Jabbar struggled to hammer the buffalo man in front of him, who stumbled backwards, but quickly gained his footing and pounced again. Drinking the blood of demons, they completely ignore the pain, the damage. There is just endless rage and bloodlust.

When he rushed up again, Abdul-Jabbar struggled to turn the handle of the hammer, and with the opposite end of the hammer, he hammered at the buffalo who pounced again.

The handle of the hammer, with spikes, stabbed the buffalo man in the face. Suddenly, a large amount of blood gushed out. If you look closely, the blood of the bison people on it has been contaminated into dark green. Just like their skin, it has lost the rough brownish yellow of its ancestors.

The scales of victory on the battlefield had already swung in the Bison's favor, the coalition forces were defeated in the face of the terrifying killing machines, and Jabbar could clearly see the leader of the Bison, Bezotien, smiling wickedly as he descended from the mountains to join the ranks of the forces that had entered the Demon Portal.

In a desperate situation, Abdul-Jabbar was left on his own.

Now, then, the earth began to tremble.

The elements began to gallop.

The sky darkened, dark clouds obscured the sky, and lightning rolled in the clouds. The flames leapt atop the Storm Hammer, and it all indicates that the protagonist on the battlefield has once again moved to Jabbar's side.

'Bump'

There was a crisp hammer sound, and at this moment, the elemental power favored this genius orc, and the buffalo warrior suddenly cracked his armor and screamed. A single blow killed the buffalo man. Crit? Okay.

Next, lightning and thunder, with the help of the elements, Jabbar slashed all the way.

The ghost wolf covered the orc uncle and rushed left and right, like slaying monsters on the battlefield, and when all the coalition forces were retreating, Jabbar rushed up alone. Don't let the enemy surround you. One hammer at a time, lightning and flames surround it, preventing more buffalo people from getting closer.

And every time I walked to a place, the earth trembled and sent out small seismic waves. Rubble splattered, warhammers swept through the air, and buffalo fell like puppets, blood splattered on the battlefield.

"Smack. ”

Another blow, and the warhammer, with the power of lightning, knocked down a buffalo man. In less than two minutes, behind Abdul-Jabbar, there were already more than fifty carcasses of bison people.

However, the massacre continued.

The massacre of the Buffalo against the coalition forces just now turned to the massacre of the Bison by Jabbar alone. A large number of bison people were surprised at how the orcs in front of them could have such perverted combat power, this was simply not an opponent of a level. The level of the orc in front of them instantly changed from green to a big skeleton.

But under the influence of the demon's blood, more buffalo people still surrounded, but Jabbar still did not let them get close, once there were more than ten buffalo people around, Jabbar rushed out, rushed to a place where there were no people or few people, and then killed back.

Time and time again, more and more bison people were killed in battle, and no one expected that the scene of the battle between the two armies just now would become a battlefield for this orc alone.

"Bump, bump, bump. ”

Three strokes at most, and even the most powerful buffalo people were wiped out under Abdul-Jabbar's hammer blow. There will be a critical strike in three hits, with the wrath of lightning and the wrath of the earth. The elemental of fire and ice flies in the air. This is simply the god of war.

It wasn't until ten minutes after the slaughter that the Bison Chieftain Berbato noticed that the battlefield behind him had been completely reversed, and his elite team of 300 people had been crippled by an unknown little orc. And there are less than a hundred left.

"For Abdul-Jabbar!"

The coalition forces began to counterattack, and under the leadership of Bloodhoof, they rushed to the buffalo brigade that was lining up to pass through the Demon Gate.

Bursts of sad music came from the sky over the battlefield.

"What's going on?"

The crowd looked at the sky, trying to find the direction in which the sound was coming from. But there was nothing, just ahead, and where the buffalo army passed, terrifying afterimages appeared.

"An army of ghosts?"

The Water Demon King shouted, and of all the people present, only the Water Demon King and the Treant Leader knew what they had seen.

It was an ancient ghost from hundreds of millions of years ago, they died and did not disperse, and their souls wandered in the continent for a long time, until they completely became a ghost form, and they could kill people in an invisible ghost form.

No one knows what these ghosts were when they were alive. Maybe it's ancient humans? Maybe it's Argus? Maybe it's Argus? It's said that the Titans destroyed a planet they created once, but are these ghosts the creatures of the Titans before they destroyed the world? No one knows, because it's too old.

And now, the hidden species of this Kargas has attacked the buffalo people who are passing through the demon portal, and that's the point, and the situation is reversed in an instant. Because they are ghosts, buffalo people's battle axes, and the warhammer simply can't hit them. The Shadow Force, on the other hand, continues to assassinate the advancing Bison.

Ancient Guardians created by the Titans, perhaps?

After Jabbar hammered the last buffalo warrior on the hillside, the valley below the mountain, where the buffalo men had lined up, was now full of flesh and blood, and the stumps and severed arms were scattered.

"Who the hell are you?

Bezotien roared so madly that he might not even be able to stand the demons, and the buffalo army that he had worked so hard to cultivate was attacked by a group of unknown creatures when he was about to pass through the portal, killing and wounding more than half of them. And the point is that the buffalo people can't fight back yet, and when they hammer down, it's like hitting in the air, and there is no response. And a shadow flashed in front of him, but it made a living buffalo warrior's skin open and bloody.

Bezotien brandished his battle axe angrily, and the demon warlock looked nervously around, as if only hellfire could burn the ghost, but the ghost simply bypassed the hellfire and attacked the demon warlock who was manipulating the hellfire.

The coalition forces also rushed down the hillside, and the water demon created a channel for the water to slide down the mountain faster, while Jabbar stood at the top of the hill and watched the sudden scene.

"Abdul-Jabbar. ”

A ghostly sound came from the side, almost causing the orc uncle to roll down the hill in fright.

However, if you listen closely, the voice is so familiar.

"Raphael?"

A thought of surprise and joy came, if it was really Rafael, how would the orc uncle deal with it? A ghostly Raphael? only a soul, no body? Abdul-Jabbar has feelings for Rafael, but at the moment, is this ghost really her?

Unfortunately, the ghostly sound only lasted for a few seconds before it faded away. Maybe it's just auditory hallucinations?, alas. (To be continued.) )