The slashing greatsword struck at Mo Wen with a whistling wind, and the oncoming wind pressure blew his short hair to move.

Watching this thrilling scene, the surrounding audience exclaimed in surprise, even if it was a weapon that did not open the front, it was not a joke to be hit by this blow.

"Win!" The old patriarch clenched his fists excitedly, the same melee combat, the paladin who had lost his shield was by no means an opponent of the rampaging barbarian.

"It's still early!" Hirsai wrapped his arms around his chest and said disdainfully.

On the field, Mo Wen was extraordinarily calm, as if the giant sword he slashed at himself did not exist at all.

"Idiot!" Looking at Bruce coldly, two words came out of his mouth.

A ball of blue light exploded, and wisps of ice-blue aura surrounded him, and the audience on the periphery felt that the temperature around them had dropped a lot at once.

On the other side, Bruce, who was rushing towards Mo Wen, only felt a piercing cold rushing towards him, as if the blood in his whole body was frozen, and his movements stiffened suddenly.

Mo Wen dodged and easily dodged Bruce's attack.

A small red hammer suddenly appeared in his free hand, swirled out with his strength, and slammed into Bruce's face.

The seemingly small and delicate hammer contained amazing power, and I saw the red hammer swirling around Bruce and hitting him continuously one blow at a time, and finally, Bruce's nearly three-meter body actually made the hammer fly.

With a soft thud, Bruce fell to the ground, motionless.

For a moment, there was silence in the square.

The next moment everyone exclaimed.

"Divine Ice, Hammer of Blessing!" The old mayor threw out his crutches excitedly, "It's the fourth-order skill of the paladin, how did he do it, he's only sixteen years old!" ”

The barbarian patriarch's eyes widened as well, "This can't be! ”

"How could Bruce lose!"

"How could that traitor be a fourth-order paladin!"

Xisai glanced at the old patriarch with disdain, "What do you know? Modi is the most gifted student I have ever met, every martial art, every aura does not need me to teach him a second time, he is simply born for paladins, I believe that one day he will surpass the heroes of all generations and become the greatest paladin. ”

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Blood Wasteland, Rog Camp, Flavi standing near the gates! On the wooden outpost, his eyes looked into the distance through the drizzle outside, but there was indescribable tiredness in his eyes.

It's been a few months since she was evacuated from the convent, and the arduous retreat has been unforgettable for her entire life, with countless sisters falling, more contaminated by evil, turning the arrow to her former companions, and the constant swarming monsters of hell, Flitwick can't believe how she managed to escape here alive.

The great Guild of the Blind Sisters fell apart almost overnight, leaving only one high-ranking nun left in the upper echelons, and the rest either died in a demonic raid or fell on the way out.

But the nightmare is far from over, after escaping here, the remaining Rog rebuilt their home with wooden fences under the leadership of Sister Akara, but the demons still come to harass them from time to time, and recently in a cave in the Blood Wasteland, someone saw an army of demons gathering, and I am afraid that they will soon have a big operation.

Putting aside the worries in her heart, Flavi continued to perform her duties seriously, when suddenly her ears moved, and there seemed to be a sound in the rain.

She raised her bow and arrows in her hand and stared in one direction.

It was seven tall cloaked figures, they walked slowly in the rain, leaving footprints on the grass, one of them was particularly tall, almost three meters tall, but he didn't seem to be the leader.

"Stop! This is Camp Rogg, who are you! If you get any closer, I'll release the arrows! ”

Flavi was a little nervous, and listened to the surviving sisters say that that night it was a man in a cloak who walked into the monastery and the gates of hell opened.

"Camp Rog? It's finally here. The man at the front seemed relieved, and he took off his cloak, revealing a handsome face.

With pale blonde hair, golden and silver eyes, and a tall nose, Flavi had never seen such a handsome man, and although he had a hideous tattoo on one side of his face, it did not detract from the charm of the other party in the slightest, but added a wild seduction.

Flavi was stunned at the face under the cloak, but she reacted quickly.

"Who are you?"

The man just smiled, and the cold weather seemed to dissipate a lot because of this. "We are adventurers from afar, here to hunt evil."

"It's an adventurer." Flavi breathed a sigh of relief, adventurers had been rushing over these days, and it was with their help that the Rog camp was able to recover from the demonic attack, and Sister Acala said that they all seemed to come from the same place, where the warriors and their descendants who fought against the demons for generations lived, and when something happened in this world, they would come forward.

"Let your people take off their cloaks, and I'll make sure there's no demons and the Fallen mixed in!"

As soon as Flavi's words fell, the nearly three-meter-tall giant impatiently ripped off his cloak, revealing a hideous face, the same tattoo, but the tattoo on his face looked particularly terrifying.

"Damn it, hurry up and open the door! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will demolish your broken camp! "Loud voices constantly echoed in the rain and fog.

Flavi was startled by the giant and almost shot the arrow, but soon the man in the lead shouted, "Shut up! Bruce! ”

The giant's face flushed, and he clenched his fists but said nothing.

"Let's take off our cloaks!"

After a while, the Amazon with long blond hair, the white-haired necromancer, the cold-faced assassin・・・・・・ and all kinds of professionals appeared in front of Flavi's eyes, she breathed a sigh of relief, from the outfit of these people, she had determined the identity of these people, it should be that group of mysterious adventurers, but this group of people seems to have all kinds of professions, and in the past, it was generally just one or two professions.

"All right, adventurers," Flavi and the sisters opened the gates of the camp, "welcome to Camp Rogg, you may want to rest first, but I still want you to meet Sister Accala." ”

"Okay, it just so happens that we have something to find Sister Akara for as well." Mo Wen just smiled, and the female Rogge next to him blushed because of this, and whispered there.

Seeing this, the Amazon in the team narrowed his eyes, and an invisible murderous aura rose up, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop because of this, and several female Rogers shivered inexplicably, as if they were being targeted by some dangerous beast.