Masrae turned into a cheetah at the first moment, and ran wildly in the back and forth, the blood spear followed, and they had to ensure the safety of the retreat, because Diego had already felt the anxiety in Guan Haifa's heart, and it was almost unbearable.

Ever since the ambushers appeared, the death gaze in Diego's hands had never stopped roaring, and the explosion traps and sacrifice traps were detonated as soon as he threw them. Flames of holy light burst into the dim cavern, but before they could fully unleash their energy, they were overwhelmed by the flood of monsters.

Dezko stood beside him, sticking a totem into the ground. The ground is rotten and fluffy, and it's easy to stick the sharpened totem roots in. The first thing he planted was a Earthbound Totem, the power of the earth that would make it difficult for every enemy that passed through it to fall into the mud. Then there's the lava totem, which draws lava from the fire elemental realm and then erupts around it, creating a thin pool of lava.

This is a common totemic tactic used by shamans, once an enemy steps into a lava pool and cannot quickly get out, what awaits them is a disaster that will destroy their bones.

The last thing the Minotaur inserted was an Earth Elemental Totem. Immediately afterward, he began to chant a spell that summoned the earth element. A few seconds later, a giant phantom was summoned from the Earth Elemental Realm. Then, the shadow became solidified.

It looked like a humanoid made of stones, with a well-developed upper body and thick arms, but its head was just a rock, a pitiful small for its massive size, but the outline of its face could be faintly discerned. Its lower body slowly retracted, and finally it was supported by a pile of rolling stones that seemed impossible to support its massive body.

"Who's calling me?" He asked rumblingly.

"It's me, Lockhora. My friend! Dezko called out loudly.

The earth elemental, who was more than four meters tall, turned heavily and slowly, looking down at Dezko, who seemed so small compared to the minotaur.

"Hey. I remember you, my little Minotaur friend. What do you want Lockhora for?" It said gently and cheerfully.

"I need your help to fend off these enemies, I can't handle them alone." Dezko pleaded.

Lockhora turned her head to look at the ambushers. In the center of the cavern, countless forsaken and demons are frantically ramming into the barrage of Diego's barrage. It leaned slightly, its sparkling eyes narrowing.

"What do I see? The undead, and demons! Lokhora roared angrily, a loud voice reverberating back and forth through the cavern. For the earth element. These twisted and evil creatures, never accepted by them, turned its head and looked at Dezko, "Yes, Lockhora wants to help. ”

"You just need to block it for a while, Lockhora, if there are too many of these monsters, you can retreat to the Earth Elemental Realm at any time." Dezko said sincerely, he didn't want his elemental friends to be hurt.

Lockhora shook his head dissatisfied, obviously. He felt slighted.

"I will hold them back until you don't need them anymore." It said in a low voice. Then, it took a step. Walk towards the center of the battlefield.

"Diego, let's go!" Dezko retracted his gaze and shouted at Diego.

The hunter put down his musket and turned to run into the tunnel. Behind them, the screams of the undead, the roars of demons, and the muffled cries of earth elementals were heard. Like a flesh millstone, Lockhora wildly wielded its thick rocky arms, sucking every enemy who tried to get past it into the maelstrom of death.

Diego drew his bayonet from his waist and hung it on the Death Star. The sewer is no more than three or four meters wide, and sometimes a rash shot can injure other people.

But they didn't get far. I saw Masrae and a few people. In fact, the latter did not make a way out. On the contrary, they are forced to step back. It retreated all the way to the middle of the sewer.

Masrae's giant bear was in the middle of the tunnel, the Blood Spear standing to his left and Guan Haifa to his right. Their enemies are a group of Forsaken armed with broadbladed scimitars and shields, and their emaciated size is better suited to fighting in such narrow terrain than the hate of stupid and stupid hunks.

Swift and skillful, these Forsaken are fearless even in the face of the Druid Bears.

Diego strode forward, came behind Guan Haifa, then picked up his gun and pulled the trigger directly. Bullets whizzed over the cat's head, tearing the Forsaken across from it with a shield.

The shooting didn't stop, and Diego continued to pour fire into the crowd. Roberrick? The Spike has more than fifty Forsaken here, blocking the entire sewers. Diego doesn't even have to aim, and every shot goes down, and the flesh and blood fly.

At this time, Dezko also arrived. Although the Minotaur is gentle, he is never willing to be left behind when it comes to fighting.

"Nazaire, stand back!" Dezko shouted. Now this face-to-face hard defense, his strength is easier to open up the situation than a blood spear.

Although he was a little unhappy, the blood spear still obeyed his orders, and he did not take advantage of the half of the spear left, so he could not use his skills at all. He flicked his spear and stepped back.

Overjoyed, the Forsaken, who had been pestering him, rushed forward with a scimitar - not in pursuit, but with the tip of his knife raised and stabbed the bear in the ribs from the side.

However, his plan did not succeed, as a large hammer head emerged from the darkness and smashed down on his head. He didn't even have time to raise his shield to block before he was hit. With a "click" sound of bones shattering, the Forsaken slipped limply to the ground, unable to stand up again. This time, even the plague of natural disasters could not wake him up.

The Minotaur stepped over his corpse and pushed forward. He raised his left hand, and the wind elemental responded to his call, converging between his fingers, and suddenly, silver serpent-like lightning cut through the darkness of the sewers, and a brilliant electric current sparked straight at the enemy, meandering and jumping among them. Many of them were scarred by the electricity, their skin was torn apart—in fact, most of the Forsaken were tattered in the first place—and fell to the ground in convulsions.

Encouraged by this brilliant victory, the giant bear that had been suppressed ~ let out a violent howl and pounced fiercely. His already massive size now looked even stronger, and the Forsaken in front of him were thrown to the ground with a shield and almost trampled into meatloaf.

They strode forward, attacking ferociously, crushing the opponent's defenses and trampling on their corpses. But they didn't notice that in the cavern behind them, the sound of fierce battle was gradually becoming muffled. The huge earth elemental is finally about to be completely swallowed up by the tide of undead and demons. (To be continued.) )