Seeing this scene, the dragon lance knights were even more combative, and continued to compete for the front, intensifying the rout of the Wu clan, and even several knights with superb force had approached the chariot.

Seeing the enemy in front of them, the sturdy Witch Guardians surrounding the chariot drew their weapons and stopped the advancing dragon lancers.

Kabilo confronted the leader of the Witch Guard, who wielded a battle axe, and the frost magic flowing on the battle axe allowed him to confront Kabilo as a high-ranking knight without falling behind.

The ice-blue cold air intertwined with the red sword, and every collision between the sword and the axe stirred up a large white mist.

To Cabillo's surprise, the warrior in a Wiccan costume and a white paper mask was very different from the Wics he had encountered before, and although his fighting skills were crude, he possessed an astonishing strength and fighting instinct comparable to that of a beast, and he often let his sword go to nothing.

Even in the heyday of his youth, Cabilo was sure that he was definitely not as powerful as the warrior in front of him.

If it weren't for the combat experience and skills accumulated over decades of fighting, Cabilo might have been defeated.

When did the Witch have such a powerful warrior?

A trace of doubt flashed in Cabilo's heart, but the fierce battle in front of him did not allow him to think too much, he could only fight with all his might.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the witch priest had finished chanting the incantation, and was standing quietly on the chariot, motionless, like a lifeless sculpture.

Kabilo was shocked, and suddenly his eyes darkened, and he looked up at the sky, only to see that above the wasteland, the sky after washing was covered with dark clouds, and the atmosphere seemed extremely gloomy and depressing.

A faint layer of magical light swept over the corpses of the Wu soldiers on the ground, and their corpses burned rapidly, and countless pale cyan points of light flew out of the flames and injected into the body of the Wu sacrifice.

The blood of the dead witches flowed underneath the chariot and unconsciously converged into a huge six-pointed star pattern.

The sacrificial's face distorted, flashing with pain, absorbing the life force in the bodies of hundreds of witches in one breath, and driving this huge magic array, leaving his body and spirit on the verge of collapse.

But his eyes were still calm, and he muttered to himself: "The great wheel of fortune guides your people to rest in peace in the sea of stars." ”

Then, he closed his eyes and seemed to fall into a long sleep, but the magical aura that erupted from beneath him grew stronger, plunging the wasteland sky into darkness.

This madman!

Kabilo, who was accustomed to seeing death, also felt a burst of horror, and at this moment he finally understood that the Wu Clan's previous unprovoked death was not stupid or accidental, it was simply intentional by this priest, the purpose was to complete this sacrificial magic array.

However, is it worth paying such a heavy price just to wipe out the lone knights of the North Wind Legion, which has less than 100 people? In addition to being shocked, Cabilo couldn't help but wonder.

At this moment, the Witch Guardian who had been fighting him took a step back, and a roar came out of his mouth like thunder.

The defender's footsteps thumped forward, and the ground trembled as if a heavy hammer had slammed into the ground, sending large expanses of dirt flying up, and then he tore the white paper mask from his face.

Under the mask was a rugged face that definitely did not belong to the Wu people, it could be called heroic, with an incomparably wild fighting spirit burning in his eyes, the muscles of his body were stretched, and his body had become a little taller.

Kabilo raised his sword in disbelief, "You're a barbarian!"

"Invaders of the Dragonlance Dynasty, die. The barbarian warrior rushed forward like a bull, and took a step that shook the earth.

Kabilo summoned his own sword energy, and the red magic light swirled, turning the long sword into a hot torch, and the fiery red sword slashed towards the rushing barbarians.

Except for the beast race, no race dares to fight against a barbarian with an innate advantage in strength, and the experienced Kabiro certainly won't make such a low-level mistake, he only hopes that his sword qi can bring enough damage to the other party before the barbarian gets close.

The full strength of the human high-level knight's sword was something that no strong man of any race could ignore, and the blazing sword was bright, and the soil on the ground was steaming.

However, the barbarian rushed straight over as if he hadn't seen it, and he didn't even bother to raise his battle axe, as if he didn't care about the sword aura emitted by the old knight.

The scorching red sword slashed head-on at the barbarian, but it did not produce the result that Kabilo expected, and the sword qi automatically disappeared the moment it hit the barbarian.

Sensing that something was wrong, Kabilo hurriedly retreated, and several dragonkemen behind him swung their swords in front of the barbarians, and the clash of swords and battle axes made a dull sound.

The dragoknights felt an unrivalled force come down their wrists, the pain of their bones breaking causing them to let go of their swords, and the overwhelming force slammed them out.

What kind of monster is this?

"Can't even a tenth of my strength? The barbarian said disdainfully, "You are really too weak, the most elite warriors of the North Wind Legion of the Dragon Lance Dynasty are at this level?"

Can't fight any longer, Kabilo glanced at the priest who was still asleep, and a strong sense of vigilance surged in his heart, "Hurry up, this place is not suitable for a long time." ”

"I want to leave now, it's too late. The barbarian warrior walked with a smirk, the great axe raised, and the ice-blue frost on it disappeared, but the sense of oppression exuded was far stronger than before.

He strode forward, swinging his battle axe, slashing at the swords and armor of the Dragonlancers like fragile bricks, tearing their bodies apart and paying them back for the pain the Dragonlancers had inflicted on the Witch Warriors.

The tide of battle quickly turned.

The barbarian warrior plunged headlong into the formation of the Spear Knights, his strength was so great that each stroke of his axe could cripple a Lancer warrior, and most of the time, he could even swing a battle axe and use his fists to knock the enemy away from the enemy in front of him.

Skills, tactics, and numbers all became meaningless in front of this barbarian warrior.

The barbarian warrior was as unstoppable as the gods, and no dragon lancer could catch his blow, not even dodge, the speed and reaction of the barbarian were beyond imagination, and often the knight who shot was shocked out of the way with a single shot.

The situation was as tragic as before, but this time, it was crushed by the dragon lance side.

Under the ferocious onslaught of the barbarian warriors, the momentum of the dragon lancer's charge was contained, and he began to quickly retreat and encircle the barbarian warriors who were deeply trapped in the enemy formation.

However, the barbarian warrior didn't care at all, and continued to fight energetically, blood splashed, and the battle axe in his hand gradually dyed purple and black.

The remnants of the Witch soldiers retreated far behind the chariot, quietly watching the one-sided battle.

After more than a dozen dragon lancers fell, Kabilo, who was standing behind the dragon lancers and commanded, finally realized that this was a monster in front of them that they could not understand and could not fight, and shouted hoarsely, "Hurry up, I will break the queen, you don't have to worry about anything, just run back, the faster the better." ”

"Lord Kabilo, what about the corpses of the war dead?" asked Kabilo's lieutenant hesitantly.