Vol 3 Chapter 68: Assault (Part 2)

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At the moment when the dark-haired wizard shouted that sentence, Isaac had not hesitated to plant it into the snowdrift without knowing what was going on.
The next second, the sudden appearance of the ice crystal spear almost stabs directly in front of his head!
Waving the bright silver, Loren no longer hesitated, and stepped on the footsteps, the gray-blue afterimage flew towards the suddenly appearing carrion like a streamer.
"clang--!"
Like a metal collision, the roaring carrion demon used ice crystal shields to block the bright silver swords; without sparks, countless small ice crystals scattered in the air.
For a moment, Loren frowned, feeling the pain from his wrist-he was a combined charge and a superior advantage, this monster can actually stop his hacking? !
It seems that the power of the carrion monster is more terrible than he thought, which is already comparable to the small ogres.
Feel the impact of the carrion demon roaring like ice cracking, set up the ice crystal spear to pierce the face of the black-haired wizard, the tip of the spear crossed the right side of Loren's cheek.
But that's it!
He kicked the shield with one foot, the gray-blue swordmans turned the spear over with one sword, and the black-haired wizard who grasped the hilt with both hands suddenly jumped to cut the gold and iron, and backhanded a sword!
"boom--!"
The pale body of the Carrion Devil shuddered suddenly, and the head hit by Jianmang was instantly exploded and shattered; the remaining limbs collapsed like ice cubes and collapsed.
The dark-haired wizard raised his eyebrows and slightly twitched his trembling right hand-just a carrion demon, and it was so hard that he bruised his wrist, which was not a good sign.
Of course, the joy of surprise is to know their weaknesses: as soon as you crush the head, it will collapse directly; considering that this monster was directly pinched by the evil spirit, it does not seem to be enough to surprise people.
In simple terms, this monster is not difficult to deal with, any one-on-one experienced veteran can win, so the real problem is their number ...
The dark-haired wizard who held the "bright silver" back glanced around. At least five or six white figures in the field of vision had found the movement here, and scrambled closer to his side.
"Sorry, Isaac; we may have to talk later."
Gently touched the friend in the snowdrift next to him. The expressionless Loren's eyes never left the surrounding "white figure". The bright silver sword in his left hand hung on his ankle:
"There is a cave behind. Will you wait for me a quarter of an hour there?"
"No problem, Brother Loren!" Isaac climbed up at the fastest speed, hitting the snowflakes on his body without forgetting to lift his chin proudly:
"Quickly get this group of large popsicles, we have to hurry! How about a half-hour bet?"
"I'm happy." The dark-haired wizard slightly raised his mouth: "Within half an hour, you have to add my name to the monument!"
"It's a word!"
At the next moment, Isaac Grantham was nowhere to be seen; six carrion demons set up their shields at the same time and lifted their spears flat, as if they were soldiers of the Legion!
Loren standing there just raised the bright silver in his hand slightly, and did not mean to dodge.
Squinting slightly, observing their opponents-they are not very fast, but the infantry on the battlefield do not need to be as fast, as long as they can complete the assembly before the cavalry charge.
The immense power, no need to give orders, no morale at all ... such "infantry" is really a nightmare for all cavalry and light infantry, no wonder every monster invading the empire is fatal.
I am afraid that only the soldiers of the legion known as the "black shield wall" can confront them.
The icy roar of noise had approached before, and the dim "bright silver" breathed out flames again.
"May the void be with you--!"
The next second, a gray-blue arc of light fluttered through one of the pale figures with a roar of tearing air.
"boom--!"
The sound of cracking shattered behind Loren, and the corpse demon who had been able to parry in the future had been split in two and smashed under the bright silver swords!
"Very good, the first!"
Loren murmured softly, evading the surrounding five-headed monster, quickly approaching the next "prey", and the gray-blue light only left a fleeting afterimage in place.
Indeed, as a monster, the corpse demon is simply powerful and unreasonable, has power beyond the physique and strong hearing, and is not as disorderly as other mutant monsters. If it exceeds a certain number, it will kill each other and there is no "eyeball". "This is the weakness of almost all living things.
As a killing machine, they are simply perfect!
But there can be no weakness in this world-carrion demons are monsters fabricated by evil spirits using the power of the void, so they are very vulnerable in front of weapons forged by Mithril, or alchemy creations that also use the power of the void Once touched directly, there is even a danger of direct disintegration.
For example, Loren ’s
bright silver
, the
Chanxing
in the hands of the guardian knight, and of course there is another very unremarkable but very practical gadget ...
Ignition agent.
"boom--!"
There were no screams, and no mourning before death. The monster melted by the flames shattered in the explosion.
The bursting fire pushed back the two carrion demons that were about to rush in front of them, and gave the dark-haired wizard a moment of time; the gray-blue sword shadow slipped forward, and the monster that had just reacted immediately turned back and lifted the shield.
But it's too late!
The sword light flashed, half of the body of the corpse demon was blown up by the bright silver, and the head that fell on the ground was shattered by the black wizard before he shouted.
The gray-blue swordmang waved relentlessly, and the rotten corpses roared back step by step in screaming.
They have already felt that the "creature" in front of them is very dangerous and has the power to destroy them!
A gust of wind passed through the mountains, and the cry of the glaciers echoed like hell. The two remaining corpse demons found that the "creature" in front of them had not attacked.
The black-haired wizard who raised his eyebrows stopped at the spot, the light of "bright silver" gradually dimmed, and a light smile smiled at the corner of his mouth.
At the next moment, a figure in the falling snow suddenly broke out!
"clang--!"
A loud noise like a metal collision, a sharp Ellerant dagger pierced the head of the carrion demon from behind, the screaming monster's head burst instantly, and the trembling pale body collapsed to the ground, cracking into pieces .
At the same moment, the thin figure that appeared suddenly loosened the hilt, and suddenly squatted down to avoid the ice crystal spear piercing the face door. Like a trick, the left hand again had a short sword!
At the moment when the monster raised the shield, the figure had grabbed its gun barrel, and the right hand jumped over the carrion's head;
At the next moment, there was a short sword above the corpse demon's head.
Behind him is a figure of a cracked monster falling down.
"Pretty!"
The smiling Loren praised with no meanness.
"Lord Loren, I ... I thought I was wrong!" At this time, Lucien, who saw the other person's appearance, widened his eyes and stared at the dark-haired wizard incredulously:
"How could it be you, no ... why should you be here?"
"Isaac just now, why are you all curious about this ..." Loren twitched his lips and said helplessly: "It's a long story. It's somewhat related to the avalanche."
"Avalanche?" The gray pupil's expression is more puzzling ~ EbookFREE.me ~ or say it while walking, this is not a place to stay for a long time. "The dark-haired wizard shrugged his shoulders:" Isaac is in the cave. Let's take a break first, and then think about the next ... "
Loren, who was interrupted, suddenly widened his eyes and stood upright with cold hair!
Almost at the same time, the gray pupil suddenly froze, staring at the black wizard in horror.
"Did you just ... also hear it?" Lucien's expression was extremely tense.
The dignified Loren nodded slightly-not just just now, but the sound is still clear now, like a thunderous thunder, a continuous roar.
That is the sound that only the army can make—!
"This voice ... definitely not dozens or hundreds." Lucien's expression was extremely ugly:
"I'm afraid it's ... tens of thousands--!" Mobile phone users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.