As the dwarven roar fell, large expanses of floating sand appeared on the arena like waves, and at the same time, there were whirlpools of sand in the middle, but they quickly disappeared. And it seems that after precise calculations, this sudden quicksand area not only completely covered the angle where the Romulo knight was located, but also arranged a large line of guards behind Guderian, as if it was deliberately lengthening the depth to prevent the wolf from riding at a high speed.

"Ha, you're going to run again!"

Standing up again, the dwarf laughed at Rodit. With the talent of "quicksand", the originally empty gladiatorial arena immediately changed from a smooth road to a dangerous road, and there was no room to roam and maneuver freely.

Although the Romulo knight on the opposite side didn't know what the spell-like spell summoned by the dwarves was, he knew that the situation was not good when he saw a faint sand shadow appearing on the ground around him, especially those fleeting sand vortices gave Rodit a sense of danger. As a veteran Wolfgang who has fought in the Hurricane Wasteland for many years, of course he knows the horror of quicksand traps, even if he has a beast to ride, once he falls into it, it will be difficult to get out for a while.

"Well, this is the natural spell of the Earth Moradin, which can cover such a wide area, and it already has considerable tactical value... He is worthy of being the 'beloved son' of Moradin. ”

Off the field, seeing Guderian "show weakness" to successfully trick Rodit into a narrow corner area and set up a quicksand field to limit the opponent's mobility, Midamoya was not anxious, but showed appreciation.

However, Ronnie on the side was cold-faced, as if he was angry at Rodit's carelessness.

"Hey. Boy, don't say I don't give it a chance. Now you have two choices, either you wag your tail and jump off the field, or you can be thrown out by me into rice. Pick one! ”

After holding back for a long time, Guderian finally had a chance to avenge Fang Cai's revenge. And the lethality of the relatively "round" and "wagging tail" can be said to be more than that of a werewolf.

"Bastard! Arrogant! ”

Sure enough, hearing such humiliation, Rodit only felt that his lungs were about to explode! Although werewolves are orcs, they have a very strong sense of self-esteem and will never tolerate anyone comparing themselves to dogs that "wag their tails and beg for mercy".

Furious and angry. Rodit is a wolf. Ignoring the threat of the quicksand field, he rushed straight towards the dwarf.

"Stupid!" Ronnie couldn't help but shout angrily when he saw that his subordinates would be teased lightly by the other party.

"Alas, the greatest sorrow of Krulord is not that the land is remote and the resources are poor, but that the warriors of the empty martial arts continent are difficult to control and control." The other side. Clausewitz, who was watching the battle, also sighed almost at the same time.

As the old werewolf said. In the First, Second and Third Punic Wars. In the early days of the war, Krolod had a great strategic advantage, and his strongest troops even reached the city of Standwell, which was only one step away from destroying Erathia. But here's what makes it suffocating. Often when the war enters the middle game, the shortcomings of the Beamon warriors' wild, bloodthirsty, and difficult to calm down race will be magnified countless times by the battlefield environment and enemy schemes. At such a moment, the Romulo knight on the field knew that the other party had set a trap, but after a few simple words of scolding, he couldn't resist the blood boiling in his chest and charged recklessly, and the consequences were naturally not good. Sometimes, Clausewitz really can't help but think that if the Beamon soldiers can have the strict tactical discipline of humans, I am afraid that it will not take ten years for Krulrod to dominate the pan-continent again.

However, Rodit naturally did not know the respective thoughts of Ronnie and Clausewitz off the field, and at the moment there was only one target in his bloodshot eyes, and that was Guderian's head!

Unfortunately, anger can add to the Beamon warrior's will to fight, but it can also send them to a difficult position.

Only rushed out more than ten meters, and when the claw pad of the beast pro-seat wolf stepped silently again, the originally seemingly solid ground at its foothold suddenly collapsed violently, turning into a fine sand vortex. At this time, the wolf tried to regain his strength but it was too late, and in a furious wolf howl, the Romulo knight was trapped in a sand pit formed by magical power, and could not move again.

"Hehe, still not convinced!?"

Seeing that the other party finally "fell into the groove", the dwarf immediately laughed triumphantly. The talent of the Earth Moradin, the "quicksand technique", is not easy to match, even if a Beamon berserker of the same level is trapped, don't even think about climbing out for a while.

"Sample, I asked you to choose well just now, but I didn't listen, and now I can't even wag my tail in the sand, right? Ha ha! Seeing Rodit struggling in the quicksand vortex with a disgraced face, the dwarf laughed directly, and then continued: "Hey, don't say that Uncle Guderian won't give you a chance. So, it's okay if you can't shake your tail, it's okay to stick out your tongue for me, haha, I'll take you back to eat meat! ”

If you want to say that the first place in the selection of Olympus mouth damage, Guderian thinks that he is second, and absolutely no one dares to call it first. It was too much to let the werewolf wag his tail just now, and now it is even more outrageous to make people stick out their tongues and "flatter".

Sure enough, when he heard the dwarf's humiliation again, Rodit felt that if he didn't do anything more, he was afraid that the whole person would be angry. Immediately unable to break free from the bunker, the Romulo knight roared, and the beast wolf immediately opened his huge kiss, and at the same time, a miniature storm condensed and roared in the wolf's mouth.

The next moment, only to hear a fierce howl from the beast, a winged wind blade flew out of its mouth, and shot straight at the dwarf with a terrible howl that cut through the air.

"I'm slot! Chill the arrows! ”

Unexpectedly, the Romulo knight would also play this kind of long-range attack "spell-like", and Guderian was immediately stunned.

God knows, the Beamon warrior is recognized as a "magical insulator" on the mainland, and he has never heard of any other racial skill except for "madness". But I didn't expect to meet a wolf who can spit out "qi spells" today, which is magical.

"This is Romulo's mad technique - 'Compressed Air Blade', which violently squeezes the air inside the wolf's snout to create a sharp air blade that kills and injures enemies." Clausewitz was quick to introduce.

"I see, it's not a spell-like spell, it's a special madness technique." Moriarty nodded.

However, Guderian on the field didn't care if the wind blade was a spell-like or something else. Caught off guard, the dwarf was knocked upside down by the swift air blade. If it weren't for the solid defense of the "Loyal Dwarf" set, I'm afraid that Guderian would have seen blood. But before the dwarf could get up from the ground, the second wind blade arrived again, and hit the big butt he pouted up, almost giving Guderian a direct report.

"Youma! Dare to put a trick! Finally, he dodged the third wind blade with a rolling belt, and the dwarf cursed before he could stand up.

"Fool, die!"

As if he didn't want to pay attention to Guderian at all, Rodit just drank hard, and the fourth air blade in the beast's wolf's kiss flew out again. Even if he is still in the sand, the Romulo Knight, as Wolfgang's ace, is still capable of bombarding the enemy to the slag.

"Play against the bomb!? Uncle Ben is not afraid! ”

Seeing that the wind blade was about to hit again, Guderian didn't have time to curse, and directly turned the gavel and threw it forward. Immediately, the twelve Goge Magic Crystals inlaid on the mallet lit up in unison. Then, a fist-sized fireball shot out from the mallet of Super Rock, flying straight towards the incoming air blade.

"Boom!"

In the next second, the small fireball and the wind blade struck together, and immediately burst open at the same time, scattering into a fierce and chaotic flow of air and flames.

"Demon storage weapons?"

Seeing the dwarf suddenly pull out a small fireball, the werewolf duke couldn't help but raise his eyebrows again.

"I heard that Moriarty was an alchemist with great skill, and even in Bracada he had a considerable reputation. It was not surprising that the dwarf, as his follower, had such excellent magical equipment. Ronnie on the side said coldly with half envy and half disdain.

"A good knife is Wolfgang's third arm. It's a pity that none of us in Krulrod have any talent in ordnance making or alchemy, and even those ordinary swords need to be imported through Guò Black - Erathia and Bracada. Otherwise, the United Kingdom will at least be able to rise to a higher level of strength. Ignoring his son's unspeakable thoughts, Duke Midamoa sighed directly.

"Father, since this Moriarty has such good technology, aren't we...?"

Finally, the knight of the summer palace couldn't help but make a secret gesture with his right hand to draw his sword. Even if he can't completely take the other party for his own use, as long as he takes advantage of today's opportunity to detain him and ask for magic items or alchemical weapons in exchange, it will be a rare opportunity for Wolfgang.

"Don't be blinded by greed or jealousy. People are here to visit, do you want to disgrace Wolfgang's reputation!? The Werewolf Grand Duke glanced unceremoniously at Ronnie, who was immediately embarrassed.

And at this moment, there was suddenly another explosion in the gladiatorial arena. The knight of the summer palace hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see another small fireball exploding in the air against the air blade ejected by Romulo's beast himself.

"How many spells are in that mallet!?" Ronnie couldn't help but frown again.

And as if answering the heart of the summer palace knight, seeing that two small fireballs in a row successfully intercepted the opponent's air blade, Guderian was also confident. Immediately, he didn't do it endlessly, and he was as fierce as beating rice cakes and slammed three hammers in a row. Immediately, three more small fireballs burst out like a fish, forming a column and shooting towards the "fixed target" Rodit.

In the face of such a "inhumane" spell bombardment, no matter how fierce the Romulo beast is, he can't treat the spitting wind blade as a spitting spitting for money. Finally, after barely blocking the first two, a third small fireball hit the Romulo Knight, causing a blast.

And as if he hadn't enjoyed it yet, Guderian at this time actually waved the super Rock Gall again.

As a result, a complete version of the second-level fireball spell appeared in "The Great Anticipation", and then turned into a stream of fire, smashing into Rodit and his beast wolf, who had just been blown up. (To be continued......)