The two white wolf kings were not just simple beasts, they were more than ten times the size of normal wolves, similar to the size of horses, and their white and supple fur made people want to make them into fur coats. The blood-colored wolf eyes emitted a scarlet glow, and just one glance at each other was terrifying. Their name is the Inugod Clan.

"Go, children, you are my warriors!" the dog god obeyed Leon's command with great meekness, and jumped into the pit.

Then came the shouts of Rianwald, the sound of the magic cracking, the sound of the dog god tearing at the prey. Leon couldn't stand at this time, as the lord of the beasts, how could he only let his subordinates fight alone, he showed his weapon in his hand, a red and yellow hilt, the huge handle was forty centimeters, the blade was wide and thick, the giant sword was one meter and five long, and the weight reached one hundred kilograms, and the heavy sword could be worthy of a tough guy. It is difficult for mercenaries below the rank of a squire to wield this heavy sword. Even the deputy head of the regiment Cornish could hardly swing this sharp blade smoothly.

Leon slung his sword to his shoulder, his eyes blazing, "Boys, I'm here to help!" Leonwald jumped out of the pit covered in blood, panting, steel blades stuck into the ground, bloody blades supporting his trembling body. The scars all over his body are a testament to the brutal battle he had just endured. He finally regretted it now, and paid the price for what he had just said.

"Hmm, why do you look like this! You who used to despise the vision beast, I don't know how you feel now!" Leon's sarcastic words made Leanwald even angrier.

"Leon, don't underestimate me, I can still fight. Leonwald's unyielding eyes deeply hurt Leon.

"The eyes are good, I admire your warrior's blood, but everyone can't live in peace when they stand here. Leon lowered his sword, the heavy blade poking a deep sword mark into the ground. A sonorous and powerful voice roared in the wind.

"My eyes are innate, and I don't need to be complimented by you. As he spoke, Leanwald dragged his tired body and rushed up in a straight line, and in his consciousness there was no such thing as a curve. The steel blades that glowed with cold light were an extension of his limbs. The sharp steel blade rubbed a sparkling spark on the ground, and he roared as he rushed towards Leon.

"I'm not afraid of you, even though I don't have any swordsmanship. "The two of them marched forward in the wind, the smell of blood in the wind, and the dust of the blades of their swords, a scene that resembled a medieval duel between warriors, and it seems to be no longer outdated. Both of them shouted, shouting loudly to boost morale and make mankind not afraid of life and death.

"Bump!" a crisp sound of swords clashing echoed in Leon's ears, and the sound of metal trembling plucked to produce beautiful notes. Then a broken steel blade swirled in the air, eventually plunging vertically into the ground. Leon was left with a scratch on his face, a little blood oozing from the subtle wound, and another scar was added to his face that had been ravaged by the years. Leanwald's body knelt on the ground with his back to Leon, blood gushing out from his shoulder, like a fountain of blood staining the air with a fishy smell.

A heavy head rolled down at Leon's feet, and he just squinted at the already miserable face, "Alas...... Why bother? This is the end of a young life. Don't you feel sorry?" Leon felt sorry for his opponent, even though it was all thanks to him. Leon wiped the blood from his face, Leanwald's head was accidentally splashed on his body when his head flew sideways just now, and he always felt that the smell of this blood was different from the taste of humans and even apostles.

Leon strode to the edge of the pit, and in the fishing net in the pit, Benson showed the mask of his sheep's skull, and there were a few more wounds on his body, but they were not deep, and the two canine gods who confronted him were also wounded, and could only threaten their opponents with sharp teeth. "Alas...... Benson, do you still want to fight? Your companion has been killed by me, don't make a futile struggle. ”

Leon routinely dissuaded his opponent once at a time, which was his habit, and although there were few successful cases, he still insisted on doing so.

Benson helped his mask, "Hehe! Leanwald is immortal. You're the one who's going to lose now. ”

Leon looked back at the cold headless corpse on the ground, and laughed at himself in his heart, actually believing Benson's nonsense, "Your companion's corpse is cold, do you still have to persevere?

"Do you think I'm a big brother for nothing, isn't he afraid of me?" Benson stood up. Glaring at Leon, with a sense of declaring war.

"All right, dogs, hard work for my warriors. The two canine gods jumped into the pit and quickly disappeared into the alley. "Come on! ”

The air under Benson's feet dragged him up the pit like an invisible lift, and when Benson's feet touched the ground, in time for the current to spread from under his feet, these currents were not used to shock his opponents, but to connect a dozen magic arrays.

Dozens of spells around Leon lit up at the same time, and this current was like a wire connecting the light bulb, sending Lute into the array in a steady stream.

"When did you place so many magic arrays!" Leon was a little surprised, but so far, this man who claimed to be the king of magic had hardly used any tricks that could really limit Leon except for showing that he could quickly set up the magic array, and that he could activate the magic array without the magic array.

"As long as I want to set up, I can place the magic array anytime and anywhere. Don't be surprised!" Then he silently recited a few incomprehensible spells in his mouth, dozens of magic arrays flashed purple light, Leon was obviously surrounded, dozens of tentacles like thick cables, stretched out from the magic array, and then these tentacles began to frantically whip Leon.

Leon can only quickly dodge back and forth in the middle of the magic array, from time to time he swings his heavy sword to cut off the tentacles, but after these tentacles are cut off, new tentacles will grow, Leon seems to be a lobster surrounded by seaweed, the volley of these tentacles is very powerful, each blow leaves a deep mark on the ground, if it is smoked, it is estimated that the skin will be opened, and the heavy will be crushed and fractured. And these tentacles are not just simple physical attacks, there is a lute flow inside the tentacles. Even if Leon transforms into a cheetah form, he can barely cope.

Leon, who has been dodging, can't cope with it, the number of tentacles is too much, and the frequency and intensity of attacks are constantly increasing. Several times Leon was accidentally drawn by the tentacles, his skin immediately turned purple and blue, and there was a tendency to necrosis, but fortunately, Leon was able to quickly adjust his functions, and there were still many antidotes in the blood, so that he would not be killed by toxins, and his skin would not continue to die. But even so, he still felt the burning pain of these wounds. And those bruised-purple skins show no signs of getting better.

"It's not the way to go, and though my blood is full of antidotes, isn't this the color of my skin and the strange pain?" Leon thought as he dodged.

Benson completely saw through his thoughts, "You don't have to be nervous, those toxins in your body have been broken down by you, and those bruises and pains are signs that Lute is losing from you." If it were an ordinary person, this tentacle of mine would have died of necrosis a long time ago. "The enemy who is hit by Benson's trick will be poisoned first, his toxin can make the organs die quickly, if the enemy escapes the punishment of the toxin, then the enemy's Lute will be slowly released from the wound, and soon the opponent will be difficult to fight or die because of Lute's exhaustion.

"Only the truly vicious can come up with such a vicious trick. But it doesn't matter, my lute is very deep, even if it dissipates a little, it doesn't matter, it should be given back to the natural world. ”

Several tentacles stabbed towards Leon's heart, and the tips of these tentacles sprouted sharp spikes. It seems that the functions of these tentacles are still very comprehensive. Leon held his heavy sword to his chest, and a cyan light shattered the tentacles of the attackers. He pulled out the giant sword, clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, exerted force in his right leg, and the muscles of his whole body coordinated his strength, and an arc of sword light flashed, and the powerful slash was several times stronger than the power of Hain's blue water current slash. Half of the tentacles were cut off. The broken tentacles also writhed their ugly bodies on the ground.

Leon was about to cut off all the remaining tentacles in a slash, his head was suddenly shrouded in a huge shadow, he looked up, his face was shocked, a meteorite was actually very close to him, although this meteorite is not large in diameter and only one meter in diameter, but the impact of high-speed movement is still very strong. Leon's feet appeared in the form of a magic array, and he was already locked. Look at where Benson reads the words.

It was possible to release the technique without warning like this, which made Leon always at a disadvantage, and not feeling the flow of the opponent's Lute at all was the most headache for Leon, because if he couldn't feel the flow of Lute, there was no way to predict the opponent's moves.

In desperation, Leon could only raise the heavy sword above his head, the meteorite pressed on the heavy sword, and the sparks from the friction ignited the surrounding houses, Leon felt that the heavy sword in his hand had turned into hot cast iron, and the skin on his hand began to emit white smoke, and the smell of roasted pig hair stimulated his sense of smell.

Leon shouted, using all his strength, to split the meteorite in half. But at this time, several tentacles took the opportunity to stab his waist, and the body that was pierced felt that he couldn't care about the feelings. Leon unleashed a huge lute, and a cyan lute gradually engulfed the meteorite's flames.

"Break it for me!" Leon used all his strength to slash his heavy sword between the meteorites, and after a loud explosion, small meteorite fragments flew everywhere, and the corners of Leon's mouth were also covered with long-lost blood.

"Haha! "Do you have any tricks!" Leon still let out a familiar laugh.