"In less than five years, he will definitely become a sword master, and even his achievements in the future may be even higher......" This is Dean's evaluation of the orcs, if this invincible orc can stay in the Templars, it is necessary to give a deputy head position, but unfortunately, the orcs treat him very coldly, every time he approaches, the orcs run away and hide.

Fortunately, the orc has no intention of leaving, as long as he stays in the Templar mercenary group, there is still a chance, and the orc brothers are too kind, and they actually brought three young mages with quite good strength, although those guys hide far away in every battle, but they are also three potential magicians......

"Who is that, we are on someone else's territory now, can we not sleep so dead? You just continue to sleep, and when you go back, people will slaughter you while you are asleep, and they don't know ......"

William Merlin broke into the camp tent and saw the dragon-blooded orc lying on his back, sleeping like a dead dog, he was angry and immediately roared.

"Does it have anything to do with you when I sleep......"

After all, he was also a sixth-level great swordsman, and the moment William Merlin broke in, he was awakened, rubbing his eyes angrily, and looking at William Merlin, who was cross-legged and condescending, with dissatisfaction.

Damn, it's true that I'm afraid of Lord Merlin, but what are you William Merlin, you can't beat the powerful off-duty adult, if it weren't for the fact that you are Lord Merlin's cousin, you would have been slaughtered and smashed down...... It's hard to get rid of Lord Merlin, and I can live a peaceful life for a few days, but now it's good that this William Merlin actually came over to point fingers at him again.

Especially the sentence "who is that" deeply pierced the heart of the off-duty, and the bottom of the heart roared violently, you surnamed Merlin, sooner or later the off-duty adults will make you look good!

Off-duty adults are not easy to bully!

Hmph, just look at the attitude of the Dean Sword Saint of the Templar Mercenary Regiment towards Lord Off-duty, which is almost to treat Lord Off-duty as an uncle...... Off-duty adults are no longer the dragon-blooded orcs who used to be bullied!

"Of course it does. William Merlin didn't bother to glance at the off-duty. Don't forget, there are a lot of powerful people in this camp, and all the three mercenary groups in Auckland are here. ”

"Why?!" shouted out with almost all his strength in off-duty, in front of Lord Merlin, he might only dare to whisper, and he didn't dare to let Merlin hear, but now that Lord Merlin is not here, he has nothing to fear, and his attitude is naturally much tougher: "Lord off-duty." You're qualified to drive it, too?"

"When Cousin Marfa was here, wasn't it always your vigil ......" William Merlin sneered: "Among the four people, you have the most vigil experience, and you don't go to anyone." ”

"You...... You're not Lord Merlin!" Off-duty almost crooked his nose and gritted his teeth. If you don't mention the past of the off-duty adults, you will die......

It's all to blame on the damn contract.

"Dragon-blooded orcs don't want to keep vigil? We don't feel safe when we sleep......" Rosmerin said lazily. From outside the tent.

"I can't help but go, but I've heard that the Dragon-Blood Orcs have been getting close to one of the Templars' deputy leaders lately...... Don't let Cousin Marfa know about this, otherwise the orc brothers will be miserable. Leon Merlin was laughing outside, but he was deliberately speaking loudly.

At the same time, a flame jumped in Leon Merlin's hands. A ray of fire, accompanied by a scorching breath, passed into the tent......

"I'm going to ...... now," Huban carried out the slaughter weighing thousands of pounds, and rushed out of the tent with a brisk step.

That's Mistress Theodus! If you upset it, talk to yourself about your life......

Those horrible memories of the past. It came to me for a moment, and it was so scary......

Moreover, Leon Merlin's bastard was obviously threatening himself, and if he really let Lord Merlin know, even if he had nothing to do with that damn deputy leader, he probably wouldn't spare himself.

I have to say that the damn deputy head of the regiment is really bold, not long ago he dared to openly dig the foot of the wall in front of Lord Merlin, this is quite a level of death, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a little expert in death......

However, if you die, you will die, why do you pull in the off-duty adults......

In the future, you must hide away and never say a word to him again.

That way, Lord Merlin won't doubt his loyalty......

Sitting by the fire off-duty, cursing non-stop, from William Merlin to Lyon Merlin, then to Rossmerlin, and then to Marfa Merlin, and finally off-duty was still angry, grinning and cursing in a low voice: "The surname Merlin, there is no good thing......

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Depend on!

Off-duty was directly frightened by the earth-shattering sound, and he didn't forget to look around, to make sure that it was not Lord Merlin who came, so he put his mind at ease and turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

"Seven or eight Wyverns! a total of seven or eight ...... Oh no, it should be dozens...... More than 100 heads...... Damn, countless, countless......"

The marksman in charge of the night watch of the Templar mercenary regiment screamed in vain.

Wyvern......

The entire camp was awakened by the screams of the marksman, and in an instant many people rushed out of the tent and looked up at the sky, where everywhere they could see was a dense patch of dark green......

This is undoubtedly a disaster.

Hundreds of bipedal wyverns, even if their level is not very high, only about eighteen, but the number is so outrageous that Cheng dù surged all over the world, spraying venom into the camp in the valley...... No matter where the people of the three major mercenary groups are hiding in the valley, they will never be able to escape the erosion of the venom.

In an instant, the venom fell like raindrops, and the screams sounded one after another, the bipedal flying dragon itself was an eighteenth-level demonic beast, and ordinary mercenaries were almost inexplicable when they encountered a little venom, and the magic shields and body protection fighting qi of the archmage and the great swordsman could not resist the poison at all, and it would not take long for them to rot and die.

If you want to resist the venom of the bipedal wyvern, you need at least the level of a magician or a great swordsman, and only this kind of strong person can resist the venom with his own magic power and protective fighting qi...... But it's just a defense, as the venom continues to fall, the magic power and body protection fighting energy will be exhausted sooner or later.

Although the sudden appearance of the bipedal wyvern at the beginning really made the mercenaries in the entire valley chaotic, it didn't take long for this chaos to disappear, and it was replaced by well-trained counterattacks, one after another magicians and great swordsmen, rising into the sky, rich magical elements were everywhere, fighting spirit, and if someone was injured, there would be a replacement......

The great swordsmen and archmages in the mercenary group do not have the ability to fly, but they also play an important role, attacking in unison, and every time the bipedal wyvern falls into the air, it will be overwhelmed by countless ice picks, frost spears, and fighting energy......

It's really the top mercenary force in Auckland!

In the center of the camp is a team of two or three hundred people, all of whom are spirit archers, and they cooperate with each other tacitly......

Led by more than twenty powerful marksmen, the arrows were frantically harvesting lives, killing at least a dozen bipedal wyverns in each round.

A team of three mercenary groups of mages surround the central team of archers, chanting and casting spells, and their mission is to keep the archers safe, help erect shields, or cast amplification spells on the archers.

For a moment, all the bipedal wyverns above their heads were emptied.

However, then there was a dense influx of bipedal dragons...... In an instant, the sky was obscured, and countless amounts of venom fell on the shield erected by the mage team, and then another round of shooting, and the cycle began again, and it seemed that there was no end to it......

Bang!

In the air in the northwest corner of the camp, a powerful sword aura suddenly swept in, slashing heavily at a two-legged wyvern, and in an instant, I saw this two-legged wyvern the size of a human body, its flesh wings cracked, and its whole body was covered with fine cracks, and with a sharp wail, it was completely torn apart.

It was just the aftermath of a sword qi......

At this time, a fierce battle was taking place not far away, and a Wyvern King, who was more than ten times larger than an ordinary bipedal wyvern, was fighting a sword master in full swing.

The King of the Flying Dragon has a layer of demonic green light, and anyone who knows a little bit of common sense about Warcraft knows that this layer of green light contains poison, tightly wrapping the huge body of the King of the Flying Dragon, and it is for this reason that the Sword Saint does not dare to get close, and can only release his fighting energy from afar.

Juggernaut is the deputy head of the Templar mercenary regiment, Dean, holding a one-handed sword at the level of a true spirit, it can be said that his combat power is unmatched, but in the battle with the king of the dragon, in less than ten minutes, he completely fell into disadvantage.

"Hell, what level is this goddamn Wyvern King......"

Dean has the heart to die, the combat power of this dragon king is really a bit scary, at least he can exert the strength of the third-level sword master, and he was suppressed at the beginning of the battle. This is nothing, in the battle with the King of the Wyverns, there are constantly bipedal Wyverns rushing towards him, so that in just a few minutes, there are more than a dozen wounds on his body.

This is still the case of protecting the body and fighting spirit......

The three major mercenary forces are intrigued, with Dean's wisdom, he will never take the initiative to fight against the King of the Wyvern, but he was forced to make a move, who called the northwest corner of the camp, all the people of their Templar mercenary group, if he did not take action to contain the king of the Wyvern, the people of the Templar mercenary group are likely to be wiped out......

Damn, I wouldn't have been cheaper if I had known......

Not long ago, if he hadn't pierced the last layer of window paper, the three mercenary groups would still maintain a polite attitude among themselves, and at this time, they would have been able to pull down their faces and ask them for help......

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything now, and I am suppressed everywhere, and the more I fight, the more dangerous it becomes......

Hey?

Dean suddenly found that an acceleration technique fell on him, and his speed immediately climbed to the limit, narrowly dodging the venom attack of the Wyvern King...... (To be continued......)