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As far as the eye can see, there is a defeat.

For the aliens, burning, killing and looting are self-defeating, and they don't even need to worry about logistics.

Russell silently looked around, and at his feet was a frozen alien corpse, and he was still too late to prevent the tragedy from happening.

Failure is not terrible, it is habit that is terrible.

Russell felt like he was going further and further down the most terrible path. It had been three days since the fall of the fortress, he had killed many aliens, and he had witnessed the death of many people, and the number of this 'many' was far greater than in his previous life, and he felt a little numb, because his emotions were becoming less and less fluctuating, and his heart was becoming less and less turbulent.

Can a person who is indifferent to life and death still be called a human being?

"My lord, the surviving child has been found."

A soldier leads five dirty children to Russell and explains that they were found at the bottom of an abandoned well.

Russell's current mission was to bring back the victims of the war, and in just three days, the alien race pushed the battle line into the territory for another 300 kilometers, and only after the arrival of General Olivia did he stop the strong momentum of the alien race. This village is just a microcosm of lost territory, which happens everywhere every day. Originally, as a member of the Four Laws Legion, this kind of thing was not his task, but there was no one in the original defenders, and the dispatch of reinforcements from all over the country was not so smooth, so it was really unavailable, so the Four Laws Legion could only be dispatched.

He crouched down and looked at the children.

The children's eyes were full of tears, and their young faces were full of fear, and they looked at Russell with fear, clenching the hem of their clothes, not daring to make the slightest move.

The innocent age has suffered such a big change, this is not what they should have experienced.

Russell pulled them in front of him one by one, gently wiped away their tears, touched their heads, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, you are safe, the army will protect you." ”

The children were still trembling, but they nodded with sobs.

Russell stood up and clenched his fists. There seems to be a flame burning in his heart, people are not plants, who will be truly ruthless? Calmness is by no means nature, but comes from the ability to control emotions, he is not indifferent to life and death, nor is he numb, but just repression, and this repression comes from excessive control.

"Life and death are fateful, but it is by no means something that you miscellaneous people can trample on at will!"

The storm that precedes tranquility will eventually erupt.

"Back to the station!"

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A foreign race is a foreign race after all, savage and ignorant. They have always burned and destroyed the cities and villages they occupied, and they have not been able to form effective control over the occupied areas, let alone make full use of the resources under their control.

After the initial united breach of the fortress, they went their separate ways.

It was in this way that Russell and others were able to carry out search and rescue operations in their occupied areas, and now they have completed a round of search and rescue and placed people in temporary stations.

It's time to return to the city, staying for a long time is not a long-term solution, now this is the enemy's sphere of influence, sooner or later it will be discovered, and leaving early is the best policy.

There will definitely be omissions, but that's the reality.

The dragon-like flow of people winds through the field paths, which is a queue of thousands of people, among whom there are far more civilians than soldiers, only about three hundred soldiers, and they must take these people back safely, and the pressure is very high.

"Enemy... Enemy attack. ”

The scouts in the distance ran wildly, and before anyone arrived, the hoarse sound of prompts arrived. Behind him, twenty monsters with one-eyed horns were in hot pursuit, some of them were yellow, some blue, and some were black, looking fat but not slow.

"Ogre! That's an ogre! ”

Some people recognized them, ogres are wild creatures that have more contact with humans, and the word "cannibal" can be seen, and this contact is certainly not in a positive sense.

Ogres have true demonic blood, and in the interracial alliance, they are a superior race, with great strength, good intelligence, and the ability to produce wizards. In the fortress, the one who uses the circle to teleport the loach giant is a two-headed ogre mage.

The crowd was in a commotion at the hearing of the 'ogre', and some children even cried, but fortunately the army remained stable for the time being, at least not allowing the civilians to flee in all directions.

The ogre rushed to a position two hundred meters in front of the army and stopped. Their one-eyed spin is a sign of excitement.

"So much food!"

"The Great Bloodhammer Clan announced..."

The black ogre raised the hammer in his hand, "You're going to be dinner today!" ”

With that, the ogres rushed towards the army.

"Fight!"

With so many people, it was useless to escape, and the leader of the search and rescue team chose to fight. Outnumbered, even if it was an ogre, there were only twenty of them.

【Ogre Boss (Silver Tier 7)×1】

【Ogre Wizard (Silver Level 5)×1】

【Ogre Warrior (Silver Tier 1) ×10】

【Ogre Warrior (Bronze Tier 10)×8】

Russell used the Pupil of Truth to see their level clearly, and roughly understood their strength level. He directly found the ogre wizard, he knew the level of the search and rescue team very well, the mage was only him, and the spellcaster was just right to fight the caster.

"You're too weak."

The blue ogre wizard looked bloated and fat with a big belly, but those were real tight muscles, looking at the skinny Russell in front of him, his eyes shrunk into a grain of millet mockingly, his mouth grinned, and he waved his big stick disdainfully.

His strength is indeed strong, and a random blow can directly knock a large hole in the ground.

Russell dodged and retreated, intact.

[Strength 20, Agility 14, Intelligence 16, Constitution 20, Perception 12]

By concentrating on using the True Pupil on a single target, Russell was able to learn more specific information. As a wizard, he has such a strong strength and physique, and both attributes have reached the level of 'extraordinary', which is simply amazing, but this is the racial talent of the ogre's pervert.

Russell stared at the ogre, who would be the first silver-tier creature he would fight in this world, and the opponent's level was level 5, so he was not allowed to be careless:

"Allocate all your energy to the mage class."

[Energy consumption value is 5730, the mage level is increased to bronze level 8, the energy value required for the next upgrade is 230/1300, and free attribute points are obtained 5]

[Attribute point allocation completed, Intelligence +5, magic pool expansion, mana enhancement]

[Part-time penalty, the energy required to upgrade the warrior class is increased to 1950 (the experience required for mage upgrade × 1.5)]

After exhausting the accumulated energy value in one go, Russell's strength instantly rose to a new level, and he was full of confidence.

The element of ice condensed a seven-foot sword in Russell's hands, and the ogre had an innate [Spell Resistance], and blind long-range bombardment was of little use to him, and the combination of skills and spells was the most useful.

Holding the ice sword in both hands and rushing towards the ogre, Russell catapulted, his legs contracted, and he swooped down, using the potential energy of the fall, and slammed downward, a frontal slash.

The ogre held the stick horizontally and blocked it with ease.

Click!

The Ice Sword shattered, and instead of hitting the ground, the tiny shards of ice stabbed straight at the ogre.

Cover the landing.

"Polar Ice Piercing!"

Russell pressed his palms to the ground, and nine sharp icicles broke through the ground, but they were blocked on the surface of his body, and he couldn't penetrate the ogre's body for half a minute.

"Bugs!"

"Are you tickling!"

Sweeping away the icicles with contempt, the ogre wizard began to chant, flames converging in his mouth, his head turning, one-eyed onto Russell, and a barrage of fireballs fireed.

Russell dodges around the ogre wizard while closing the distance step by step, and he waits for an opportunity.

"Hand of Ice!"

Avoiding twelve fireballs in a row, the ogre wizard didn't expect Russell to be so sensitive, the magic power was violently consumed, and the strength was not high, Russell punched, and in his direction, a fist composed of white frozen gas directly dispersed the fireball, shaking the ogre back a few steps.

With another uppercut, the ogre closed its mouth, and a fireball that had just been condensed exploded in its own mouth.

Ogres don't have good intelligence attributes, they don't have a strong sense of the elements, and once they enter the spellcasting state, they can't move.

Now, Russell knocked him out of the spell state.

The ogre wizard fell to the ground, smoke coming out of his mouth, his eyes glowing red, his skin reddening, and his whole body growing taller and thicker.

"Bloodlust."

Russell wouldn't give him a chance to use it, and he pressed one hand to the ogre's lower abdomen, and the magic power of his whole body boiled... Rushing, slamming into the ogre's body.

"Ice Blast!"

The ogre's body swelled, and a series of dull explosions rang out inside him, each time an ice edge burst open, tearing flesh apart, and finally only a ball of ice thorns remained.

Attacks from outside the body can be resisted, but what about attacks from the body?

Russell didn't look at it, and he didn't stop at all.

The black-skinned ogre leader and the search and rescue leader are in a battle together, and the two are inseparable, and several other places are also in a stalemate, and if this momentum continues, the battle here will become protracted and difficult to distinguish the winner or loser.

Russell won't let that happen, and if he opens the deadlock, he will expand the advantage. Wandering through the warbands, Russell transforms into an ogre harvester.

- "Send me to hell to repent!" ”

With twenty against thousands, the arrogant ogre paid for his arrogance with his life.

In the face of the torrent of spells, the Bloodhammer Clan is completely wiped out!