As soon as the sky darkened, the black-robed people knew what was going on, and hurriedly withdrew from the battlefield and retreated to the edge of the valley, laughing one by one.

"The boss is in power, hehe, these guys are all dead. ”

"You said that the boss used this trick early in the morning, did you do it a long time ago? ”

"What do you know, such a powerful ultimate, can it still be used indefinitely?"

"I heard that the boss also has a nightmare war horse, and that guy is still on fire with bones all over his body, and he is handsome, tsk......"

A group of black-robed people chatted unscrupulously, as if they had seen the scene of this huge tribe being defeated. It's not that they're holding it up, it's that the tribe of the Sark orcs itself doesn't make them feel too much of a threat as an elite.

Unlike the elves, everyone can do magic, and although they are only level 10, they are a great threat, not to mention that they have a certain amount of equipment. And although these four hands and two big fangs are said to be level 9, they are only physically stronger, they have no special skills, they usually hide in this valley, and they don't fight many outsiders.7 The number of equipment is pitiful, and the threat level of the elves is basically one heaven and one underground.

The only thing that makes them feel useful is that guy named Saruman, according to the information just now, he has developed a "lightsaber", this is a real threat! And once the captives come and take away the knowledge in his head, then their power will be greatly improved, and they will compete with the Warrior Alliance and the elves, and they are expected to compete for the qualification to open that door!

Thinking about this, all the black-robed people were thrilled, and they couldn't help but hope that their boss would quickly find the man named Saruman and take him away, the sooner the better.

"Maba, these guys all look the same, it's really hard to recognize!"

The black-robed people looked at the angry Sark orcs one by one and couldn't help but complain. But when my eyes fell on that strange guy, I was a little surprised.

"it, so much equipment, more than me!"

"Which stunned young professional is this, who dares to meddle in our affairs?"

"Did you find out, he looks like Shrek, and even more like him if he gets fatter. ”

The black-robed people exchanged their heads, and suddenly saw that Shrek coming out of the ranks, and shouted, "Who are you, why are you attacking the Sark tribe?"

A black-robed man smiled disdainfully, and was about to answer, when he heard a voice overhead.

"Who is Your Excellency, and why are you going against us?"

The black-robed man was now bare on the rocks that were still there at the moment, and he was now sitting on a horse-shaped demonic beast covered in rotting bones, horsemane and hooves burning with black flames. The horse's hooves stomped, and it turned the empty air as a medium, as if walking on the ground, leaving black hoove-shaped rings of fire in the sky, slowly burning and slowly extinguishing.

It was the Nightmare Horse, another summoned creature of the black-robed man, or rather, ...... His second summoning skill!

Soul Fire's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the black-robed man's demeanor, and he muttered in his heart.

This is a formidable opponent!

During the confrontation between the two, the father-in-law had quietly come behind the soul fire, looked at those black-robed people with hatred, and looked at his powerful son-in-law with appreciation, very relieved.

Not only did he kill the strength of a black-robed man, and he turned the tide to intercept the offensive of the black-robed people, but also in his sentence - orcs will never be slaves!

Yes, orcs will never be slaves!

My father-in-law felt that even if he died now and had a soul fire, the Sark tribe would not die, and would even rise up to become a powerful existence beyond the elves!

Garuda suddenly fell to the ground, two huge bird claws on the feet, the sharp bird claws cut tofu like piercing into the hard stone ground, making the human scalp numb, the tall body with an incomparably huge oppressive force, a pair of wings on the edges, like wings covering the sky, it is simply ...... It's desperate!

What kind of monster is this?

My father-in-law's eyelids jumped wildly.

As soon as Garuda fell, the Sark orcs gasped and couldn't help but retreat, only Saruman Uruk and his father-in-law did not retreat, and of course, the soul fire did not retreat.

Out of the corner of his eye, he was looking at the palpitating bird, thinking about how to solve it.

It's been a while since he followed Meng Xin, and it's the first time he's seen such a big monster, and he really feels a little frightened. Although his own body was also huge before, he confirmed that there was no comparison when he compared it. This big bird is too big, and the breath is too powerful!

How to fix it?

There is also this group of black-robed people, obviously a group of professionals, and there must be non-human professionals with special abilities among them, this is a very terrifying force! Even if he has a lot of equipment, Soul Fire still feels that this is a strong enemy, and it should not be taken lightly.

Sark tribe, this time there is really a big crisis!

Soul Fire sighed, thinking about the boss's explanation, thinking about Fiona, he became more and more determined, and more and more unhesitating. This crisis must be resolved!

At least keep the vast majority of this orc tribe!

The soul fire mind is alive.

He felt that the success rate might not be very high, so the best way was to drag them down and then call the boss!

Only the boss has the ability to get rid of all these guys!

So…… The question is, how can you make the boss from thousands of miles away appear in this place in a matter of seconds?

This is a very mysterious question!

Convex (艹)

Soul Fire was very unhappy for a while, but he was helpless, and he tried his best to think about how to solve the current situation and how to repel these powerful enemies.

"Why are you attacking the Sark tribe, do you want to break the oath of outsiders and our native race?" said my father-in-law suddenly.

The black-robed man happened to be sitting on the Nightmare Demon Horse and fell to the ground at this moment, and suddenly laughed when he saw this. "Oath?ha, laugh to death!"

Under the hood of the black-robed man, the red light in his eyes suddenly flashed, and his tone was very disdainful, "Just with you guys, you can also represent the local race?"

The black-robed man had an extra staff in his hand, and the gem at the top was glowing, emitting energy fluctuations. "Even if I kill you all, those guys won't fart!

The black-robed man shouted, and a turquoise meandering light suddenly shot out from the tip of the staff, which suddenly hit his father-in-law's chest.

In the eyes of my father-in-law, the radiance and luster disappeared in an instant, the soul and vitality all dissipated, and the body fell backwards.

"King—" Saruman and Uruk exclaimed, and hurriedly helped their father-in-law.

The attack of the black-robed people also arrived at this moment.

A new round of battle started again, but the already strong black robes were even stronger with the addition of Garuda, and the balance of the battle had already tilted to the bottom at the beginning.

The soul fire trembled.

Father-in-law, Fiona's father, died right in front of his eyes?

He's dead?

How do you explain to Fiona?

Soul Huo's eyes were red, at this moment, he forgot everything, and just wanted to kill the black-robed man in the lead!

Suddenly, Saruman was stunned, and the whole person flew out uncontrollably and flew towards the black-robed man.