The Norsca warriors who rushed to the front were instantly knocked away by the tall swamp demon with a hammer.

Even the strongest northern humans are vulnerable to the Swamp Monsters, as the Dwarven Butcher Bogur said, and the Swamp Monsters' hunting troops have been encountered in the Lorraine camp before. Their real workhorse is here, Stonehenge! There are so many secrets hidden beneath this ancient structure.

And the swamp monsters guarding here are all elites......

They are not very different in height from their kind, but their strength and physique are another notch entirely. Even Celta, the strongest warrior of the Norscans, had only the power to parry in the face of these dark swamp monsters.

He sideways dodged the Bone Eater's hammer blow, swinging his two-handed axe at its head, only to be deflected by the Swamp Monster with a wolf's fang, and with a wild roar, the Bone Eater frantically swung the hammer and swept through Celta's lower plate.

The barbarian warrior didn't have time to dodge, and was swept in the ankle by the hammer, and the whole person fell to the ground in a somersault, letting out a terrible scream. The terrifying swamp monster then swung its bloody mace and smashed it into Celta's head.

At the critical moment, Bogur, the Butcher, stepped forward, blocking the swamp monster's hammer with his axe, but swung another axe in his left hand and slashed at the enemy in front of him. The Bone Eater was forced back by the mad dwarves.

Celta sat up from the dirt, the bone at his ankle nearly shattered. It was the butcher who saved his life.

Bogur roared in attack, his attack frantic and deadly, slashing at the vulnerable parts of the Bone Eater. The tall Dark Swamp Monster was cornered by the dwarf butcher and nearly fell. He fought back with all his might, but was well dodged by the dwarven butcher, and Bogur roared angrily and launched a counterattack as he dodged the attack.

The razor-sharp tomahawk slashed into the swamp monster's abdomen, and when it was pulled out again, bloody intestines and sticky blood flowed from the massive wound. Before the other party could recover from his composure, the butcher's tomahawk attacked, and it slashed at the swamp monster's thigh, only to be caught by the swamp monster's huge palm, which was heavy enough to block the blade. However, the butcher was even more cruel, and Bogur gritted his teeth and pulled out the battle axe, and the three fingers of the Dark Swamp Monster were suddenly cut off and broken, and flesh and blood splattered out.

The scarred swamp monster wailed in pain, and he picked up his hammer and attacked wildly. And the butcher also came to the rescue, the enemy was bleeding, he was wounded, and Bogur knew that now was the time to strike a fatal blow. With the axe in his right hand, he swept away the Bone Eater's hammer, and the axe in his left hand fell on it, cutting off one of his enemies' arms, and as the Bone Eater screamed, the butcher slammed it to the ground, and the blood-stained axe followed and slammed into the bone eater's chest.

The blade of the axe slashed right into the heart, and blood splattered out like a stinking slime, staining Bogul's face red.

The whole Stonehenge is in chaos.

Hundreds of swamp monsters and Norscan marauders are fighting each other. The terrain of the forest swamp made it impossible to spread out the battle formation at all, so Rhodes had to order all the soldiers to fight to the death and not retreat.

The clanging of weapon strikes, the beastly roars, the screams of the wounded warriors filled his ears, and the blood and flesh continued to fall, and Rhodes rushed into the pile, grabbed a swamp mud monster that was fighting the Norscar warriors, slit its throat with a sharp dagger, and then threw the dying swamp monster on the mud like garbage.

But the other Norscan warriors were not so lucky, and not far behind Rhodes, a Norsca Marauder was grabbed by the feet of a diver, and at the terrified shouts of the marauder warriors, the swamp diver dragged him into the mire. The strength is so great that even a companion can't save it. Beside him, another Norscar warrior was shot in the head by a terrifying quagmire beast, and the heavy stone hammer hit the Norscan warrior's head from top to bottom, and the iron helmet was instantly deformed. Scarlet blood poured from the shriveled helmet......

And the more terrible battle was still to come, and I saw an old man gradually walking out of the center of Stonehenge, and it could be seen that he was the leader of the entire swamp monster army. A dark wizard.

The butcher Bogur was completely immersed in the thrill of killing, completely oblivious to the appearance of this dangerous figure, while Rod did.

It carried a long string of skulls on its body, its body enveloped by thick scale armor, and a pair of terrifying bloody eyes stared at every corner of the battlefield. The staff in his hand was like a red python, exuding scorching flame energy.

Before Rhodes could give the order, the swamp wizard launched a purely magical attack. A blazing flame ignited under his feet, and the staff was like a sword of fire, smashing into the enemy at the same time, it also injected fire energy into it, and Rhodes could see that the Norsca warrior was swept away by him with the fire staff, smashed into the tree, and when he landed, the flame energy exploded in the warrior's body, and the flesh and blood body was blown apart by the instantaneous high temperature, and blood and flesh were sprinkled from the air.

Another Norscan warrior fearless of his fierce foes roared at the dark wizard. However, its power was not enough to kill this powerful dark wizard. I saw that the swamp wizard just waved his hand, and a terrible wall of flames formed in front of him, and the wind of flames swept through the body of the human warrior, and in an instant, the Norsca warrior who jumped in the air was ablaze with terrible demonic fire, and the red flames wrapped him tightly.

He struggled and screamed, but the flames relentlessly devoured every inch of his skin, and his white exterior was quickly scorched and blackened. Immediately afterward, the swamp monster beside the dark wizard took the sword of a human soldier and cut off the head of the tumbling Norscan warrior. It will collect his head and hang it on its chest as a trophy like their leader. That's a record to be proud of.

The number of human warriors falling under Stonehenge grew, and Rhodes struggled his way through the crowd. His eyes were fixed on the murderous dark wizard.

Finally, slashing down the last dark mud monster in his way, Rhodes appeared directly across from the swamp wizard.

The swamp wizard also recognized Rhodes at the first time. The leader of this army is so recognizable, Rhodes has a completely different attire from them, from armor to weapons, from appearance to temperament.

The Swamp Wizard locks up Rhodes, and Rhodes locks him on.

But before he could charge, Rhodes had to do something else, and he called out to Caroline. The Frost Witch sensed danger for the first time.

The strength of the opponent's spell is several times higher than her own, but as a frost witch, she must do it. This was her home turf, and the cold temperatures reinforced her frost spells, and as Rhodes attacked, Caroline recited the most powerful spell her level could use.

Countless hoarfrost gathered at the feet of the Frost Witch, and at the same time, countless ice pooled from the surrounding air, forming a huge ice arrow. Her eyes turned a terrible blue. And on the other side, the swamp wizard's eyes also turned a terrifying red. A huge fireball rolled in his hand, crackling loudly.

Flaming Skull! Ice Arrow!

Almost at the same time, the Frost Witch and the Swamp Wizard each cast their spells.

The flames converged to form a massive flame skull, which flew towards the Frost Witch with a piercing grin. The Ice Arrow flew towards the swamp wizard with a cold light.