With his hands free, Barrett turned around and charged at the tattooed warrior monk who had been crushing and jumping up and down earlier. Although there were a considerable number of enemies in between, after unleashing the ability of 'Catapult Slash', Barrett's charge was like a fish swimming in water, easily shuttling past the opponent - after all, he no longer needed to engage in such a violent advance to intimidate the ordinary soldiers of the mammoth.

But at this juncture when Barrett went to reinforce Lalu and the anvil, there was a sudden sound of 'Boom! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Four cannon shots. This sudden change immediately attracted the attention of many seafarers who were still fighting. Immediately after that, the seafarers on the 'Lady of Passion' let out a deafening cheer: "It's the Mithril Core, it's the Mithril Core" frigate is here." ”

With such shouts, the morale of the sailors on both the Silver Sword Brave and the Lady of Passion was greatly boosted. On the other hand, the Mammoth Dynasty and the Noble Council immediately became panicked when they discovered such a change in their enemies.

You must know that now against the two Borem Led sailing ships, this coalition of the Mammoth Dynasty and the Council of Nobles is already very difficult. If the reinforcements of the Silver Sword Brave and the Lady of Passion had been to step in further, the battle would have been impossible for today's attackers.

Also noticing such a change, the tattooed warrior monk, who had just dodged the claw blade scratched by Lalu, immediately jumped backwards with a kick - obviously trying to get out of the battle for the time being. Of course, this does not mean that the guy is ready to retreat, it is likely that he wants to wait and see how the situation changes from a relatively safe position.

Because for the sudden appearance of the 'Mithril Core', not to mention the commanders of the Mammoth Dynasty and the Noble Council, even Barrett assured that he was visibly skeptical. Although he was busy raiding the tattooed warrior monk, he didn't have much energy to pay attention to this aspect. But I got the news from Captain Jody Lamond before. And High-Speed Barrett, who had already been clear from his last experience - even if it was a smooth ride, Mithril Core shouldn't have been able to merge with the Silver Sword Brave and the Lady of Passion at this point.

So unless Boreham used some unconventional means that outsiders don't know about. Otherwise, even if a ship appears and fires a warning shot, it is still unknown whether the Mithril Core will be or not. Therefore, it cannot be ruled out that the sailors on the Silver Sword Brave and the Lady of Passion deliberately used deception to scare themselves.

However, Lalu and Anvil, who had managed to win back a city, didn't intend to let the tattooed warrior monk out of the battlefield just like that. The catboy who got up immediately released like a charging spring that had been compressed to the extreme, and the whole person rushed towards the direction of the tattooed monk's retreat with a swish.

The light body and strong muscles made Lalu get closer to his goal in the blink of an eye. Sliding his legs and quickly retreating among the tattooed warrior monks. When he found out that Lalu was rushing towards him, he didn't feel the slightest nervousness - in his opinion, the current cat boy was just a delicious fruit, and someone protected him and didn't fight back. Now rushing over so recklessly, he can easily eat and wipe his mouth in minutes.

But as the tattooed warrior monk retreated, he straightened up, and opened his arms to teach Lalu how to be a human servant with a fist the size of a sandbag. The catboy, who had already narrowed the distance, did not accelerate further to launch a surprise attack. I saw his arm suddenly lift, and then a little chill appeared in the cuffs. Then, in the sound of "hissing" breaking through the air, a black shadow rushed towards the tattooed warrior monk.

In fact, using a Hidden Arrow like this is not the right choice. After all, the hidden weapon is the hidden weapon. After all, it must be used secretly, and the best effect can be achieved by being unprepared. Like the catboy, it is blatantly used as a 'bright weapon', and the target of the attack naturally increases the possibility of a successful dodge out of thin air.

But who let Lalu have no remote means to keep people now! With his lack of strength, even if he uses throwing weapons, it is difficult for him to pose much of a threat to the enemy. What's more, in order to ensure her flexibility in battle, Lalu didn't have those clanging throwing items on her body - the dwarven anvil was prepared for this. However, his reaction was too slow, and he didn't have time to intercept it for a while.

However, the tattooed warrior monk had never seen this kind of combat before—after all, not many warrior monks would traditionally use such a mechanical spring-shaped concealed weapon. So in the face of the hidden arrow shot by Lalu, he suddenly lost his gaze and was stunned for a moment.

Unfortunately, this brief doubt only existed in the mind of the tattooed warrior monk for a moment. The other party who came back to his senses turned his arms. Like a hundred-armed giant, it shrouded the path of the Hidden Arrow. Then I didn't remember the sound of metal entering the flesh, and I saw a black shadow in the tattooed monk's left hand. It's just that with the appearance of that dark shadow. The warrior monk also had a drop of blood dripping from the palm of his hand - apparently taking some damage while blocking the arrows.

The Hidden Arrow was only a result of such a battle, and it was obvious that Lalu could not be happy. But then after this delay, Barrett, who turned on the acceleration, immediately shortened the distance between the two sides, leaned forward and rushed to the left side of the tattooed Valkyrie. Barrett, who was leaning over and lunging, had not yet stopped, and with the twisting of his psoas muscles, the 'broken peak' that was dragging behind him slashed upwards diagonally - immediately sealing most of the tattooed monk's retreat.

Facing the threat posed by the fierce sword light. The tried-and-true warrior kicked his legs and then backsomered himself out of the deadly edge. It's a pity that Barrett's attack this time can be called completely free--the swing that originally resembled a reverse robe, as the half-bowed right leg straightened, the raised arm was raised. Then he went up against the wind and cut straight at the spine of the tattooed monk.

Good for a long monastic career. This tattooed warrior monk has a keen sense of danger. At the same time, he has experienced a lot of battles, which makes him have rich combat experience. The whole person has already risen into the air, and he has nowhere to borrow at this time. However, the opponent formed himself into a ball with an astonishing flexibility that ordinary people could not do, and then a volley turned over to avoid the attack of the second stage.

'Looks like the current warrior monks like to turn themselves into balls! Barrett, who noticed the change, immediately complained in his heart. Barrett didn't see a lot of warrior monks when he entered the game, and they all liked to roll as part of their actions during the battle. But if such an action is done by a fluffy cat like Lalu, it seems to be harmonious. But the bronzed and shiny guy in front of him, the obviously weird painting style made Barrett feel a little stomachache.

But a stomach ache is a stomach ache. Barrett doesn't let up when it's time to pursue. The only problem is that the damn tattooed warrior monk seems to have studied the tactic of 'rolling into a ball'. After landing, he took advantage of the natural 'elasticity' of the deck to bounce a few times, and the speed was not much slower than when he was running at full speed just now.

Barrett, who had adjusted his body, continued to pursue, but suddenly the bouncing meat ball was nailed to the deck like a frozen movie. The tattooed warrior monk who had experienced a similar state before immediately stretched his body and prepared a carp to stand up and think about fighting. It's a pity that Barrett seized the opportunity. This time will never give the other party any possibility of getting out.

With a "bang-p-" sound, the chilling blade sliced through the tattooed monk's tight muscles—the muscles and fascia of the class, which relied entirely on its own flesh to fight, compared to most other professions. The feeling passed to Barrett on the handle of the knife is more like slashing a big bear.

After entering the flesh, the 'broken peak' came into contact with the air again with blood and minced meat. An astonishing slanted gap appeared on the tattooed monk's chest. However, the tenacious vitality of the other party is not so easy to succumb to death. The guy endured the severe pain, and his legs seemed to be dying and dying.

However, before Barrett could make up for it with a backhand, the rays from Rielly once again focused on the warrior monk whose action was far less agile than before. With the appearance of those two charred wounds, this guy completely lost the ability to move. Accompanied by a slight jolt of the deck. That's it.

In response to the mage's blatant head-snatching behavior, Barrett only waved his fist into the air in protest. Then he joined the battle against the mammoth barbarians again. After all, although the two hard stubbles have been solved, the enemy is still not declining as a whole.

The druid who had fought Captain Danny Evans in mid-air retreated, but when he landed on the substrate, he immediately turned into an ugly monster. It had a body of rolling vines and thorns, up to 8 feet long. Even if the human eye is applied, the weight of the other person is at least 1 ton. Visually judging the way the guy moves, he should rely on the limbs that are somewhat similar to those of arthropods. Each pair of orangutan-like limbs was shorter than the one in front of it. Each part of the long thorn bushes made it seem too difficult to approach.

Anyone who has studied natural knowledge will immediately have the voice "battlefield piercer" or "small battlefield heather" in their head after seeing such a special picture. Because it's the ultimate version of this thing. The reputation of 'Battlefield heather' is simply too loud.

It was a deadly living plant, often premeditated for military purposes. They can destroy large structures or small groups of troops. Destroy defended dikes and fortifications. Battlefield heather, which can be found in the field or battlefield, can easily destroy small groups of troops that are gathered together. A single Battlefield heather can wipe out a small town.

The only thing to be thankful for is that most of what was originally thought to be war creatures has long since been freed from the manipulation of their creators, and now roams the jungle or wilderness in the same way. Even the best druids can't control them, and only special evil spells can override them. However, as a small one, the 'Battlefield Impaler' can occasionally be seen on the battlefield.

However, in the naval battle in front of him, the two pairs of waving forelimbs of the 'Battlefield Impalator' did not help the battle situation. But the other side's thorn projection. But it was a headache for the defenders on the main deck of the Lady of Passion.

This style of combat is due to the fact that the thorns on the 'Battlefield Impaler' can grow and fall off at an incredible speed. By cultivating on the hind legs and snapping them quickly, the 'Battlefield Impalator' can deliver lethal projections. When this projectes a bunch of thorns, after hitting any point within 60 feet. Thorns explode and deal 3-30 puncture damage to every creature within a 10-foot radius.

In terms of power alone, it is close to the fireball technique released by the 5-ring mage. It's just that the distance is much shorter and the coverage is slightly lacking. However, unlike mages, the 'Battlefield Impaler's combat style is endless, as long as the physical strength and consumption can keep up. This is a clear advantage for arcane spellcasters who can take a break after releasing a few fireballs.

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The only thing to be thankful for is that most of what was originally thought to be war creatures has long since been freed from the manipulation of their creators, and now roams the jungle or wilderness in the same way. Even the best druids can't control them, and only special evil spells can override them. However, as a small one, the 'Battlefield Impaler' can occasionally be seen on the battlefield.

This style of combat is due to the fact that the thorns on the 'Battlefield Impaler' can grow and fall off at an incredible speed. By cultivating on the hind legs and snapping them quickly, the 'Battlefield Impalator' can deliver lethal projections. When this projectes a bunch of thorns, after hitting any point within 60 feet. Thorns explode and deal 3-30 puncture damage to every creature within a 10-foot radius.

In terms of power alone, it is close to the fireball technique released by the 5-ring mage, but the distance is much shorter and the coverage is slightly insufficient. However, unlike mages, the 'Battlefield Impaler's combat style is endless, as long as the physical strength and consumption can keep up. This is a clear advantage for arcane spellcasters who can take a break after releasing a few fireballs. (To be continued.) )

PS: Wait to make up for it. Thank you for the 5 big commuter passes: "Fantasy or Fantasy", "Crying Blood", "Light Fish", "Fat Cat Reading Books", and "FAIT". At the same time, thank you for the big reward from the "Altar Fat Biao".