"This guy doesn't look like an ogre!"

Facing Naru's blow to the head, the half-purgatory giant raised the iron rod in his hand and slammed it horizontally, and suddenly his heart was shocked.

Before he could summon his companions to surround them, the half-infernal giant felt a burning pain in his back.

He parried the ebony staff, but he ignored the thorny activated barbed chains, several of which slammed his back.

Crimson blood gushed out, instantly staining his back.

If it weren't for the fact that he was also thick-skinned and thick-skinned, this time alone, the Semi-Purgatory Giant would have to lose most of its combat power.

On the other hand, the ogre strong man seemed a little excited at this time, and he even just held the ebony barbed chain in one hand, and he pressed the opponent so much that he couldn't move his body and almost wanted to kneel.

"You're not bad," Naru pouted, "but why is it that you don't have enough to eat?"

After saying this, the ogre didn't say much, and directly raised the remaining arm, and hit the opponent's face with a punch.

There was a muffled "bang", and the nose of the half-infernal giant collapsed instantly, and blood and broken teeth splattered everywhere.

Without any incident, the half-blood giant was directly thrown to the ground and fainted.

Seeing this scene, several other semi-purgatory giants who were about to surround and kill immediately stopped their steps.

After glancing at each other, they immediately folded together and lined up in a circle. While trying to keep a safe distance from the ogre, he sends a tentative attack on his opponent like a viper, intending to distract his enemies by doing so.

Compared to the other giants, the Semi-Purgatory Giants are not the smartest, but they are cunning enough to at least know how to judge the situation.

The ogre in front of them was obviously difficult to deal with, and they didn't want to follow in the footsteps of their companions.

As long as you hold the other party for a while, and wait until the caravan boss receives the news, the Judge Demon will naturally have a spell to defeat the other party.

When the time comes, this damn ogre, isn't it as they can concoct it however they want?

Sure enough, it didn't take long for defensive spells to appear on the open-air stalls of "McQuay's Reward Shop".

After making sure that the goods were not damaged, the great merchant of Yugros, "McQuay", walked out of his tent.

"Who is so bold as to make trouble at my McQueen's stall?"

The Recorder with the head of a jackal said viciously.

His eyes glowed green, and his mouth spat out a scarlet tongue - a sign of the boss's anger, as the caravan members knew.

"Decree: ......"

Just as the Judge Demon wanted to reward the ogre strong man with a "law shock", a "bang" sound suddenly sounded.

When someone kicks over a stall, the Judge turns his head to look at the new "troublemaker" and realizes that the other party is a subspecies of elf.

"You want to return it too?" asked the Grand Merchant of Yugros coldly, "or ......"

“...... I'm just here to inform you, "It's none other than the desert elf Braci.

I saw that he unhurriedly took out a piece of parchment from his bosom and recited it aloud:

"Notice is given to the owner of 'McQuay's Reward Shop', Mr. Jugroslu, who has been convicted of destroying the environment of the prosperous town, disturbing the commercial peace, making a cacophony of noise, and omitting the payment of commercial taxes...... and with the intent of jeopardizing the security of the Bato camp in Acid Mist Canyon, you and your caravan are to be temporarily impounded, and in addition to the forfeiture of all illegal income, you will also have to pay the arrears of commercial taxes and a fine to the satisfaction of the mayor. ”

With Bradch's words, the open-air bazaar gradually became more and more Bone Demon guards, who rudely pushed away the Barkey who stood in front of them, walked to the front of the stall, and faintly closed the siege of the Demon and his caravan.

"Decree: Shock!"

The spell that was supposed to be cast on the ogre strong man was reversed by the Judgment Demon and released directly to the desert elves.

At this time, if he still doesn't understand that he is afraid that he will be calculated, then he will really live up to his high intelligence.

Although the Judgment Demon is not weak in spell casting, he is not the kind of Yugros Demon who is particularly good at fighting.

So, in the face of danger, he instinctively followed his heart and wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible.

But his mind was still quite clear, and he knew that he had to let some people cut off the queen for him-

"The elegance of a group cat!"

"The Art of Group Motivation!"

"Malicious transformation of the group!"

The first two spells were released from the semi-infernal giants, and because of the influence of the spells, these guys were already very strong, but now they were even more muscular;

The third spell of the Recording Demon covers the old ghost women who are sold as caravans, and after they are hit by the spell, they must not talk about their original forms, one by one, like plasticine kneaded by a bear child, with many arms, mouths or eyeballs on their bodies.

"Go to those guys, pour out your anger, let them feel your pain!"

This is a natural spell of the Demon Recorder - "Bewitching Words", and the affected caravan members instantly turn into irrational beasts.

With that done, the Ugros merchant gritted his teeth and stamped his foot again.

He decided to give up the goods on the stalls, which were mostly fakes anyway, and the cost was not too high.

But he was reluctant to give up the tent of the "mansion technique", because this magic artifact was really expensive.

Besides, there are a lot of belongings in it.

"Damn, I can only use the emergency collection spell, I don't know if it will cause damage to the contents inside......"

But before he could pronounce the incantation, the tent suddenly shrank and shrunk into a package.

A creature wrapped in gears and clockwork picked it up and shrugged its shoulders at the Judge.

"It's better to leave this tent of yours to me to use. ”

The Recording Demon was stunned, but the situation was stronger than the people, and he decisively chose to retreat, but just now he wanted to use the directional teleportation spell.

"Spell Enhancement: Dimensional Anchor!"

"Decree: Silence!"

Sneijder's two spells hit the target in no particular order.

For a while, because of the temporary loss of spell-casting ability, the Judge Demon became extremely frightened.

"You fools, come and save me!" he commanded the half-infernal giants through the slave collar.

But something that made him even more frightened happened, when he found that his opponent wanted to evacuate, the ogre Naru, who was fighting with the half-infernal giant, roared angrily, and suddenly burst out with all his strength,

The ogre man lunged forward, slammed his shoulder and broke through the opponent's formation, facing the half-infernal giant he collided with, and before he could even make a cry for help, his chest had already collapsed in half, and he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Then, Naru quickly lowered his center of gravity, and an over-the-shoulder throw knocked another foe to the ground, and with a crisp sound indicating a broken skull, the opponent's helmet rolled to the ground.

Between the rise and fall of the rabbit, two companions were knocked down in a row, and they did not know whether they were alive or dead.

This shocked the remaining two semi-infernal giants, and the flaws in their movements added a few points, how could the ogre, who was in the middle of the frenzied battle, give his opponent a chance to breathe, and hit him with an ebony barbed chain.

Eventually, the two remaining half-infernal giants followed in the footsteps of their companions and fell to the ground with a twist and a twist.

Gollum swallowed his saliva as a clear understanding of his small body, and then he felt a chill around his neck - the desert elf Bradge had already put the scimitar on the shelf.

"Don't, don't do it," the recorder, who had a talent for judging the situation and sizing the situation, hurriedly begged for mercy, "Which part of the Bato Expeditionary Force are you? I still have some old acquaintances in Bato's Ninth Prison, can we talk about it?"

Blatch snorted coldly, "I'm the sheriff of the Chengguan Brigade of Prosperity Town. ”

However, a smile immediately appeared on his face, "Don't say it, you really have an old acquaintance." ”