Lakleman is an Oyemaf in the prime of life, and his fighting power is amazing, and the serpentine storm sword brings a series of bloody storms on the battlefield, and he is invincible.

The Bloody Axe followed, reaping lives on a rampage.

It wasn't until he ran into the knight's shield in Arontenveld's hand that the furious slaughter was contained, but the walls were already in decay.

The impact became more and more violent, the whole gatehouse shook, more and more rubble rolled down, the steel gate was still struggling to support, but the part where the gate was connected to the city wall collapsed first, and in the loud noise and smoke, the entire gatehouse collapsed with a bang.

Before the smoke cleared, the jackals were already cheering over the pile of rubble.

The fierce battle between the knights of Tanverd and Oyemafu was at a disadvantage, and they could not get out, so they could only anxiously shout to the heralds: "Plug the gap!" Inform the Warrior Guild and the Temple! ”

In fact, there was no need for any orders, soldiers, mercenaries, and adventurers were all running towards the gap, and the guards and militia who had been on standby had already set up a defensive line not far away.

In the eyes of the jackals, that fragile line of defense was not worth mentioning at all, but in any case, it bought a little time for reinforcements.

The Orc Guild is nearby, the leader Kasman and the prophet Umuth have joined the war, and although relations with humans are strained, the destruction of the village will not benefit anyone.

In the distance, Ainu and the other guild members were running towards the area, including the two elven masters, and the craftsmen of the dwarven guild also came to support with huge hammers, and the two stout short legs were not slow, but they looked a little funny.

The temple and the mage's guild came slowly, and the mage's action efficiency naturally couldn't be compared to that of the warrior.

The Dark Elf Guild did not appear, and those cold and gloomy fellows still maintained a great deal of hostility towards humans.

On this continent, because of the mutual war, the various races are not in harmony, and until the goddess of death Celine awakens, the hostile consciousness formed for thousands of years will not really be eliminated.

However, this did not prevent them from uniting for the time being to put an end to the scourge of the war in front of them.

If the village is breached, everyone will lose, at least, their respective guilds will not be able to survive.

The most anxious are the dwarves, the dwarves who focus on commerce have their own industries throughout the continent, Guruding Village, as a historical territory, naturally has a lot of investment from the dwarves, not to mention the blacksmith shop that makes gold every day, and the warehouse set up here by the Bronze Gate is the largest branch in the entire continent.

The dwarves weren't keen on fighting, but the war craftsmen from the black anvils were no slouch for their prowess, and the grumpy dwarves picked up huge hammers, and everywhere they went, corpses smashed into meatloaf were scattered on the ground.

When the high-end combat power from the union appeared, the originally precarious defense line was quickly stabilized.

Captain Kasman is a powerful orc saboteur, wielding a massive two-handed sword like a humanoid meat grinder, and blood flies everywhere it goes.

The most notable feature of the fighting style of the half-orcs is wildness, such as Toruku, Cardina, and even the prophet Umus, after opening the state of soul cry, the half-orc war maniac as a mage is even more ferocious than a warrior in hand-to-hand combat.

The elves are considered to be the most elegant of races, often overlooked by their handsome appearance and weak temperament, and they were once known for their magic and swordsmanship.

Masters Bernard and Erhodir lost their former grace, their faces were grim, their swords were fierce, and their killing efficiency was no more than half a point slower than that of the orc destroyers, and the elven spell poets who arrived after them burst out with incomparable power.

As the spell of modulation and frustration continued to sound, a tall wall of ice rose from the ground, and the solid wall of ice exuded a cold aura, blocking the way of the jackals, and then, a huge wave more than ten meters high was summoned, like a tsunami slamming into the gap in the city wall, and the charging jackal soldiers and the collapsed stones were stirred together by the huge waves, and were washed to pieces.

The Jackals' offensive was broken down in an instant.

A team of fierce bloody axes killed a bloody path and rushed towards the female elf mage, the female elf mage retreated, while quickly casting spells, and the aura bombs roared out one after another, killing the bloody axes one by one, as easy as a child playing a game of stone throwing.

Mu Kai, who had just solved his opponent and came to support, happened to see this scene and was shocked beyond measure.

This is the real magic, the world's highest-level power system!

With the power of one person, turn the tide of the whole battle!

He knew the power of magic, and the vast wasteland between the southern part of Grudinin and Dean was formed by the magicians of the ivory tower versus Barles, but this was the first time he had seen a high-level professional perform magic.

A splash of water burst next to him, and the jackal soldiers around him were blown apart, and the condensed water droplets mixed with blood splattered on his face, but the destructive power of magic did not affect him in the slightest.

True to its magician race, the female elf mage has mastered magic and the elements.

If you can control such power, when the darkness falls, you should have more hope of survival!

"However, let's solve the problem at hand first!"

Mukai wiped the blood from his face and sideways to avoid the jackals' slashes, his sword stabbing diagonally upwards, the sharp blade piercing through the enemy's wrist.

The one of the jackal officers, he let out a low howl of pain, and the sword of Ossis fell to the ground in his hand.

The weapons of the jackals were not limited to the swords in their hands, the sharp claws and fangs were also lethal weapons, and the wounded jackal officer did not pick up the weapons that had fallen on the ground, and pounced directly on Mukai.

From Barnice to the village of Gurudin, in the continuous battles, Mukai is also constantly accumulating actual combat experience, and it is not difficult to deal with a gnolla who has lost his weapon, even without the aid of perception.

However, there was no room for carelessness on the battlefield, and no matter how much he pounced, he also encountered Mu Kai, and the Jackal Officer finally became ferocious, and he caught Mu Kai at the cost of being impaled in the abdomen.

When the sword pierced the belly, the gnoll man did not retreat, but pounced forward, allowing the blade to pass through his body, taking the opportunity to stick to Mu Kai.

The sharp wolf claws clasped Mu Kai's right shoulder, and the injured left hand grabbed Mu Kai's throat.

The jackal had a lot of strength, and Mu Kai couldn't break free, so he could only raise his left arm to block, and several blood grooves with deep bones were immediately dug out of his arm, and the skin and flesh rolled up, and a piece of flesh and blood was blurred.

He endured the pain and twisted the hilt of his sword sharply with his right hand.

The jackal officer howled in pain, but took another step forward, sandwiching Mu Kai's right hand holding the sword between the two of them along with the hilt, and flipped his right hand, locking Mu Kai's left hand, and changing the left hand to a hug, holding Mu Kai tightly in his arms.

Then, the gnoll stared at the scarlet eyes, opened his bloody mouth, lowered his head and bit at Mu Kai's neck, his sharp teeth were no different from those of a beast, and the bite force was naturally not bad, if he was bitten, it was enough to bite his neck off.