"Die, you monster!"

Ignoring the sore muscles, Polodin grabbed the iron handle with both hands, and swung a sledgehammer into the body of a pale zombie with half a thigh missing, instantly smashing the crawling pale zombie into a pulp. (For the latest chapter reading, please visit)

After watching the other party die no more, Polodin raised a sledgehammer on his shoulder, panting and looking ahead.

He is just a small person, although he is a baron, he has long gone bankrupt and became a blacksmith in Longhua City.

When the catastrophe occurred, Polodin was lucky enough to avoid the first and most dangerous moment, and ran out of Longhua City with a group of fleeing cavalry, and was able to join the survivor camp without any problems.

It's just that even if he joins the camp, Polodin finds that he can't easily join the noble council, so he can only continue to be a small person, at the mercy of others, risking his life and others to go to the surrounding villages or suburbs to collect supplies.

And even on such a dangerous day, Polodin sadly found that it didn't last long, you see it's only been a few days, and the monsters in Longhua City actually ran out and began to besiege themselves and others.

"Stick to your post, you must not let a monster invade~!"

"Protect the mage!

Polodin heard the shouting behind him, he frowned slightly, spat out a mouthful of water, and scolded in a low voice: "That group of noble warriors only knew that we were fighting on the front line, but they were huddled inside and watched. ”

"When I become a big man, I must let you guys go up and die!"

Polodin cursed, and found that his eyes were suddenly empty, but the pale zombie colony was no longer in his sight after the next series of spells exploded.

"Huh?" Polodin whispered, "Those monsters finally knew that they were afraid, and they didn't continue to rush over." ”

"Be careful!"

Just when Polodin was confused, there was a sudden whistling sound in his ears, and then Polodin noticed that a walking knight wearing full-body plate armor 10 meters away from his side suddenly cracked vertically from the center of his eyebrows, and broke into two halves with a snap.

Seeing his companion die in an instant, Polodu lay on the ground with a falling leaf, and immediately heard the sound of a swish crashing through his head.

"Ahh

Polodin lay on the ground and turned his head, and immediately saw the large shields in the hands of several warriors holding shields shattering under the attack of several thin black lines, causing those warriors to scream.

At the same time, as soon as the Holy Land mage protected by the warriors was exposed, dozens of black sharp arrows pierced and pierced the magic shield of the Holy Land mage, making a squeaking sound.

A trace of cyan appeared on the face of the Holy Land Mage, and his eyes were even more bloodshot, he realized the crisis and was about to retreat, but it was too late.

Without waiting for the Holy Land Mage to increase his energy output and shake away those black sharp arrows, destroying the black thin line attack of the shield-wielding warrior, he slashed over again, as if cutting through the space along the way, and at the moment of colliding with the Holy Land Mage, an undetectable crack appeared in the magic shield.

The thin black thread that followed the crack and cut off the body of the Holy Land Mage, and when the Blood and Internal Organs fragments of the Holy Land Mage's wound burst out and staggered, the Holy Land Mage's magic shield was considered to have completed its mission and began to disintegrate and dissipate.

The same scene occurred in just two or three minutes on the defensive line in Polodin's direction, and although the Pale Zombie army no longer appeared, the casualties of the Holy Land Mage reached as many as 20 people.

This made the Murdan's division have to pay attention to it, and personally visit this line of defense to preside over the overall situation.

When the Murdans arrived, the Netherghost Clan launched a new charge, and this time the Netherghost Clan had real military strength, not zombie cannon fodder.

More than 100 ghost pawns, driving more than 2,000 ghost beasts, with more than 1,000 flying zombies, seemed to rush towards Polodin in a chaotic manner, but in fact, at the forefront of the charge, there were spiritual ghosts who would release a sledgehammer of spiritual power like a materialization, triggering spell traps for them in advance.

The trap was easily detonated in a section of the road that had lost the mage of the Holy Land, allowing the Nether Clan army to rush in and approach the camp with light losses.

Master Murdan frowned, and hurriedly gave an order for a group of warriors to step forward, and sent two Holy Land mages to guide the magic and block the army of those Nether Demon Clan.

The flames on the ground, the ice needles in the sky, and the lightning and acid that appear from time to time reappeared in the Nether Ghost Army, but this time the main force was not the zombie group, and many large Nether Ghost Beasts were extremely vigorous, staring at the camp that the attack was rushing to, and soon approached the front line.

"Roar!"

An octopus-like ghost beast approached the defense line, and with a wave of his hand, he wanted to sweep away a few warriors in front of him, but as soon as he fought, those warriors blocked the attacks of the ghost beasts one by one, and used a big move to smash the ghost beasts that rushed up.

Polodin heard the cheers of many of his companions, and his morale was greatly boosted, but he shook his head, and looked quietly in front of him, only to think that the form was not good.

It's been a few days since the catastrophe, and Polodin vaguely knows that those ghostly ghosts are the elite of the monsters, and the others seem to be how many cannon fodder there are, but now it seems that these cannon fodder can already rush to himself and others, consuming the blood and energy of himself and others, although those holy land warriors and noble warriors are good, but if they go on like this, how long can they last?

And ah, those monsters, and the terrifying black thread-like attacks!

As soon as Polodin wanted the thin black line, he heard the familiar whistling sound, and without saying a word, he threw away the sledgehammer, and immediately fell down again.

"Ahh

Sure enough, screams came from near Polodin, and the bodies of several warriors were suddenly cut open.

"Huh?"

Master Murdan found the thin black line, and was shocked in his heart: "Space attack!"

"Impossible, these monsters can also master magic?"

Just as Master Murdan whispered, several thin black lines attacked a Holy Land mage.

"Heh, my children can't continue to be killed, otherwise it will be very troublesome for me to operate so many magic traps by myself. Master Murdan whispered and waved his magic staff, and suddenly a circular water-streaked shield appeared a meter in front of the Holy Land mage.

The water shield came into contact with the thin black line, and in an instant, the entire circular shield performance shone brightly, and from a distance, it looked as if a high-explosive flashbang had appeared here, enough to stab the eyes of mortals.

"Ah, my eyes!"

Polodin was the first victim of the collision, and as he got closer, he turned his head to look at it, and in the light of the light he felt as if his eyes were on fire.

After screaming in pain for a while, Poirot felt a cool chill over him, dispelling the burning of his eyes, which allowed him to slowly open his tearful eyes and see the battle clearly.

The waterstreaked shield was still in place, but it seemed to be about a third smaller.

The Holy Land Mage, who was standing behind the shield, was chanting a spell loudly, releasing a cool breeze that was dissipating the heat around him.

"Incredible, it's incredible, it's really a spatial ability!"

"In the group of monsters ahead, there is such an anomaly hidden, if it is obtained, it will definitely have excellent research value!"

Murdan's astonishment at the attack power of the thin black line at the same time, he also confirmed that the opponent's attack could not threaten him, he soared into the air, sensing and releasing a large area of jungles, plains, and hills in front of him.

"Huh?" Master Murdan saw the monster that released the thin black thread.

It was a spirit ghost general who had reached a height of three meters, and the aura on his body was at most the first rank of the Sage, but by compressing and releasing the space, he was able to release an attack similar to the space slash to hit the enemy.

And what made Master Murdan's heart even more moved was that there seemed to be only more than fifty humanoid monsters of the Nether Ghost Race who were even lower than him guarding this spiritual Nether Ghost General, and as for the hundreds of Nether Ghost Beasts and thousands of Nether Ghost Pawns within a kilometer range, Master Murdan directly ignored the existence of these guys.

Murdans are Legendary Mages, and unlike many Legendary Mages who have a disorganized approach and are not suited to combat.

Since he was a child, Master Murdan has been engaged in the work of elemental mages closely related to battles, and after becoming a legend, he has not cultivated his sentiments like other legendary mages, is obsessed with art, and even puts a lot of energy on religious beliefs, he Murdan is a real battle-related legendary mage, and has been studying how to make his legendary strength played, and become more powerful!

"With my strength, it shouldn't be a big problem to go and capture that monster. ”

Master Murdan thought about it, and for the sake of insurance, he was still prepared.

He threw out two magic stones, a little wand, and suddenly two 20-meter-tall earth elemental giants appeared, and these two earth elemental giants assisted the holy land mage in guarding the defense line.

Ordinary black arrows can't penetrate the skin of these earth elemental giants, and even the power of the thin black lines can only shatter the surface of the earth elemental giants, and they can't do much damage to these summons.

Lin Tian guarded Baiyue Longhua while leading the civilian warriors to guard a corner, and also noticed the movements of his focus on the Murdan Division, he couldn't help but whisper: "This legendary mage is worthy of being a mage who gives me a great sense of threat, and his level is much more terrifying than the rest of the legends." ”

"In terms of strength, he is even a cut below that prosecutor, that is, the legendary mid-level level, but his combat effectiveness is ...... Not to be underestimated. ”

"This is the combat power of legendary mages related to battles. The god of order and games said, "Fortunately, after the mages become legends, most of them will not continue to fight, and pure battle mages will always be a very small minority among the mages. ”

"In fact, even if it is a god, how many gods are battle maniacs? The time of enjoyment, the time spent playing with living beings, and the time spent studying the laws of heaven and earth far exceed the study and training of combat. ”

"So, when you encounter those battle maniacs, you can't compare them with ordinary combat power. ”

"Well, am I not that the exception?" Lin Tian said with a chuckle.

Since he entered the other world, in addition to going out to eat and enjoy food to regulate his mood, the rest of the time he has been under pressure to constantly study combat skills, and this kind of diligence has also been rewarded, Lin Tian's combat power is not beyond ordinary people compared to ordinary people?

"The Murdans division has moved!"

Lin Tian said in his heart: "Decapitation operation, start!"

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