This battle has come to an end, only a few frenzied spider demons are still fighting stubbornly on the battlefield, and the frost bone dragons in the sky are falling frequently, this battle is obviously a decisive victory!

But none of that was Izzy's concern, his focus was on the fist prints on the surface of the boulder.

"This is what I did?"

Izzy looked at his fist and felt that "this is not scientific", but when he put his fist on the fist print, he found that the fist mark was a perfect fit for the fist, and it turned out to be his masterpiece.

Izzy drew his fist from the stone, his gaze shifting between the fist print and the fist, and his face was full of suspicion.

"I'm far away, my fist hasn't touched it, but the stone has been deformed, isn't this the legendary fist?"

Still in disbelief, Izzy stepped back several meters, standing where he had just stood, swinging his fist and wanting to prove it again.

But as soon as he swayed his posture, he froze in place, and his facial features were distorted, looking like he was constipated.

"Damn! I'm ...... I'm cramping!"

It's clear to Izzy in an instant, after the battle, he slackened for a while, and the sequelae of the punch he had just tried his best swept in, making the meridians of his two arms twitch and strain his muscles, as if he had been filled with lead, sore and numb, and if he moved a little, it hurt.

At this time, several tribal generals walked towards Izzy, and they seemed to be belated, allowing their high chief to be in danger, but this was not the first time.

Every time Izzy fought, he would go deep into the army like this, and then he would be in the midst of the army, and Ogrim and others admired and complained about his bad habit.

Now this matter seems to have formed an unspoken rule, as long as Izzy does not take the initiative to ask for help, Orgrim and the others will generally not go up and make trouble without permission.

Orgrim walked over with a smile on his face, and in the middle of the battle he saw from afar Izzy once again showing his might in the midst of the enemy encirclement.

He couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart, and he wanted to tease Izzy at this time, but when he came to look, he saw that Izzy was frozen in place, his body was like a sculpture, and his facial features were trembling.

"Izzy, Izzy, what's wrong with you? Are you alright?"

When Izzy heard Orgrim's words, his eyes widened, and he wanted to scold him with his eyes.

"Do you think I'm fine?"

Ogrim immediately ran to Izzy and made him lie flat on the ground, his face was very anxious, and Izzy was moved by him, and his brows trembled again, and he shouted with a bitter face: "Don't move me!

"Cut!"

Orgrim slammed over Izzy, feeling that he was really frightened, and Izzy was lifted up by him at once, and said angrily:

"Nima! Lao Tzu is also a wounded man, won't your conscience hurt?"

Ogrim looked back at Izzy lying on the ground with disdain, and said, "Are you wounded? Lao Tzu is still wounded? You hurry up and recover your ghost body, Lao Tzu still expects you to brush me with two healing spells!"

Izzy got up indignantly, meditated on the spot, looked up and looked Orgrim's body up and down, and finally found a little trace of blood on his side, which seemed to have been hit by the undead spider demon on the gap in the armor, hanging a small color.

"I'll just say that I will help you upgrade the material of this plate armor and make it into a essentia blackstone alloy, you don't want to, now it's okay, see red. ”

Ogrim listened to Izzy's words and snorted, "This is my heirloom, and the material is going to be completely renovated, so what is it called an heirloom?"

Izzy closed his eyes and began to meditate, and without opening his eyes, he replied, "Pedantic!"

Seeing that Izzy was beginning to heal, Orgrim exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said: "Now I will report to you the battle damage, the casualties of our army are about half of the battle group, thanks to you to attract the main force of the enemy army, the battle damage is not too large...... Smack!"

Ogrim said and suddenly slapped himself on top of him, as if he had killed a mosquito, but Izzy's face changed when he heard the sound, and he stood up in an instant and grabbed Ogrim's wrist.

Seeing how conspicuous a red-backed poisonous spider was in the palm of his hand, Izzy immediately realized his negligence, and he said anxiously, "Where were you bitten?"

Seeing that Izzy was so nervous, Orgrim only felt that he was making a little fuss.

"I have ...... in my hands"

Before Orgrim could finish his sentence, his eyes felt dark and unconscious, and the last thing he saw was Izzy's ghost-like face.

"I can't think of anything else that can scare you Izzy like this......"

One last thought crossed his mind, and Orgrim was about to fall to the ground, but Izzy quickly resisted him, and despite the pain in his body, he rushed to the makeshift emergency shelter in the stronghold.

As he ran, he shouted, "Paladin, Chief Blackstone has been poisoned!"

Several priests and paladins immediately took Orgrim and cast a poison exorcism on him, Izzy's face was full of anxiety, but he still did not forget his duty, he walked out of the first aid station, condensed the amplification spell, took a deep breath, and shouted:

"Attention of the whole army! The battle is not over, the stronghold is invaded by a small poisonous spider, characterized by a red pattern on the back of the spider's abdomen, the poisoned person will instantly lose his combat effectiveness and his life is in danger! Don't relax, stay vigilant!"

When the tribal warriors heard Izzy's words, they were immediately shocked, and hurriedly walked to the flat ground, took off their armor in a panic, and checked their bodies.

After doing this, Iqi breathed a sigh of relief, the warriors of the tribe usually hunt in the wild, and they are still very experienced in dealing with poisonous insects, as long as they have reminded themselves, the secondary casualties should not be too large.

Izzy returns to the emergency station and begins guest medic appearances, where he soon learns that most of the casualties have in fact fallen from poisoning, and that a colony of red-backed poisonous spiders had infiltrated the battlefield before he sealed the wormhole with flames.

As for how terrible the poison of this poisonous spider is, what Izzy learned is that none of the tribal warriors in this battle died under the blades of the spider demons, they all died of poisoning, and if the poisoned person had not suppressed the poison in advance by the Holy Light Expulsion Technique, he would have died in less than ten minutes.

"Tsk, no wonder the use of biological and chemical weapons is banned in modern warfare, it's disgusting to the extreme!"

Izzy was a little indignant, but more helpless, if he could, he really wanted his enemies to taste this disgusting feeling, but no matter how clever he was, he couldn't poison the dead.

"I'm still too naïve, what kind of chronic poison do I expect the enemy to use? The enemy will always be so vicious!

Izzy was resentful, but he knew what he should have done more than anger and regret.

"Herald, is the pre-war herald still alive?"

"Great Chief...... I...... I'm here!"

A weak voice came from the first aid station, and Izzy immediately ran to the source of the sound, and he saw the herald, who was one of the few soldiers who had not been poisoned, but was seriously wounded, and it seemed that although he was badly wounded, he should be able to save him.

Izzy shook the herald's hand and asked, "What are you going to report to me in that meeting?"

"High Chief, the Delaneei technician in the signal tower asked me to tell you that the communication with the Dakarai trolls is connected. ”

Izzy smiled, unexpected, but he still said to the herald, "You did a good job! I know, when the portal is activated again, go back and recuperate, the ancestors will be proud of you!"