The Commander's roar immediately woke up the Grey Dwarf soldiers who were about to suffer.

The evil dwarves who stood within range of the fireball were stunned and hurriedly twisted to obey Roldorf's orders to disperse quickly in all directions - but how could their feet fly as fast as fireballs?

The next moment, the magical fireball that roared in mid-air exploded on the left side of the gray dwarf army, and the blazing flames and painful screams rose in the eyes and ears of the young man at the same time!

"The fire is on top, and the warriors of the clan love this flame, let it burn these abominable evils! Ha ha! Koto stood beside Stonefist in a fierce spirit, raising his battle axe to cheer for the results of Dorothy's spell cast.

The red-haired Miss Warlock once again poured the frenzied energy in her body on the enemies of the squad with the help of the casting support provided by the Frantic Shield, except that this time the fireball spell did not randomly produce any malignant additional effects under the influence of the frenzied fluctuations, nor did the benign amplification.

And Berelith's real talent is not in the mage's spells, and the dwarf girl's illusion is not enough to cover everyone's figures, and the seemingly empty air at the entrance of the town hall is actually a special cover provided by Abel for everyone.

It's like the Mechanic Mage's previous spellcasting method that made the city hall gate one-way transparent.

As a mage of the Grey Court, it has chosen the same direction as its mentor among the many advanced paths of magical research, so the concept of "space" is a controllable force in its hands.

Distorting the air belonging to space into a unidirectional state that is completely non-see-through is also one of the abilities it has mastered at the moment.

Dorothy's fireball spell blasted a visible gap to the left of the front row of the Grey Dwarf army, and Koto and Stonefist then attacked the gap!

The ravens took the lute and stood beside Able to play the strings of the bard's musical spell for the two of them to charge after yours.

The poet's talent for spell-casting is infused into magical string notes—Belelis takes a step forward from the Drow Poet, Miss Warlock, and Mechanic Mage with the Wizard Hammer in her arms, and feels as if the music of the Crow is inspiring as if it were a real power!

The power called courage fills her heart at this moment!

The little dwarf girl gritted her teeth lightly, and looked at the gray dwarf soldiers in her eyes with her wide light brown eyes, and the magic guide gun in her arms followed with a "bang" and fired with a "bang", shooting a straight negative energy ray from the mouth of the gun!

It was the necromancy's 1-ring spell "Weakening Ray".

It's true that Berelith's specialization in magic research is the illusion department, but that doesn't mean that she can't cast spells other than the illusion system, except for all the plastic spells that she opposes.

The dark green rays of negative energy then passed over the figures of the half-orc warriors and dwarven warriors, and reached the gray dwarf soldiers who had survived the fireball bombardment on the left side of the front row of the army—and then suddenly split into multiple scattered thin lines like an explosion!

The taper magic rays also had the spell effect of the debilitating rays, and they hit many of the unprepared gray dwarf soldiers in an instant, and the ones with immunity resistance and personal luck didn't feel anything unusual after being hit by the magic shot that the little girl shot at them.

But a few of the unlucky guys suddenly realized that they were in bad luck, because they soon realized that their strength was lost from their muscles like evaporating water!

Urs glanced sideways at Koto and Stonefist's attack, and then immediately focused his attention on the closer and closer visual images in front of him—

The shield axe gray dwarf soldier standing on the right side of the army facing the young man had already covered them, and the crossbowman companions who had just finished a round of shooting retreated, and in the blink of an eye, the next second was unsurprisingly seen the young man with the giant sword smashed over like a cannonball!

Cannonball-like impact - Urs's strength and agility far surpassed that of anyone present at the moment, and the high-speed rush combined with the fierce sweep of the giant sword instantly broke a neat crack in the shield that the first three gray dwarves in front of him were holding up against him!

The shields were like the flesh of a creature, breaking into two pieces along the line of cracks that the giant sword had broken, and the broken lines almost matched the hideous gaps in the blood gushing out of the bodies of the three gray dwarf soldiers!

This is a clear manifestation of the power gap between young people and them.

In Castaño, a fantasy world of sword and sorcery, when the disparity in strength between individuals has widened enough that the heroic feats of the legendary tale are more than just the tavern's boastful rhetoric.

The gray dwarf warriors armed with shields and battle axes fell on the spot, and the remaining soldiers roared to vent their fears, and soon surrounded Urs with the advantage of numbers, and the battle axes in their hands then slashed at the young man's body from all directions!

Urs entrusted his defenses to the Cloak of Shadowscales, a gray-black magic cloak made of Shadowdragon scales with the toughness of a steel shield, helping him block several physical attacks from several battle axes slashing at them in quick two seconds.

As for the frontal attack, the two eyes in his eye sockets that had been dyed blood-red by the grandmaster-level rage were not a major threat worth mentioning at all!

Urs held the two-handed giant sword that directly knocked down the three enemies with a horizontal blow just now, and bent his knees for a moment, and the straight blade folded a sharp sword flower in the bloody and boiling mid-air with the twist of his wrist, and then slashed diagonally from the top of the young man's left shoulder to the right along the trajectory of the force!

This sword, swinging down violently-

The oblique angle seemed to transform into the scythe of death in his murderous gaze, and in an instant, several evil souls were harvested from several enemies in front of him, even though the god he believed in was actually the god of war named Wall!

And not Des, the god of death.

But after the intense shock brought to these evil dwarves under the two swords, the other dozen or so gray dwarf soldiers who were still saving their lives at this moment and were fighting with Urs all invariably developed a trembling fear that was almost prohibitive, as if the Chosen Knight of the God of Death was standing in front of them on a ruthless harvesting mission!

Whoever dares to stand in the way will die!

What's more, several gray dwarf soldiers in the left front direction of Urs's body smoothly swung the battle axes in their hands and slashed at the young man's body with force-

But although the crescent moon blade of the tomahawk had torn through a pair of chain mail shirts he was wearing, and tore some of the muscles on his body, a few hot streaks of blood were squeezed out from there—but they soon found that once they withdrew their weapons and prepared to hover around Urs's side to brew the next round of siege, the wounds on Urs's body began to heal themselves like trolls at a subtle speed visible to the naked eye!

This is one of the combat advantages that the regenerative characteristics and super high physique attributes bring to young people, and it is also a kind of so-called "wave" capital.

Urs's performance really shocked the gray dwarves who fought with him, and made these gray dwarf soldiers armed with shields and battle axes look at him in disbelief as if he was fighting alone, and several of them seemed to involuntarily shout in horror in the underground lingua franca that the young man could not understand:

"Blame... Monster! ”

"Don't panic!" Trying to calm the momentum with his roar, and immediately realizing the terrifying pressure of the young man's strength on the soldiers over there, Rouldorf immediately raised his mace and gave an order to the other group of men in the middle of the army, "Spearmen - immediately make up for the right side of the front row and stop that mad dog!" Fast! ”

Based on what he saw, he subconsciously called Urs a mad dog...... Mobile phone users should browse and read for a better reading experience.

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