Obviously, a new round of fighting will soon break out on the spot in a way that everyone did not expect.

Urs reflexively turned his head to look at the behemoth that was charging towards his group. The Barbarian Captain of the Thorn Squad didn't know that the Grey Dwarves still had such a hole card, just as he didn't know that one of the Grey Dwarf soldiers that the multi-headed lizard had just stepped on was actually the Grey Dwarf officer named Gordon.

Yes - the grey dwarf officer named Gordon died, in such a brutal way as a small man, in order to command a group of soldiers to smoothly drag the giant beast from the monster dungeon of the City Arena - or lure himself as bait.

"You're really a ...... Gambler, Haudheck! Larsen stood on the fortress tower a little farther away and took this scene into his eyes, his throat couldn't help but swallow gently, perhaps deeply sorry for the death of his colleague, and then looked at the little colleague beside him, and the tone of amazement did not know whether it was complaining, annoyed, or admiring, "A giant beast of this size, coupled with such a manic wildness, it is really not a tool that we can control!" ”

"So what are you worried about, Larson?" Holdheck stood right next to Larson. In Barend's army, both of them were rising stars, and despite their youth, they had already shown their military talent beyond ordinary people.

If Larson possesses an innate mental and commanding talent that can force himself to calm down and give sane orders to his soldiers at all times, then Hoddheck possesses a mad mind that seems to have been born specifically for subterfuge.

He was neither tall nor strong, and the reason why he was able to climb to the same position as other middle-level officers in the army was because of the mind on his neck that was always full of bad water and madness.

Larson understood the temperament of this "little madman", so he slightly frowned under the helmet and gritted his teeth gently.

"There's no guarantee that this monster won't turn around and attack us later." Then he slowly expressed his concern, "And our fortress walls are not as high as the monster's neck, you know what that means. ”

"But until then, our enemies will face its bad temper before we do." Holdheck couldn't take his eyes off it, his eyes as hideous and expectant as before, "So that's enough...... As for the aftermath, we'll talk about it when we win. ”

After the words fell, he pressed the battlements in front of him with both hands, leaned forward slightly with his balance, stretched his neck and continued to look at the battlefield situation a little farther below the tower-

Urs was not blind, and naturally realized that his plans had to be temporarily disrupted by this sudden turn of events, so he immediately held his sword in his hands, and roared in a rude voice to order the underground gnomes who had been brought along by the organization he had inspired:

"Stand back!"

The young man's voice erupted almost at the same time as two violent blood reds in the depths of his pupils - and of course he was not "disappointed" by the poor fighting qualities of the underground gnomes, and it seemed that he didn't need to shout at all, and then fled en masse in the direction of the coming and going like the tide of the sea.

These timid little guys...... Urs glanced back at them out of the corner of his eye, and said in his heart that Wall was on top.

Oh my God......

Are these men coming with me gnomes or goblins? Or are the goblins not as cowardly as they are?

However, in the face of a multi-headed lizard that was rampaging at them, it must have been impossible to force them not to break morale, after all, they were just skirmishers who had been organized on a temporary basis on their own whim.

Saying that they are "soldiers" may be a bit exaggerated......

But of course, I don't hold back like they do, and I don't need to.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Urs gripped his sword steadily, closing it and entering the furious blood-colored pupils, quickly silently counting the massive mass that was about to rush in front of him, and the snake-like necks on its shoulders.

One, two, three, four, five......

Five heads.

A full-grown five-headed snake lizard.

Not bad......

Moretti stood between his own people in a daze, his dark eyes watching the many clansmen around him flee against him, and he was so anxious that he wanted to stop the rout that happened in front of his eyes, but there was nothing he could do for a while.

This brave little dwarf could not pass on his courage to his own people in a short period of time. He was not willing to fail like this, and his unyielding gaze turned to the Thorn Squad standing at the front of the entire team, and then saw that the multi-headed lizard that was coming towards everyone launched an attack!

To be precise—the neck of the five-headed lizard lifted its head like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and the heads of the five lizards swooped down on Urs with their teeth wide open in unison.

"Hero-sama!" Moredi's eyes widened and he couldn't help but scream.

However, his worries were in fact excessive, despite his good intentions.

Urs was able to see the monster's movements.

The heads of the five monsters immediately slashed down like whips, neatly, "Smack! With a thud, the bricks cracked, and the smoke and dust filled the air in an instant—but he rolled sideways and rolled to the side in time to dodge.

The head attack of the multi-headed lizard swooped into the air, and its massive body continued to rush forward with the movement of raising its head.

The monster was fierce and ferocious, but Urs knew accurate information about it, that the rare cases in which the intelligence of the multi-headed lizards excluded genetic mutations were only a joke, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were mentally retarded creatures with muscles controlling their heads.

Reckless and unwieldy, keen to destroy enemies with the most straightforward violence, and unable to adapt to skill and experience, so the trainability is also surprisingly poor, and generally speaking, it is rare to have the ability to tame them for a long time except for the drow elves in the dark regions.

Its forward body was well predicted, and it was dodged by the Thorn Squad one after another, and soon paid the price for its corresponding defects.

Urs took the brunt of its attack, rolled to its side, and after confirming his safety, he immediately followed a crouching action with his left palm on the ground, and the cross-shaped two-handed giant sword temporarily switched to a one-handed hand, mustering enough strength to slash at the snake-shaped long neck that the opponent had not had time to raise immediately!

The length of the greatsword's blade was perfectly designed in his mind at this moment.

The young man's power unleashed unleashed unleashed unreasonable destructive power through the cold weapon, and the straight blade then burst into a circle of blood-red liquid words, cutting deep into the neck of the most fart of the multi-headed lizard!

The massive monster felt the brute force from the blade and the sharp pain inflicted on itself through the blade.

It immediately screamed in pain, its rushing limbs froze awkwardly under the interference of pain, and the bloody neck was cut into two pieces by the red-dyed giant sword in the next second, and the severed head flew out with blood spraying under the guidance of inertia—