"Damn, there is such a thing!"

Dalton's eyes widened, and he instantly burst out into foul language, not expecting such an eye-popping scene.

The attack strength of this level 6 demon in front of him is about 12 points, which is equivalent to more than ten times the attack power of an adult strong man.

Under such a powerful attack, the head of an ordinary person is no different from a ripe watermelon, as long as it is caught, it will be caught in an instant.

And the mage armor of a level 1 mage is only 10 points of defense strength, and it stands to reason that such an attack can definitely tear through the armor, even if it can't tear this transparent protective barrier, it will at most slip to the side.

But now, it can break the claws of the demon attack plus 2 points, and the opponent's defense is at least twice as much as the demon attack!

More than 20 points of defense strength!

This means that you can block the normal attacks of level 10 professionals!

"Don't be stunned, kill it, use it to cause serious damage or scorching light."

The aristocratic young man beside him glanced at him, and his tone and demeanor carried a calm image of a commander. It made him seem to see the head of the regiment who controlled everything, and immediately subconsciously obeyed: "Yes." ”

The demon failed to strike, and under the powerful reaction force, the entire thin body was bounced away from afar.

When it got up again, its thin legs kicked on the ground and continued to jump and pounce, only to be met head-on by a blinding light.

This light bloomed from Dalton's palm, and it was a light transformed from pure divine power, as if it had predicted the demon's attack route, and hit the demon's chest just right.

A dazzling beam of light like sunlight shone on the demon's chest, instantly making a sizzling sound of cold water splashing on the blazing metal, directly piercing its body, creating a palm-sized hole.

Three-Ring Divine Technique: Scorching Radiance!

With Dalton's absolute level suppression, if it hits the forehead of the demon, it is enough to kill in one hit.

Even if it was a non-critical chest position, it evaporated most of the demon's health in one fell swoop, causing it to fall to the ground at once, and it could no longer resist!

Su Yun strode over, swung his sword across his throat, and cut off his head with all his might!

"Kill level 6 demons and get 120 killing experience!"

He ignored the system prompt that appeared under his eyes, flicked the long sword, shook off the black stained blood on it, and continued to keep up with the large army.

"Why don't you let me use a dispel?" Dalton was stunned for a moment and asked.

As a powerful level 13 priest, he was naturally unwilling to bow his head in front of a mere level 1 rookie like this, but as soon as he said it, he regretted it a little.

I saw the other party looking at him with a stupid rookie look: "The dispersal magic is a range of divine arts, which can cover multiple undead creatures, you have already wasted one, didn't your teacher teach you this?" ”

"You think I want to use it, not to protect your safety?" Dalton was scolded and couldn't help muttering, but he didn't dare to underestimate this level 1 little mage anymore.

To be able to count these treasures at this level, the amount of knowledge of the other party is amazing!

When he was level 1, he was almost scared to his knees when he saw these monsters......

The battle ahead was over, and after taking out dozens of ghouls, goblins, and zombies, the warriors took a break.

The battle is not as easy as imagined, and even a warrior professional can't hold it up for too long with a full swing of the sword.

It's like you can jog five kilometers, but if you sprint 100 meters, you'll definitely be more tired than running five kilometers, and your heart will beat fast!

The same is true for combat, melee professionals, carrying weapons weighing more than ten catties or even dozens of catties, each swing consumes a lot of physical strength, and it is impossible to have a situation of three hundred rounds of battle like in the novel.

Not to mention 300 rounds, it's hard to hold on for five minutes, and it's impossible for a dragon to fight for three days and three nights!

The nervous alertness to prevent attacks from anywhere, every stab slash, short dash jumps, etc., all consume a lot of stamina.

The pursuit here is often a one-hit kill, and once you can't dodge or resist every move, you may usher in death!

Of course, if you have a transcendent physique, that's a different concept.

The extraordinary physique can allow you to recover while your physical strength is consumed, and you are not afraid of such a tense battle, which is quite exaggerated.

After being promoted to the legendary level, the warrior can have legendary strength and can be tough with dragons.

Some people even have terrifying regeneration abilities, and they can be completely healed within a few minutes after being slashed, which is even more amazing than the priest's healing skills, and they already belong to the absolute perverted level of existence!

While dealing with these monsters, Warlock Veranica walked in the middle of the line and did not cast a single spell.

But none of the surrounding warriors were dissatisfied with this, because the caster's position here is not the core output, but the control of the overall situation!

In other words, her main task is to deal with any unexpected situation, and she will not act easily until the critical moment!

This is the awareness of the big picture that every spellcaster will grasp after countless battles.

The existence of spell slots allows each caster to treasure the number of precious spell casts.

If you start facing these monsters, you have to throw spells, and if there is any powerful monster behind you, you will be completely blinded.

A mage with a weak physique, you can't expect her to confront monsters head-on with a long sword, right?

The previous battles had all taken place at the entrance to the valley, and in fact the people did not enter the innermost part at all, which represented the real danger.

After resting for more than ten minutes, Thompson ordered to continue going deeper.

This time, I finally met a powerful creature - a demon soul corpse!

Demon Soul Corpse, challenge level 8, creature level 12, looks a little bigger than ordinary zombies, the appearance is not much different, but the attack power is completely incomparable, and the long fishy tongue is waving in the air like a poisonous snake.

It suddenly jumped out of a tree on one side, and it also launched a sneak attack, and this sneak attack was quite terrifying.

I saw its ghoul-like claws slash through a warrior's body, and the hard armor was instantly cut into deep cracks.

Not only that, but the warrior's body was grabbed by it like a rag doll, and he hugged it fiercely in its arms.

This is not a warm welcome hug, but a veritable hug of death.

The armor on his body creaked uncomfortably under the arms of the other party, and it was instantly deformed, and even the bones carrying him made a dull cracking sound.

At this moment, its tongue instantly penetrated into the warrior's mouth, and the poor warrior's face instantly swollen red, and he opened his mouth wide to spit out the thick thing.

But his strength is too weak compared to the other party, like a little Lori caught by a fierce man, and he can't shake the other party at all.

The next moment, the warrior's struggle stopped completely, and the whole person stood in place, a strange bruise suddenly appeared on his face, and he was thrown away by the monster and smashed directly to the ground, and there was no struggle again!