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Lan Wu looked at the miraculous scene in front of him, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth. This guy who suddenly appeared in front of me is really unusual, and anyone who sees such a thing must be shocked.

Angel.

Yes, it was an angel who appeared in his field of vision, and he was an acquaintance. The dreamlike wings of light swayed lightly in the wind, holding a pure white lightsaber nearly three meters long.

"Tyrrell." Lan Wu pinched his arm, it hurt. This is indeed not a hallucination. But here comes the problem again. Sisldin is also a summoner who practiced the Great Summoning Technique, and summoned the archangel Tyrell in one fell swoop?

Lan Wu didn't believe that the famous archangel Tyrell would willingly obey the call of a barbarian. I don't think I've seen this birdman so caring in the Demon Fortress. But the facts are in front of you, and the angel who suddenly appeared in front of him is indeed the archangel Tyrell, and it is exactly the same.

"Kill him."

A vicious shout from under the hills interrupted Lan Wu's thoughts, and he redrew his attention back to the battlefield. He looked at it fixedly, and immediately admired it.

Hurtado, the most violent of the three of the Greira, was the first to attack the archangel Tyrell, who was floating more than three meters above the ground. A figure flashed in mid-air, bringing up a cold light that slashed head-on at Tyrell.

"Bull ......" Lan Wu witnessed Ultado's fierce attack on Tyrell, and as soon as a word popped out of his heart, he was instantly shocked by the fierceness of Guerrera and other barbarians.

With a loud shout from Hurtado, Guerrera and the other barbarians jumped up one after another, and the big bird pounced on the archangel who seemed to be still asleep in mid-air.

"......" Lan Wu witnessed these fierce barbarians, and it was really difficult to express the shock in his heart in words.

Isn't this birdman a god worshipped by humans? Why don't these barbarians seem to have a living god in their hearts? It really doesn't matter if you beat an angel like this?

Several question marks sprung up in Lan Wu's mind one after another. He didn't know that although the barbarians were also members of the human race, they believed in only one god.

Immortal King Bourkeso.

Only the toughest barbarian in history could convince these fighting peoples. If the Immortal King is not counted, then in their minds there is only the Holy Mountain of Arret, and there are no other gods.

"Die!" Hurtado smirked as he watched his two-handed sword slash down from the center of Tyrell's eyebrows, his eyes full of intent.

But Tyrell suffered such a fatal injury and remained indifferent. I saw that the wound that had been extending down from the center of my eyebrows gradually healed, and finally disappeared without a trace, and even a little scar was not left. The only difference was that the faint holy light emanating from his body dimmed slightly.

Hurtado obviously knew that his sword could only do so much damage to Tyrell. As soon as he landed, he jumped up again, and slashed down with his sword as usual. And in this gap, the attack of Guerrera and other barbarians also crept in.

Led by Greira, various weapons crisscrossed Tyrell's body one after another with a faint light. With each hit, the light emanating from Tyrell's body dimmed slightly. Nearly thirty barbarians had walked around, and he had become indistinguishable from a normal human, at best taller, with a faint white light that was barely detectable on his body.

The tacit understanding between Guerrera and the others is quite good. Every Barbarian didn't get in the way of his teammates. As if they had agreed in advance, no more than two people would hit Tyrell at the same time. When the last barbarian slashed through Tyrell's body, Urtador's attack came again.

But this time he didn't get a good deal.

Tyrell in mid-air was hit one after another, and suddenly opened his eyes as if he had come to his senses. With only one side of his body, he avoids Hurtado's two-handed sword, and he doesn't even touch it.

"Hell." Hurtado muttered and interrupted his jumping attack, and Mali kicked Tyrell, trying to use his strength to escape. It's a pity that he thinks a little too much.

When Tyrrell came to his senses, it was clear that he was starting to show his toughness. Hurtado kicked him, and he grabbed Hurtado's right ankle with lightning speed, and then picked up the giant man, who was nearly two meters tall, and slammed it to the ground.

"Greira, help me." Hurtado has certainly lost his center of gravity, but he has long remembered the position of his teammates. The closest to him at this time was Guerrera.

Before he could finish speaking, he saw that Hurtado was about to fall to the ground, and suddenly a storm of blades swept from the side. As if he had already communicated with Greira, Hurtado slammed his hands down, pressing them on the face of the giant axe that was spinning at high speed.

How mighty is the whirlwind of the barbarians. The high-speed rotating giant axe is like the saw blade of a cutting machine at this moment, and if you are not careful, let alone borrow force, I am afraid that it will be broken down into a pile of meat sauce in an instant. But Hurtado relied on a little bit of leverage at this moment to stabilize the center of gravity and regain control. A set of perfect standard mid-air turns of 720 degrees and landed steadily on the ground.

Lan Wu witnessed this juggling-like thrilling scene on the hills, and there was only one word left in his heart. If it were someone else, I'm afraid it would be a pile of minced meat now.

At this time, Hurtado seemed to know that the angel had regained its full strength, and cautiously retreated to the back a few times, surrounded by Guerrera and other barbarians. As for the survivors of Siselding, they didn't care. The previous outbreak was quite powerful, and Sisreddin and the others were all seriously injured, and I am afraid that they will not be able to recover their combat strength in less than ten minutes.

"Damn, how could an angel appear." Hurtado spat bloody spit on the ground. Although he escaped the catastrophe with his own strength just now, he also suffered a little internal injury. Archangels don't touch that way.

"Grayla, what should I do?" Uta at the other end also had nothing to do with this angel. The three of them surrounded Tyrell in a triangle, but they were able to face the archangel Tyrell, who had shown his might in the Battle of Original Sin that year.

"Attack, don't give him a chance to recover." Greira was a fierce man who broke into the second layer of the Worldstone Fortress with just five barbarians, and she immediately sensed that Tyrell was rapidly absorbing the demonic energy around her. The faint layer of holy light on his body, which was almost undetectable, was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Regained the backbone, and Hurtado and other barbarians were completely unrestrained. In the blink of an eye, there was a whooshing sound in the air. Barbarians pounced like fleas on Tyrell in mid-air. Although the angel is awesome, in the face of the attack of nearly thirty barbarians who are not afraid of death, they also failed to avoid being hit.

At this time, a cold light flashed in Lan Wu's eyes, and he quickly took out the Legendary Sword from the space bag. (To be continued.) )