Before being sent by Cliff Owen to serve as Alan's bodyguard, Brad knew something about the Bloodhoof Tribe.

Including the destruction of the fire dragon that has now entered the fourth order, even he "understands" the Bloodhoof tribe more than Brad, and his understanding is unforgettable, his understanding is itchy, and he feels a little anemic.

The two dragons have always believed that no matter how powerful the Bloodhoof Tribe is, no matter how brave the warriors are, after all, they are all just mortal bodies.

Many people say that the Bloodhoof tribe is bold, does not know whether to live or die, how to hob meat, etc.

The two dragon clans felt that this statement was very pertinent, if it weren't for this, it would be impossible to give the destruction scourge of the third-order dragon at that time like that, let alone attack the holy mountain.

Anyway, for thousands of years, the two of them had never heard of anyone who was not afraid of death daring to insult the dragon clan and challenge the authority of the Holy Mountain.

But until now, Doom and Brad knew that these barbarian warriors of the Bloodhoof tribe were a bunch of heartless fools.

Because now he is not only surrounded by a group of undead creatures, but also has a famous Ice King in the demon clan hiding in the shadows waiting for an opportunity, not to mention that everyone is now in the other party's domain power.

Although Destruction has not experienced a few battles, Brad has experienced countless fierce battles, but none of them have been as unfavorable to his side as the current situation.

But unlike Doom and Brad's worries, the current actions of the Tribal warriors were incomprehensible to them.

Because the soldiers on the tower of the city at this time were very enthusiastic, pulling their necks and shouting to the city.

"Chief, one more, this hammer is beautiful!"

"Head, head, behind you, don't forget to smash that head."

"There are still twelve left, chieftain speed up, I made a bet with Big Brother Babylon that it would take you to smash a hundred skulls, not counting the other parts."

"Chief, it's inconvenient to shoot with a broadsword, it's inconvenient to ride a gun!"

A group of tribal warriors, hands raised. Crossbow, while staring at the two lichs in the sky, did not forget to cheer for Alan.

Brad and Doom looked at each other, what kind of mentally abnormal guys are these?

The horned python said secretly beside him: "I haven't seen anything in the world, quack! ”

At this time, Allen couldn't even see a trace of sweat on his forehead, but the undead creatures outside the south of the city were at least half gone, and the ground was full of bones crawling around, but he couldn't piece together a complete body at all.

The use of the elemental arm is becoming more and more skillful, and it can be said that the shape is moving at will, and Alan is now working exclusively on the brains of these undead skeletons, and a hammer is a skull that is broken into eight petals.

Throwing away the double-edged greatsword that had been cut on the elemental arm, Alan raised his middle finger at the two lichs in the sky and shouted: "Silly b, come down if you have the ability, see if Lao Tzu doesn't shoot you!" ”

Seeing that the two lichs were ignoring him, Alan smiled and continued to pick up the hammer.

The two lichs flying hundreds of meters in the air were also very embarrassed, stay in the air, the undead formation that Lord Amensol had summoned for several days was about to be wasted.

Originally thought to summon the dead and undead, and then assimilated the inhabitants of Beacon Town, it began to spread like a snowball.

When the domain power disappeared, tens of thousands of undead armies had already been pieced together, and it was not a problem to attack a few towns in the rear of the Terran race.

But who knows that after a thousand calculations, the "original team" of the army of the undead has now all been slagged by the children of chaos, and this is also a country of the undead.

If the two lichs went down, they probably wouldn't be able to stop the Children of Chaos, and they would be shot as hedgehogs first.

Although the two lichs are also undead creatures, and they have no muscle skin, only a skeleton shelf, they are not afraid of ordinary swords at all.

But the son of chaos is too scary, I don't know if that guy's martial arts are good or not, but now he has become a professional in breaking bones.

Seeing that the number of those undead creatures has been decreasing from nearly five thousand, there are now quite a few bones crawling all over the ground, but there are not even a hundred of those who can still stand on the ground with sound brains and limbs.

At this time, Brad couldn't stay any longer, those undead lich who could release a single instantaneous spell were eliminated by Allen first, and now the dust had long since returned to dust, and when he saw that there were no more left outside the city, he jumped directly.

However, this guy also learned wisely, and instead of taking on the form of a dragon, he jumped to the ground in a humanoid position, grabbed two weapons from the ground and began to slash and split.

"It turns out ... The feeling of striking with a weapon is so refreshing! Brad exclaimed sincerely.

This guy had never used a weapon before.

As a war maniac, he just saw Allen exert his power under the city, and he was a little disdainful at first, after all, although there are many undead creatures, none of them will fight back, and they are stupid like wooden stakes to be slaughtered by Allen.

How boring it was to fight so many enemies who didn't fight back, so Brad showed a disdainful expression.

But Destruction knows, this guy can't eat grapes and says that grapes are sour, others don't know, doesn't he Destruction know, when Brad was extremely bored in Dragon City, he saw two guinea fowl that were not as tall as his calves and had to come up and kick his feet seriously.

The crisp sound of bones cracking, the scene of flesh and bones flying under the wheel of a hammer, and the cheers of a group of warriors made Brad itch for a long time.

"Cool! Wha! Brad laughed wildly: "Boss, leave it all to me, this... It's so much fun! ”

Brad felt that it was much more enjoyable to plague these undead creatures than to kick the guinea fowl, and as the bones flew in all directions with a sword and sword, the depressed aura just now was swept away.

As a dragon, it's hard to find a fight.

The undead creatures did not attack Eren because his spiritual power had long been marked by Amensol, but Brad did not, so after the only remaining undead creatures felt the breath of the living creatures, they began to besiege Brad.

But this is useless, without those undead lichs who can cast undead instant low-level spells, a group of slow-moving skeletons, there is no way for Brad to be a scourge alone.

You must know that Brad was not left behind in the first confrontation with Allen in a humanoid posture, so you can imagine how powerful the physical attack is.

Brad fights harder and harder, and begins to use different tricks to plague these undead creatures.

When Eren attacked these undead creatures before, he specially knocked out his head in order to save time.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer opponents, Brad cherished it more and more, first kicking two thigh bones, then breaking two shoulders, and stepping on the ribs before smashing the skull with a sword.

The only thing Brad regrets is that the tribal warriors didn't cheer themselves on as they did just now.

The Great Babylon, who was standing on the city wall, said disdainfully: "What's the point of fighting a bunch of undead creatures who fight back, I didn't look at it, and they scattered!" ”

"yes, yes, it's just a lot of fun, the chief kills all sides, and those undead creatures don't fight back at all."

"It's not interesting, everyone is still wary of the two lichs in the sky, this dragon clan is really boring, what's the point of fighting back skeletons."

Destruction: "。。。。。。。。。。。 ”

However, it's okay if the warriors don't applaud, which doesn't stop Brad from killing all sides and changing his tricks to plague these undead creatures.

If you don't say that you have to have that crazy life before you can do that crazy thing, Brad, who has been pretending to be B for a long time, almost suffered retribution.

Seeing that there were only a dozen undead creatures left, Brad was worried about how to harm the other party when a giant sword flashing with netherworld cold air fell from the sky.

Alan knocked Brad away after running, and after the greatsword hit the ground, it turned into pieces of broken ice slag, and the ground also collapsed several meters deep, you can imagine how powerful this ice-turned greatsword is.

"Who? Who dares to sneak attack the dragons! Brad broke out in a cold sweat and scolded at the sky.

A figure in a black cloak slowly descended, his expression smiling rather than smiling, and a pair of eyes staring at Allen tightly.

"Blackjack!" Alan sneered, and this guy finally appeared.

"No, Blackjack is just a pitiful skin." Amensol's right hand turned slightly outward, and his waist also bent slightly, and said, "Venerable son of chaos, please call me Amen, Amensol." ”

Amensol gave Eren a noble greeting salute, and when he landed on the ground, he smiled at Allen, ignoring the angry Brad.

"Child of Chaos, I said we would meet again, you, have been waiting for a long time." Dressed in a black cape, dressed in a well-tailored aristocratic attire, with his trademark gentle smile and calfskin riding boots, Amensol would have thought he was a courteous nobleman if he had seen it.

Seeing that Eren didn't speak and just sneered, Yamensol asked, "After waiting for so long, don't you have anything to say to me?" ”

"Yes." Alan smiled and said, "Shoot you!" ”

"Shoot me?" Amensol looked confused.

In the next second, a dense array of crossbow arrows shot at Amensol.

A smile of disdain was drawn at the corner of Amensol's mouth, and with a slight wave of his white arm, the broken bones that were originally all over the ground suddenly flew into the air to form a huge skull shield, blocking those crossbow arrows.

The bolts are fast, but Yamensol moves faster.

"Are these all your companions?" Amensol shook his head and said with a smile: "Let them go, all this has nothing to do with them." ”

"Oh, did you allow them to leave?"

"Yes, as long as you come with me." Yamensol still said with that gentle smile: "Although you destroyed my corpse manipulation circle, I don't blame you. ”

"Corpse Circle?" Alan had a chill.

"Yes, in the Shadow Spell, you can control the elemental circle of corpses."