Chapter 67: Crossing the Prairie

"Whoa, then it's up to you to keep it. ”

Before the centaur could finish speaking, Jabbar picked up the hammer and threw it angrily.

The blow, with a loud sound of lightning tearing through the air, slammed into the chest of the centaur leader.

But the centaurs are an ancient race after all, they are few in number, but their individual combat effectiveness is extremely strong. The moment Abdul-Jabbar's hammer slammed out, the centaur leader had already clenched his spear and made a block.

In the next second, the warhammer struck the silver spear in the centaur leader's hand with lightning rage.

The power of the elements combined with the primordial fury of the orcs made it impossible for even a centaur with ancient bloodlines to completely block this terrifying blow.

Hit by the Storm Hammer, the Centaur leader took a few steps back. But you need to know how much power it takes to make a strong centaur go backwards.

"What an unbred beast you are. ”

Attacked by an active attack, the centaur leader roared angrily, and immediately, the smell of gunpowder on the field was full.

The other centaurs neighed and tried to lay siege to the orc, but Gelman and Esalivan held them back. The centaurs reluctantly fought the Night Elf and the human mage......

Seeing that a centaur had crossed Esalivan's wall of fire, Gelman turned into a cheetah and quickly pounced on the centaur who had slipped through the net.

In an instant, the beast roared, roared, and Gelman mercilessly pounced on the running centaurs. Immediately after, the cheetah's teeth snapped together, and a sharp pain of muscle tearing reached the nerves of the fallen centaur, and the centaur neighed in pain, the strength of the cheetah was far greater than that of the lone centaur, but Gelman didn't want to really kill these horses, and after the teeth were bitten, the cheetah Gelman still let go of the centaur's neck. Just a few centimeters away, it's the major arteries of the heart.

After being attacked, the centaur fell to the ground in pain, lying on all fours, blood gushing from the broken wound. But Gelman didn't have time to pay attention to this, because more people were rushing towards the druids with hatred. They don't understand, why would a Night Elf help an orc?

The camera returns to the battle of the bosses in the center of the battlefield.

After being repulsed a few steps, the centaur leader gripped his spear again and ran towards Jabbar.

The galloping strength and momentum of the horse are far stronger than the single orc, you know, on the battlefield, the charge of the human infantry is like a child fighting for the orcs, but the charge of the knight is fatal to the orcs, and the impact of the ironclad war horse with the assassination of the spear, this threat is not dared to confront the orcs head-on. And the centaur in front of him charged in such a furious manner.

But after too many life-and-death battles, Jabbar at this moment is no longer the lewd uncle who trembled in front of the wild boar, but a veteran of Bailian.

"Roar. ”

Just a second later, Uncle Orc swung his hammer, and the huge storm hammer smashed on the ground, and the ground in front of him suddenly trembled violently like a flood beast.

The power of the wind combined with the wrath of the earth elemental, a violent shockwave formed in front of Jabbar, and the powerful energy even lifted the earth's dirt and rubble. The centaur leader was halfway through the charge and suddenly fell into the chaos of flying stones and quicksand.

Even the earth shattered, and one of the centaur leader's hooves sank into the crumbling mud.

The sudden and unexpected blow made the centaur leader unable to stand still for a while, and Jabbar took advantage of this brief opportunity to roar and leap high, and the next moment, the orc jumped wildly, and the storm hammer fell from the sky at a great speed, with lightning rage, the centaur could barely resist this attack.

The spear was shattered, but the hammer did not slow down, and in the next second, the huge hammer slammed into the neck of the centaur leader.

The pain reached the brains of the centaur leader in an instant.

It was a blow that almost shattered bones, and even if the centaur leader had a strong physique and body, he could not withstand the onslaught of the ancient warhammer, not to mention that Jabbar still carried the wrath of the elements. The combination of a shaman and a warrior makes the orc uncle's combat power far superior to that of ordinary orcs.

"Wait, Abdul-Jabbar. ”

The centaur was wounded and slumped limply on the grass, and Jabbar raised his hammer, intending to end the life of the enemy in front of him. But the kind voice in my heart sounded again. They shouldn't kill innocents indiscriminately, these centaurs only killed them because they misunderstood themselves, and they didn't do anything threatening to the world.

Asalivan also stopped Abdul-Jabbar's actions in time. Fortunately, Uncle Orc's war hammer had not yet fallen again, and the huge heirloom jewel shimmered in the sunlight, swearing its majesty and unbeatable combat effectiveness.

The other centaurs surrounded with hostility, if it weren't for their leader being in Jabbar's hands at the moment, I'm afraid these twenty centaurs would have come around and tear this orc apart.

"You're defeated. ”

Then, there was an unexpected scene on the battlefield, as Jabbar threw the hammer heavily on the ground, and then reached out to grab the centaur leader who was already lying on the ground. This surprised not only Gelman and Esalivan, but also the other centaurs present.

Why would an orc do this? He could have killed the vanquished directly. And no matter how this orc behaves, it is impossible for the centaur clan to accept the peace of the orcs.

"No, you can go. ”

However, the Centaur leader did not accept Jabbar's offer of peace, but still stubbornly rejected the friendly gesture of the orcs. With resentment, but helpless, the centaur leader just let Jabbar and his party go.

Under the severe pain, the centaur slowly got up again, and this time, it seemed that the bones of the whole body were loosening, making a squeaking sound, and Jabbar's blow was too violent.

"Okay. ”

Uncle Orc's outstretched right hand was retracted, and he wanted to say something more, but after looking at the situation in front of him, Abdul-Jabbar decided not to say anything.

"Let's go. ”

Pick up the heavy hammer on the ground again and carry it on your shoulder. Abdul-Jabbar called out to Gelman and Esalivan to continue on their way. The centaur clan behind him quickly surrounded them, supporting their leader, and watched as Jabbar and the two "followers" behind him gradually walked away.

At sunset, on the prairie, three long-distance travelers walked in the vast and empty green field like three little people on the prairie.

Ahead, is their final destination, the Obsidian Active Volcano, the Dark Temple, which has not been entered by a living person for thousands of years, sits at the foot of the active volcano mountain, and the demon army is about to be teleported, if Jabbar and Essalivan can't arrive in time. (To be continued.) )