Shoulder armor, wrist guards, elbow pads, and some parts of the armor that are relatively strong are protected by Morgan. Radimore took advantage of it, he deliberately attracted Miss Commander of the Night's Watch to attack these parts, and if the opponent changed his move, he would be able to gain the upper hand, and if he didn't move, he would rely on his armor to take damage, and use an indomitable stance to pick up his two-handed giant sword and slash.

Miss Commander of the Night's Watch is very smart and very smart, and she is constantly learning the martial arts that the other party has honed on the battlefield, but she is still a little overwhelmed by the fighting.

The other party is an undead, with unlimited physical strength, she can't do it, her skills are improving, but her physical strength is consumed rapidly, and women are congenitally a little deficient in physical strength, which leads to her being about to lose.

Vanessa gently stroked the muzzle, what a solution, you don't need to, non-TM has to go head-to-head!

She knew that many people's eyes were secretly staring at her, after all, this was a world dominated by transcendents, humans, dwarves and even orcs, night elves, and blood elves.

The environment is like this, unless she wants to mess with goblins, she must have a good record.

She drew her saber and walked slowly.

"Miss Althea, let me come."

"Okay."

Replacing Miss Commander of the Night's Watch, whose physical strength had dropped significantly, she stared carefully at Morgan. Raddymore's movements, the opponent's moves are actually very simple, just a few times back and forth, it is completely the way in the army, the pursuit is simple, efficient, and use the least strength to cause the maximum damage.

"I've broken the armor under his ribs......" Miss Commander whispered to Vanessa as she got off the field.

She nodded her head to indicate that she had heard.

The wheel battle will cause some damage to the honor of the two, but both of them are women, and the world's tolerance for women is much higher than that of men, and Miss Commander of the Night's Watch is a warrior, not a paladin, and she doesn't care much about honor, she cares about the town.

Vanessa, not to mention, honor? What is honor? Dealing with this kind of evil demon outside, she didn't go side by side, she felt that she was already very honorable.

"This is Dalin. Prodmore's saber, you will end up under this knife today! Vanessa threw away her distractions and focused on the battle in front of her.

"Achees." The undead warrior also raised his two-handed sword in accordance with the usual etiquette.

"When you die, I will give your sword to your daughter and let her continue on the path you have not finished." Vanessa adjusts her center of gravity and puts herself into an attacking state.

“...... Thank you. ”

Along with the thank you came a powerful slash.

Vanessa was completely different from Miss Commander, she had no intention of parrying at all, her toes were light, and she dodged very elegantly when she couldn't make a move, and at the same time the saber cut horizontally, shining under the ribs where the opponent's armor was already broken.

A faint layer of hoarfrost envelops Morgan. Radimore, this kind of magical frost is not the same as the coldness that comes with the undead, as a supernatural product, the undead have a certain resistance to magic, but it is far from the point of immunity.

Vanessa could feel the other party's speed drop slightly.

She stepped on the wrist of the opponent's sword, pulled out the demonic blow, and stabbed Morgan with a backhand. Ladymore's Face Door.

The weakness of the undead is the little soul fire in the head, and the human skull is very hard, and some sharp weapons are difficult to penetrate. Those who want to hit the eyes and the nose are all masters, and the best weapon for ordinary soldiers to use in the face of a large number of undead is a hammer!

Vanessa didn't need a hammer, she was a little skilled now, and the dagger stabbed straight into the undead warrior's glowing blue eyes.

The other party hurriedly pulled back, and at the same time, his waist and legs were forced, and he picked up his sword with both hands, and cut horizontally at the front of him.

Vanessa immediately turned a real move into a false move, and after a false shot, she went around to the side and faced Morgan again. Radimore slashed under the ribs.

The magic attached to the saber slows down the undead warrior a bit again.

Seeing that the other party could be slowed down, Vanessa was finally relieved.

She ran ten meters away and shouted, "Get out of the way!" ”

Everyone didn't know what she was going to do, but they still felt that they had retreated more than ten meters.

A syllable came out of her mouth, and the ring on Vanessa's hand glowed silver.

In the next second, a blizzard flew in the sky and entangled Morgan. Raddymore.

The magic attached to this equipment is certainly not as strong as that unleashed by a serious mage, but for a group of militiamen, it is already extremely shocking.

Wind and snow envelop Morgan. Radimore, and then the cold air continued to fall, and the wind and snow condensed in the air into sharp ice spikes, hitting the undead warrior like rain.

The opponent could only protect the vital point of the head, and the armor on his body was beaten to pieces.

The whole magic lasted for six seconds, Vanessa attached flames to the dagger in her right hand, ice in one hand and flames in the other, relying on the equipment, fast speed, forcibly crushing the opponent.

"Die!" Her flame damage to equipment is very large, the quality of the demon's strike is extremely high, and the blackstone tribe that created the demon's strike is the best race among the orcs at forging, but this dagger is only resistant to high temperatures, not immune to flames, and if it lasts too long, it will also cause damage to the weapon. Radimore stabbed back, back, left and right.

"Let's finish!" With a soft shout, the dagger cut off the opponent's right hand holding the sword, and then the saber made an arc and pierced into the eye socket of the undead at an extremely clever angle, and the undead fire, which represented the driving force of the undead, struggled violently for two seconds, and then reluctantly extinguished.

"I can rest in peace...... Xie ...... "The tall undead warrior lost the driving force of his body and fell to the ground with a bang.

With no last words and no memories, he died. Vanessa looked down at the corpse, and in her opinion, Morgan. Raddymore's holy light before his death has all been transformed into negative energy, or necromantic energy, if it is buried, after ten days and half a month, the negative energy will regather, and most of this person can still stand up, and then brush it again? That would be disgusting.

A small ball of flame was thrown out of his hand, and the corpse, which had long been deactivated, was burned by the flames, and burned out in less than three minutes, and finally only a small mass of ashes remained.

Vanessa put the knife into its sheath, and she saw a little girl kneeling on the ground in the distance, crying silently, and knew it was Morgan. Radimore's still surviving daughter, and it is precisely because of this daughter that the undead warriors have regained a certain level of clarity and have not gone on a killing spree against ordinary militiamen.

Miss Night's Watch Commander didn't speak, she handed the undead warrior's two-handed sword to the little girl, who was still crying silently, and patted her on the shoulder in support.