If the opponent wants to fight, cooperate with it to fight, and use the abundant body to consume the opponent. Barrett's natural physique and the high tenacity brought about by the battle formation profession will never lose to the light soldier who plays with the knife in front of him in a protracted battle - this is the right way.

Between advancing and retreating, Barrett used a method similar to the penetration of a warrior monk, so that the Mo knife in his hand brought a little heavy blow and concussion. If Barrett changes to a sledgehammer, it becomes the high-end method of the game's warhammer, "Rhythm of the Hammer".

Although Barrett's current weapon is not a good choice for wielding this method, this copycat "hammer rhythm" is not fully recognized by the system. But in the collision of swords that you come and go, every confrontation makes the arms of the pair of swordsmen in front of you appear a kind of sour and soft numbness in the bones - this is a kit coincidence.

The art of war is also a majestic road to use in the battle of soldiers. The former is undefeated, while the latter is able to break the enemy quickly at the right time. After some piecemeal fighting, the originally imposing intruder became breathless and gasping for breath in the blink of an eye.

"Minotaur Charge!" With his legs rooted in the earth, Barrett seems to be able to use his power from the ground beneath his feet at any time - even in the midst of a house, even through the dome and the pillars, as long as he finally connects to the earth, the dragon born from the earth can still roar amazingly.

However, what Barrett didn't expect was that in an instant, he turned over like a earth dragon, and every step he took resonated with the entire floor. The aborigines who stayed behind on the first floor saw the ceiling 'swish' and splashing powder down one by one.

After just a few steps to his feet, Barrett was like a boulder sliding down from the top of a mountain, with a thrilling sound of rolling sound with every inch of his progress. A solemn and majestic aura loomed over his body, and the strength of the slamming shoulders sank at the moment of contact with the light warrior who seemed to be a wanderer. It felt like a majestic mountain crushing him.

"Poof-" The attacker, who had been entangled with Barrett for a while, felt like he had fallen apart under the impact of the strong force. After landing, he was more like a rag, and he lost consciousness.

Most of the sapient beings still alive at the scene were attackers who were stepping up the ladder, and many of them were stunned with fright. So that one of them was distracted, and Lalu seized the opportunity to turn around and kick the other to the ground.

Then, the cat-man warrior monk, who got rid of the three-way attack, twisted his waist and waved a pair of his meat claws to greet the unprotected parts of the other party. The attacker in front of him didn't know if it was from the Silver Shark or the Dagger, or both. But none of them were wearing metal armor. And it's rare to cover the whole body - it's a financial constraint or a price to pay for a fast climb, and players don't have time to dig deeper. However, it was good news for Laru, who was using unarmed strikes.

'Well! This is the prototype of the heavy feeling of being like a mountain that I once experienced. However, if you don't have the expertise to cooperate with the first, you are still a little too particular about the surrounding environment. Right now, it seems like it's best not to use it anymore! While pondering in his mind, Barrett did not forget to stab the fallen enemy in the chest with the Mo knife in his hand. The splattered blood was not safe in Barrett's eyes, and he did not turn his target until the hint of 427 experience points appeared in the character interface.

Barrett, with his long knife drooping, slowly walked down the hallway to the growing number of enemies, each step he took made them feel like they were being destroyed by a mountain. But this feeling is just a delusion of the intruders who saw Barrett's previous appearance. Now Barrett is not ready to use the martial arts of the Stone Dragon Stream anymore, at least he will not charge with the Minotaur again.

In the process of the previous collision, Barrett had clearly perceived the damage of this martial art to the buildings under his feet. Feel the pulse of the earth and experience the charm of the stubborn stone. The strength of the stone dragon flow as heavy as a mountain comes from the feet.

The power of the earth will also cause a burden on the earth, of course, for the vast earth that nurtures all things, such a burden is very small, and it can be eliminated in the blink of an eye. But for a building, it is a burden that is not easy to relieve. What's more, if the pulsation frequency is similar, if it causes resonance, it may even cause irreparable damage to the structure of the mansion in front of you in a short time. Now Barrett is like an army that does not dare to unify his pace when crossing the bridge, afraid that if he accidentally falls from the ceiling, a brick will fall from the ceiling and hit his head.

But just because he knew it didn't mean the attackers knew it. Barrett's approaching footsteps put a lot of pressure on them, who were obviously outnumbered. It was as if Barrett was stomping on their chests with every step.

Suddenly, Barrett slowly raised the blade, a cruel smile on his face. The attackers in front of them were all terrified.

"Be careful!" Suddenly, the shout rang out, and a newcomer who had just ascended the windowsill through the guò ladder was in danger. However, his reminder was too late, and more importantly, everyone's minds were now attracted by Barrett's movements, and they thought that he was referring to the blade that Barrett was about to swing.

The surging flames were like a tidal wave, filling the void in the corridor in an instant. , spreading in a cone, covering most of the sapient beings in the corridors on the second floor, as if they were baptized with a flamethrower.

"Ahh

"Mom!"

"It's hot!"

In an instant, the screams came and went. The breath of flames comparable to that of the red dragon instantly scorched and carbonized the flesh of the "Enveloper". After the heat wave, the charred black bodies and ignited cloths were displayed in front of everyone's eyes, and even a small number of people were directly killed by the heat of the dragon fire. And so he fell to the ground.

Barrett and Laru, who were prepared for it, saw the moment the fire appeared, either rolled and dodged or turned to retreat. They all dodged in time to make the hallway from floor to ceiling black dragon fire breath.

No spells, combat skills, and beliefs are required. With just a nod, summon the most powerful power buried in the bloodline, which is the fighting style of the dragon fire warlock. They are the king of the group of wounds at the same level, and they are the best candidates to clean up the miscellaneous soldiers on the battlefield.

"Well done, young master Sainoa." , and then rushed to the four windows that had become the attackers' free access gates.

And the invaders who survived under the dragon fire, enduring the severe pain in their bodies, seemed to want to stop Barrett's footsteps. Think of the terrifying breath behind you that could reappear at any moment. Many people still think that it is better to deal with this big threat first. Compared to the organization's plan of action, these indigenous adventurers, who have not been brainwashed for a long time, feel that their lives are much more important.

Look at the intruders who are rushing towards you in the dark...... The Dragonfire Warlock had never been good at hand-to-hand combat, even if he didn't have much experience in combat. Even if it's a rabble in front of you. But the other party rushed up with the courage of the horseman, and he was probably more than lucky.

"Whoosh-" An arrow came out of thin air and swooped through the back of one of the attackers' heads, directly breaking through his celestial spirit cover. Noodles, who didn't know where to hide from the beginning of the war, finally shot at this time.

The most important thing for wanderers who take the sniper route is to keep themselves hidden. The second is to defeat the enemy. Noodle is quite aware of his strengths and weaknesses, and he is cautious, but he also believes that his teammates have the power to protect themselves in the previous chaotic battles, and his patience has finally paid off.

It's a pity that the cold arrow of the noodles didn't leave the footsteps of those invaders, because the dragon fire that swept over the sky just now was too impressive.

"You all leave it for me!" At this time, the kitten Lalu showed a loud voice that had never appeared before. The sound was accompanied by a scurrying figure, the flying kick of the somersault left a mark directly on the head of one of the attackers.

Then Lalu used the attacker's shoulder as a foothold. Like a spinning top, a high slalom kick directly kicked the nearest attacker and stumbled. Then one lunged forward, leaving a bloody streak on the neck of the enemy in front of him with the pair of cat's claws.

The kitten man who entered the encirclement knew that he didn't have the strength to ride a thousand, but temporarily acted as a-stirring stick, not seeking to kill the enemy, but only to delay the footsteps of these invaders.

Lalu's efforts were not in vain. Now these two were the Silver Scale Warriors she had seen before, and a smile appeared on her face.

The thick-skinned Silverscale Warrior is a shield that is hard to destroy.

At the same time, Barrett rushed to the key point of victory or defeat in this battle. He raised the Mo knife in his hand and slashed vigorously at one of the attackers who had just emerged. After a bang, the Mo knife in Barrett's hand and the long sword drawn by the other party had a head-to-head confrontation.

The attacker with the steel helmet on his head struggled to grasp the sword of the ground in his hand so that it did not come out. But the power of the city that came from the sword made him lose control. But he stood on the top of the terracotta in order to let the people behind him climb the ladder that left the leave. I don't know if the decorative terracotta tiles were not sturdy or in disrepair, but the attacker only felt a sinking under his feet, and then the whole person collapsed along with a large part of the roof.

However, Barrett was embarrassed by the fact that there were as many as four windows that could be used as a breakthrough for the attackers, and he himself could not afford to visit them all. It was forced to be pushed away by the mercenaries who swarmed up before, and had to get tangled in a fight with the strongest of these invaders in the corridor.

But now it was different, as the battle began, the guards of the Sainoa family finally arrived on the battlefield. Barrett felt two more figures behind him. Their identities could be judged by the pace - the reinforcements that the three had fought for so long and were able to withstand the enemy's front had finally arrived, and Barrett finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

However, compared to the defense line that has been temporarily stabilized on the second floor, the battle on the roof of the building is more fierce and cruel. Intruders who had been given the surrounding houses as a base for their advance were able to climb to the rooftops with ease. It's much easier and faster than climbing a ladder underneath.

As for why not all the main attacks on the rooftops should also be arranged all the way below, the division of troops on the battlefield is a taboo, don't the commanders of the silver shark and the black dagger understand? On the contrary, they knew the pros and cons of dividing their troops, and the purpose of doing so was to make the Sainoa family have to divide their troops to deal with it. As a large number of attackers, Silver Shark and Black Dagger have the initiative in this regard.

"Poof!" A splatter of blood, the sword-wielding silver-scaled warrior looked at his chest with an expression of disbelief, his heart had left his chest—a crimson claw covered in scales gripped his heart tightly. Then the claws clenched hard, and the heart that was still beating after leaving the body was pinched and exploded.

"Pierre!". The reflective dragon scales. Swirling, narrow reptilian pupils, and eyes that resemble mercury balls. The attacker in front of him showed the traces of his blood without hesitation.

Obviously, this inhuman form is for the die-hard supporters of the descent theory in front of them. It really conforms to his aesthetics and shows his pride. Although they are both dragonborn, this guy with red dragon blood is obviously friend or foe.

"Don't be impulsive Che Guevara! Watch out for enemies behind you. Alas! Looks like I'm a step too late. ”。

The destructive power of the fist made the dragonman's scales crackle......

The frost that gradually spread outward from the point where his fist came into contact with the opponent's dragon scales told the world that the man in front of him was a master of spells and fists—a "fist of enlightenment" who incorporated arcane skills into his own combat methods of empty-handed combat. (To be continued m.) (To be continued)

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