"Poor fellow," Hank laughed at Haim lying on the ground, a large ball of fire forming in his hand - all he needed was an object of torment, "your buddy will come to you soon." ”

A short figure suddenly sprang out of the grass beside Hank, a dwarf half as tall as a human in a unique position to conceal his whereabouts, and the tomahawk that unexpectedly approached his opponent leaped high, and the wheel-like double-edged axe slashed at the spot where Heim's long arrow hit.

The scorching heat spread along the double-edged axe to the battleaxe's hand, and his hands were badly burned, but the damage that was enough to make anyone incapacitated seemed to have no effect on the dwarf, and with a roar, the stubborn dwarf leaped up again, and the double-edged axe in his hand slashed at the same part again.

Before the tomahawk could hit the ground, a wave of high-temperature air suddenly erupted around Hank, and the tomahawk's body was lifted high by the powerful shock wave, flying into the distance like a stone thrown by a trebuchet.

As with the Magic Shield, no one can move while using the Fire Shield, otherwise the chaotic Origin Energy will be eaten back in an instant. This was not a problem for the original Hank, at least no one on the scene could break the impregnable defenses, but the blows of the elves and dwarves shook his opinion, and under the continuous heavy blows acting at the same point, he could feel that the sturdy shield had become a little unstable, which made the always confident mage feel a little nervous.

Hank may be cruel, even crazy, but as a seventh-order mage, he is definitely not a fool, and after discovering that the situation in front of him may threaten him, he decides not to dwell on it and end the fight as soon as possible.

A quick and obscure spell came out of Hank's mouth, and the spatial door to communicate the different worlds gradually opened around him, and a huge figure covered in black scales was slowly and laboriously squeezing out of the summoning door, it was a four-armed demon, from some lower world close to the demon world. The four-armed, monster had the strength and invulnerability of a dragon, and the only pleasure in their simple mind was to tear their prey to pieces and let the blood of their victims drench their bodies.

Unlike the elemental creatures that use the things in the space where the summoner is located to form their bodies, this kind of corporeal creature must pass through the spatial gate to enter other worlds, and even for a seventh-order mage, opening and maintaining a spatial door is not an easy task, and for the first time since the start of the war, Hank's face showed a serious look.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the four-armed demon to pass through the spatial gate, and looking at the summon whose upper body had been detached from the world he was in, Hank's face once again showed a smile of victory - after five seconds, all enemies would be torn to shreds by his pets, and although he couldn't do it himself, it was undoubtedly a pleasure to watch the flesh and blood of many opponents fly.

A huge warhammer flew into the air, it was Nack's weapon, the sub-giant's divine power made the massive weapon weighing hundreds of kilograms unstoppable, and before Hank could react, the warhammer had already smashed heavily into his flame shield.

Sub-giants are a general term for those creatures with giant blood, the descendants of these ancient giants have inherited the power of their ancestors while also developing their own unique skills, as the descendants of giants and humans, the skill of the Nack clan is to throw stones, they can easily throw tens of kilograms of stones for two hundred meters, and can accurately hit any object within this range, just a few tens of meters away, Nack does not even need to aim to make his war hammer hit the target.

The part of the flame shield that had been hit by Heim and Tomahawk in succession was hit hard again, and Nack's flying hammer nearly collapsed the shield in this position, and the flickering fire light fully explained the condition of this poor shield, but Hank's mana was all used to maintain the spatial gate, and he didn't even have the energy to lay an extra magic shield for himself.

The vast majority of the four-armed demon's body has passed through the spatial gate, and in two seconds, this monster will completely enter this world.

A figure shot in the direction from which Nack's warhammer had flown from, and the sub-giant's powerful throw sent Willy flying like an arrow through the clearing between her and Hank, and a second later, her two-handed greatsword stabbed into the weakest point of the flame shield.

The momentum of the high-speed flight and the sheer strength of the warrior herself caused the crumbling shield to crumble, and the greatsword pierced through the scattered fireballs to Hank's chest.

Panic finally appeared on the mage's face, and Hank hurriedly stepped back as he waved a low-level magic spell, and the magic missile formed by the condensation of the original energy swept through the air and hit Willy's shoulder, and the body of the female warrior who was rushing forward fell from the air like a bird shot by a bow and arrow.

A frightened Hank looks at the expedition team he defeated with annoyance. Nearly killed by a group of warriors, he had encountered such a thing for the first time in his life, and a deep sense of shame gnawed at his heart, and there was no doubt that this incident would become a joke in his mage world for years to come. Only the blood of these people can wash away such humiliation, he wants to kill all the explorers, he wants to torture them, he wants them to know what life is better than death, he wants to...

A ground spike silently sprang out of the ground behind him, stabbing into the unsuspecting mage's body from behind.

The tip of the stone spike emerged from Hank's chest, and blood flowed down the tip to the ground, and the mage opened his mouth wide in surprise, looking at Rhaegar in front of him, who he judged to have lost his magical powers, and then lowered his head weakly and exhaled his last breath.

The four-armed demon who was almost about to come to the mortal world was suddenly pulled back into the door of space by an irresistible force, and in the unwilling roar of this monster, the door to communicate with different worlds was slammed shut.

Of all the people, Tomahawk was the most seriously wounded, most of his body was burned by the flames and heat, but like the stones they worked with every day, the vitality of these creatures was always so stubborn that he had risen from the ground a moment before Hank was killed. Looking at the mage who had finally been defeated by the combined efforts of the expedition, the dwarf suddenly burst out laughing, and the joy of defeating a powerful opponent quickly spread to everyone, Nack who came out of the woods, Willy who was lying on the ground, and even Haim, who was twitching, all laughed along.

Rhaegar looked at these laughing explorers with some dazedness, and a long-lost feeling suddenly rose from his heart, it was the feeling of being with his comrades in the god war, and a strong impulse took over his heart at this moment, and without hesitation, he joined in the carnival of his friends.

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