After being stabbed by DuPont seven or eight in a row. The orcs were completely furious. The lionman roared, first taking off his armor. Muscles like steel are exposed.

Seeing this, the tiger man gave an order: "Take off your damned armor and gather and don't scatter." ”

The orcs took off their armor one after another. Without the drag of armor, his body is much more flexible. And after gathering, Dupont can no longer use his agile speed to kill orcs.

Horn and the others watched from the sidelines, and it turned out that they were still worried about DuPont. Unexpectedly, he deserved to be a top powerhouse, and he looked like he was at ease against such a mid-level orc.

Now that the orcs are concentrated, DuPont is not so easy.

Horn looked at it and said, "We're going to help the teacher too." ”

Others had the same idea, after all, it was impossible to let Dupont fight alone.

The five of them each locked onto the target, picked up their weapons, and pounced directly. Of course, the five of them are not stupid, they are specifically looking for the orcs who were injured just now, and the others are up to Dupont to deal with.

Hornbiadell and the others were one step late, as he was preparing the spell. He was targeting the wounded orcs who had already been drawn to them by Adair. After completing the spell, Horn shouted, "Get out of the way."

The other four suddenly realized and dodged away in unison.

A ball of fire slashed through the air with great speed, forming a red glow in the air. The heat was blazing, and the air smelled of burning.

The injured orcs and Adel got carried away from the fight, but they didn't expect the four to suddenly dodge. Still wondering how it was going on. I saw a fireball explode directly with hellish fireworks.

"Boom", the surrounding area of about ten meters is all high-temperature flames. The flames raged, and tongues of fire danced fiercely in the air. The air is mixed with the smell of burnt meat and the stench of burnt meat. All the stones on the ground are melted by the heat, forming small pools of lava.

After the flames, four corpses lay on the ground that had completely reduced to charcoal. The corpse was completely curled and could not die again. There were also three injured orcs nearby, their hair burned to bare. The exposed skin was all burned and red. Fortunately, the vitality of the orcs is tenacious, and if it were a human, it would be a serious injury and incapacitating to fight.

Horn used the second-level "Fireball Technique", and when he used to target rocks and the like, he didn't think it was like much. Today, it was used for the first time in actual combat, and it actually played such a big role, which he did not expect. I was overjoyed at the moment, and I was about to cast a spell again.

The lionmen who were fighting with Dupont over there also noticed the strangeness here, but they didn't expect that there were high-level martial artists in this group of humans, such top masters, and there were also hidden magicians. In his heart, he immediately hated the ones who gave him information to death.

The Lionman is a squad leader in the Orc Empire's escort team responsible for the security of the Great Shaman. More than ten days ago, I suddenly received an order from the Great Shaman, saying that some people from the Human Empire appeared on the border of the Orc Empire and asked them to kill these humans. At that time, he also asked the orcs who were in charge of finding out the information how many people and strength of these humans were. The damn orc also said it was just a group of mid-level martial artists. The lionman came with a small escort of his own. and ordered the nezumi tribe on the border to search for Horn and others with all their might, and there was a scene where Horn and others met the ratmen in the wasteland.

At that time, the lionman thought that the rat people were too useless, but they didn't expect that it was the reason why this group of people was too strong. Now it's an iron plate, and I can't help but be able to kill this group of humans, and whether I can leave alive is a question.

"Entangle that magician" the lion man roared, and with this distraction, Dupont saw the opportunity, and the sword in his hand exploded, stabbing directly at the lion's heart.

The lionman snorted, it was too late to block it. Barely leaning back, he was still cut out of a blood groove by the sword. The sword attached the Force, constantly destroying the musculature. The bleeding did not stop.

Dupont wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but the big knife in the tigerman's hand came directly with the momentum of splitting mountains and rocks.

With a look of regret in his eyes, Du Pont had to turn around and block the tigerman's powerful slash with a sword.

After the lion man gave the order, a level 9 bear man directly withdrew from the warband. With a hideous bear face and a bloody mouth mixed with a fishy stench, he roared towards Horn.

Horn was forced to interrupt the spell. He drew his sword and headed straight at the huge mace in the bearman's hand. The bear man's eyes showed joy, and a magician dared to fight a warrior. He could already foresee the sight of this human being smashed into meatloaf by his own mace. With a cruel laugh, he used more force in his hand, with a gust of fishy wind, and slashed his head.

With a soft sound, a line of blood rose to the sky, gushing like a fountain.

The bear-man's joyful eyes gradually turned into a look of astonishment, and finally his eyes turned dead gray and trembled. A thin crack appeared in his chest, and blood splattered from the crack, and then the entire upper half of the bear's body broke away and fell to the ground. And the lower body is still upright. At the same time as the upper body of the bear man fell to the ground, the thick mace in his hand was broken in two, and the port was smooth, like a sharp knife cutting tofu.

Horn held a long sword carved with dense and strange patterns, the long sword was extremely thin, like a small round iron rod, with two sides of the edge, this sword is "Variety". Before coming out, Horn felt that this trip might be dangerous, and turned the "varied" bracer shape into a long sword early.

At first, Horn was worried that "Variety" would not be able to stop such a thick mace. Unexpectedly, "Variety" couldn't help but be hard and abnormally hard, and it was extremely sharp, directly cutting the mace like cutting tofu, and the aftermath also directly cut the bearman at the waist. Even when it came to cutting, Horn didn't feel any resistance.

Horn let out a long sigh of relief, very pleased with the ever-changing first victory.

The other orcs also found out what was going on here, but they didn't understand how Horn killed the bearman. Just roaring angrily. But they knew they couldn't let a mage unleash their magic with impunity. One of the tenth-level werewolves suddenly exerted force, and the sharp blade in his hand like a sickle flashed continuously, forming a knife net, forcing Du Pont out of the way, and quickly detached. With a swift stride, a dodge, the werewolf had appeared above Horn's head.

The sickle in his hand is scythe, and the scythe is snarled

Horn has the experience of the last time, and his hands are varied, and he blocks hard. If it touches it this time, the scythe in the werewolf's hand will be abolished immediately.

The moment when the two blades were about to touch. The scythe in the werewolf's hand spun abruptly, and it slashed towards Horn's shoulder.

With a "hiss", Horn's block fell into the air, and a layer of flesh was cut off from his shoulder by the werewolf's scythe, and blood flowed out.

Horn only felt a pain in his shoulder, knowing he was hurt. Quickly use the Force to condense directly near the wound, compress the muscles, and seal the bleeding wound.

If it were an ordinary person, it would have been so painful that it would have screamed. But Horn had been suffering from the side effects of the earthworm potion, and the pain was nothing to him.

It's just that he understands that the werewolf in front of him is not comparable to the stupid bear man just now. can't help but be one level higher in skill and more cunning.

The werewolf's gray eyes showed a cruel look, and he stuck out his tongue to lick the blood on the scythe, and the smell of blood stimulated his ferocity. He didn't want the bear man just now to have a bad head, and he was cut in half by Horn as soon as the bear man came into contact, and he had already guessed that the long sword in Horn's hand must have a ghost, otherwise a magician would not be able to kill a level nine bear man even if he had the strength of level eight.

The werewolf cracked Sensen's sharp teeth and grinned, "You relied on that sword to kill Dibagu just now." ”

The "Dibagu" in the werewolf's mouth is the name of the bear man just now.

Horn snorted coldly, neither admitting nor denying it, the man was like a gale, bending down and swinging his sword, cutting the werewolf's lower body. The sword of the wind fluttered lightly, as if it had no power.

But the werewolf didn't dare to be touched by the long sword with strange patterns, relying on the innate physical advantage of the orcs, plus the advantage of the level, it was very easy to avoid Horn's attack.

The werewolf's tactic is to take advantage of the gap in strength to weaken Horn little by little, and every attack brought Horn a scar. As long as there were enough wounds, Horn would have bled to death even if he hadn't been hit.

On the other side, the four of Adair also saw Horn's predicament, but everyone was dragged by the opponent, and it was difficult to help, so they could only do it in a hurry. Although their opponent had been injured, after all, there was not much difference in strength between the two sides, and they had an advantage in the innate physique of the orcs. And the orcs also saw their thoughts, and desperately dragged them down, even if they were injured, they had to buy time for the werewolves. As long as the werewolves get rid of Horn, they may come to reinforce them.

The only one who had the advantage in the sound of the battlefield was Dupont, and at the beginning, he injured those orcs with seven or eight levels of strength with his superb skills. But after the orcs took off their armor and concentrated in formation, it was not as easy as it was at the beginning. Although he was sure that he would kill them all, it would take time.

After the bear man and werewolf went over to kill Horn just now, he also knew it and had a way to stop it. It's just that he was in the opportunity to expose Horn and the others to some actual combat, and didn't stop the werewolf. Especially after finding out that Horn had solved the pigman in one fell swoop, he was a little surprised, and let the werewolf pass.

Now DuPont's opponent still has twenty orcs, and the other orcs are nothing, but those two twelve-level lion and tiger people are more troublesome. Whenever he's going to kill an orc. Those two orcs were always the first to arrive, and the blades were all aimed at his vital point. forced DuPont to give up the opportunity to kill.

This also made DuPont see that these orcs must have been trained for a long time to cooperate. Otherwise, the cooperation would not have been so perfect, and he would almost have no chance to take advantage of it. can only rely on the strong force to suppress many orcs. It's just that after a long time, it can't support it.

After blocking the waist of one orc, he picked out a blood groove on the other orc. DuPont finally arrived, impatient. The long sword in his hand drew a sword circle, forcing all the orcs back.