"Kill !!"

With Dane II. The roar of the Iron Feet,

The remaining dwarven warriors immediately responded to the king's call and immediately followed the dwarven king, rushing straight ahead of the endless army of monsters.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The last charge of the Iron Hills dwarves was valiant.

But after the major commanders in the monster army freed their hands,

The few trapped beasts left in front of him have long since lost their chance.

"Truly!"

"These dwarves are almost dead, so don't think about struggling!"

"Can't you just die obediently?"

"If the corpse is chopped to pieces again, it will smell much worse."

"Boom!"

The short Bloo Monster Kaluru, who was short in a blue and white robe, looked at the dwarves in front of him, and smiled strangely and stretched out the dark staff in his hand.

The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and a strong spell aura flashed.

Blo Monster Kaluru stretched out his staff and pointed a little in front of the dwarven warriors,

A black mist emitted a strong foul odor that immediately spread in the center of the dwarven warriors.

"Damn, what a weird smell this is!"

"Oh my God, I'm running out of breath!"

"Oh no, my sheep, my sheep are out of control."

"Damn, my power is gone, what the hell is going on!"

"Quick, hold your breath and get out of here now!"

Dann II. Iron Foot quickly held his breath and shouted as soon as he felt the smell.

"No, Your Majesty, my sheep don't listen to commands... I can't move! ”

Just after a group of dwarven warriors fell for the spell of the Blo monster Kaluru, various negative states were generated.

Even the monster warriors on the side were so frightened that they retreated to the rear.

At this time, the dwarves were rarely disliked by many monsters.

And a large area was quickly vacated in the center of the battlefield.

In the middle of the clearing are most of the dwarfs who are not in good shape.

And beside the dwarves, Dane II. Ironfoot and a few dwarven warriors were significantly better.

However, they did not dare to leave, and could only go back and forth around the dwarves to guard them as best they could.

Constantly repel the attacks of monster soldiers.

Although there is no hope of survival at all, the dwarven king Dann II of the Iron Hills. Iron Foot is still a brave resistant.

It's just that the dwarf king's eyes patrol the figure of the dwarven warrior behind him from time to time,

I only hope that Byrne, who has been given great hope by him, can escape from the monsters and return to the royal city to rescue his son.

At this moment,

'Ang...'

Suddenly the sound of an attack horn sounded from the rear of the battlefield on the side of the monster army.

The monsters that surrounded the dwarves were shocked.

This is the dissatisfaction of the commander in the rear with the situation of the battle, and he began to urge.

So the monsters' timidity towards the black smoke in the center of the battlefield that had not completely dissipated was immediately thrown aside.

began to forcibly surround it from all sides.

'Bang! ’

Sparks fly,

Dann II. The iron-footed hammer was striking off a dark elf with an ugly face, but tall and long legs, and two heavy balls of soft balls on his chest.

Immediately, I felt a great sense of danger coming from behind me.

Dann II. Iron Foot hurriedly turned sideways, and felt a sharp wind slash down from behind.

'Whew...'

The silver-white sword was slashed down instantly against the body of the dwarf king,

The Dwarven King dodged and immediately wielded a short hammer with a backhand.

'Bang! ’

The fire burst into flames,

Dann II. Only then did Iron Foot see the oncoming look.

It was actually a monster that was even tighter than the one he had wrapped, and its whole body was wrapped in silver-white armor.

And in the monster's eye sockets, the two dark blue flickering flames revealed the identity of the monster in front of him.

It was a creature that was decidedly more evil than the Orcs of Moria.

It is a dark monster that truly brings the dead back to life and returns to the world.

"Phew, people are not ghosts, ghosts are not ghosts!"

See the face of the attacker, Dann II. Iron Foot actually spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm to his side, and cursed at the death knight Gordo in front of him.

"Hey, hey!"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!"

"I didn't expect to be despised by a guy who is less than five feet tall!"

"But Gordo is not angry."

"For those who are dying, all mistakes made can be forgiven!"

"Let me forgive you now, dwarf melon!"

Gordo gritted his teeth and slashed at the dwarven king riding on the war pig in front of him.

'Bang! ’

The Dwarven King wielded the sword with a short hammer, and then seized the opportunity to lean forward towards the death knight Gordo.

"To deal with this guy, you have to hammer it off with a hammer at close range, and directly hammer off this guy's iron-shelled head."

With this in mind, the dwarven king approached on a war pig under him.

At this time, the skeleton war horse under Gordo,

At the moment when the opponent's very strong war pig approached, he suddenly pouted his hooves.

'Bang! ’

A pair of front hooves of a skeleton warhorse, kicked directly at Dann II. On the swarthy war pig under the iron foot.

It kicked the war pig beneath the dwarven king and screamed.

"Damn brute!"

Dann II. Ironfoot angrily cursed the war pig that was holding him down, and brandished his short hammer to attack the horse under the death knight Gordor.

"Hey, dwarf winter melon, your opponent is me!"

Gordo sneered, and then with a wave of his big sword, a black sword aura emitted a breath of death, and immediately rushed straight at Dane II. Iron feet away.

In the face of the incoming sword qi, Dane II. Iron feet don't panic,

His legs immediately clamped the waist of the war pig under him, and then the whole person quickly fell to the side.

'Brush! ’

The black sword qi quickly removed from Dane II. Crossed above the Iron Foot.

The dwarven king, who had dodged the sword qi, immediately sat up straight, lifted the short hammer and hammered it towards the death knight Gordo.

'Bang! ’

The sledge is framed by a great sword,

Dann II. Iron Foot and Gordo fought back and forth again.

The fight was evenly matched, and sparks flew everywhere.

At this moment,

'Roar...'

A low, irascible and shocking roar suddenly came from the direction of the Iron Hill King City.

Both sides on the battlefield were immediately attracted by the roar and couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

Just look at the giant dragon with a pale blue light, flying quickly towards the battlefield.

The battle on the battlefield was almost coming to an end by this time.

Dann II. Ironfoot is entangled by the death knight Gordo.

Almost all of the other dwarven warriors fell to the ground, either in the process of being turned into corpses.

And the other archons under Ainz,

was watching with interest the fierce battle between the death knight Gordo and the dwarf king in front of him.

'Bang! ’

The ground shook,

"Master!"

"Master!"

As soon as Anz landed in the center of the battlefield, the monster soldiers nearby hurriedly retreated like a tide.

The nearby monster commanders immediately stepped forward and shouted.

"Hmm!"

Ainz replied, and didn't say anything more.

Instead, like the commanders on the side, he condescendingly looked down on the battle between Gordo and the Dwarven King of the Iron Hills in front of him.

But after watching it for a while, although the two goods are fighting fiercely.

But there is not much difference in the strength of the two, and it will obviously take a while to completely separate the winner and loser.

Anz didn't have that kind of patience, not to mention that the Iron Hill King City behind him was still waiting for the army to sweep it.

After looking at it for a while, Anz impatiently pointed to the dwarf king in front of him and said coldly:

"Kill him!"

"Yes, master!"

A playful sound rang out.

Agatha, the dark elf, drew two daggers and quickly joined the battlefield between Gordo and the Dwarven King.

This time, it didn't take long.

The Dwarven King, whose strength is only equal to that of Death Knight Gordo, is joined by the more powerful dark elf Agatha.

quickly fell to the upper hand, and in front of the Death Knight,

After a flash of the shadow of the dark elves hiding on the side,

The cold light quickly crossed the dwarven king's neck,

After a few moments, a head with a full mouth and a beard fell down with a heavy helmet.

Immediately afterward, a scorching stream of blood spurted out of the incision on the headless corpse.

The direct bloodline of the dwarves of the undead Turin,

The strongest hero of the dwarves of the current generation, the true king of the dwarves of this generation,

Dann II. Ironfoot Falls!