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The other side of the man-wolf battlefield.

There is a female werewolf who is slightly thinner than the other werewolves.

She danced quickly, and in her hand was a rare pair of strange weapons-dual-wielding three-edged steel claws, there are not many human assassins who can use this thing well, I really don't know where this female werewolf came from.

The shadow of the werewolf's claws turned into a cold chill, and swept over the face of the head of the barony's guard, the knight of Federitas.

Even though he danced his sword again and again to protect the vital point, the curved claw hook still made him have a few more blood marks on his face.

Dozens of claw shadows and more than a dozen sword lights struck violently, and the sound of gold and iron resonated constantly.

The knight of Fidelitas covered his head and face with a basin-sized arm shield in his left hand, and temporarily forced the opponent back with a strong straight slash, and withdrew from the battle circle in embarrassment, only then did he barely gain a foothold.

As soon as Fang Cai fought, he suddenly felt that the opponent's offensive was amazing.

It was as if an all-pervasive fishy wind was blowing straight over, far exceeding the agility of humans, making it impossible for even middle-aged knights with skilled combat skills to keep up with the rhythm!

Just now two or three soldiers wanted to besiege the werewolf.

In fact, it was only a few breaths of effort, and his throat was all cut, if it weren't for the arm shield that he happened to wear to match the charging skills, I was afraid that there would be a lot of more scars on his body.

Excited, he scolded in his heart: "Grandma's! This female werewolf's agility and martial arts are comparable to half of the blood claw masters, plus the werewolf race has long arms and strength, and her nature is suitable for using claw kung fu. ”

As a knight and captain of the guard, he naturally can't admit it in front of his subordinates!

Then he launched the [Heavy Shield Charge] again, and the sword light turned into several swirls of light and went straight towards the head, neck, shoulders, and crotch of the female werewolf assassin, which was bound to wipe out its combat power in one fell swoop.

The female gnoll on the opposite side let out a low roar, and her arms emitted two deep fires.

As soon as the arm shield of the knight of Fidelitas touched the opponent's claws, it slashed, and there was an instant, as if a bull had hit a pillar of fire, and the sword and shield were numb from the black fire!

The Knight of Fidelitas gasped: "Purgatory Strike?

I thought that this werewolf tribe only had a shaman who worshiped primordial gods, but I didn't expect that there were actually two priests of evil gods!

This is not an ordinary bandit at all!

Could it be that it is a branch of a big tribe that has been driven out, and this is a big trouble!

The Shadow Flame of the Gothic Aru God is very difficult, as long as it sticks to the body, it will inevitably burn the same amount of mana energy or warrior's battle energy.

If this kind of energy is insufficient, it will directly burn the life force and even the soul.

Moreover, the opponent's frontal melee ability is only higher than that of an assassin of the same level.

If you let it bless a bunch of magic spells again, I'm afraid that your life will not be guaranteed.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, the sword momentum turned, turning into a slash, and the blade of the sword turned into several sharp heavy blades, slashing the opponent's head and face, making sure that it kept dodging, and after cleaning up the surrounding enemies for his subordinates, he came to besiege and delay time.

The werewolf Cleny took a brief break in the battle to glance at her father, Grigor, and did not see him give up on the rest of the people and flee.

She sighed inwardly.

He continued to muster all his strength, constantly rushing left and right, stretching the battle line of human defense, delaying the compression of the encirclement on the other werewolves, and also cutting off the muscles and veins of a soldier's exposed hands and feet, so that he could only fall to the ground and howl miserably.

But she herself was scarred by the formation of swords and shields and meat grinders.

Grigor kept sneering, the spell of [Mighty Divine Power] not only made its figure become tall and strong as if it had cast the [Transformation Technique], but also gave it a strong body!

It greatly reduced the physical damage to him from mortal soldiers, and the [Evidence of the Gods] spell on his body imitated the majesty from the gods, and the bursts of fear from the depths of his soul made the surrounding soldiers a little weak, and even his wolf skin could not be cut by idle attacks, let alone let other soldiers cause effective damage to him.

It's like the protagonist of a bullfighting carnival, fluttering left and right in high spirits.

Everywhere he went, any human soldier who stood in his way had to be turned on his back, or he was beaten to spit blood, break tendons, or scatter the formation, and the faint of heart fled in all directions.

The white snow was covered with blood and the charred corpse of an unfortunate bastard burned by the flames.

The human soldiers on the side were terrified, they were just ordinary militiamen in the barony who had been trained for several years, and they joined the territorial guard because they coveted a decent salary.

The same human bandits and bandits fight, they are unequivocal.

But now in the face of the murderous priest of the evil god and the unknown power of the gods, they instinctively began to tremble, fearing the evil curses of the legend, or the soul of the soul after death, and fall into the hell controlled by the evil god to suffer.

For them, this is something more to fear than being killed.

Some of them trembled, but after all, they had been trained in a fairly strict military queue, and they still knew that several people were huddled together and erected swords and shields to block the front, trying to gain the slightest sense of security.

Suddenly, they saw the great werewolf priest, running wildly to distance himself from the pursuing humans, and muttering incantations in his mouth, praying for more gifts from the god Nagothic Aru.

- I saw a piece of ground around it, and a large black dense cloud gushed out of thin air, and a black shadow the size of a black rhinoceros faintly rushed out with a strong smell of sulfur, and rushed towards the crowd with Grigor.

Yes.

It's like Chen Xuyuan is using his mind to drive the stone spirit and disperse the werewolves gathered together.

Grigor was also attacking the human soldiers who had formed a line of encirclement, preventing the human formation from shrinking as the rest of the race broke out of the encirclement.

It was a tall, strong Purgatory wolf.

Unlike the humanoid Homo erectus, the Purgatory Wolf is actually a four-limbed batwing wolf-faced humanoid beast, which is the pet and family of the god Nagothic Aru.

I saw that on his fierce face that was almost human, there was a pair of tyrannical wolf eyes.

Smoke billowed from its carbon-black fur, and from its back to its tail was a whole hideous bone spur protruding from its spine, and it was burned with black flames on its feet, screaming as it ran on the ground, leaving charred footprints wherever it passed.

Before they got close to the group of soldiers in front of them, they immediately used their innate spells, and a terrifying spell black light shot out from their eyes.

The soldiers who were staring at it went black on the spot, and all of them lost their sight, and fell into boundless darkness and panic!

The morale of this group of soldiers who intercepted the werewolves on the right side was on the verge of collapse!

Although the purgatory human-faced wolf has underdeveloped vocal cords and does not know human language, its intelligence does not have to be inferior to that of ordinary people.

Just as it received the order, it was ready to flapp its bats wings and take advantage of the situation to fly past the soldiers in the front row to disrupt the rear formation.

"Uh-huh......"

Suddenly.

In the distance, a fierce chain of blue light shimmered from the distance, flying around the Infernal Faced Wolf, blasting out the Dao Electric Beard.

Rao is that as a magic beast, it has strong spell resistance, and it was also scorched black by the blasted bat wings, and when its head was planted, it lay on the ground and trembled twice with its legs and feet.