It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right?

Knock out two skeleton soldiers and use magic to destroy a magic mark. Before Grete could figure out the current situation, he had already been dragged into the northeast tower and into the basement——

There is a secret cave in the basement. Gretel went down the spiral staircase and saw three piles of skeletons and two piles of unknown objects that looked like zombies. After turning half a circle downward and entering the hall, a sharp sound of wind suddenly came down from above.

"careful!"

Someone screamed from behind. Grete subconsciously dodged to the right, and the man behind him rushed up, hugged him and threw him to the ground, rolling twice in circles. Just as he stopped, there was a muffled sound above his head, and another black shadow pressed down.

"Ouch——"

"pain!"

"Wally, be careful!"

The world is spinning. Grete shook his head and finally integrated the information just now:

When he first entered the hall, an enemy appeared above his head and dived towards him from top to bottom. Because he appeared from above, he didn't react at first. It was the archer Tang En who threw him away. The shield warrior Vali raised his shield to block it, but failed to block it. He fell on him with his shield...

There were shouts and cries of pain. In the midst of the noise, Priest Donald’s angry voice was particularly clear:

"Roman!"

"Know!"

The Roman knight raised his voice in response, raised his sword, and rushed back from the depths of the hall. The speed was so fast that it almost left an afterimage. If Gretel didn't know it was a person, he would have thought it was a Tyrannosaurus rex.

Gretel rolled and crawled aside. He huddled behind his shield and saw the knight wielding his sword and fighting an ugly winged guy. The blade of the sword struck his paw, making sparks fly.

"What the hell is this?"

Vali, the shield warrior standing in front of him, murmured in a low voice. Gretel rubbed his eyes, then rubbed his eyes again, finally matching the monster in front of him with the one in the game, and took a breath:

"Good guy, this is a big thing!"

That guy with a lizard face, claws like hooks, and a pair of bat wings was exactly the same as the gargoyle in his memory!

Observing the battlefield situation carefully, Priest Donald was across the hall, protected by a small group of soldiers. The soldiers in the outer circle were busy killing mobs. Obviously, the previous battle had advanced deep into the hall. As for how the gargoyle came to the entrance, and why the Roman knight rushed from that direction——

Gretel decided that form was stronger than people, so he would keep accounts for the time being.

The knight's fighting ability was indeed very strong. With his sword flying, he fought evenly with the gargoyle. At the other end of the hall, the temple guards rushed this way, with two large shields separated to the left and right. Two spear hands were hiding behind the shields and approaching step by step, about to crush the gargoyle in the middle.

"This guy is going to die!"

Little Freckles poked his head out from behind Gretel and laughed. Grete pushed his head back smoothly:

"Don't be careless, hide!"

Before he finished speaking, the gargoyle opened its sharp teeth and let out an extremely high-pitched, extremely unpleasant scream. The sound was extremely sharp, like the sound of fingernails scraping glass amplified 100 times, or like a file being filed directly against the eardrum. Gretel reflexively hugged his head with a look of pain on his face:

"Why are you shouting so loudly? You are a gargoyle, not a banshee..."

As soon as the screams rang out, the warriors who were approaching with large shields and spears stopped in their steps and looked painful. The gargoyle seized this gap, spread its wings as far as possible on its back, and jumped into the air!

"Watch out!"

"alert!"

"It's going to run away!"

There were shouts in the hall. Not only did the temple warriors raise their swords and knives, but the soldiers of Gretel's team also invariably raised their alarm.

Shield Warrior Vali bowed slightly and raised his shield in front of Gretel;

The spearman Raymond's steps were slightly wrong, and he held the spear in both hands and pointed upward;

Archer Tang En held his sword tightly and stood sideways on Gretel's left side, as if he was ready to block the gargoyle's attack for him at any time.

Gretel, on the other hand, grabbed the little freckle on his back with one hand, tried to stand up on his toes, and stared at the monster from behind the shield——

The gargoyle jumped to its highest point and began to flap its wings. Before it could change its direction, a bright white light suddenly shot out from the other end of the hall and hit it hard!

Although it is just a white light, it is like substance when it is emitted. The gargoyle was beaten up in the air, white smoke was rising from its body, and the place where it was hit by the light beam was immediately scorched black. Seizing this opportunity, the Roman knight jumped up and slashed with his sword.

Grete turned his head sharply.

He looked along the path of the white light. At the other end of the hall, Priest Donald stood tall among the warriors, his blond hair flying. Under the firelight, it was as brilliant as a halo.

The cleric of the spring goddess looked attentive, holding her hands in front of her, palms and thumbs forming a triangle. And that sharp beam of light shot out of the void from the center of the triangle——

Is this an attack magic?

It turns out that the attack spells that the third-level priests in this world can unleash are already so powerful!

Gretel was secretly shocked. Not far away, the Roman knight had chopped the gargoyle to the ground, raised his sword and removed the two wings from its back. The warriors swarmed forward, falling with spears and swords, and soon chopped the gargoyle into pieces.

The Roman knight retracted his sword, turned around and walked towards the priest. On the way, his eyes flitted across Gretel's face, either intentionally or unintentionally. Grete shuddered for some reason, and just as he was about to leave, Priest Donald had already turned to him, smiling and waving to him.

Gretel reluctantly walked toward them slowly. When I reached the end of the hall, I heard a temple guard reporting to the priest:

"Sir, look, there is another door here——"

Before he finished speaking, a black light suddenly passed in front of his eyes!

Gretel slumped to the left. Compared to being knocked down just now, the speed this time was much faster. He was 100% sure that he was dragged by someone - maybe he was dragged as a human shield.

The force dragging him did not help him, Gretel lost his balance and fell directly to the ground. Before I could get up, I heard a scream beside me, heartbreaking:

"ah--"

It's Roman Knight!

Gretel's hair stood on end. Although he suspected that the knight was harmful to him, Gretel had to admit that he was the strongest among the group. Now the Roman knight is screaming like this, that opponent, opponent...

Grete propped himself up on his elbows and reluctantly raised his head to look. To his surprise, the powerful enemy attacking the Roman Knight was not a human, but a beautiful big cat. The whole body is pure black, the four claws are white, and the chest and belly are also pure white, as if wearing a white scarf.

The big cat flew around the Roman knight. The knight roared again and again, but the sword in his hand kept cutting into the air. On the contrary, every time the big cat pounced and flashed its paws, blood would inevitably splash out on the knight.

Grete could clearly see that every attack from the big cat landed on every joint of the Roman knight. Wrists, ankles, shoulders, elbows and knees. After a few rounds, the Roman knight fell to the ground, bleeding from many places on his body and unable to get up.

The big cat jumped up. The movement was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. All he saw was a black light leaping up in the hall, stepping over the heads of several people in a row, and rushing straight towards the priest.

Priest Donald's face turned pale. He clasped his hands together and murmured a prayer, as if to protect himself with divine magic. However, at this moment, a mantra was heard at the door of the hall, the last syllable suddenly rose high, and a circle of black light burst out like a ring!

The priest was beaten stiffly. The big cat seized the opportunity, threw him down, bit his throat, and growled.

When the black light passed by, Grete, who had just climbed halfway up, felt his whole body go cold and fell down again. Twenty or thirty soldiers in the hall, including the young priest John, fell into a large area like wheat.