It will take some time for the half-ogres to figure out what they should do from their already low IQ about what is happening in front of them.

At this time, Blue's master's order solved the question "what should I do now" in their minds.

When the Half-Ogre passed by Blue and Krishanna and Oriana, many of them glanced at Oriana out of the corner of their eye.

They could not understand how the girl, who was as weak as their baby, had crumbled and destroyed such a strong wall as if it were made of sand.

Seeing the horrors of magic with your own eyes is much more intuitive than describing it in any words.

In the list of invincibles in their hearts, in addition to the two powerful blue dragons of Blue and Krishanna, the little girl Oriana was added.

An army of hundreds of people is actually not a large army, and wars of more than a million people are not uncommon in the Shulais Continent.

But when the half-ogre, who was almost a meter taller than the average human, charged, the dust raised did give people the feeling of an army of 10,000 people.

At this time, the city of Salls, which had lost its north gate, was like an unobtrusive beauty exposed to a group of vicious men.

Meyer held his staff of bright wood, which glowed a dazzling red, and the mage chanted as he drew a circle towards the gap in the wall.

A magical wall two .eight meters high and one meter wide appeared in front of the half-ogres.

After performing this spell, Meyer fell to one knee, panting.

Herman hurriedly cast a blessing spell on him, making him barely stand up.

"Meyer, are you dizzy or frightened?" Herman looked at Meyer angrily.

And Meyer also had a cold face, and there was no way to refute-

When the magic wall appeared in front of the half-ogre, the soldiers at the front were startled, but their charging was not so easy to stop.

If you stop now, the biggest possibility is that you will be trampled by the people behind you, and there will be no corpse.

No matter how stupid the half-ogre is, he still has a basic survival instinct.

In an emergency, they naturally grabbed the magic wall with their shields or empty hands, and then climbed over the magic wall with a single action of climbing over the wall......

For a tall half-ogre, this height does not pose a threat or a blocking effect at all.

It's no wonder that Herman complained so much about Meyer, and Meyer was also annoyed, his friend's bones were gone, and the little girl who was surprised and frightened made him lose the most important calm of the mage.

Taking a deep breath, Meyer looked at Herman.

Just a glance contact, the two already understood what the other meant-

There is no way to save this city, and now it is more important to spread the news of the appearance of the Chosen One.

Herman said to Meyer: "My Highness, you hurry up!" ”

Meyer was not pretentious, he turned to the mage group and gave the order to listen to Herman, and then hurried to the rear.

At this time, the half-ogre, who had rushed into the city after climbing over the wall, began to engage with the soldiers in the city.

The tall half-ogre roared and roared as he swung his huge weapon, causing great psychological pressure on the human soldiers.

Moreover, most of these Schars soldiers are holding standard machetes, which are like toothpicks compared to the huge weapons of the half-ogres, and the other party is wearing armor all over his body, which is simply desperate.

With a huge size advantage and a lead in equipment, the human guards were almost crushed at the touch of a button, and were slashed to the ground by the half-ogre.

Just as the half-ogre had entered a no-man's land and attacked all the way to the square in the center of the city, a group of twenty holy warriors appeared.

These paladins wore heraldic armor with roses on their right shoulder and chest, very similar to Slay's armor, except that they did not have the magical glow of Slai's armor.

And the swords in their hands also showed a white-hot light after using the Holy Warrior's "Blazing Slash".

Singing some blood-boiling vows in their mouths, these holy warriors have greatly improved their abilities in all aspects.

None of this deterred the half-ogres, though, as they opened their mouths, baring their bulging fangs.

Under the first wave of swords and shields from both sides, the half-ogres suffered a great loss, and were knocked to the ground with their shields by the paladin, who was a large part of their shorter.

If it weren't for their outnumber, these fallen half-ogres would have been mended by the holy warriors.

It's just that while the half-ogre on the ground escaped, the others weren't so lucky.

A solid shield parried the massive weapon, and then a sword glowing with scorching light stabbed the half-ogre's vital point.

The Half-Ogre, who had never fought a paladin before, didn't even have time to dodge, and they were shocked to hope that their armor could block their attacks.

It's a pity that the holy warriors, as people who will always stand at the forefront of the battle between good and evil in the universe and fight to the death against evil, have the blessings and weapons of the good gods, and these ordinary armors cannot stop their swords in the slightest.

Under the superb swordsmanship of the holy warriors and the bonuses of various blessing spells and oaths, the half-ogre fell more than ten warriors in an instant.

This is also the most serious casualty they have suffered since they entered the city.

It's just that the half-ogres inherited the blood of the ogre, and although they were usually able to suppress themselves, when their companions died in battle, the ogre blood in their bodies also began to boil, which made them fall into an extremely fanatical state of rage in an instant.

In this state, the half-ogres have no sense of fear at all, and the pain on their bodies is reduced to a minimum.

They frantically attacked the twenty paladins again.

The paladins were also brave enough to fight the mad half-ogres in a second wave, only this time, the half-ogres, who had once again paid eight corpses, managed to break up the ranks of the paladins and divide them.

At this time, two more half-ogre warriors were killed, but at the same time, one of the paladins did not fall to the ground under the siege, he was half-kneeling on the ground, panting heavily, and several long wounds on his body continued to bleed out.

The three half-ogre warriors roared and raised their battle axes, intending to finish off the fallen paladin in one fell swoop.

The paladin barely twisted around to dodge the first attack of the half-ogre warrior, but he didn't have the strength to dodge the second one.

An axe slammed into his left shoulder, knocking him half-kneeling.

In excruciating pain, he plunged the hilt of his sword into the crunchy street with both hands, roared in anger, and his whole body began to glow with pure light......