Chapter 137: The Shaman

"Attack power 200, defense 100, speed 80." The Brain quickly provided basic information about the Cerberus.

Su Chen's heart suddenly sank a little, although this data was not high, it was not difficult for him to defeat the other party with the Frost Sorrow, but this Cerberus was the bottom demon in the Burning Legion, and the number in the Burning Legion could be described as thousands.

"With the strength of ordinary human soldiers, it will take at least ten or so to deal with a Cerberus ......" Su Chen secretly compared, but with the strength of the Human Kingdom, it would definitely not be able to deal with the Burning Legion.

The Battle of Mount Hyjal seems simple in the game, but in the real world of Azeroth, it must take the lives of thousands of soldiers to pile up.

Seeing that those hellhounds had rushed closer, the ogre had already stood in front of Su Chen with the blood-stained hammer.

"You have the wounded, go first." The old orc glanced at Onexia on Su Chen's back, and also stood up to the ogre's side.

Su Chen was a little surprised by this, it seemed that Old Fuding's words were still reasonable, and there were also many people of noble character among the orcs.

But when the hellhounds got closer, they suddenly stopped, or were forced to stop.

Suddenly, many vines appeared on the ground and wrapped around the limbs of these cerberus, although it was only for a short moment, but it made the demon's charge stop, and because of the high-speed charge to the sudden stop, it showed a great flaw.

"Could this be the Ground Trap Totem......" Su Chen could see the magic light flashing on the very ordinary wooden totem, and then it dimmed.

When the Cerberus broke free from the totem's grip and began to charge again, the seven-minute cook, wielding a huge hammer in one hand, had already roared with both heads and rushed up.

The ogre appeared to be taller than the Cerberus, but now only his left hand was holding a hammer due to the fractured right arm, albeit with a heavy blow. But it only made the hellhound howl a few times.

The tentacles on the Cerberus's head were still rapidly poking towards Qifen Shu, and the sharp teeth and suction cups on the front of it were palpitating.

"Demon, die!" The old orc's voice rang out behind him, and at the same time, a thin bolt of lightning appeared from between his hands.

With a thunderclap, the lightning leaped over several Cerberus. Although it wasn't lethal, it visibly stiffened the bodies of the Cerberus, which gave the ogres in front of them a better chance to attack.

Obviously, it is not the first time that Seven-Minute Familiar and this old orc have cooperated, and they have already had a tacit understanding.

However, when the old orc chanted a strange spell and wanted to continue casting lightning, a black light suddenly fell on it, and the small lightning that had begun to appear in his hand was immediately annihilated.

The old orc's face flushed immediately as the spell was interrupted, but he immediately took off an axe from his waist with a low roar and rushed forward.

Although both men were brave, they were both wounded. In the face of these more than ten hellhounds, it was obviously powerless, and several tentacles quickly attracted on the burly body of the seven-minute familiar, and then they were firmly unwilling to let go.

The ogre screamed in pain, and even threw away the hammer in his hand, desperately tearing at the tentacles, trying to pull them off, but even if it tore out the blood of its skin, it still couldn't tear off the tentacles.

Su Chen's face couldn't help but sink. These cerberus possess the ability to be silent, and these tentacles are supposed to be able to absorb the magic of people. If it is left unchecked, it is estimated that the burly ogre in front of him will soon turn into a dried corpse.

He had to join the fray, using the Grip of Death to grab a Cerberus that pounced on the ogre.

This time, however, he had enough experience to grab and rush forward with a clutching Frost Sorrow.

Green blood splattered past the blade, and the Cerberus was cut in half by Frostmourn directly in the air.

Perhaps he sensed that Su Chen could bring a great threat. Among the remaining Cerberus, nearly half of them immediately chose to pounce on Su Chen instead.

Su Chen couldn't help frowning slightly, he was holding Onyxia on his back with one hand at the moment, and he had a big disadvantage in the face of this kind of siege.

The old orc saw several hellhounds rushing past him and the ogre towards Su Chen behind him, and immediately let out a roar, stomping heavily on the ground with one foot.

Immediately, the rubble and mud on the surrounding ground condensed in front of him like a whirlwind. A tall stone figure has appeared in front of him.

As soon as the stone man appeared, he immediately smashed into the two nearest Cerberus, but the flush on the old orc's face became more and more serious.

Su Chen looked at the three hellhounds that continued to pounce on him, and was hesitating to ask Zhi Brain to help, but there was the voice of Onexia in his ears.

"Let me go first."

"Are you awake?" Su Chen was happy in her heart, she had been asleep all the way, and now that she woke up, her body should have begun to improve.

"Well, these demons are disgusting, and they have tentacles...... Don't let these things come near me. Onexia's voice still sounded weak, and she still couldn't be expected to participate in the fight.

A hideous tentacle has struck him, but its target is Onyxia on his back.

The frost sorrow in Su Chen's hand was lightly raised, and when the strong wind passed, the tentacle immediately broke in response.

However, even if it is cut off, the tentacles that fall to the ground still writhing and bouncing on the snow, as if they have a single life.

"This vitality is really tenacious...... Su Chen sighed secretly, hurriedly put down Onexia, and then faced the hellhounds.

As he took a step, the snow-white ground under his feet immediately turned into a black evil place, a blasphemous skill of the Death Knight.

However, attack skills such as spiritual strikes are not very useful to him, the reason is that the frost sorrow in his hand is too sharp, and a sword slashes, no matter what kind of attack skill it is, the effect is basically one sword and two cuts.

A few ordinary Cerberus didn't last long under Frostmourn due to their low defenses.

In fact, these Cerberus are better suited to dealing with mages.

When Su Chen cleaned up the remaining hellhounds, the skin on the ogre's body looked like flesh and blood, and many of the severed tentacles were still tightly attached to his body, but fortunately, they were cut off in time, and the impact on his body was not great.

"These damn demons, I'm afraid that the entire Alterac Mountains are full of demons now, and it seems that our people will not be able to stay in the Broken Ridge any longer." Both of the heads of Medium Cooked began to complain.

"Well, it's true that I can't stay here anymore, but ...... I don't think the human kingdom is much better. The old orc gasped and sat down on a quick stone, looking very weak. (To be continued......)