Chapter 138: The Falling Figure

The strong stench was immediately dispelled, and the dwarven warrior's tightly knit brows suddenly stretched a little, and the two sides of the thick tower shield then moved forward one right and one left to kill the figures of Urs and Stonefist.

The taciturn orc warrior monk pinpointed the target he wanted to attack, and the monk's cultivation and belief in order made his heart stop, and his quick steps immediately brought him to the side of the berserker demon and punched the demon in the hind legs.

The power of "qi" is put to reasonable use in his hands. He fused the energy in his body into his fist, and the current of the electric claw fist glove resounded through his swift blow, and the magic damage of the electric element was offset by the demon's innate resistance to electric shock, but the power of the shock fist successfully penetrated under the demon's skin.

Although the demon was not completely shocked, the left hind foot suddenly went numb, and its body tilted unbalancedly to that side.

Urs's attack was rougher. The young man didn't know the warrior monk's shock fist, but just roared with the black giant sword and slashed at the other hind limb of the berserker demon. His strength rivaled that of a giant in a furious state, and the cursed blade smoothly embedded itself into the flesh as tough as refined leather armor, paused for half a second in the resistance, and then filed the bones inside and slashed at them.

The huge demon howled and crawled down, the palm of the hand that had attacked Koto slid along the surface of the fortress's giant shield, and the other hand, whether intentionally or unintentionally, took advantage of the situation to cover the green-skinned bald head of the stone fist.

The orc monk looked up and saw the demon's clawed slap, and reflexively wanted to dodge it, when the tip of a halberd suddenly burst out of the corner of his eye, and with a pop, it pierced the claw palm that was larger than a human head.

Eddie spent decades as a mercenary before becoming the captain of the guards in Twilight. This man is a seasoned warrior, the scars covered under the armor are a testament to the countless honors he has won on the battlefield, and the upper limit of his talent may not make it possible for him to break through the strength of the advanced level of the profession in his life, but the rich combat experience will only accumulate in his mind.

It's like an old wine, and it gets better and better. The so-called veteran does not die - even if it withers, it is gradual, not too fast.

What's more, he is actually only forty-eight years old this year, and he is at the end of his prime.

So he judged the right time, propped up the halberd in his hand and forked the demon's claws, helping Stone Fist parry the blow without fail.

"Thank you." Stone Fist glanced at him gratefully, subconsciously thanked him, and took the opportunity to move his pace and punched the creaking socket of the demon's forelimbs, like a skilled dismantler, using the power of the shock fist to temporarily paralyze the forelimbs on this side of the demon's body.

The huge demon fell to the eyes of everyone with a thud, and it really looked like a giant toad. Sensing that it had chosen the wrong way to fight, it quickly struggled to open and close its mouth again, and used the abyssal language to recite the awkward spell of spell casting.

Berserker's spell-like abilities include "Hammer of Chaos", "Advanced Teleportation", and "Unholy Strike" that can be cast once a day, plus "Blasphemous Words" and "Vaporized Form" that can be cast 3 times a day, and a summoning spell that can be cast once a day by the Demon Race.

For example, the powerful Barlow Demon can summon 4d10 Cowardly Demons and 1d4 Berserker Demons around him, or 1 Soul Judge, Temptation Demon, and Six-armed Serpent Demon, or gamble on the odds to see if he can summon another Barlow Demon.

However, the summoning ability of the Berserker Demon is naturally far worse than that of the Baro Flame Demon, and the specific effect is only 4d10 cowardly demons, or summoning the other end of his own kind with a success rate of about 30%.

No one in the crowd understood this blasphemy that came from the bottomless abyss. Thea had studied Celestial for a few years in the church in the Northlands because of her belief in Gazteth, the god of justice, but the Devil's Purgatory and the Devil's Abyssal were still a strange garbled for the silver-haired wolf-eared girl.

Everyone couldn't predict what spell this demon wanted to cast, but they all knew what to do at this time, after all, interfering with spellcasting was common sense for most adventurers and mercenaries to fight against legal enemies.

Therefore, the siege followed. Koto withdrew the fortress's shield, the enchanted hammer in his hand slammed into the demon's face with a roar of battle intent. Gloriden secured the second bolt for his sour tooth crossbow, and the next second he didn't hesitate to pull the trigger pressed by his finger when he found a good angle to aim.

As soon as Stonefist withdrew his heavy fist, Eddie, the captain of the guard beside him, attacked in his place, drew back the halberd that was stuck in the demon's claw, and turned around and stabbed it into the chest.

The continuous damage shook the berserker's casting focus. It cried at its throat in pain and displeasure, and its eyes lifted to catch a glimpse of the black-haired young man suddenly carrying a greatsword onto his back.

This made it feel immediately that disaster was coming.

Urs's actions were undeceased. He didn't "disappoint" the demon's premonition, his murderous eyes looked down at a toad's head that was already close at hand, and the cursed blade in his hand switched to a backhand position that was convenient for power and thrust it down hard.

This sword revealed the outcome of the battle -

[You killed the Berserker]

[EXP +1240 (Special Kill Bonus)]

", demon! Go back to your abyssal nest! The young man stepped on its corpse, glaring at the sword-pierced head like a victorious beast, his temper much rougher and more violent than usual in his desire to kill.

Of course, the current victory is only a temporary relief.

The terrifying Eye of the Abyss still hangs over the entire Twilight City. Thea held her holy emblem bracelet in her left hand, and her keen perception made her immediately aware of the situation nearby, and her amber eyes turned her head in the direction of her intuition, casually reminding her companions: "Everyone—look over there!" ”

The girl's voice and her raised arm pointed to a gap in the air a little further away. At her prompting, everyone turned their heads, only to find a figure with a staff floating in the air in that place.

The smoke from the flames more or less obstructed the view. Groeldon focused his attention on his eyes, looked carefully into the distance for a long time, and his mouth surrounded by stubble spat out his judgment in a half-speculative tone: "It seems to be Carlos?" ”

Carlos Loew, the mage leader who led the Orichalcum Adventure Troupe.

The old thief had a good eye, and he recognized the mage adventurer who specialized in spells from a distance. The latter was probably performing his flying spell at this moment, his broad robe suspended in the air along with his figure.

However, a blue-skinned monster with wings suddenly swept across the night sky reddened by the Eye of the Abyss, its sharp claws hooking into the mage's fragile back like a deadly dagger.

The mage's figure snapped into the air, and the staff in his hand and his body, which had lost its strength to support it, fell in the distant view of everyone looking up.

Everyone gritted their teeth and took a breath, and they were stunned for a second.

"Let's go, go over there!" Urs's eyes widened, and a nameless fire of anger ignited in his heart, and he immediately made the next step for his team.