For some reason, there is always an aesthetic of violence when a beautiful woman uses heavy weapons to use exaggerated tricks.

A hammer smashed the opponent into a headless horseman, and the huge war hammer did not stop, making a beautiful C-shape in mid-air, and in an instant, it smashed the wild boar that might have hit him.

That's probably a heavily armed wild boar that weighs nearly a ton!

Your aunt said that if you smash it, you will smash it?

Seeing that half of the pig's face wrapped in special leather armor was smashed and dented, Martin was shocked and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Seeing the surprised expressions of her two temporary companions, Franise knew that she didn't explain something, which might make her companions think a little badly: "I do have non-human blood in my body, and it comes from my mother, who is a people of silver. ”

In general, the continent of Kaos is also very much in line with Martin's perception of the Western worldview, divided by three camps: chaos, neutrality, and order.

The Northland barbarians, orcs, swamp people, and the Chaos Demons of the Troubled Lands in the northeast of the continent make up the People of Chaos.

Wood Elves are neutral.

Humans and dwarves are the quintessential orderlines, also known as the people of black iron. Further up, according to the number of deity bloodlines in the body, they are divided into bronze, silver, and gold people. Generally speaking, the higher the proportion of divine blood in the body, the more noble the bloodline.

You know, even the High Elves who have disappeared on the continent of Kaos claim to be the people of bronze, and Franise actually said that her mother is the people of silver, which is great news.

You know, only the direct descendants of dragons or gods are the people of gold!

In fact, Franise already regretted it a little.

But I was relieved to think that Martin was my savior.

Compared with Garr's stunned, Martin let out a light "oh", which made Francise even more entangled.

That's how you react?

Regardless of Francis's original status, the mere sheer title of Descendant of the Silver People would make her a guest in the King's Hall in any orderly realm.

Who knew that Martin, who had seen the world, would react so flatly!

Franise wasn't annoyed, but she was more curious about Martin's identity.

After killing two opponents, Gal was able to capture a Spear Formation seed. To be precise, this is not a skill for individual combat, but a seed of skill for commanders.

Franise directly comprehended a special skill [Flowing Water Acceleration], according to her own words, it is to speed up the attack speed of heavy weapons, which is definitely a good thing for her to make a hammer.

By the way, Martin summoned the 'Footless' to kill four guys, and he didn't get any benefit except for the equipment, perhaps by defaulting to the fact that the killer was the Footless.

When the third poison circle began to shrink, in the announcement of the oracle, there were only 26 people left in the audience.

There is a growing sense of urgency.

"Shall we take up that little bunker in advance?" said Francis, pointing to the conspicuous and well-placed bunker in the middle of the basin.

It was a three-story bunker. On the platform at the top of the bunker, the entire basin can be clearly observed through the arrow stacks.

It's easy to defend and hard to attack.

Martin shook his head: "It's too conspicuous." And our team has key flaws. ”

"Flawed?"

"yes, don't you think we lack a therapist?"

If it's a PUBG game, with three people stuck in a small bunker, of course you can consider it. Martin was a sniper on top, Francis was in goal, and Gal flanked it.

But this is a magical world, with powerful orcs and half-orcs, elven archers who can wear through a hundred steps, and all kinds of strange alchemy and magic.

In this unscientific world, it is extremely difficult to play trapped, facing an all-round siege by an enemy several times its size, once the attacking enemy is not extinguished in time, and is besieged by more than two groups of enemies, it will be very hanging.

Besides, no one stipulates that the safe zone and the big drug circle outside must be concentric circles. If the safe zone is painted in the opposite direction of the bunker, then the fortified bunker will become the grave of the defenders.

The other party doesn't have to do anything, just set a fire at the gate of the bunker, and he can jam the defender from a moment ago to the point that life is worse than death.

Martin had only mentioned the advantages and disadvantages of the bunker, and Francis was already breaking out in a cold sweat.

"I'm sorry, I took it for granted. Sure enough, I'm still a long way from a real commander. ”

What shocked her even more was that Martin's vision quickly became a big prophecy.

A four-man squad of Wood Elves took over the bunker.

Two bombardment archers were on the upper floor of the bunker, wantonly sniping at all enemies within a 200-meter radius of the bunker. A druid summoned vines and sealed the lowest level of the bunker tightly. There is also a wood elf armed with a kite-shaped shield roaming head-on against those who dare to rush through the bunker.

At the beginning, they did fight well, and directly wiped out a three-person orc squad. And then they were wiped out.

Originally, the Chaos Warriors, a total of six people from two directions, each with their own unaffiliated subordinates, seemed to have reached some kind of py deal.

The most exaggerated guy turned out to be a big guy similar to the Fire Demon, not only more than six meters tall, but also covered in fire, and the contestants from several kilometers away could clearly see his huge figure, and faintly hear his roaring voice.

This kind of flame beast that can only be seen in siege battles is obviously a foul level existence for maggot-level games.

The two elven archers finally shot to death the fellow of the copycat fire demon, but they couldn't resist the attack of the flame monster.

The Wood Elf warrior mustered up the courage to rush forward, but was directly hit by this copycat fire demon with a home run, rolled out on fire, fell on a high dirt slope with little grass, and convulsed a few times, and then there was a divine messenger prompting him to hang up and declare it.

Just when everyone thought that this bunker would become the centerpiece of the whole bloody competition, Martin, who never minded estimating the worst-case scenario of the gods, was once again right.

The location of the fourth safe zone is the eccentric circle in the poison ring, and the bunker happens to be outside the safe zone. Everyone fought for this bunker before, thinking that it would be the final winner, but now they suddenly find that this place is dead. And in a minute it will be covered with plague and poison.

Who would fight for life and death for this hellish place?

Slipped!

As expected, the Wood Elves were subjected to the most brutal resistance.