"Puff puff!" the sound of arrows crashing into the ground made no doubt that all the arrows fired by the archers at the Whitefish people had missed.

The speed of the White Fish Man is now terrifying.

The white shadow was no longer visible between the movements, but turned into an afterimage.

At the exclamation of all the centaur archers, the Whitefishmen had turned into remnants and pounced on the centaur Khan Owori!

The white fish people who have evolved again, and their single-round agility has reached the level of quasi-overlord!

Coupled with the special ability that has also evolved once, the comprehensive ability of the White Fishman at this time can even be compared to an ordinary primary-level overlord-level creature.

Compared to the Wind Dragon, whose strength attribute has reached the quasi-overlord level, the white fish people whose agility has reached the quasi-overlord level are actually more terrifying for first-level creatures.

The wild outburst caused by emotions made the Whitefish Man give up the idea of activating special abilities to kill the spot in seconds, and instead resort to more bloody and direct physical attacks.

The White-Fish-Man wielded his sharper fish-man claws and grabbed at the place where the Centaur Khan's chest and abdomen connected to the horse's back.

The intention is to split this ugly combination in two!

The afterimage creates a harsh sound of air grinding, heralding a terrible attack on the Oworay!

As the leader of a lord-level powerhouse, the centaur Khan Owori not only has a lot of intelligence, but he is also a powerful top lord-level creature himself!

The battle-hardened centaur Khan only relied on his knee-jerk reaction to erect the heavy metal shield that was three meters tall enough to protect his whole body and had accompanied him for many years.

"Click!"

There was a tooth-aching grinding sound.

The centaur guards who rushed over saw a bright spark flying!

Owori erected a steel giant shield dozens of centimeters thick, and was grabbed by the claws of the white-skinned monster!

Just a little bit, the Whitefish Man was able to split Owori's steel shield in half!

Owori's rich fighting instincts saved him, and if he hadn't raised his shield, he would have been cut off at the waist.

The sense of crisis rose again, and Owori subconsciously shifted his shield to the right.

"Scratch the card!"

With the same friction sound, another large piece of shield metal was grabbed by the white fish!

Owori could only barely see the direction of the White Fishman's attack!

The shield in Owori's hand was already devastated, and it would definitely not be able to withstand the next attack of the white-skinned monster in front of him.

Fortunately, more than a dozen centaur guards had already surrounded them, and behind them, more than a hundred centaur swords and shieldmen followed.

Centaur Khan Ovori breathed a sigh of relief.

The remnant of the Whitefish Man stopped, just in front of Owori's shield, and for a split second, the two looked at each other.

Owori clearly saw a disregard in the Whitefishman's eyes, and Owori was sure that it was a contempt from his heart.

It was exactly the same as the overlords of the Northland looked at him.

Owori snorted.

At this moment, no amount of centaur warriors could bring Owori a sense of security.

Fear came over him, and Ovory realized that today, he was dead!

In a corner of the chaotic clearing, the kobold Katy sneaked up to the Khan's son, Orim.

"Young master, that white-skinned monster is a friend of the bear monster on the shelf!"

"Now let the guards around you grasp the cage of the three bears, and the white-skinned monster will surely throw a rat trap! Maybe you can capture him alive like a bear monster alive!" Katie said to Orem with a fluttering eyebrow.

"Bang!" Orem slammed the back of Katy's round dog's head.

"Silly dog, don't you see that white-skinned monster has been surrounded by warriors?"

"The only thing that awaits him is to be hacked to death with a knife!" Orim did not give the kobold any dignity in the face of him.

In Orem's opinion, no matter how strong the Whitefish People were, it would be difficult for them to survive the siege of the large number of Centaur warriors.

The kobold nodded and stepped aside, a hint of resentment flashing in his gaze at Oreem.

Just when Orem thought things were going well, he heard his father's shout.

The centaur Khan Ovoli, who had already recognized the identity of the White-Fish Man's overlord-level creature, shouted: "Orim, I command you! Take the guards and flee to the Northland immediately! Remember, from now on you are the new Centaur Khan!"

From the eyes of the overlord-level creature in front of him, Ovory had already smelled the message of the god of death's cordial greeting to him.

Just when Orem thought he had misheard, the center of the battlefield changed.

"No matter how many ants come, they can't kill an iron beast. The Whitefishman whispered as he looked at the centaur warriors who pounced.

The power of the whole body was about to explode, and the thirty-three bone arrows behind him were ready to be fired.

With the whisker sensing like radar, locking on the centaur warriors one by one, the white fish man bent down slightly, turned the back of the countless bone arrows to the sky, and the muscles of the whole body agitated, and launched a total of thirty-three bone arrows in one go!

Thirty-three bone arrows turned into thirty-three extremely fast black lines, and in Owori's shocked gaze, they were like heavenly maidens scattering flowers!

The next moment, thirty-three centaur warriors who rushed to the nearest to the Whitefish Man fell to the ground with a wail.

Except for the centaur warriors who set up their shields in single digits, they slowed down the penetration of the bone arrows by the blocking of the shield, and were only seriously injured, and the remaining twenty or so centaur warriors were all pierced through their skulls and died instantly.

The heavy smell of blood wafted, and so many companions died in front of him in an instant, and all the other centaur warriors unconsciously stopped their steps.

Behind the white fish man, the original part of the bone arrow is visible to the naked eye.

Consuming the energy in his body, it only takes three minutes for the White Fish Man to regain thirty-three bone arrows.

Today's White Fish Man has become a war machine.

The centaur Khan Owori was the first to come to his senses.

He clearly knew that it was now a critical moment for the life and death of the clan.

"All centaur guards, protect Orim as he escapes to the Northlands!"

Gritting his teeth, Owori continued: "Centaur sword and shield man, protect me, follow me!"

As the words fell, Oldory didn't hesitate to step away and run towards the Caron Scepter in front of the bear monster!

The unformed artifact, the pitch-black finger that didn't leave for some reason, was his only hope.

By Owori's side, the centaur swords and shieldmen did not hesitate to raise their shields, protect Owori in the middle and run with him.

"Go, go!" the centaur guards shouted and rushed towards Oreem.

"Let's retreat! young master, no, Khan!" a centaur guard approached Orim and patted him on the shoulder, awakening him from his distraction.

Khan? Did I just become Khan? Orem lost his mind again.

Not long before the festival began, he fantasized about growing up under his father's care.

The position of Khan came so quickly that Orem was caught off guard.

Pulled by two guards, Orim galloped towards the bleak place to the north in a daze.

He looked back and saw his father charging at the black finger, as powerful and brave as ever.