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Under the leadership of Durand, this elite combat detachment of less than fifty people condensed into one, and soon, the dwarven team broke through a huge gap.

With the support of Nightwing and Marca and others, Durand hardly needs to think about defense, and the knife is an offensive move. With each sword, a dwarven general will be harvested. Durand carefully uses "armed extension", and only when faced with a large number of dwarven generals will he decisively transform and fight.

The rest of the time, Durand only used the Judgment Sword against the enemy, and did not waste energy levels to use armed extension, otherwise if all energy levels were drained, it would be really a dead end.

"Excellent! If you continue like this, you will soon be able to break through! Both vice-captains roared excitedly.

But when they looked at Marca, Nightwing, and Duland, there was no ease on their faces. At this time, Nightwing's face suddenly moved slightly, and he said, "Duland, be careful." ”

Nightwing's brief warning words made Durand hear a rare solemnity, and he looked up at the front, his gaze over a wave of dwarves and finally landing on a dwarven general.

This dwarven general is unusual.

Most of the dwarven generals joined forces in pairs, but this one was alone, and the black dwarves around him were running wildly, but he stood there steadily, motionless, like a statue. This dwarf is physically stronger than the other dwarven generals, especially the forearm muscles and two thighs, to the point of being somewhat perverted.

He stood on the path of the arrows, impartially. It seems to be quietly waiting for Durand to take the initiative to bump into it.

Durand kept moving high, but his knife-sharp gaze loomed over the dwarf. The seven-colored light in his pupils flickered a few times, and his face became calm: "...... Energy level of 8o units. This dwarven general's energy level is so much higher than that of other dwarf generals......"

Most of the dwarven generals encountered so far have energy levels between 2o and 5o units, but almost none have exceeded 5o energy levels.

In Duland's field of vision, there are black dwarves on all sides. Behind him, there were occasional exclamations and screams, which Durand knew were the sounds of a member of the team who couldn't keep up with the progress of the team being killed by a dwarf.

"It seems that if we don't break through again. I'm afraid I'm going to get stuck here......" Durand muttered under his breath.

The problem is that there is also a surprisingly powerful dwarven general ahead, who is standing in Duland's path. With an energy level of up to 8o units, even Maca can't compare, which means that Nightwing and Maca may not be able to ensure that they bind each other! And if he can't effectively suppress the actions of the dwarven generals, Durand will not be able to calmly use his sword to harvest, and he is likely to miss.

In this case, try to get around. Or is it forced to break in?

Marca was obviously aware of this problem, and couldn't help but hesitate in his heart, and reasoned to tell him that being hard was the only option, and trying to get around it would only be futile. Once the team is lowered, it will be surrounded by dwarves. If you want to break out again, it's almost impossible.

However, the huge sense of oppression of the 8o unit energy level is repeatedly challenging Maka's reason.

“…… We have to be hard. Durand spoke.

The tone is very flat, but the voice reveals a hard and cold resoluteness.

Durand stared at the dwarven general not far ahead, and said lightly: "Old tactics." Hold that guy down, I'll strike a fatal blow! We don't have time to get around. To bypass it is to die, isn't it? ”

Maka twitched a few times, gritted his teeth and nodded.

At this moment, the mighty dwarven general moved, and strode up to meet him, his pace was not fast, but his steps were unusually heavy, and the mountains rumbled.

"It's coming!" Duland's gaze was awe-inspiring.

The rolling energy level poured into the judgment battle knife in his hand, and the purple light on Duland's body flashed, and the "armed extension" moved with all his strength, instantly transforming into his strongest state.

Almost at the moment when Durand completed his transformation, the two sides collided fiercely!

Nightwing and Maca struck almost simultaneously, restraining the Dwarven General's left and right hands with battle spells and the black knife "Night Beast", respectively, while the two Vice-Captains cast their own battle spells to pin the Dwarven General's feet to the ground.

This coordination has been used quite skillfully, and the qiē has also progressed very smoothly.

However, just as Durand swung his knife straight forward and stabbed the dwarf general's heart, the other party suddenly roared, and the muscles of his whole body swelled violently a few times!

"Roar...... Roar...... Roar Roar Roar!! The dwarven general stared at Durand, who had already rushed closer, as if he were crazy.

Isn't the energy level of 8o units a joke? Nightwing snorted, and Maca spat blood in shock, but both gritted their teeth and controlled the dwarf's arms. But the two vice-captains were still worse after all, one couldn't support it, and even let one of the dwarf general's feet break free!

"Oops!" Maca's eyes cracked.

He saw that Durand had already rushed in front of the dwarf, and Durand had even swung the knife in his hand, and the dwarf general kicked Durand in the abdomen!

This kick is too heavy!

Before he could kick it, Durand already felt the strong wind pressure almost blowing him out!

"Mr. Duland, don't force it! Stand back! Marca's roar rang out behind Duland.

Durand, however, could no longer hear it, for nothing could be heard in his ears except for the shrill whistling of the dwarf's heavy foot.

Besides, even if Durand hears Marca's words, he will never retreat!

Nightwing gritted her teeth, her face was a little pale, but there was a look of determination in her eyes, she snorted softly, and once again, the nine tails stretched out by the black knife "Night Beast" were originally only wrapped around the dwarf general's left arm, but at this time, they stretched sharply, struggling to wrap around the dwarf's leg and kick Durand!

Along the way, Nightwing and Durand get along day and night, sharing weal and woe, she already knows Duland's style and temper, and knows that Durand will definitely come hard in the face of the current situation, so she will not let Durand retreat for a while like Marca, but will do her best to try to save it as soon as possible.

It's a pity that Nightwing's current energy level is still too bad, and there are strong rules in the air, but they can't fully swing it.

And the energy level gap of nearly 8o units is no longer something that can be filled by the power of strong rules.

At this moment, no one had time to come to the rescue.

Nightwing, Maka, the two vice-captains, and even the team members who were frantically fighting with the dwarves couldn't help but look at the tall back at the front of the group, shrouded in purple light.

Almost everyone pinched a cold sweat for Duland. If Durand is killed, or severely damaged, this team will be completely finished.

Duland's eyes didn't move.

It's not deliberately calm, it's not crazy to fight to the death, it's just that there is no wave in the ancient well, and there is no trace of affection, just like the dwarf general opposite.

-- Durand has entered the realm of selflessness.

The next moment, the purple crown on Duland's head suddenly burst into an extremely bright light! A large area of misty purple light escaped from the three purple pupil gems, firmly enveloping the dwarven general in front of him!

At the critical moment, Durand finally opened up his only domain skill - the trial field!

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