When the two Tier 4 powerhouses faced each other head-on, all the participants on the battlefield began to silently move into the distance.

Without it, I am afraid that it will be affected by the aftermath of the power of the strong battle!

When there were no more people in the way within a radius of five hundred meters, Golfes roared with his hammer in his hand and rushed forward.

Knock knock knock......

The earth is trembling, the world is shaking.

Terrifying shockwaves erupted from where it landed, leaving a deep footprint in its place with each step. The puddles and dirt around the footprints will be shaken into the air, and then shattered into tiny particles that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye under the whirlwind of strange power ripples.

Chief Angelosh the Ogre slammed into Grim like a mad bull.

The flame giant that Grimm incarnated was more than ten meters tall, while Golfes was only seven meters tall.

Obviously Golfes is at a disadvantage in terms of size, but looking at its rough and brutal posture, he doesn't seem to care about these details.

Grim quickly cast a spell and threw several 'flame vines' at each other in succession. However, before the flame vines that protruded from the void could wrap around the opponent's thick giant legs, they were twisted into flames by ripples of power.

With a loud roar, the warhammer slammed into his face, instantly smashing the flame phantom that Grim had left in place into shards of flame.

Grim's true flame body appeared out of thin air in another area a hundred meters away, and then a series of blazing fireballs were thrown across the void and onto Golfes's body.

Bang bang bang......

The huge ball of fire exploded continuously, causing Golfes to snort and hiss.

But in the next second, a whining roar was heard, and a warhammer with a hurricane in its pocket crashed out of the fire and smashed viciously into Grim.

Grim didn't dare to hesitate, and a flame leap dodged out a hundred meters, dodging the flying hammer.

There was no way, the difference in strength was too great, and Grim was not confident that he would be able to resist the bombardment of the flying hammer with his extracorporeal sorcery protection. With the opponent's terrifying power of more than 42 points, as long as the witchcraft protection outside the body is broken, Grim's body will turn into a pile of mud with a single hammer.

Even if the flying hammer can't break Grim's protection, just that terrible power shock is enough for him to drink a pot!

If it happens that Grim encounters the stun effect that comes with a heavy weapon, then ......

This is where the Elemental Wizard suffers in the face of the Strength Warrior, and he does not dare to let the other party get involved at all.

But fortunately, as an elemental wizard, Grim has a mobility ability that is beyond the reach of the other party.

As a result, in the frantic battle between the two fourth-order powerhouses, those participants who were still fighting fiercely became rats crossing the street at this moment, holding their heads and desperately fleeing to the periphery of the battlefield.

The battlefield of the strong is extremely terrifying, and there is no place for the weak at all.

The flame giants of Grim's avatar scattered and disappeared, either blasting into a cloud of fire and flying through the sky, or leaping around the ogre chieftain with their flame jumps...... Almost every three or five times, he had to shift his position, otherwise he would face a terrible blow from the other party.

However, no matter how dangerous the situation on the battlefield is, Grim will not be more than 100 meters away from the ogre chieftain.

No way, it's just a need for battle!

Although there is no way to avoid the range of sorcery, the power of sorcery is too scattered, and the damage it brings to the other party is also very little. Only a single attacking sorcery with condensed power can break through the opponent's force field protection and inflict enough damage on it.

However, such witchcraft is rarely instantaneous, and the flight trajectory is too obvious.

Once the distance exceeds 100 meters, the time and trajectory of the flame witchcraft flight can be captured by Golfes. When the time comes, whether to dodge sharply or break the hammer, Golfes will have plenty of time to think and deal with it.

But within 100 meters, the heavy pressure brought to Grim by the terrifying power of Golfes is also obvious!

The whizzing warhammer never hit Grim's body, but it still cracked the flame shield on his body as it passed by.

The battle between the two is like a bear catching a cat, although it looks clumsy, but once something happens, the battle can be won or lost in an instant.

So far, Grim has remained unscathed, and the ogre chief has been bombarded by fire and sorcery, and his body is covered in scorch marks. But such an injury is only a minor injury for a thick-skinned ogre.

As long as Golfes used his war hammer to protect his head and heart, the rest of the fat and fleshy areas were left to the opponent's feet. And it was relentlessly pounced on the flashing Grim, and although it missed every time, the flying hammer still put heavy pressure on the opponent.

Under the cover of the two warhammers, Golfeth secretly examined Grim with a sly gaze disproportionate to his size, with a strange pair of triangular green bean eyes. It is deliberately creating its own clumsy and dull image, if the other party really thinks that it only has this little way, then its instant burst of Pact Spirit Combat Skills can definitely bring the other party unforgettable memories!

Fourth-order powerhouses, whether they are legal professionals or war professionals, there is no stupidity at all.

If you think the other person is stupid, then you are not far from the death trap!

However, while Golfes was hiding his clumsiness, Grim did not hide his combat power.

Among the several major flame laws he mastered, except for one flame strength and flame range increase, the two most important ones: flame penetration and flame invisibility, he hid them very well, and did not show them at all.

While the ogre chief was trying to calculate him in every possible way, Grim was secretly calculating the other party.

Since the other party is casting bait, he will happily swallow it.

Taking advantage of the time that the other party was hiding, Grim was also trying to inflict all kinds of minor injuries on him. This kind of cheapness is not taken advantage of, and when the other party explodes with all his strength, there are not many opportunities to have such a happy bombardment.

Golfes was tormenting in the fire sorcery while sneaking into Grim's battle space. The little mung bean-like eyes kept spinning, trying to calculate the possibility of a successful sneak attack.

And Grim is constantly maneuvering with the help of flame jumping, and makes full use of the battlefield perception of the chip to collect the opponent's information and information. Although he does not have Alice's keen sense of danger, he can analyze the enemy's dynamics and battle situation through various battlefield situations, but it is a chip strength.

And under the guidance of both sides, intentionally or unintentionally, the first battlefield tipping point soon appeared!

Using a whirlwind of warhammer dances, Golfes once again forced Grim to perform a fire jump. And when Grim's tall figure had just disappeared from the pillar of fire, Golfes slammed around, and the hammer flew out left and right, smashing into a clearing behind him, and it itself roared and strode forward, spreading its thick and powerful arms to give a death hug to Grim who had just emerged.

Whining......

The wind howled.

The left and right dodge positions are snapped, and Grim has just completed a fire jump, and without a three-second buffer, he can't make the next fire jump.

At this point in time, Golfes rushed towards him like a runaway train, and his thick arms directly blocked all possible escapes for Grim.

As he charged, Golfes opened his mouth to the maximum and let out one of the most ferocious roars since the beginning of the war. Invisible sound waves poured out of the mouth, squeezing the air into a visible ripple that washed head-on over Grim's body.

In the beep and beep explosion, all the flame protection outside Grim's body burst, and his heart trembled, and his entire soul consciousness instantly swished, and he couldn't stop calling anymore.

Furious Roar!

The hidden skill of the ogre chief Golfes can instantly paralyze and paralyze the enemy's mental consciousness with the sound wave of the battle cry, and the time depends on the mental tenacity of the opponent.

Looking at the flame giant who had been stripped of all protection, and looking at the other party's swaying body, Golfes couldn't help but grin. It was only a 'small' distance of less than thirty meters from its opponent, and no one could stop it from rushing in front of the other and pinching it into meat sauce.

However, before the smile could fully spread to every corner of its ugly, indigo-tattooed face, the rushing legs seemed to have stumbled over something. Its bloated, fat body suddenly lost its balance, and a dog fell to the ground in pain, sliding towards Grim with mud and water waves.

At some point, a strange wall of fire appeared on the ground between it and the Grim, which was no more than half a meter high, but was extremely solid and solid. After Golfes tripped over the first wall of fire, his terrifying body crushed the second and third lanes, and then smashed the fourth and fifth lanes with his massive head......

As it slid hard in front of the tall flame giant, Grim had just gotten over the terrible vertigo. And smashing so many walls of fire with his head one after another, even with Golfes's physique, he couldn't help but feel a little dizzy.

So in the next moment, a golden flame swept around the ogre chieftain's body, baking it fiercely inside and out.

The terrifying flame penetration inflicted extreme damage on Golfes.

Golfes, who had originally relied on his thick flesh armor to resist the burns of the flames, suddenly found that the damage caused by the flames had become terrifying. It seemed that every ray of flame could ignore the protective force field and the fleshy layer outside its body, directly acting damage on its consciousness and soul origin.

The ogre chieftain was instantly burned to the ground, and one of them rolled over and came out of the golden flames, and began to desperately pounce on the golden flames that were still burning on his body.

"Here comes the hammer!" Gorfes snorted, intending to put the hammer back with one hand.

But even though it kept this shape five or six fingers, the palm of the hand did not have any feeling of holding the real thing.

It lifted its head and looked into the distance. The Flame Giant was stepping on a warhammer, slowly packing it into his spatial equipment. And the other warhammer is long gone.

A cold wind blew, and Golfes once again felt the pervasive pain in his body.

Bastard..................