Seeing Downton kill Ram without hesitation, the magicians were stunned, and then retreated in unison.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!" Downton roared, looking at Holyfield.

The five-meter-tall ogre, with a large waist and a round waist, knotted muscles and simple armor, looks like a mountain of steel and meat, and the closer it gets, the more full of visual oppression.

After the ghouls had gougled through the team of the Magnifices, they reformed and assembled in front of Downton.

"Big brother, I, bless me with magic magic!" Hu Tao didn't take the ogre seriously at all, carrying a two-handed sword, pounding Downton's thigh, and the smashed shin guard plate armor thumped.

"Be careful, these ogres are not easy to deal with, and there are two war tiers in them. Arnold's face was solemn, and in the military merit calculation method of various countries, three positions were killed.

"Master, why don't we leave first?" Jackson felt a lot of pressure, especially when a dozen ogres surrounded him, and it seemed that even the sky was covered.

Downton's answer was simple, kicking Jackson so hard that he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"Brother, and me!" Hu Tao stood in front of Downton and tried his best to recommend himself.

"Be good, be obedient, stay behind. Downton wanted to push away the walnut casually, but little Lori's stubbornness came up, like a koala, holding his leg and not letting go.

"I can fight too, this ogre, I can fight ten. Hu Tao felt that he was being underestimated.

Downton looked around, and continued to extract Liliang in the Titan Idol, an ogre's Liliang was about two to three times that of a troll, so Downton wanted to gain an absolute advantage, at least ten trolls' Liliang.

Fortunately, Downton has recently been promoted in a row, and his physical fitness has improved a bit. It can withstand the power of ten trolls, so you don't have to worry about your body collapsing.

"This little girl looks delicious, and it should be nice to eat it when she touches it with honey and roasts. Holyfield bared a mouthful of large yellow teeth longer than his index finger, showed a horrible grin, and suddenly shook his hand. He threw the mace in his hand.

Whew, the six-meter-long log that the two of them hugged together was too thick, like a battering ram, and shot at Downton with a huge sound of breaking wind.

The ground seemed to be swept away by a hurricane, and the air currents stirred up by maces blew away the dust around them.

Knock! Knock!

Holyfield began to charge, his bigfoot on the ground like a war drum, and a strange cry coming from his throat.

Bang!

Two loyal servants stepped forward, shoulders close together. As a meat shield, it intercepted the mace, but it was directly knocked into the air and fell into the air.

The barbarians had to block, but Downton was faster.

"I'm coming!" Downton ripped the walnut apart, gripped the tomahawk tightly, and shot a giant seal towards the mace.

Rumble!

A huge magical battle axe fell from the sky and slashed at the log. Directly blasted out a half-meter-deep dentation.

The mace slammed into the ground, shattering the floor. Holyfield struck the rocks, grabbed the handle of the log, and smashed it down on Downton's head.

Downton swung his tomahawk with all his might.

Giant Slash!

Rumble!

The front third of the log exploded under the impact of the huge force, shattering into flying sawdust.

Obscure the view with them. Downton quickly scurried behind the ogre and slashed at its spine.

The inferior leather armor simply couldn't stop the perfect level of tomahawks, which cracked like paper, and then left a scar on the rough skin, and blood flew out.

"Damn. Your liliangweishenme is so big?" Holyfield didn't expect a human teenager to have such a powerful liliang, and he actually suppressed himself, but as for the injury, it didn't care.

The ogre's self-healing power was so good that the muscles tightened to stop the loss of blood.

When the other ogres saw that Arno was going to the human's aid, they immediately swarmed up, stopped him, and launched a siege, and the barbarians were immediately in danger.

"You deal with that barbarian and those tin cans, this guy is handed over to me. Holyfield ripped a metal button from his belt and pinched it twice, and it immediately swelled to form a steel mace taller than Downton, "My soul talent is to mold any metal into the shape of a weapon I want, how about it?

Holyfield showed off, but it was a pity that Downton didn't bother with the gossip.

Watching the servants rush towards the ogre fearlessly, but they couldn't get close and were constantly knocked away, Downton's brows furrowed.

When the ghouls faced the humans, Liliang had the upper hand, so the mad dog tactics could work, but against ogres who were almost five times larger than them, the advantage was mostly negated, and even with heavy armor, they could not defend against their heavy blows.

For a moment, Downton remembered the abomination he had seen in the dungeon, if it was the war machines made by the undead against the ogres, they could definitely crush them.

"Boy, how dare you ignore me?" Holyfield got angry and stormed Downton, its martial arts were rudimentary, but Liliang was too big to make up for it.

Downton and the ogre attacked, and every time the tomahawk and mace hit, there was a huge roar, and the street lamps in the square were trembling.

Under this blow, the soul shield was fragile and constantly shattered.

The onlookers were dumbfounded, and they only now realized that Downton was far more powerful than they thought.

In the battle circle, Downton is far from being as easy as it seems, the ogre's swing is powerful enough, and this level of attack, as long as it takes a shot, it will definitely break the bone.

Those few demon servants who fell to the ground and couldn't get up were the most haode examples, and the heavy armor on their bodies had a huge dent and deformation, and if it were humans, they would have been shocked to death.

The wandering harassment tactics were also ineffective, and the ogre's fan-shaped sweep would send the ghouls flying close to them, and then attack Downton without fear.

In the battle with Barnetta, Downton was too seriously injured, and ten days of library life did not allow him to fully recover, and this kind of attack and onslaught, too consuming his body, made his wounds burst again, that kind of tearing flesh and skin. Makes his painful muscles twitch and his defenses slow.

Whew, mace swing.

"Oh no!" Despite all his efforts to adjust, Downton was unable to unload all his strength.

The mace struck the tomahawk behind it, and it struck Downton in the chest.

Bang, Downton fell straight out. It took more than a dozen laps to stop.

"Big brother!" little Lori was about to rush to the rescue, but was stopped by Jackson.

"Get out of the way. "Jackson's crossbow bolt hit Holyfield, but the ogre had thick skin, and the short arrow didn't hurt much if it stuck in them.

Ahem, Downton coughed, spat out a mouthful of blood, and he estimated that his ribs were broken by at least a third.

“haha。 You're dead. Holyfield struck again, and the mace slammed down on his head.

Downton rolled and gasped, the broken bone spurs like pins and needles, hurting the internal organs with each movement, making the pain like waves sweeping over the nerves.

The onlookers did not expect the sudden reversal of the situation, and watched Downton dodge in embarrassment. They're ready to move again.

Downton took out the healing potion and took a sip. Then he waved his hand and chanted a mantra, and the wind of divine bath descended, relieving the pain.

"It's useless, stop struggling fearlessly. "Every time Holyfield's mace drops, it blasts a big crater in the floor. Rubble flew and clanged against Downton's armor.

Downton didn't expect the ogre in front of him to be so difficult, so he gritted his teeth and didn't keep it anymore. A brown flask was pulled out of the battle pouch at his waist.

When the cap was opened, a viscous pale blue liquid was revealed, and metallic steel sharks swam inside.

Downton glanced at it and poured it into his mouth, the liquid melted in his mouth, a fishy smell burst on his taste buds, and he didn't know what was kicking, like swallowing a mouthful of a small fish that was still alive.

The act of drinking the potion slowed Downton's dodge by half a beat, and Holyfield would not let go of this opportunity, catching up, and the mace slammed into his chest.

Rumble!

Downton flew straight out, smashed the street lamp, and embedded it directly into the wall more than thirty meters away.

"It's over!"

"It's dead. ”

The onlookers didn't dare to look at it anymore, under this blow, Downton's internal organs were estimated to have turned into meat puree, and dozens of them rushed to Downton for the first time, wanting to take advantage of his 'serious injury' to take away the head and loot.

"Big brother!" Hu Tao broke away from Jackson and pounced on Downton.

"Boss!" Arnold was also anxious, although he had already killed five ogres, there were still nearly ten more to besiege him.

"I'm Debolo. Jackson was startled, and rushed desperately to ask for help from Downton, because of the existence of the death contract, if the owner died, it would have to be buried with him.

"Fuck off, don't grab my loot!"

"It's mine!"

The magicians rushed into Downton, reaching for tomahawks, cutting off heads, and everyone's faces showed a deep greed and madness.

Sudden mutation!

Before a magician could catch the torn dragon's fangs, he saw it suddenly pick up and go straight to the door of his head.

Well, a skull was split into two pieces, and the hot and humid blood sprinkled on the people around them, making them feel like they had been poured cold water by the winter, and their boiling hearts suddenly cooled.

All eyes fell on Downton, and then everyone saw Downton wielding a battle axe, slashing down the three magicians who didn't have time to open their shields in a hurry.

"Why aren't you dead yet?" a group of guys who wanted to pick up the leak were shocked, like stabbing a hornet's nest, and hurriedly retreated.

Downton waved his arm, and the giant flail swept through, enveloping the group, and even though they had opened their shields, the powerful attack blasted them all away.

Rushing out, Downton grabbed a wounded hapless ghost, lifted it, and poured it the ground.

Bang, the ground cracked, like a mass of rotten flesh with all the bones shattered, and the magician spurted blood, completely paralyzed.

"Who's coming?"

Downton yells, the audience is silent!(To be continued......)

PS: Tomorrow there will be four more changes, and the second volume will be over!