The werewolf cavalry, who had shot all the arrows, no longer circled around Tanmitius, and they swarmed to the feet of Tanmitius. Ignoring the fists and soles of his feet falling above his head, he frantically pounced on the wolf's back onto Tanmitis's calf, and then climbed up his calf. Tanmitius smashed his fists and stomped on him, and in an instant, more than a dozen wolf cavalrymen died, but several wolf cavalry also managed to climb on Tanmitius. Tanmitius reached out and grabbed a werewolf warrior who had climbed up to his shoulder in the palm of his hand, and squeezed it hard, only to hear a 'snap', and the werewolf warrior in Tanmiti's hand was pinched and exploded by him like a burst berry. Tanmidis casually threw away the remains of the werewolf warriors, and slapped his palms wide open on himself, slapping the other werewolf warriors into meatloaf like flies. Blood splattered, and the corpses of the werewolf warriors fell from Tanmitius's body.

Seeing the tragic deaths of his werewolf warriors, Gal was heartbroken. His eyes were scarlet, his face was full of evil, he raised his sword, and roared, "Long live Tampas!" and drove the wolf towards the feet of Tammitius.

Gal shone with a faint fighting spirit, and his level climbed all the way to level seven, and he was a high-level warrior.

"Look for death!" Tammitius caught a glimpse of the rushing Gar and roared and stepped towards him.

In the face of the huge ball of his foot that fell, Gal had no intention of dodging at all. He roared and held the knife in both hands, urging his whole body to the blade, and stabbed the soles of his feet the moment the soles of his feet fell.

With a thud, the earth sinted, the soles of Tanmitis' feet were deeply embedded in the hard ground, and the werewolf squadron leader disappeared at the giant's feet.

Blood poured out from around the soles of Tanmitius' feet, but Tanmitius suddenly screamed and lifted his feet in pain. In the pit beneath his feet, Gar's body was a blur of flesh and blood, but in the middle of his foot, there was a sword that had sunk straight into the handle.

In addition to his eyes, Tanmitius's feet are his relatively weak body parts, and when he trampled on the wolf cavalry, several wolf cavalry had tried to pierce it before dying, but because these wolf cavalry were only mid-level warriors, due to the limitations of their strength, they all failed in the end. Now a high-ranking warrior, Gar saw that he could not hurt Tanmitius's eyes, so he retreated and pierced Tanmitius's foot at the cost of his own life. This is the first time that the werewolves have caused the giant to suffer substantial damage so far.

"Gar!" Doto couldn't help but scream when he saw the werewolf squadron leader under his command killed.

"Squadron Leader!"

"Lord Garr!"

The wolf cavalry also roared in grief after seeing the commander of their squadron die in battle.

Gar's death also made the wolf cavalry on the battlefield a little overwhelmed, and the offensive involuntarily slowed down. Tanmitius took the opportunity to grasp the hilt of the knife exposed at the sole of his foot with his fingers and pulled the blade out.

"Squadron Leader Gal has wounded the giant, he didn't die in vain!" Blade yelled as he looked around and saw that the werewolf warriors' morale was starting to slosh.

Then the blade rushed towards Tammitius, and a roar erupted from his mouth: "Long live Tampas!"

"Long live Tampas!" the wolf cavalry, reinvigorated by the roar of the blades, roared in unison and charged the giant once more.

"Whew!" The blade that rushed up first howled and entered a state of madness, and jumped into the air, this time directly jumped on the shoulder of Tanmitis, who was more than ten meters above the ground, and urged the fighting spirit on the knife to more than two meters long, stabbing Tanmiti's left eye.

Tamitis had no time to slap off the blade on his shoulder with his hand because he had just reached out and pulled out the blade on the bottom of his foot, so he was so shocked that he had to hurriedly close his eyes and hang his head, so as not to let the fighting spirit pierce his eyes.

Tanmitius lowered his head to dodge, causing the fighting spirit of the bladed war knife to finally stab only the arch of his eyebrows. Seeing that he couldn't stab Tanmitius in the eye, the blade gritted his teeth and slashed hard, pulling a long gap between Tanmitius's eyebrows. With a roar of pain, Tanmidis slammed his blade off his shoulder, and the blade spurted bloody arrows into the air, throwing them to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

"Matthew, my injuries have improved a lot, you don't care about me anymore, hurry up and treat that kid with Broken Claw!" Seeing that the blade had been hit hard, Doto couldn't help but say anxiously to Matthew beside him.

Matthew's face was pale at this time, all the magic power in his body had been consumed, and the magic potion he carried with him had long been drunk. He smiled bitterly, but got up and ran to the blade.

Blade slowly stood up.

It was really a palm from a giant comparable to a ninth-level peak powerhouse, and he was able to stand up, and the performance of the blade was completely beyond everyone's expectations, but soon everyone found out that something was wrong.

The blade's eyes were cold and his expression was violent, and he limped towards the giant in front of him. His armor was twisted and his chest had collapsed, and while his right hand was still gripping the sword, his left arm was hanging unnaturally, and it was clear that his sternum and left arm bones had been broken. And judging by the way he walks, there should be a leg bone that is also broken.

The blade was not seriously injured, and under normal circumstances, he could only lie on the ground, and he could still move now, completely relying on the support of the crazy will to fight after the madness. After the madness, the orc warriors, in a sense, are no longer a flesh and blood, but a killing machine, they are no longer dominated by their own emotions, but driven by the fire of war in their hearts, they fight instinctively until they die in battle.

The blade slowly raised the sword in his hand again.

"Matthew, stop Claw and calm him down!" Doto shouted with a change of face.

As an orc warrior with a talent for madness, Blade could have lifted the madness on his own, but Doto saw that this young werewolf warrior didn't seem to have the intention of doing so, but planned to use the strength improved after the madness to fight the giant to the end, even if the madness at the moment was out of control and began to hurt his own roots.

Knowing that he is invincible, he has to fight, even if he is defeated, he will not hesitate to do so, this kind of fierce character has made the werewolf army defeat in battle countless times, but it has also made the werewolf army annihilated in the battle countless times.

Doto knew that the irreparable gap in strength in the face of Tanmitis, a giant at the pinnacle of the ninth level, would make the werewolf's fierce character a huge flaw today, repeating the latter of the two endings. Although Doto himself had this kind of fierce character in the past and was called a 'crazy general', with the accumulation of military ranks, there were more and more subordinates whose lives were related to him on the battlefield, which made Doto gradually more and more in battle

Pieces of sobriety.

Although he had not been in contact with the blade for a long time, Doto admired this young powerhouse of the same clan very much, so he asked Matthew to stop him, not wanting him to choose this desperate, almost death-defying way of fighting.

And the only thing that can make the orc warrior wake up from the madness is the orc warrior himself, who has the talent of madness, and the only other is the shaman.

"Broken Claw, come back!" Exhausted by his magic, Matthew was unable to use the spell 'Light of Reason' to dispel madness, and he was unable to extinguish the flames of war in Blade's heart, so he ran towards him and tried to hold him back.

On the other side, blood from the arch of his brow soaked into Tanmidis's left eye, and the burning sting sensation made the giant feel uncomfortable, and he remembered the blade that had injured him. Tremitis roared and rushed at the oncoming blade, ready to stomp to death the werewolf warrior who dared to hurt him.

Tanmidis kicked several wolf cavalry in succession trying to stop him along the way, and when the blade came into his trampling range, he yelled, "Give me death!" and stepped down.

With his face still indifferent, the blade raised its knife with one arm and stabbed it into the sole of the giant's feet, just like Garr before.

"Clawbreaker, dodge!" Matthew, who had not yet run in front of the blade, watched his big foot fall, and he could only hiss wildly.

"Boy, get out of the way!" shouted Doto at the same time.

Seeing that the blade was about to die at the feet of Tanmitius, a sword light as fast as lightning and thunderous suddenly flew from the sky, instantly piercing the atrium of Tanmitius's left chest. The tremendous impact of the sword light piercing through his chest caused Tanmitis's body to lean backwards, and he took several steps back before he could stand firm. The kick that Tanmitius lifted didn't make it down, and the blade saved his life.

Tanmidis looked down in astonishment, looked at the bloody hole in his left chest, and lost his mind for a moment.

A sword can pierce his body harder than a rock, what kind of strength should this be?

Tanmitius looked up in horror at a man standing tall above the battlefield. The leopard man carried seven swords, but one of them had an empty scabbard, and it was apparently the unsheathed sword that pierced Tanmidis's chest.

"Hey, you're not dead even if you've been pierced through your heart, isn't your heart on the left, it's a right-hearted person?" The leopard man frowned slightly, hooked his right index finger, and the sword light that was suspended not far behind Mittis suddenly turned around, and pierced the heart of Tanmitius on the right back with a breaking sound.

"Scythe-sama!" Doto was surprised and delighted when he saw the leopard man. He knew that from the moment this Imperial Sword Saint appeared, the original mortal situation on the werewolf side on the battlefield was solved in an instant.

Fortunately, his heart was indeed different, and was born on the right side of the chest, so the sword that pierced his left chest first did not kill him.

Turning his head to catch a glimpse of the sword light striking from behind him, Tanmitius was shocked. Able to easily break through his body with a single sword, this leopard man who suddenly appeared must be a strong man who stepped into the Holy Rank Realm, and Tanmitius knew that he was no match for him. I saw him grit his teeth violently, put his hand into the Tyrannosaurus Velociraptor leather placket wrapped around his body, and took out a small golden arm armor from a pocket sewn inside.