War! War! War!

I was followed by the roar of more than thirty forsaken.

At this moment, without the sword of Damocles hanging above their heads, at this moment, as they swore to defend me, landed safely, and at this moment, they finally broke out with the combat power and cruelty they deserved.

The roar of more than 30 people in unison shook the heavens and the earth and resounded through the sky. Without any further worries, more than thirty people showed their fangs and claws to the enemy like hungry wolves entering a flock.

Under the swords of more than thirty Forsaken Ones, the Walking Corpse Shield Warriors who had been scattered by Godor earlier were like chickens and dogs, and they were instantly overturned by more than thirty Forsaken Ones, and everywhere the Forsaken Ones went, they were all stumps and broken arms.

Watching my comrades fight hard to kill the enemy also detonated the blood in my heart, the ultra-pure dead air flowed all over my body, the broken bones began to heal, and after three seconds, there were no injuries on my body except for the rotten flesh that had been roasted and shriveled.

Roar!

With a loud roar, the ultra-pure death qi suddenly gathered in my legs, and with force under my feet, I catapulted twenty meters away like an arrow, yes, it was so magical, it was like a special spring that ejected twenty meters away.

Twenty meters, this has jumped in front of all the forsaken, directly to the abomination circle where Godor is.

Rumble!

The soles of the feet collided with the ground, and the bluestone-paved streets were torn apart, and the rubble splattered, and the beaters screamed in disgust.

"Godor, come out of town with me!"

The two-handed broadsword had already burned beyond recognition when it split the giant fireball, and there was no weapon, but how could I be blessed with my innate divine power, coupled with the bloodthirsty super blessing, I picked up an abominable calf next to me, and turned it in a circle on the spot like a sledgehammer, knocking down countless enemies, and then slamming it forward.

Godor glanced back at me, and a pair of large and small eyes lit up as if he had discovered some new continent.

"Cheer me up!" Godor shouted, two hands the size of a fan grasped the two hated big bald heads, and as soon as the thick arms were forced, the large men weighing thousands of pounds were lifted up by him.

The four-meter-tall abomination in front of the six-meter-tall Godor is like a ten-year-old child in front of a one-meter-eighty-nine adult strong man, and that "small body" is really the same as talking about two mallets, so it's easy not to want it.

Suddenly, the few remaining haters around him fell into bad luck, and each of them was smashed by the super-large **** "dancing" in the air, and his head was cracked, and he began to stand up on the ground with a scream.

"Rush out!"

With the "new weapon", Godor was like a child with a new toy, and he played with two painful abominations at the broken city gate, and I almost wanted to kick him to death, of course, if it weren't for the two impermeable abominations, I would have kicked him to death.

I reprimanded him, and Godor was a little aggrieved, but he still rushed out of the city again according to my wishes.

At this point, all four lines of defense that the dark dean Garding had managed to form were broken through by us - the giant fireball was split by my sword, the twenty death knights were strangled by nearly fifty forsaken people, hundreds of walking corpse shield warriors were scattered by Godor and the Forsaken, the dozen abominations were almost all destroyed by Goddor, and the only three or four remaining were broken by me and the Forsaken who followed them.

Rushing out of Hillsbrad doesn't mean we're out of danger, in fact, it's just where the real battle begins.

As far as the eye can see, the mountains are full of undead, walking corpses, skeletons, ghouls...... Although they are all low-level undead, there are too many of them, not anywhere else, just where I can see, at least there are thousands of them.

As the saying goes, the number of people is boundless, but the thousands of undead in my eyes make me feel like I am being blocked by mountains and seas, or the most terrifying thing about the natural disasters and undead is his number, this is just to catch me, Arthas dares to send so many troops, I am enough.

"Rush to the southwest!"

With so many natural disasters and undead, fighting hard is definitely looking for death, and only getting rid of them quickly is the right way, of course, it would be better if you could lead them to the defense line of the living.

Exactly to the southwest, the southern watchtower, where a large number of living armies are stationed.

Godor shook his head, stupidly couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south, and actually rushed towards the north, making me so angry that I almost vomited blood, the north is the direction of the teleportation circle, going to the north, that is really self-defeating, the Scourge Legion can drown us just by using the tactics of the sea of people.

"Wrong direction, this way."

It was really nothing, and the escape for my life was so comic, and Godor ran towards the crowded places, and I yelled and yelled behind him, and occasionally jumped up and kicked him in the thigh, and more than thirty of the Forsaken followed me with a constipated face......

I think this kind of helpless, angry, and funny situation should be a situation that I don't want to think about in my life.

Fortunately, Goddor's ears were still sensitive, and after I yelled more than ten times, he finally turned around and asked with a cute face, "Little man, what do you always tickle me, I haven't killed enough." ”

"Kill you paralyzed, the direction is wrong, hurry up and follow me, I'll take you for honor."

At this time, there is no time to teach Godor any life skills to go up and down, south, left, west, and east, so it is the king to quickly pull this stupid big man back to his side. Sure enough, after hearing the word honor, Godor followed me to the southwest with a big grin, and asked as he ran, "If I go back this time, I will be able to surpass Winster in rank, right?" ”

“……”

For this question, it's like I'll be older than my brother in three years, and Winster, a special person, has not killed fewer enemies, and the reward for meritorious deeds is not much less than yours.

Ignoring Goddor's brain-dead problem, I picked up the sword he dropped as I took out a skeleton warrior in his way, and headed for the southwest.

As I continued to rush and kill, I felt more and more compelled to get me an exclusive set of weapons, as the strength continued to increase, the standard weapons became more and more unable to meet my needs, not to mention the weight was too light, the key was not strong enough, just split the giant fireball, and the two-handed broadsword that was said to be added to Mithril bought from the old blacksmith Herman for five gold coins was scrapped, how can this support my stronger and stronger strength?

Moreover, the two-handed broadsword is still a little small for me, after today, my buddy has the incomparably powerful weapon of bloodthirsty, and I have to get two big swords worthy of my height of nearly one meter nine.

Just as I was thinking about the exclusive weapon, Winster suddenly said, "Oh no, the power is waning, and the bloodthirsty effect is about to pass." ”

I felt it carefully, and sure enough, as Winster said, the ultra-pure death qi in the body is constantly weakening, this time I am really scared, at this time I am in the sea of the undead, more than thirty people rely on the support of the ultra-pure death qi to quickly kill a bloody path in the enemy army, if the bloodthirsty effect disappears at this time, it will not only greatly reduce our advance speed, but also make us fall into a terrible stage of weakness.

"Damn, speed me up, and make sure to break out of the enemy's encirclement before the bloodthirsty effect wears off."

In fact, there is no need to rush, except for the fool of Goddor, everyone around me knows how to break out of the enemy line in the shortest possible time.

Therefore, in the face of the countless sea of undead, everyone gathered their strength and rushed towards the southwest. (To be continued.) )