"Help!"

"Who's going to save us!"

......

Climbing over the hills, before Lanlos and his party reached the center of the chaotic outbreak, panicked screams continued to ring in their ears.

"What the hell is going on?!" Akama's quick eyes were quick, and the moment his mount came to a sharp stop, he grabbed the Draenei farmer who tried to escape from him.

"Monsters! There are so many terrifying monsters running out of the swamp in the northwest!"

Monster?

On the side, Lanlos looked at the Draenei farmers who kept fleeing from the front, his brows unconsciously squeezed together, and before he could think carefully, behind the crowd, several huge figures appeared in the terrifying roar.

Roughly speaking, this is indeed a monster. Like an ugly creature of mass earth and the rhizomes of unknown fungal plants, the humanoid appearance was of various sizes, with slowly wriggling vine tentacles extending from the entire body, and with each step, a large number of filthy water stains splashed down, leaving large moss-like marks on the ground.

As mentioned not so long ago, Draenor was a special world, and before the arrival of the Titan Agrama, the overlord of this world was not those huge and ferocious beasts, but plants. Spore people, to be exact.

Unlike the usual races, they do not possess mortal flesh and blood, and are special lifeforms composed of plant fungi that absorb a large number of natural spirits.

The characteristics of this thing are close to those of elemental creatures, and although the average intelligence is much lower than that of the mortal race, their combat effectiveness is truly amazing thanks to their innate physical fitness.

"It's just a bunch of brutal beasts, why don't you take up arms and organize a rebellion?!" Akama was relieved of the general strength of the incoming Spore Giants and Spore Bats, and rebuked the Draenei who had fled from the desert.

"Yes...... We're just farmers! we don't even have weapons, how can we beat them?" Draenei, who was dragged by the corner of his coat, was so grieved that he almost cried.

Although the Draenei are naturally possessed by good physical abilities, this does not mean that they are a warlike race. On the contrary, Delaney loves a peaceful and peaceful life. Moreover, even if you have the determination to defend your home and country, if you want to go into battle to kill the enemy, you have to go through a long period of training.

These farmers have worked on the farm all their lives, and it is good that they can react and escape from danger in the face of such a terrifying monster......

However, as a high-ranking garrison officer who has experienced countless battles, Akama will not approve of this evasion of battle: "I really have no faith, then open your eyes and watch the miracle of the Holy Light." ”

"Give me your scythe. Jumping down from the tarbu, Akama took the two tools on the farmer's waist for mowing the grass with no doubt.

Seeing this scene, a strange look appeared on Lanlos's face.

Luckily, this guy is just a farmer, if he is also a part-time blacksmith with a hammer or something, the akama with a scythe in one hand and a hammer in the other......

Can't afford to provoke!

"Are you alright?" beside her, Nelly, who was calibrating the musket, asked in confusion when she saw that Lanlos suddenly shook her head violently.

"Nothing. Jumping off the saddle with a stiff face, Lanlos took down the Slayer behind him, and quickly followed Akama's footsteps without giving the other party a chance to ask questions.

"Warrior, I expected that we would fight side by side one day, and you must not let down the praise that Malrad has given you in front of me. Glancing at the elven mage who had raised his greatsword with ease, Akama's face was filled with a smile.

"Well, let's do our best. Although his own strength is not comparable to that of the other party, but Dom is stuck in his hand, against large creatures, Lanlos has absolute confidence, and his seemingly absent-minded response reveals a sharp edge that is difficult to ignore.

"The Light is with us!"

With a burst of laughter, Akama struck first, raising his feet and charging. With his loud shout, a golden light shone on the bodies of everyone around him.

State:

King's Blessing: +1 for all attributes, time remaining, 9 minutes and 58 seconds.

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While!

The seemingly fragile scythe seemed to have turned into a divine weapon under the wrapping of holy light energy, and it was only slightly deformed under the full force of the spore giant in its early four meters.

As for the current owner of the scythe, Akama is even more amazing. Originally a majestic two-meter tall man looked like a baby in front of the enemy, but despite this, in the face of this powerful attack, he did not retreat even a step.

Relieved of her strength, Akama immediately launched a counterattack, picking up her scythe and slashing at both sides, the light energy tearing through the enemy's defenses devastatingly, leaving a huge gap in its abdomen, and a large liquid of plant debris and dirt slag immediately flowed down the river.

Interestingly, these two sickles were originally used to cut grass.

On the other hand, Lanlos is still fighting the way he has always done. Rely on the sharpness of the exterminator and use the advantage of speed to score at the touch of a button. Successfully cutting off the spore giant's ankle, seeing that the opponent's body suddenly crooked, Lanlos grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand, quickly turned around, picked up the giant sword and slashed it hard.

The pitch-black streamer seemed to cut through the space, directly cutting off the enemy's waist.

"Efficient way of fighting, but too limited. Giving the final blow to the enemy, Akama actually had the leisure to guide Ranros in the heat of battle, "It is good to face a sluggish enemy, but what about these?"

Suddenly a siren sounded in his mind, and Lan Luos raised his head in a daze, only to see more than a dozen spore bats like rays swooping from the air, and the sharp fangs exposed were completely merciless.

Bang bang!

A series of gunshots rang out from behind, and Nelly and the ranged support rushed in time to shoot down the spore bats that were about to tear Lanloth's body apart. The latter has experienced many battles, and he will naturally not waste the time that his companions have finally won't get.

Without hesitation, the elven mage raised his index finger high.

Huge fireballs pierced the sky, striking with dazzling light and a wave of scorching heat, engulfing most of the enemy in the blink of an eye. Those who narrowly escaped were quickly killed by the rangers' muskets and crossbows.

The battle was one-sided, and although there were some twists and turns, Akama led the charge, and the monsters were quickly and completely cleaned up.

However, what has happened so far has not been enough to make Akama relax: "Strange, where have all the guards from Elodor's farm gone?"

"They all went to the excavation site to help, and that's where the previous earthquake came. "Akama's strength in defeating such a terrifying enemy with everyday tools is undoubted, and at the same time, it also gives the panicked farmers the confidence that they will not continue to flee.

Obviously, staying by the archbishop's side must have no purpose to run around safely.

"Excavation site?" As if remembering something, Akama's expression suddenly became serious, "Oh no, Hataru has been staying there lately!"