As if he had a heart, Prajna looked at him and said lightly: "Instead of asking me, it's better to ask Hogg." ”

That's right, too.

Prajna is a ghost race, but not a ghost, it can be understood as a native human born in hell, and in the final analysis, it is still a person who is more adapted to the environment of hell, rather than a ghost who lives only on the soul body.

Lothar sighed, "Forget it, he'll see it himself." ”

The sound of artillery fire began to subside as the elite of the wolf clan entered the city.

The three-meter-tall brown-haired werewolf, like a ghostly figure, quickly rushed towards Lothar.

Bang –

Prajna stood in front of him, and the black shield in his hand was wide open, resisting the impact of the brown-haired wolf clan.

The blade of fire flashed.

The huge head of the brown-haired wolf clan was directly cut off by Lothar.

The flames scorched the wound black, not even a drop of blood was left, and a wolf clan, which was an elite even among the horns, didn't even have a chance to react under the sword of Lothar.

Now, his body has been covered with black triangular scales, and the half-dragon has endowed him with an extremely strong physique, with the coercion of the dark lord, in the eyes of the surrounding wolf clans at this moment, whether it is friend or foe, the fear brought to them is far beyond that of ordinary centurions.

Praruo was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Lothar to start the half-dragon transformation so quickly.

Lothar was also helpless.

The enemy's strength is too strong, if he doesn't turn on the half-dragon, he is also at the level of elite miscellaneous soldiers, and he is not an opponent against any leader-level figure, and if she is not known for her lethality, although she is also a centurion-level combat power, it is very difficult for her to quickly kill any opponent.

More and more enemies have climbed the city wall, and there are six strong enemies of the centurion level alone, and at the moment, the combat power of the same level on Lothar's side, even if you count himself, is only three.

He, Pranya, and a Texas wolf.

He cooperated with Prajna tacitly, and fought back and forth with the three centurions.

But not far away, the enemy's two centurions were attacking their own Texas wolf centurions in front and back, seeing that their centurions were staggering, not the enemy's opponents at all, Lothar's mentality couldn't help but be anxious.

There are many enemies, let them divide and surround them, and wipe out an important combat force of their own side, and the next thing is that he and Prajna will face six enemies.

Prajna also apparently saw the enemy's intentions clearly.

The four opponents were not in a hurry to attack, but just wandered around, blocking the path of the two to support the past.

Lothar raised his hand and threw out a string of beaded fireballs, which was learned from Anna's magic, and the power was actually considerable, although it was restrained by the Demon Blocking Gold, but in this world where there was no Demon Blocking Gold at all, this disadvantage was almost none.

Coupled with the blessing of Lothar's dual volcanic divinity, as soon as the fireball appeared, it flew away with a rolling heat wave.

But the enemies are all agile people, and when they saw this fireball coming, they immediately ducked to dodge.

At the same time, the blood waterfall was blessed, and his strong physique made him extremely fast even if he didn't know any body skills, and the flame sword in his hand slashed fiercely at the enemy who attacked his centurion on both sides with a red trajectory.

Miser couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the friendly side coming to help, the strength of these two enemies was not weaker than him, and the attack on both sides was really not something he could handle.

But at this time, he saw the centurion of the expeditionary force with his back to Lothar, not only did he not hurriedly turn around to dodge, but a cruel smile appeared on his face, waving his claws and continuing to attack him.

Not good!

This guy is at the same level as himself, it is impossible that he doesn't feel that there is an enemy behind him, there must be a problem!

"Be careful!"

The voice is still stuck in the throat.

Miselle saw a tall werewolf with a white mane around his neck leaping up from the edge of the wall.

He had a spear in his hand, which he had been planning for a long time, and the moment he appeared, he threw it fiercely.

The strong sense of crisis made Lothar's back sweat, and he didn't have time to dodge, he directly used his talent for solid stones, and the moment the spear was thrown, it turned into a blood-colored giant wolf full of fangs, and gnawed on Lothar's neck.

The blood wolf bit Lothar's body and shook wildly, but it felt like it was biting a solid piece of steel in its mouth, and no matter how it shook, Lothar was still unharmed.

The wind is howling.

Bang –

The edge of the black shield spun violently, and it was thrown from the hand of the Panruo, directly cutting the blood-colored giant wolf from the center, and the indestructible spear was broken at the waist, and a trace of heartache flashed in the eyes of the white-maned werewolf, and with a roar, the four expeditionary wolf clans rushed towards the already defenseless Panruo.

Prajna frowned and looked at the enemies in front of him.

You don't really think I'm only defensive, do you?

It's just that this kind of means, is it really going to be used?

She hesitated a little in her heart, and only then did she make up her mind when she saw that the first werewolf had already pounced in front of her.

I saw the black ghost-faced shield shoot out like a chainsaw, the speed was extremely fast, like lightning shuttling through the city, quickly harvesting the lives of one enemy after another, and the ghost face on it quickly devoured one soul after another, but there was no joy on the face.

The attack after the shield was taken off was not the power of Prajna, but the soul energy that it had worked hard and diligently to store for so long like a miser.

Even if every time it kills someone, it can devour back another amount of energy, but it knows that the energy that its master really needs to consume is more than that.

With more than a dozen wolves killed.

The surface of Prajna's body suddenly ignited with black demonic fire.

Killing ten enemies in a row will activate her third talent [Fierce Battle], and her attributes will be improved in all aspects.

I saw that her fair skin was crawling with black strange totems like blood vessels, and there seemed to be a bug in the center of her forehead

In her eye sockets, all the whites of her eyes were filled with inky black, like a demon in hell, and just by looking at her, it seemed that she could feel the pain, despair, anger, death and other negative breaths in it.

Bang, she threw a punch, and an oncoming wolf suddenly flew upside down as if it had been hit by a high-speed train.

Immediately after, the black shield flew back to her, exploding into a thick black fog with a thud, enveloping Prajna.

The remaining three wolf clans besieging her were stunned, and for a moment they didn't know whether to continue the attack, and their beastly instincts reminded them that they must not be touched by the black mist.

When the black mist disappeared, what appeared in everyone's eyes, where was the shadow of Pranya, it was clearly a huge black giant ghost, it had a spiral-shaped single horn, a mouth full of fangs, and long green hair like a cloak, covering its back.

It was five meters tall, with sharp white claws at least a meter long, and the moment it appeared, the claws pierced the body of the nearest wolf clan.

The wolf clan couldn't stop screaming, and Bai Sensen's claws quickly branched out like tree roots.

I just heard a snap.

Countless white spikes pricked out of his skin, and even from his screaming mouth, a spike protruded.

Lothar's face was shocked.

Is this Prajna?