Merlin quickly took out a large amount of magic recovery potion from the space ring and handed it to Scarlett, but Scarlett did not drink it, but put it directly into the space ring, which surprised Merlin.

Scarlett chuckled and explained, "This thing is quite expensive, I'll sell it. As for the recovery of magic power, don't worry, I'm a dreamer, I just need to get some sleep."

"??? You! Are you kidding me? Sleeping in this situation?" Merlin was speechless. He felt helpless but also admired her generosity.

Scarlett said, "Don't worry, I'm a dreamer. I can enter dreams to quickly restore my magic power. If you are in danger, I have a hosting mode!"

Scarlett fell asleep as she spoke, but she could still move even in her sleep, and she stood obediently beside Merlin.

Merlin suddenly thought of the dream magic created by Scarlett, which can work while sleeping. This is probably the same type of magic.

Looking at Scarlett who was sleeping soundly, Merlin felt both angry and amused.

My colleague Merlin couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The last time they encountered the deacon of the Ancient God Cult in the Warcraft Mountains, just one deacon was enough to beat them into a miserable state, putting them in great danger.

But now, not long has passed, and in the face of their growing strength, these deacons of the Ancient God Cult have become just powerful small fry.

Although Scarlett did not take action last time, Merlin knew that even if it was Stacy, it would be easy for her to kill these deacons of the Ancient God Cult.

"Be careful, something is falling from the sky again!" A cry of surprise cut through the noise, and everyone looked in the direction of the voice, only to see three gigantic composite plague meat mountains crashing down from the sky like three collapsed mountains, instantly making the already cramped sewer space seem even more cramped.

Seeing this, Stacy immediately called out her fairy Windtalker to prepare for this sudden crisis.

But before she could make any move, a loud banging sound suddenly came from the dome of the sewer, as if thousands of troops were fighting fiercely on the upper level.

Everyone looked up and saw sword lights flashing in the dome, as if stars were falling from the night sky. Huge pieces of rubble were cut neatly and kept falling down.

Immediately afterwards, two figures, wrapped in rubble, fell downwards in constant fighting and collision.

One of the figures was agile and swift, and he was Arthur who had just been knocked away. The other one was covered in purple-black plague, like an evil ghost crawling out of the abyss of hell, exuding a terrifying aura. He was undoubtedly a member of the Ancient God Cult.

Several plague monsters obviously set their sights on the falling Arthur. They moved their huge bodies quickly and stretched out their large hands like cattail leaves, intending to grab Arthur.

Arthur saw this and shouted angrily, "Get out of here!"

The long sword in his hand flashed quickly like a nimble dragon. With a flash of cold light, the fingers and wrists of the meat mountain monster that were stretched out were all chopped off, and dirty blood splattered everywhere.

"Arthur Pendragon! I didn't expect that you would come to my door on your own initiative. Let me give you a ride!" The Ancient God Cult member who was fighting with Arthur was obviously extremely powerful. The magic power fluctuations were like surging tides, one after another, and had already reached the sixth level. This level was already the level of elders in the Ancient God Cult and was by no means an ordinary person.

Arthur's face was as gloomy as water. He was ruthless and didn't say much. He just kept releasing sharp sword energy, trying to force back his opponent.

Merlin was anxious and looked up. With the help of the Eye of the God of War, he could clearly see a group of dark figures falling rapidly from above his head. A closer look revealed that what had fallen were actually thousands of black corpses. These corpses emitted a disgusting stench and were surrounded by a faint purple-black mist, and it was obvious that they had been deeply eroded by the plague.

"Be careful, these corpses are cursed with plague, don't get close!" Arthur had just warned when the elder of the Ancient God Cult swung out a purple-black whip shadow, like a poisonous snake that would choose its prey, and rushed straight towards Arthur. Arthur hurriedly turned around to resist, but there was a loud "bang" and the powerful force pulled Arthur directly to the ground. The dirty sewage burst instantly, and huge splashes spread like a fountain, and Arthur's figure was instantly submerged in it.

The elder of the Ancient God Cult glanced in Arthur's direction, then raised his hands above his head. The plague corpses seemed to be summoned by some evil force, and they continued to gather on his head, gradually merging into a huge sphere.

Then, he locked his eyes on the location of Merlin and the others, pointed his finger suddenly, his eyes full of ferocity and murderous intent.

The corpses were entangled with the shadows of plague-like rats, snakes, insects, etc., like deadly shells, rushing towards Merlin and others with the sound of whistling wind.

Seeing this, Carl and others stepped forward quickly without hesitation.

Shirley acted decisively and opened the light barrier directly, trying to use the sacred light to resist the surging attack.

Carl raised the sword in his hand, made a stabbing gesture, and shouted: "Expand the field!"

As a magic swordsman, Carl's domain is naturally the sword domain, but according to the different elemental attributes of his own, the condensed sword domains also have their own characteristics.

Carl's sword domain is the sword domain of wind. Behind him, the wind is howling. The light green wind seems to have life and quickly condenses into magic swords.

From a dozen swords at the beginning to hundreds and thousands, the number increased exponentially, densely filling the space behind him.

Countless light green wind-attribute magic swords seemed to have received an order to charge and stabbed at the cannonball-like corpse.

In an instant, the corpses were pierced by the Sword of Wind, followed by a violent, filthy explosion.

The corpse collided with the Sword of Wind, causing a chain of explosions, like firecrackers, deafening.

The remaining corpses continued to rush forward due to inertia, but were barely blocked by the light barrier released by Shirley.

However, the terrifying power generated by the explosion of those corpses hit the light barrier wave after wave, making Shirley's light barrier shaky, like a candle in a strong wind, which could go out at any time.

“Boom—”

Seeing this, Carl shouted angrily, and the sword in his hand seemed to absorb the power of the storm between heaven and earth, and he slashed forward with all his might.

But the elder of the Ancient God Cult sneered, quickly raised his hand, made a hand knife shape, and chopped down fiercely.

Then, the purple-black plague energy gathered together like hundreds of rivers into the sea and turned into a huge blade. This blade carried endless evil and destructive power and instantly broke through Carl's condensed field and light barrier, like a sharp blade cutting paper, unstoppable.

At this critical moment, Fate and Yuna raised their hands at the same time, muttering something.

In an instant, frost filled the air. The horrible frost seemed to be controlled by an invisible giant hand, and quickly condensed into a huge iceberg blocking everyone.