"Urs, behind you!"

Thea was holding the emblem in her hand, and her amber eyes suddenly saw two drow warriors who were not far away from the young man wielding scimitars and killing him, and hurriedly reminded him loudly to be careful behind his back.

Although most of the creatures under the surface are afraid of bright light, the girl still can't use the flash spell continuously, first, her druid magic slots are not infinite, and second, she obviously doesn't use all of her druid o-ring magic slots to memorize flashes.

As for the light spell that both the priest and the druid can perform—that brightness is fine for illumination, but it's really not a bright light.

After receiving Xia's reminder, Urs ignored Barend, who rolled over from his feet, and the blood-red eyes in the berserk state immediately turned his head with a fierce murderous aura, and saw two dark elves holding scimitars really swinging their knives at him!

Dark elves usually grow up in a typical feminist environment, with male members training in martial arts or learning magic to become warriors or mages, depending on their status, and women have the opportunity to become priests serving the spider goddess with the support of their families.

Miera, for example, was the eldest lady of the Zergon family, a cruel queen priest - and the male drow warriors she brought to Palomet were among the lower warriors of Morbelas.

The two Drow warriors who killed Urs were one left and one right, the one on the right was closer to the young man, and the scimitar in his hand was already swinging downwards from the raised state, and the other on the left was not in a hurry to cooperate with his companion to besiege the young man, but chose to raise his hand to release a cloud of dark mist, the Drow race-type spell ability called "Dark Magic".

The darkness of magic can help the dark elves in battle effectively defend against the stimulation of bright light, and Thea's brilliant flash technique just now seems to have aroused the vigilance of these drow warriors.

Urs looked at the drow warrior on the left, the curvature of his mouth hooked disdainfully, and his body immediately pinched the moment when the opponent swung his sword and slashed to the side with a dodging side.

The dark elf's scimitar swung in front of him - without hesitation, the black young man's eyes widened, and the cross-shaped two-handed greatsword was instantly handed over to his left hand, and his customary right hand quickly reached out and grabbed the drow warrior's neck!

He was more than 190 centimeters tall, and the combination of his crushing superiority in size and strength combined with his great agility made the male Drow who was stuck in his throat at this moment stunned on the spot.

The unfortunate man's eyes widened stupidly, and before he could make a moment's struggle, he felt the young man's big hands tighten like pliers—and lifted his feet off the ground!

Urs stared at him with disdain, and said to himself, "You don't weigh as much as the weapon I used in my previous life!"

Another drow warrior who had just performed the dark spell was now free, and seeing his companion being strangled by the neck of Urs and lifted in the air, he immediately seized the opportunity to hold the scimitar in his hand and attack his side.

The young man's eyes were slightly sideways in his sockets. He saw the attacker's actions, and immediately roared and twisted his waist, using his body as a shaft, and threw the unlucky ghost enemy in his hand as a throwing hammer wheel at the opponent!

The sneak attacker hadn't expected Urs's counterattack to be so straightforward and brutal, and the pace of dodging under his feet slowed down a little for a moment—or rather, the reflex arc in the depths of his mind grew a little longer at this crucial juncture.

Anyway, the two drow warriors crashed into each other in a panic, and almost lost their balance and fell in unison.

Urs didn't intend to give the enemy a chance to breathe, and the cross-shaped greatsword in his left hand immediately pushed forward from his left side as fast as possible!

He is not left-handed, and the position of the weapon when attacking generally does not fall around the waist on the left side of the body, but the current situation naturally does not need to be considered so much, and the muscles of his legs are immediately skillful in physical coordination and cooperation, kicking the ground to drive his body to push the weapon in his hand forward!

The slender sword body is like a knight's bayonet, and it flashes—

And then hit!

The blood-red tip of the sword pierced through the chamber, stabbing the two male drow warriors who were forced to collide in a string!

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield, the grey dwarf soldiers in the banquet hall finally reached the other members of the Thorn Squad.

The dark-skinned gray dwarven soldiers took advantage of the outnumbered crowds, and they raised their battle axes in high morale to surround the crowd.

Berelith's vomiting had not completely stopped, and the dwarf girl's seemingly weak appearance suddenly became the target of many gray dwarves. Several of them approached the little girl, and the axes in their hands slashed over, but they were all blocked by a heavy blue shield!

"Fuck off! You wicked bastards! No one should try to harm the warrior's companions!! ”

His Royal Highness the Prince of the Hearthfire Clan roared in anger, and the guardian of the fortress giant shield was impartially erected beside the dwarf girl, and the war hammer of the main hand immediately came out from behind the shield to turn a counterattack trajectory!

He didn't hit anything with his hammer, but he still pushed back the gray dwarf soldiers who had almost injured the little girl in the last second.

Trying to overcome the discomfort in her stomach, she gritted her teeth and straightened up from the edge of the table, and took the magic guide gun that she had placed on the edge of her seat during the meal, ready to fight with her companions around her, and looked up at the gray dwarves, and now she was completely full of hatred.

After all, you must know that she is also a dwarf, and Barende's humiliation is too hateful for her!

Koto fends off enemies from one side of the table, and Stonefist simultaneously takes on three grey dwarf soldiers attacking from the other side of the group.

Those guys with sturdy stakes but limited size are besieging the orc monks. The orc monk's gaze swept calmly over them, and he simply stepped forward and rushed forward, his stout left and right hands grabbed two dwarven battle axes that were slashing at him, and the foot he stepped out of it lifted up with a powerful whip leg kick into the face of a gray dwarf soldier in the middle—

"Click"!

Crisp over muffled sounds.

Through the sensation of his limbs and the hearing of his ears, Stonefist speculated that the guy he had kicked in the front was probably dead. The power of the "qi" cracked the other party's skull along his whip leg, causing the gray dwarf soldier with a shoe print on his face to roll his eyes suddenly.

"Two left." The orc warrior monk calmly watched as the enemy in front of him lay down straight down with his chin tilted, grabbing the fists of the two battle axes, and then suddenly unleashed an arc of magic, and two electric currents that made a magnetic sound immediately led from the leather surface of the electric claw fist gauntlet along the handle of the axe he had grasped for a short time to the two remaining gray dwarf soldiers!

Their hands were passed by an electric current, and they felt numb uncontrollably—

Stone Fist took the opportunity to pull away their weapons and threw them away, and the sandbag-sized right fist immediately slammed into the face of the enemy on the left, and the elbow of the right arm hit the last one with a crutch!

That elbow passed—the metal helmet of the gray dwarf was like a bell that had been slammed down.

“duang~~！”

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