"Knock, knock, knock......"

Similar to the sound of war drums, mixed with the sound of neat steps, a terrible roar emanated from the whole land, causing the entire ground to shake with it.

It's like a terrible earthquake that has struck, and everyone's body seems to be shaking up and down with the earth.

"Keep justice and courage in your bosom, it will enable you to overcome fear and gain inexhaustible strength......" The voice of the dwarven weapon master fell on the ears of many militiamen around him, stabilizing the morale of a wide area.

Huhu――――

Master Krek wielded the ironwood stick in his hand, and with each turn in his hand, he added a counterattack.

After the rapid knockdown whistling, the Weapon Master's stick will automatically counterattack the weapons that come from all directions, no matter how many attacks it faces.

When a particularly loud trumpet of the ogre blew through the wind. For a moment, the heat over Lol Cardin, as if the air had condensed, suddenly fell silent.

"Human blood exudes a magical power and vitality all the time. It was your human blood that brought our race through that remarkable process of transformation. ”

The old skin, the weather-beaten face, the wrinkles, and the opening of the mouth drove these wrinkles to twist into hideous lines.

He didn't have a tooth in his mouth anymore. In a pair of eyes, blown by the wind, the eyes are deeply sunken inward. Skinny, with skin and bones on his hands and high cheekbones on his face. Obviously, in general appearance, this is an old human man. But judging from his white bloodshot pupils, there was no doubt that this was a high-ranking ogre. It's just a human being. His ferocity, his bloodthirstiness, and his wickedness are no less than those monstrous 'beasts'.

The high-level ogres are already considered the elite of the ogre tribe, and most of them are professionals.

But seeing that he walked a hundred paces away from the Lorkadan militia, with some kind of threatening purpose, there was a slight strangeness in his voice, "............ Templeton, Bouvier, Onyx River Town, and Black Hills have all been captured by ogres, whether they are nobles, commoners, old people, women and children, all of them have become the food of our people. Humans of the town of Lorkadan, I say one last word before I order the destruction of this town......"

At the last moment, under his pale face, those green tendons seemed to be countless worms crawling on his face.

And this scream, surprisingly loud.

"Put down your weapons and run! - Run away, the faster you run, the better! ”

As soon as the other party's words fell, the sky turned into a gloomy child, and his gray face gradually sank, replaced by a heavy gray black, and there was a hideous giant face in it.

Many of the Lol Cardin militiamen were frightened by the sudden scene and the huge faces in the sky, and some of them were so timid that they even dropped their weapons on the ground.

At this moment, almost all of the ogre shops opened their bloody mouths, revealing neat and sharp teeth, and let out a savage war cry.

"Woo woo It's like the tinkling of pots and pans.

The morale of the ogres rose like the wind, and the militia of Lol Cardin cowered, holding the weapons in their hands and retreating with trembling steps, and their morale plummeted.

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Looking down at the life on the battlefield, at least so far, Yasuo is still very calm and calm.

Even the fighting morale that has been hard to inspire will face the reality of collapse in the blink of an eye.

It is impossible for such a large cloud to condense in the sky for no reason, and it is impossible for a huge face to hang in the air.

Yasuo's eyebrows were hot, as if they had been burned.

And this strong magic fluctuation made him feel very real. These are all magical illusions of the Bard, with some powerful secondary effects.

Although it is hard to imagine that in the ogre, there would be such a profession as a bard.

It's just that thinking of a high-level ogre can't be compared to an ordinary ogre. Yasuo was quickly relieved.

This magic fluctuation shows that the other party is also a bard equal to the third order, lower than the fourth order. And what he dictates is just an improvisation that caters to the shape in front of him. ”

While composed, Yasuo's mouth slightly outlined a slight arc. "Is it just a magical effect of this grade...... Now it's time to try, the same third-order bard, which one is weaker and which is stronger. ”

As we all know, as a scarce and special profession, bards below the seventh rank do not have direct attack power when they cast magical effects.

On the battlefield, it can only play some relatively strong or weak auxiliary roles.

The magic effect of the other party greatly hit the morale of the Lorkadan militia and greatly increased the bloodthirsty effect of the ogre army.

Such assistance would be absolutely disastrous for Lol Cardin. Lol Cardin has dome defenses, but if he slashes at the same time against tens of thousands of ogres, he is believed to not be able to last.

It's just that for Yasuo, a man who knows the bard profession well, and who has been studying hard in the spiritual prison for a thousand years, the little magic effect that the other party has exerted may not be at all insignificant.

There are a lot of epic things in my head. But at this time, Yasuo has to calculate the cost of 3ooo mana as the basis.

Beyond this boundary, it is necessary to replenish it quickly through guò totem liquid. But even if it is supplemented with totem liquid, this practice of hollowing out the spirit is still undesirable.

Yasuo expected that the previous activation of the epic totem pole and the lack of mana, even if it were replenished, would probably be overdrawn at the cost of 5 years of life......

It was getting late, and the ogre picked a night fight.

And at the moment when the sky was black and white, Yasuo's hands slowly raised, and in the middle of his hands was an unsheathed sword.

What he sang was a knightly proclamation of medieval knights!

"I swear - I will be kind to the weak."

"I swear - I will stand up to rape bravely. I swear to fight a qiē mistake. ”

"I swear to fight for the unarmed. I vow to help anyone who asks me for help. I swear not to hurt any woman. ”

"I vow to help my brother; I swear to be sincere with my friends; I swear to love me to the death. ”

The language is full of the most primitive magical power.

Yasuo's mind has a deep understanding of medieval chivalry.

The true story of the King Arthurian Knights of the Round Table, and the one about that period of history, are all in the deep sea of memory, surging stormy waves.

Along with Yasuo's yearning for chivalry, all his feelings and praises came out of Yasuo's mouth along with his personal feelings.

Finally, Yasuo raised his hand and pointed diagonally at the tens of thousands of ogres beneath the town of Lorkadan, "-Bet on the glory of this sword, I will protect Lorkadin to the end." Born with glory, died with honor, my heart is like my sword, I would rather bend than bend! ”

Hum――――

A huge hole was poked out of the dark curtain in the sky.

The sword body and the beam of light became one, like clear water flowing through the pond calmly and soothingly, and just behind Yasuo, a heavily armed knight suddenly stood straight up from the ground, and the magic illusion tens of meters high was as tall and majestic as a cliff, looking down at the dense and ugly and hideous weak creatures under his feet......

A magical illusion as tall as an ancient god, spitting out words.

Completely dispelled the negative effects of the ogre and inspired all the cowardly souls.

"Glory -- that is, my life!"

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