"Get out of the way!"

Dick knew what they were going to do when he saw the misshapen arms behind the two haters flick back. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The arms behind these monsters are wrapped in heavy black burr chains, and the top is a hideous barb, with blades on all sides, not to mention hooking the body, even if it is rubbed by the blade, in the face of the abomination and terrible power, ordinary armor will not play any role at all.

And the abomination of each head seems to be blessed by the necromancers with passive spells such as "quick aim", the hook is thrown fast and accurate, basically ordinary people can't dodge this lightning fast attack, and when the abomination is about to die, they often choose to break out all the plagues in their bodies, and use the hook as a weapon to flick around.

In that kind of propeller-like attack, you can't get close at all unless you can cut through the thick iron chains with a sharp weapon. Therefore, the first point of attack of an experienced warrior in the face of abomination is definitely the deformed stump behind them.

Dick noticed this, but the target of his abhorrence, that is, Erigor who was at the forefront, was too far away, and seeing that the hook of abomination had been shot, Dick gritted his teeth and smashed the fire of justice in his hand towards Erigor.

At the peak of its current strength of 100 points, the huge warhammer smashed into the paladin's body faster than the hook that emitted an icy light, smashing Erigor into the air, and the two whistling hooks pulled into the air, smashed into the wall behind him, and pierced deep into the stones, and with the abomination pumped back, the solid wall also burst into a clattering sound, making a huge amount of dust like the collapse of the house.

Dick didn't have time to look at Erigor's injuries, he jumped at the two abominations empty-handed, and after losing the fire of justice, Dick's combat effectiveness dropped dramatically, but fortunately, he had changed classes, so another weapon could be used.

"Whew!"

Dalyan, who had been stunned by this blow, watched Dick rush towards the two unstoppable abominations, he jumped high, and in the burst of holy light, a blue-red two-handed heavy sword appeared in his free hands, and as soon as this murder weapon appeared, the abomination, who had wanted to continue the attack, immediately turned his target to Dick.

But the latter has already completed the build-up, Scamdor, this artifact known as the "Exterminator", for the first time in 2800 years, really facing the enemy, Dick can even feel the buzzing sound coming from this sword, it is excited, it is hungry, it is roaring, it is roaring wildly, it is eager to harvest the soul of the opponent!

This is an artifact that belongs to the battlefield, although Dick can feel that Scamdor is rejecting him, but the thirst for victory makes this artifact with its own consciousness temporarily merge with Dick's will.

Scamdo even lent his power to Dick, crazy, bloodthirsty, wild, even if there is only one man and one sword, he will kill this heaven and earth!

This is the battlefield murderous aura that Scamdor.

A cyan arc of light burst out from Dick's hand as it landed on the ground, and he didn't even stop, passing over the body of the first abomination and slashing at the bone axe erected by the second abomination.

"Bell!"

The two weapons intersected, and Dick took three steps back, his face turned pale, he was a little dizzy from the terrible impact, and his hands were loose, but the second abomination was even worse, the heavy battle axe, torn from the middle, and most of the arms that carried it were torn apart by the fierce Scamdor.

"Whew~"

The second abomination took a step back, blood spilling out, and then its ugly eyes saw its companion, the one who had been standing there since the beginning, its massive upper body sliding smoothly off its body.

Most of his body fell to the ground in the outbreak of the green plague.

One-hit kill!

Scamdo's first sharpness brought the paladins around him the confidence that he would definitely win.

"Hooray!"

They shouted and joined the fight in a wilder stance, but just as everyone was excited, the experienced Erigor grabbed Dalyan's arm, who was trying to lift him up as he vomited blood.

"Warhammer! Warhammer back to him! He... This warhammer is needed!"

"What?"

Dalyan was a little stunned, he looked at the abomination that was killed in seconds, and asked puzzledly,

"But I think Brother Dick is more fierce with that sword!"

"No! That's not a paladin weapon! The power it contains is different from the Holy Light, Dick can't control it perfectly, only this warhammer is the best for him!

Looking at Erigor who stood up by himself against the wall, Dalyan gritted his teeth, held the war hammer in both hands, and ran to Dick's position, that battlefield is very dangerous, according to Dalyan's strength before he officially became a paladin, as long as he was lightly rubbed by the abomination, he would die!

But he still went, although Dalyan's performance has always been inferior to his brother Renault, and he can't even complete the basic martial arts training of the paladin, but this is definitely the first time he feels the frenzy of battle, although his strength is low, when he shuttles through the dangerous Stratholme, the bravery and passion of the battlefield that his father often tells them about still belongs to Dalyan's body at this moment.

He had the blood of the Mograine family, the blood of warriors, the blood that only existed on the battlefield, so even though he turned pale with fright, he still dragged the warhammer towards Dick.

Dick is also very uncomfortable now, after Scamdo broke out, he wants to take away the humble life that he hates in front of him, but its wild power is incompatible with the holy light and the power of order in Dick's body, in Dick's hands, this eternal offensive sword can only be used for defense.

This made Dick very dissatisfied, and it also made the unruly Scamdo even more dissatisfied, it broke away from Dick's control again and again, leaving wounds on the body of Abomination, but the price was that Dick had been hit by Abomination four times, and if it wasn't for the Holy Energy of his whole body, Dick would have been seriously injured.

Just as he had struggled to block the abomination scythe sweep, Dick heard a heavenly voice.

"Brother Dick, come on!"

The warhammer swirled through the air, Dick stretched out his left hand without looking back, and the fire of justice fell on his palm, but at this time, another attack of abomination fell, and Dick could only stretch out Scamdo to block it, and as a result, this blow directly made Scamdo get out of his hand, fly through the air, and stick straight in front of the stunned Dalyan.

What's worse is that just as Dick was about to fight back, a thicker chain flew from behind Abomination, hooking exactly on the handle of the Righteous Fire, and the next moment, a huge force reached Dick's hand, flying him like a plucked turnip, to the outside of King's Square.

There, an even greater abomination had raised its cold-glowing battle axe, ready to deliver a blow to the flying Dick.

"Hey, hey... Ramsden... I want to eat meat!"

On the other side, after Dick flew away, the already scarred Abomination lost the target of the attack, and naturally targeted Eregor on the other side, this paladin was the most powerful of all the people present, and Dick, who had lost the fire of justice, was no match for him.

However, Erigor was slightly injured by the blow that Dick had just cleared, and now one arm was still falling beside him, in this case, he relied on the power of the Holy Light, it was okay to cut down the miscellaneous soldiers, and in the face of the abomination of this high-level army, Erigor had no strength to fight at all.

But just as Abomination grinned and threw out the hook behind him, a still young figure suddenly held a sword in front of Erigor, who looked at death as if he were at home.

It was Dalyan, the child's arms were still shaking, but he was holding the quaint blue-red greatsword like a shield, holding it in front of Erigor with both hands.

At this moment, Dalyan's eyes shone with a stubborn and unyielding gaze, he knew that the only consequence of blocking him here was to be knocked away, the power of the hook just now, he saw it, and even died, but at this moment, Dalyan was still in front of Erigor.

Because he knew that this experienced old knight was the only one who could turn the tide of the battle, and if he fell, the defense line that the knights had built up with all their might would definitely be crushed by this abomination.

This is something that Dalyan could not bear.

He was afraid.

He was terrified.

His body was trembling.

But he still stood up, and if the harsh Alessandro stood here, he must have felt relieved by the outburst of his cowardly little son, who deserved to be a child with Mograini blood in his body.

But the difference in strength is not something that can be changed with a single passion, and the moment the hook touches Scamdor, Dalyan is like a heavy blow, and the whole person is like a basketball flying with a fist, and it flies upside down in an instant and smashes against the wall.

The roars of Erigor and the paladins rang out, but Dalyan sat on the ground, his whole body as if he had fallen apart, his mouth, eyes, nose, and ears dripping with blood, the marks of a heavy blow to his internal organs, but he still clutched the sword in his hand.

"Ahem... Father... I do... It's here! I..."

"Buzz!"

A humming sound of the earth sounded in Dalyan's ears, and he opened his eyes, only to find himself in the midst of a chaotic battlefield, a battle between human knights and troll armies he had never seen before, a figure, a tall figure wearing a crown on his head, always on the front line of the battle, and everywhere he went, the hideous trolls wailed and fled.

Wait, that sword!

He knows!

Dalyan looked down at his left hand, he was holding the sword Scamdor, which glowed blood-red all over his body, and when he came back to his senses, a man with a soul glow stood in front of him.

It was the same king who had slashed the trolls before, his sword on his back, staring at him, and Dalyan bowed his head at the scythe-like light.

The next moment, a sonorous voice sounded in his ears.

"You... Are you the one who is going to inherit my weapon?"

"No... No... I'm not..."

"Are you ready to embark on this wild path? Are you ready to be a true warrior?"

"I..."

"Then go back, you're just a kid..."