The situation on the Centurion's side is not promising.

More demon pigs rushed towards him, and the two chain claws alone could not effectively inflict heavy damage. And apparently the Demon Pig found out about this, and divided a small group to drag Lorne down, and the rest of the group stormed the centurion.

Lorne couldn't pull away at all, and the besieging demon pig seemed to have learned wisely, and was not in a hurry to attack, just whirling around with fangs, waiting for an opportunity. Eager to help the centurion, Lorne took the initiative to attack, and was about to cut off the fangs of the demon pig in front of him, but was pushed by the demon pig on the side.

As if struck by a heavy carriage, Lorne's sturdy body flew out and fell to the ground, a fishy sweetness in his mouth. He took advantage of the momentum to roll around twice and get up, endured the numbness in his right hand, and stepped forward to sneak attack, cutting off the heads of the two demon pigs.

The centurion was chased and beaten by dozens of demon pigs, and he retreated one after another, running all the way up the basin. His level 1 ability is steel skin, and a layer of hard keratin is attached to the surface of his body, like a steel plate, but even so, under the attack of the demon pig in turn, the skin also falls off in large pieces, revealing reddened skin.

Although this ability is practical and powerful, it is suitable for fighting against strong enemies of a single body, but in the face of a large number of inferior monsters, the cannot be reborn in time, so it is very disadvantaged. Coupled with the fact that there is no sharp weapon in his hand, it is even worse.

The centurion retreated uphill into the basin, arcing his way to Lorne's side on the left. Suddenly, there was a scream from the warehouse, and a pair of blood-red eyes watched the battle in the darkness.

The centurion and Lorne had an epiphany almost at the same time, and it turned out that the leader of the demon pig was still hiding in the dark, because he was afraid of the sun, so he never came out and commanded the battle in the warehouse.

"Go kill it! I'll hold it off!" shouted the centurion.

Lorne faced each other on all sides, and he couldn't get out at all, plus the long knife was in his own hands, if he went to the warehouse alone, the centurion would definitely not be able to deal with it. The Demon Pig herd will kill him first, and then turn around and attack the Demon Pig Leader on both sides, and break each one!

"What are you going to do!" Lorne turned around and slashed a few more demon pigs, "Why hasn't the support arrived yet!"

"Leave me alone!" the centurion grabbed the fangs of a demon pig with his iron claws, and flung it away with brute force.

Lorne gritted his teeth and muttered, "Damn!

Two more demon pigs struck on the side, sending Lorne flying and rolling down the basin dirt slope. Lorne was lying on the ground with a grizzled face, his body in sharp pain, his arm had been cut by fangs, and his bones seemed to fall apart and he couldn't stand up.

He told himself, stand up and hold on for another 1 minute!

Lorne gritted his teeth and got down on his knees trying to get up, squinting at the centurion. I saw him standing in place, the demon pig had not yet approached, and suddenly a large piece of dark hard lump fell off around him, which was the skin formed by the steel skin.

Lorne froze.

What is this for? Actually lifting the exfoliation of the steel skin on its own, revealing the fragile body?

Before Lorne could react, a demon pig lunged at the centurion. The centurion didn't dodge, but withdrew his iron claws back into his waist and met the stabbing fangs head-on.

The sound of flesh piercing was heard, and Lorne's pupils suddenly contracted. The pig's fangs pierced the centurion's muscular left chest, and the tip of a small tusk peeked out from behind. The centurion hung his head, grabbed the fangs of the demon pig with both hands, and did not move.

Lorne only felt his blood clot, unable to utter a word. The demon pig group didn't seem to understand how this human idiot dared to face the attack, so for a while, the other demon pigs didn't step forward again, and the spikes in their backs stood upside down, keeping their vigilance.

Everything seemed to stand still, except for the distant clutter of horses' hooves. And this voice seemed to inspire the centurion's fighting spirit, he snorted coldly, broke the fangs that pierced his chest, gritted his teeth and pulled them out, and stabbed them into the head of the demon pig with his backhand.

The rest of the demon pigs were so startled by this move that they forgot to attack, and Lorne's eyes suddenly widened as he looked at the hole in the centurion's chest, and saw that something seemed to be beating in the blood hole.

In the next second, bright red blood gushed out, but it seemed to have a soul, and instead of flowing to the ground, it filled the blood hole in his chest. More blood poured out, turning into a stream of blood that wrapped around the centurion, crawling over his face, limbs, chest, abdomen, and back.

Not a single drop of blood fell to the ground, and the blood hardened at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a crystal-like blood-colored crystal armor that protected every part that was not covered by hard armor.

The jaws wrapped in blood crystal barbs were like a mask, and like the fangs of a beast, they were extremely hard. The blood turned into two machetes and slammed into the centurion's hands, making him look like a warrior in bloody armor.

This is the Centurion's level 3 ability, Blood Fury. Contrary to the Grade 1 Steel Skin, it can only be passively activated when the heart is traumatized, and the blood will surround the whole body, harden to form armor and weapons, and can compress the pain of the body to a minimum.

While in Bloodrage, strength, speed, and stamina are more than doubled. However, the side effect of the sudden increase in combat power is also very strong, the blood crystals that are shattered and separated from the body surface will not liquefy again, which means that the blood crystal armor that is broken in this state cannot replenish the lost blood, and thus blood loss and death.

The centurion wielded two machetes, extremely fast, slashing left and right, and the two demon pigs were instantly cut off. The remaining demon pigs were a little frightened and enraged, and besieged them from all directions.

The demon pig that entangled Lorne saw his companion attack and rushed over. The centurion holds the handle of the knife in his right hand, grasps it with his left hand, and his footsteps are agile, constantly whirling in the siege of the demon pig, and the machete is slashing wildly, like a big windmill.

The fierce light in the eyes of the demon pig herd skyrocketed, and they took turns to attack. At the call of the leader, five demon pigs leaped high and pounced directly above. But the centurion's whirlwind slash had almost no dead ends, and for a time debris flew sideways, white fangs, black hooves.

Two Blood Crystal machetes collided with the Demon Pig's hard spikes, sending debris floating all over the ground. These blood crystal fragments will no longer be able to turn into blood and return to the body, so the longer you fight, the more blood you will lose.

"Go!" the centurion's voice came through the mask, full of shock. Lorne finally came to his senses and got up through gritted teeth. The centurion has already put all his strength into it, and he has no reason not to stand up!

The sound of horses' hooves finally approached, echoing around the basin. The town's hunter cavalry arrived, and saw that the centurion was fighting hard with a level 3 ability, and immediately rode his horse to support.

Lorne finally breathed a sigh of relief, stirring up the fighting spirit. On the high slope, a middle-aged hunter with a sturdy body and a large beard appeared. He sat on his horse, and with a wave of his arm, a long, black object whirled down the dirt slope.

The hunter shouted, "Lorne!

Lorne didn't have time to see it clearly, and when he took it casually, he was still a little heavy. On closer inspection, it's a scimitar. The black blade is downward, resembling a scythe, with a total of three blades, the tips are joined together, and the blades have tiny barbs. The handle is jet black, and I don't know what material it is.

Take a closer look...... Isn't that the leg of the back of that sickle spider?

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(Push the release time to 2 pm and 10 pm to see the effect)