack made him unable to fight again, it created an opportunity for others.

"Go!"

Soon.

After the five blasphemous beasts were killed by the three-headed hellhound and the others were covered with wounds, they finally defeated their opponents.

"Bang!"

The body of the three-headed hellhound fell heavily to the ground.

"Connie."

Among the four people present, Rachel, who was good at archery and at the back, was the least injured. She hurriedly supported the "shaky" Carl and said with concern:

"Are you okay?"

"No."

Carl waved his hand:

"Go and pull out the prisoner's teeth of the three-headed hellhound. This thing can be exchanged for merit in the temple."

"Okay." Rachel nodded, pulled out the dagger at her waist and went to pull out the prisoner's teeth on the corpse.

A total of six, which means six portions of blasphemous potion can be exchanged.

It seems a lot.

In fact, the three-headed hellhound is a second-level creature. With its strength, exchanging six portions is already a loss.

"Let's go!"

Carl "propped" himself up:

"Let's go to the golden fruit tree and have a look."

"Do we still need to go there?" Rachel frowned:

"Just now there was a noise over there, I'm afraid there are more than one hellhound, and the golden fruit belongs to Father Lance, we won't get anything even if we go."

"Yes!" Hume nodded with a pale face:

"Legend Connie, if you are willing to give us a prisoner's tooth, we will be satisfied, there is no need to continue to take risks to ask for the golden fruit."

"Prisoner's tooth?" Carl chuckled and shook his head:

"There is a problem with the potion given by the temple, which will gradually alienate people until they become monsters like just now."

He pointed to the corpse of the blasphemous beast on the ground and said:

"If you don't want to become like this in the future, you'd better go and see if there are any golden fruits over there."

"What?" Rachel and Hume's faces changed drastically:

"There is a problem with the potion?"