Ouyang couldn't stand it, Cullen's composure, Wabang's anxiety, he understood that the mastiffs couldn't cope with the current situation. He shouted "Fizz!" and summoned a six-meter spiral shield, tossed it at Flegg, and then headed for the other falling Norwegian back.

Pop out the spider silk to pull down a alder, and when the thorn ball falls, release the spider silk to allow the trunk to accurately pat on it, after a splash of debris cutting, four or five meters tall alder is left bare, and the ground is a fluffy dirt pit, Ouyang successfully blocked the Norwegian back rushing into the crowd - the mastiff is scattered, but the house shooter and the girls are still in place.

On the other hand, "Mr. Heavy Fist" did not disappoint Ouyang, after all, it was a combination of prestige in the wasteland, Flegg took the long-awaited "pancake", and the person stood up and slapped the falling Norwegian back. Little Golon's strength is not small, and the hardness of the spiral armor shield is not comparable to that of alders. Under the guidance of Fitz, who is good at slingshots, Norway's back was slapped horizontally, the spikes on his body were broken a lot, and his white body fell into the bushes, which was dizzy. Little Goron had already raised his shield again and rushed over.

Without the shield, Ouyang didn't seem so easy. Holding a machete, he didn't dare to shake the poisonous spikes for a while, so he had to dodge with the trees, looking for an opportunity to attack. Fortunately, after Long Ying lifted off, his pressure was relieved.

The mastiffs met the remaining five Norwegian backs.

The remaining five Norwegian backbones didn't perform the same stunts as the two in the sky, charging in a decent way.

The Beamon warriors are able to ride against humans, and the mastiffs are not trained as regular warriors, but they have the potential, and once a year they deal with the Norwegian back, they dare to face the charging beasts.

The charging Norwegian spine did the same, curled up, and crushed it, spikes and spurs.

The iron rod chosen by the mastiff man played a role, five sticks stretched out, resisting the rolling ball of thorns, and the sixth mastiff took the opportunity to rush forward, the iron rod smashed indiscriminately, and the spikes were broken and flew by the force of the mining and cracking stones.

Norway suffered a pain in his back, twisted his body, and flicked his tail.

The mastiff dodged and walked around, taking the opportunity to smash a few more sticks.

Norway's back suffered again, and white light burst from the spikes, turning the spikes into ethereal extended blades, and some of the mastiffs couldn't dodge and were cut on their bodies.

The blood stimulated the nerves of the bloodthirsty warrior, roaring and waving his arms, spilling blood, as if the deafening burst from his mouth, and the bright red from the wound was not enough to vent the anger and war intent in his heart.

A bright red aura descended at the right time, and the expected power filled the whole body, and the bulging blood vessels accelerated the flow of blood. I didn't care about the wound anymore, I didn't care about the bleeding, the red eyes stared at the irascible beast, the tense joints of the whole body creaked, and the iron rods in my hands seemed to be pinched out of the indentation. The mastiff makes the most primitive provocation to the enemy with a roar, rough and heroic.

Norway's back became more irritable, and the "madness aura" cast by Hogarth also shrouded these giant beasts nailed to the menu, and the white light was dyed blood red, and under the dark jade color, it burned through everyone's hearts like a sunset before night.

In vain with increased strength, Norway felt that it had awakened the majesty of the dragon, as if it were a majestic and immovable ridge, capable of churning over the entire plateau. Sharp fingers and claws clasped at the dirt, and the beast that had completely exploded under the influence of the "madness aura" tightened its neck and roared at the mastiff.

A dark body broke through the mastiff's line, sandwiched with magma-like light, and descended with a bang, with the momentum of the wind and the momentum of the thunder, roaring through this wild scene, and the tomahawk in his hand with the majesty of the "world" descended on the head of Norway's back.

The most vivid red burst out in this red light that represents power, announcing the end of the intermission, followed by the ** event of blood and thunder!

"Don't look like a gobble, rookies, smash your power into the flesh of your opponents!Obislachi!' this is the Beamon Warrior!" Cullen's roar awakened everyone's obsession with power.

On the battlefield, battle is always the main theme of strength! Blood is the battle song of heroes!

"Kampas!" the mastiff's incomprehensible roar has finally become the most deafening syllable!

Sworn in the name of the god of war, the Beamon warriors are once again in battle! Blood and glory will never rest in the land of Lotharma!

Is it the effect of madness, or is it the effect of blood? After the two sides fought again, the attack on the back of Norway became violent, and instead of bowing his head and twisting his waist to rely on the spikes on his body, he gathered them all together and turned them into a piece of armor. At this time, the claws became the lead singer of their "wild beast" song, and with each wave, the three paw prints were one note after another, branded on the ground, on the trees, and on the body of the mastiff!

Led by the battle-hardened Cullen, the mastiffs began to play the power of the Bimon Berserker in battle, and the iron rods of six were no longer beating the rats crossing the street, but knew how to cooperate, although the order of Cullen's roar was just a sentence of "Obislaki"!

It's not that the Beamon warriors can keep their sanity and cooperate with each other after going berserk, it's impossible, not even if you put six high-ranking Beamon warriors like Cullen together. The frenzied Beamon warriors had only one thought left, and that was the desire to fight, let alone the untrained mastiffs.

Coincidentally, the Bimon Berserker's desire to fight will somehow lead him to defeat his enemies faster and more effectively, although it often evolves into primitive attacks such as hand-tearing and mouth-biting. Mastiffs have always been fighting with the group fighting, and the irritability after the madness makes each of them eager to surpass the comrades around them, and under the premise of causing a certain amount of damage, the mastiffs know how to use the attacks of others!

One mastiff breaks a spike in Norway's back, and another mastiff will instantly drop the rod where the stab was broken, and then smash another one ostentatiously.

It is this primitive desire for destruction with a competitive connotation that makes the mastiffs form another way of cooperating after they go berserk - to be more aggressive than others!

The Norwegian backs are also slowly becoming familiar with the claws that are not commonly used, and the high-speed flowing blood after the frenzy stimulates their heads, and their skills actually become flexible. The two paws that pounce forward hold the iron rod, and when the body of the mastiff is crooked, it will take advantage of the body and arch the body of the mastiff, and the spiky body will be spiky!

Cullen seemed to be the most furious one in the field, his claws, spikes, and iron tails were all hidden, no matter how many wounds he had, he just kept rotating two rounds of tomahawks, chop, chop, chop! In his eyes, cutting everything is the essence of battle, no matter your fangs and claws, no matter if you are as hard as iron, even if you are as tall as a mountain, as if you can break it all with two rounds of tomahawks, in order to show his greatness!

This relentless retreat is very effective, and the big black man is the only warrior who pushes back the enemy!

Here, Cullen led the erupting mastiffs to solve the five Norwegian backs, the "Mr. Heavy Punches" group was helped by several House shooters to solve the opponent, and Ouyang killed the enemy under the stump with the help of two mages and a ranger.

Carrying the prey out of the canyon and finding a shady place, everyone set up a cauldron prepared in advance, ready to taste fresh ingredients, the loin of Norway's back on the spine of the world, the cauldron is braised in a cauldron, which is a rare delicacy in Bimon.

As she pondered the previous battle, a deep question lingered in her mind, her mentor was not there, so she had to ask Knight Cullen, who had followed her mentor, for advice.

"Why is Norway's back going berserk?"

The sea magician's ridicule made the new priest blush.

The experienced Cullen saw the embarrassment of the new war sacrifice, and stood up and taught: "The blessing of the war song pays attention to timing, and generally blesses the warrior with the aura of madness when the warrior's fighting mood is at its highest, because it is too early, it will make the warrior lose control and charge ahead of time; ”

Hearing Cullen mention this, Huo Jiasi remembered the situation at that time, and couldn't help but blush.

"One more point. Cullen continued: "The duration of the Berserk Aura is ten minutes, and it takes a certain amount of time to chant the Berserk Battle Song, all of which need to be considered, and you are all new to the Sacrifice, inexperienced, and generally ordered by the Commander. Vabang, here you are the captain, and I am just a sacrificial retinue. On the battlefield, you must always remember your duties!In addition, you are used to working with Eric, and you do not take into account the unfamiliarity of your new comrades, which is also fatal! Remember? Rookie!" At the end, Cullen stood up suddenly, and gave a shout at Wabang, assuming the posture of a sergeant major, which frightened the brown bear people into a daze.

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This chapter has not been revised, so it is a mess. Found the house yesterday, moved today, and then today is my birthday, give me some red tickets to wish me a happy birthday!