"Bang!" When the ice spear hit the Earl Marshallese in the chest, it shattered unsurprisingly, but the Earl of Marshall didn't do anything, and blocked the menacing battle axe with a sword. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Of course, this axe is not so easy to block, the Earl of Marshall was directly smashed by this axe by a short section, it turned out that the ground on which the Earl of Marshall was standing could not stand such a great force, and it directly sank down, and a big pit appeared directly under the feet of the Earl of Marshall.

But the Earl of Marshall did not change his face, and his other hand did not stop, and at the same time stabbed his spear into the chest of the old ogre, this time the old ogre's defense did not work, and the spear pierced into its chest without hindrance, revealing a section of the tip of the spear from behind.

"Roar!" After a loud roar, the old ogre slashed at the Earl Marshall again, and this time the Count of Marshalles did not take it hard again, but with both legs together, he stepped back violently, and at the same time pulled out the spear.

"You're getting weaker, it's not your own strength that's just so unreliable." The Earl of Marshall, who was retreating, said coldly.

As soon as the spear left the old ogre's chest, it immediately spurted out a large stream of blood from his chest and back like a fountain. The old ogre looked at his wound, and there was no pain in his eyes, only a deep regret, and he did not take the words of the Earl of Marshall, but said regretfully.

"Is it only up to this level? Alas..... Murissah, the tribe is up to you. ”

As soon as he said this, the old ogre began to roar again!! ”

This time, the red on its body became heavier and heavier, and at the same time, the steam on its body became thicker and thicker, and even its body was hidden, which meant that its body temperature had increased again, and the wound that was still bleeding just now seemed to have been evaporated, leaving only a thick blood scab.

The Earl of Marshall looked coldly at the old ogre's movements, his face was full of solemnity, he knew that this ogre was ready to strike a decisive blow, and this move must be its strongest blow. The Earl of Marshall stuck his sword on the ground, held the gun in both hands, lowered the head of the gun slightly, and at the same time spread his feet, his body slowly sank, and his whole body became tense.

After his series of movements, the air flow around him also began to change, the air seemed to be frozen when it passed by him, as the air pressure around him became heavier and heavier, the tip of his gun began to tremble slightly, and at the same time, a breeze gathered at the tip of the gun at the same time, forming a small whirlpool there, and the mud and sand and smoke on the side were also swept into it, which looked extremely weird.

When the steam on the old ogre's body faded, the old ogre's face was revealed, and it could only be described as "described" now, only to see that the face that was originally quite full had now completely turned into a dry corpse face, as if it had covered a layer of skin on the skeleton, and it looked terrifying.

And the tip of the Earl Marshall's gun also shook even more, and at the same time, the whirlpool at the tip of the gun became bigger and bigger!

"Roar!!

"Roar!!

The two let out a loud roar at the same time, and then killed each other at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye!

"Boom !!" A loud bang accompanied by a huge amount of smoke and dust obscured the figures of the two men, and no one could see what had just happened. After the loud bang, there was no sound in the smoke and dust, and for a while the whole battlefield became quiet, and everyone wanted to know the final result.

When the smoke and dust slowly cleared, I saw the Earl Marshall standing silently with a spear, and behind him, the old ogre was lying on the ground, and the old ogre changed back to its original size, and the color of its body also changed to a white-gray color.

After a while, the old ogre said hoarsely, "Is this the only way?" Forgive me, O Ancestors......" and then there was silence, and the Earl of Marshall turned silently and looked at the ogre with a very strange gaze. The legend is true, when two strong men strike the strongest blow, their hearts can be connected, and the Earl of Marshall can just feel the longing and regret of the old ogre.

It was not a memorial of life, but it wanted to hold on a little longer, and it wanted to be able to fight a little longer, and it wanted to hold back the Earl of Marshall. Although the Earl of Marshall did not know what it was doing it for. But the Earl of Marshall decided to give this opponent the respect he deserved, even if it was a monster, but it was more of a warrior.

But just when he was trying to find someone to collect the old ogre's body, a gust of wind blew, and the old ogre's body gradually turned into ashes in the breeze and drifted away with the wind.

Although I don't know what kind of obsession this ogre is fighting with, the Earl of Marshall still feels that this ogre is respectable, and it has truly broken its bones for its own beliefs.

The soldiers who saw this scene were not so sentimental, and they all cheered heartily, the leader of the enemy had been killed, so they would definitely win the next battle.

The monsters were scared, especially the ogres, and when they saw that the Bone Slayer and the Old Chief were dead, they completely collapsed, and some launched a desperate attack on the humans, while others immediately turned and fled.

At this time, the demoralized human soldiers also came back to their senses and continued to encircle and suppress the monsters. The battle continued, and the Earl of Marshall, after killing the old ogre, did not join the battle again, after all, it was not his battlefield, and he was going to continue to return to the commanding platform.

When he had just stood on the high platform, he suddenly felt that someone was watching him, and he immediately looked up. This startled Soram, who quickly adjusted his vision to the battlefield and did not continue to stare at the Earl of Marshall.

But what Soram didn't know was that after he shifted his gaze, the feeling of being watched by Count Marshall had not disappeared, and Count Marshall was still looking around. At this time, in a dark space that I don't know how far away, a black-robed man was staring at a crystal ball, sighing.

"It's worthy of being a legendary powerhouse, I feel that it's so terrifying, hehe, I really want to catch him as an experiment, but forget it, you can't make any extraneous branches, it won't be good if it attracts the attention of that old woman."

With that, he closed the crystal ball and lit up the dark space, a huge room made of stones, and it was only then that the face of the black-robed man appeared. It was the black-robed monster who appeared in Baron Vane's mine last time. He now manipulated his strange lower body, the strange eight-legged box, to the other side of the room.

There are more than a dozen huge glass jars in which so many people are placed. These people are very strong, and they are not too bad looking, at least much stronger than Soram.

"Come on, babies, come on, my experiment is almost complete, soon I will be able to become one with you, I'm almost done, don't rush, wait obediently."

I saw the black-robed man lying on a glass jar, stroking the body of the person inside through the glass, and said very softly, a gay appearance made people goosebumps.

The moment this gay guy closed the crystal ball, the Earl of Marshall felt that the peeping gaze had finally disappeared. The Earl of Marshall was a little confused, he could sense that someone was spying on him, but if he wanted to find out who was doing this, he couldn't help it, and he was not an expert in this area.

In the end, the helpless Earl Marshall could only think that this was a ghost made by a wicked mage, and as for which mage it was, he didn't know, after all, mages were weird in his eyes, including Mavis, and even his queen, but he didn't dare to say it. He turned his head and put this matter behind him, and now the most important thing is still the battlefield.

In fact, the current situation on the battlefield is already very good, although the human side is still constantly dying, but from the overall point of view, the human race is still greatly advantaged. But what made Earl Marshall feel bad was that those councilors in Locketown, these stupid people, I don't know when, actually mixed in with a group of militia.

Originally, according to Count Marshalles's idea, the encirclement should have been formed soon, but as a result, these bastards who had more than enough success and more than enough defeat stepped in, and actually drove the encirclement of the city guards out of an opening, and let them in to grab the credit.

You say that if you grab the credit, you should grab the credit, you have to have some ability, but as a result, the militia they led is not even as good as those private soldiers. But it's no wonder that these militias were recruited during the last monster siege, and then they were dismissed after the arrival of reinforcements, and after a while, Locke Town felt dangerous and recruited again.

This back and forth, not well trained at all, really needless to say how combat effectiveness is. Those congressmen with holes in their brains actually whimsically relied on these people to steal merit, and the Earl of Marshall could only say to them, believe in your evil!

So these militiamen, who were originally farmers, were killed by monsters as soon as they landed on the battlefield, and they were about to collapse, if it weren't for the city guards next to them who couldn't stand it and sent some soldiers to support them, the encirclement would have been broken through a long time ago.

Seeing the clumsy performance of this bunch of scumbags, the Earl of Marshall was completely furious, what did these guys do on the battlefield? Playground? How many people did they kill in doing so?

"Someone! Arrest all the councillors of Locketown, take command of the militia, and transfer them off the battlefield! ”

"But, my lord, you know what kind of character those people are, let's go ......" Although disobeying or questioning military orders on the battlefield is an act of looking for death, but the people on the side really can't help it, those gang of nobles must be insufficient, but the bad things are first-class, their small soldiers go to catch them and take over the command, and those scum don't make trouble and are geniuses.

When the time comes, something really happens and it affects the situation of the war, and they will have to take the blame again if they can't do it, and that group of nobles can't do anything wrong, so there are some things that have to be made clear to the Earl of Marshall.

"Humph! It's turned upside down, go! You tell them that if they don't do what they order, you'll kill them on the spot! I want to see, in wartime, I disrespect military orders, disrupt the battlefield, I kill them, who dares to avenge them? ”

"Yes!" As soon as these words came out, the people on the side had the bottom, and the military order on the battlefield was the largest, and if they said to kill someone, they would kill people, but no one would stop them.