The Loess Monster is actually quite hard. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Modified by elemental power, the strength of the soil that constructs its body has become comparable to bone.

But the wheel axe that the dragonman pulled out from behind his waist was harder.

In just a few moments, they had completed a series of services for this monster beast, such as severed hands, split legs, tail chopping, and decapitation. In the blink of an eye, this loess giant beast, which was still majestic, had fallen to the ground on its stomach. It was a big head, and the moment its body parted, it was full of cracks. When it falls in mid-air, it quickly loses water and dries up, and scatters into a handful of loess with the wind, scattering a piece of it.

The dragons leaped away from the monster's body as it was about to crash to the ground.

It doesn't end there.

When the Loess Demon rumbled to the ground, it severed its head and tail, and its body suddenly twisted and twisted. The next moment, the position that was originally a hand and foot suddenly regenerated a large claw. Suddenly, he grabbed a dragon soldier who was nearby, with his back to him.

But at this moment, the blade of the axe slashed at the arm of the newborn life. Before he could exert any force, the big claw had broken in two.

As soon as Ban Wei, who was caught by mistake, broke free, the big claws that were as strong as iron tongs that had imprisoned him immediately collapsed and turned into a pile of scattered dust.

It smiled at Channing who had rescued it, and then, along with the other seven dragonmen, began slashing at the monster's body again. Whenever there is a sign of a head on its hands and feet, they are all merciless. With the strength of the farmer's uncle to cook the weeds in the field, he constantly swings the wheel axe in his hand and chops and chops.

Not long after this hard "cultivation", the loess monster has really become a handful of loess. It's not that they can't bear their ravages anymore, but there are other important reasons.

Barry did as he had been told, and reclaimed the magically created beast. Just because of bypassing this loess monster, an extra dragon man who charged forward had already pounced on it in front of the team, only five or six meters away from it. Looking at the other party's burly body that was taller than his two heads, Barry's hands holding the axe were in a cold sweat.

But the self-esteem of being a chief could not allow it to flinch half a step. So, this evil jackal, who was also very strong, put on a face-to-face appearance. At the same time, the very unkind order of the loess golem who had just evacuated here appeared behind the other party, ready to be caught off guard.

Wisdom is also part of one's own force. Chief Barry thought shamelessly.

Then, its amber-like yellow wolf eyes widened.

Is this still the loess monster of the hell?

Why is it so much smaller all at once!?

No wonder Barry was dumbfounded, the loess monster in the shape of a wingless dragon that appeared behind the dragon man was only about the size of a bull, and the original body was as big as a house, and the dragon head was raised to be a two-story building.

Clark, who had been rushing towards Barry with all his heart, heard a sudden rumor behind him. As soon as it turned around and noticed the movement, it immediately turned around and slashed the giant axe in its hand at the small loess dragon beast. The blade of the axe, shining like a snowflake, braves the cold light that makes people feel sick. The moment it came into contact with the mud shell mixed with the loess, a large spark burst out. Then, cut straight into it, splitting the dragon's head with its mouth wide open and its fangs exposed.

After picking up the axe, Clark rewarded it with a solid heartfelt kick.

Its leather boots, made of cooked cowhide, kicked directly at the thick neck of the loess monster, kicking the empty creature far away.

By the time the half-lost earthless pterosaur fell to the ground, it had crumbled into a mound of dirt without Barry's command.

Although the Mirror Demon can be resurrected from the dead, the body made of clay is not so pretentious. But every time you get damaged, you still consume mana. If the damage taken in a short period of time breaks through the threshold, you will have to burp out. Just now, the dragons' hard work has already made its oil well lamp dry.

Interestingly, at the beginning, the forty or so rounds of Demon-Destroying Oblivion Shells were almost unscathed against the earth wall. In contrast, the dragons' hand-to-hand combat was able to overcome it in less than a minute. And, one by one, all unscathed. But if these two-meter-tall men were replaced by more than 40 rounds of annihilation shells, I am afraid that one of them would be completely wiped out.

Rivalry of power is sometimes so wonderful.

After finally destroying the loess monster, Clark could catch his breath when he suddenly heard a roar of rage. When he looked back again, his pupils reflected a large axe.

With his body to the left, Clark narrowly dodged the slash. At the same time, it also lifted the axe it was carrying in its hand and slashed it horizontally.

There was a crisp "bang", and the sharp axe blade slammed into the opponent's axe face.

Barry only felt the soreness of his hands carrying the axe, and the large axe it held had been driven by the other party, and slammed into its chest. Then, its whole body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

By the time he landed, the chief was five or six meters away from where he had been standing.

The power of an axe is really strong!

After Chief Barry fell to the ground, he suddenly rolled over, then sat on the ground with his butt on his butt, and spat out a large mouthful of blood in front of him. At this time, it felt that its hands that had been holding the axe had lost their strength.

Looking at the big man smiling at it in front of him, the eyes of this evil jackal were bloodshot.

Just as Clark was about to give it an end, it felt a strong wind hit it, and at the same time it was behind its own back. The third time it looked back, and what leaped into its eyes was already a pair of sharp claws with flames. Immediately, Clark leaned his head back, and his whole body bent backwards,

The flaming vulture claws only swooped down.

When it was closest to Clark's face, it was less than ten centimeters apart. At that moment, Clark couldn't open his eyes because of the flames, but he still narrowly escaped from the clutches of the pair.

When it straightened up, it saw the fire-clawed vulture that had just flown down towards it in front of it, and it slammed into the air in an arc.

Just as Clark was beating his chest, ready to comfort his pounding heart, the sneaking fireclaw vulture suddenly boomed, and the blood feathers flew out. The ugly birdman attached to it also suddenly separated and made a free fall movement.

Looking back for the fourth time, Clark saw Levi who had led someone over.

The attack just now came from the hateful creatures who were huddled around the human duke, armed with fire-wielding sticks. They gathered together and walked towards this side, constantly firing terrifying ice bombs at it. Often as soon as the gunshots rang out, a fire-clawed vulture fell to the ground in the sky.

When he turned his head, Clark was also terrified.

But at this moment, Rory, the Jackal Chief who was still lying on the ground, had been hit in the chest by an ice bomb. The moment it collided with the latter, a fist-sized ice bullet exploded. The shattered ice chips, combined with the shock wave of the explosion, directly blasted a hole the size of a rice bowl into its chest.

A splattered piece of minced flesh stuck to Clark's cheek. Touching it with his hand, and then looking down at the terrible bright red, the dragon swallowed a big mouthful of spittle.

It was stunned when a word suddenly came to its ears.

"The guy in front of you, it's Clark, hurry up and attack, the motionless pestle is there, do you want to be a piece of wood......"

Levi, who was shouting, was striding forward.

He was in the middle of the crowd, and at this time, he saw that the fifteen dragonmen attacking in front of him had all exchanged hands with the rabble on the opposite side.

They resemble a dozen knives stuck in cheese, constantly slicing through each other's chaotic ranks. Almost every few steps, one or two more mutilated corpses appeared on the ground, dripping with blood dotting their progress.

The heavy plate armor of the dragonmen makes them almost ignore all cold arrows that come in. It seems that the only flaw on their bodies is that they are not helmeted and exposed to the air. But when an arrow or two occasionally flies into their faces. The flint arrowhead only splashed a cloud of sparks, leaving no white marks. It's just because although the dragon man is disguised as a human form, the dragon scale defense on his body has not weakened in the slightest. And once you get close to them, there is basically no one who is their opponent. They don't need to use magic, and the terrifying physical power is enough for them to kill all directions. Whether it is a goblin, a vicious jackal, or a rat man, with an axe, it will directly cut off all the weapons of the people. The only ones who could defend themselves a little bit were the four or five meter-tall wild demons. However, they are too slow, and they are not at all comparable to the attacking dragonmen.

Because of the fierce attack of this group of guys, even the enemy slowly broke and fled.

Sure enough, it was a rabble. Levi thought slowly.

Looking to the left side again, Levi found that these people were just Angus who was rushing towards them, and they coldly released some slings and cold arrows, and they didn't mean to get up to block them, and finally put their minds at ease.

It was also at this moment that he noticed that the fire-clawed vulture in the sky had finished cooking.

"Attention all the spearmen, now give me fifteen seconds to aim at all the wilds. As he spoke, he was already standing still, and then he really began to count, "Fifteen, fourteen, thirteen, twelve......"

Almost every time one is counted, there are a few gunshots, and often one or two wild demons who are leading the team to attack fall in response.

Due to the lack of qualified armor, these big guys have become a living target in front of the Demon Wind Gun. You don't even need to use Demon Destroying Armor Bullets to clean them up.

In the sound of gunshots, wave after wave of ice bombs harvested the lives of these big guys.

Whenever it comes to the diameter of this tea bowl, which is enough to have a hand-long ice bullet, the wild demon's thick body will burst out of a large hole in the bowl. I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky, there are two heads that are shot directly in the face. The next moment, their entire heads were blown away. The thick and strong headless body could only fall to the ground weakly, shaking up a cloud of dust.

When Levi counted to one, the last wild demon vomited blood and died.

Just as he thought, after dealing with these thirty or so big guys, the team on the opposite side that was still rushing towards them immediately turned against them and rushed backwards in turn. And one spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and the phenomenon of rout spread like a plague.

Looking at them, Levi couldn't help but think of Angus's words. Sure enough, against the rabble, as long as you focus on killing individual symbols, you can completely disintegrate their fighting spirit.

After packing them up, Levi silently thought that according to the introduction in those books, those people should also come.

It is said that Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

The next moment, there was a sudden change around him.