The voices of the Scourge Soldiers were mostly muffled, but more hoarse, and the sound was very harsh to me, like the sound of metal rubbing, and it was very uncomfortable to hear it. At this time, I had only one hope for that voice, and the same fear...... Just don't bring more natural disasters.

It can only be hard!

Then kill them as fast as you can!

This is the second time I have a crush on magicians, I don't know what the names of the spells they use, but they work! The guy named Castrian flashed into the crowd of corpses and immediately exploded with a bang, only to see a flash of blue light, and the frost and snowflakes that appeared surprisingly enveloped most of the Scourge soldiers around him.

And the frost that erupted made the movements of those natural disaster soldiers seem to slow down all of a sudden, and there was even a crisp cracking sound.

At this moment we also rushed in front of the zombies, I picked up the hammer and slammed it towards the head of a zombie, the effect was very significant, the guy did slow down, I raised the hammer and it didn't mean to dodge, and when the war hammer smashed its head, the crispy feeling was really comfortable.

The zombies at the front were knocked down, and the zombies at the back were frozen more completely, and they even had hoarfrost on them. But before I could knock down the fourth, that great abomination, rushed up. It didn't care that the Scourge soldiers were its companions, and it used its massive body to knock down the frozen zombies in front of it. I didn't even care if I stepped on my feet and made a "cracking" cracking sound.

It has only one goal, and that is us!

Castellian's magic didn't have much effect on it, the frost just now actually affected it, but it was only frost on its skin, and its body was still agile and fast.

I could see the corroded, rusty axe and hook it was clutching. And when it rushed over, it did not pick up the axe and the guillotine in its hand, but threw the chain, which was the thickness of the child's arm, and the iron hook.

I would love to remind my companions, but my eyes, brain and mouth are out of sync.

I didn't get out of the way, my body was rolling to the side, but my mouth was behind.

I sensed something was wrong with the backwardness of my mouth, and it turned out to be true, the magician named Zorn was thrown over by the chains that Abomination had thrown at him.

You'd never imagine how ruthless that was, and you've probably heard of magicians using magic to form a protective shield on the outside of their bodies in order to protect their bodies from plate armor and chain mail, similar to the kind of Holy Light shields that Paladins can block all attack damage for a short time.

But the shields of the mages are not light spells but pure magic, and I remember Khadgar telling me how powerful those shields were when I was alive, and I have seen many mages survive on the battlefield because of this magic. But after this chain was struck, Zon flew straight up.

If you're there, you can see very clearly how Zorn flies, and you can see the blood that Zorn spews out during the flight! This abomination blow directly gave the magician ...... Pumped to death.

At the time, I had this thought in my heart, and I really felt that Zon would not be able to survive now. One person was knocked away! What a power this is! Zorn was the magician who had gone to find a griffin for us, he was not short, and as a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, he weighed at least seventy kilograms, and he was whipped up and flew directly over the ditch a few meters wide next to him and landed on the other side of the ditch.

I've seen people who have been knocked off by galloping wagons and horses, and it's still common on the battlefield, but it's unimaginable to fly so far. But Zorn seemed to be intact when he landed, except for spurting a lot of blood.

It's just that he never got up again.

I tilted my head to dodge a zombie's sword stabbing me in the face, and reached out to smash it directly in the face, and it was smashed by me, and the less than second opportunity I fought for made me give it another blow to the head.

The hammer slammed straight through its head, and I kicked it to the ground.

At this point I was worried that the abomination would come at me, really!

When I saw the monster running towards Darion and picking up the chains again, I remembered Ramsden, and I remembered ...... Nathanos.

Darien wouldn't cast that magic shield, and he's not a paladin.

I rushed forward with wide eyes, my eyes fixed on its gray-white spanking, but the rest of its lower body was already in my eyes. It was at this moment that I decided where I wanted to attack.

At this time, I actually hoped that Darien was okay, as for why it was okay, I didn't figure out why it was okay, whether it was okay to dodge it or someone to stop it, or if there was any special situation, I only had one thought at this time that he would survive.

I could feel how hard it was to slap this blow and how hard it writhed as I lifted it, and I suddenly felt a little bad in my heart when I raised the hammer.

It would have been better if a hammer had turned into an axe or something like that at this moment.

Because its legs are so thick!

Just listen to the "click". The sound of the chains pumping on the ground was very easy to tell, I didn't hear anyone screaming, I didn't hear anything else, and I was glad to see Darien roll to the side and dodge it.

The guy didn't draw Darian at once, and the guillotine in his right hand was directly raised.

"Be careful!" I now have a chance to scream.

The guillotine slashed directly sideways, and my heart trembled, but my companions were more nimble than I thought, and they all fell to the ground in an instant, and the guillotine swung past the undead soldiers who were standing, and they were directly killed, either cut off or sent flying.

This attack power is definitely monster level.

The power of swinging the knife is there, but the consequences are also obvious, especially for me!

The guillotine in the thing's hand looked heavy, its body was twisted directly for most of the time, and the inability to immediately perform a second combo was its weakness, and the biggest bad for me was that it could already see me on the side of its face.

It did see me, too.

When it roared at me with its toothless mouth, it switched targets!

The arm on its back was also very thick, and it swept straight over my head after the blow missed, and it had an axe in its hand. I dodged back when the axe fell, and the axe came out of front of me, and after I dodged it, I knew exactly what to do next.

Keep hiding!

You may be curious, depressed, or even angry. You can say whatever you want, or even scold me, but that's all I could do at the time.

If the abomination in front of me was about the same height as me, or a head or two heads taller than me, a little stronger than me, I don't think I would be like that, but this thing is not an ordinary thing. And I feel like I know a little bit better than most people about what kind of guy to fight against.

So I choose to save my life now, to save my little life first instead of rushing to die.

I don't think you'll be able to outlive me if you pounce on it at this time.

It's true.

Then I realized that I had made the right choice, and Castrian's spell crashed into the monster, and the frost that rushed in my face made me relive the deadly cold of the North Pole.

That thing was so terrifying that even if it was instantly wrapped in ice, it couldn't stop him from trying to kill me, just listen to a click, the frost that instantly condensed on its body was directly broken by it, its skin was broken all of a sudden, its belly was very big, I knew what it was containing, but what I didn't expect was that its belly was not as thick as I thought.

If there is ten centimeters of fat under the thick belly, the chance of us defeating it is only 10%, but I don't know why the fat under its belly is not thick, after the crack appeared, it didn't wait to lift the chain to see that its belly cracked like a broken pig's bladder, and the miscellaneous things inside leaked out directly.

I saw a bang, and a bunch of green, black, and even reddish things flowed directly out of my stomach. I screamed and jumped straight back.

The creature let out a grunt in his throat, and he was stunned for a moment, and then the chain he raised was also lowered, and he looked at his stomach and the pile of crumbs that flowed out of it, and he was a little overwhelmed.

That's the color really...... Disgusting, and that smell was one of the top three I've ever smelled.

If you haven't seen a corpse rot or smelled flesh rotting, go buy half a pig or get some meat, simmer it for three months, and then breathe a few affectionate breaths into it. And the thing that came out of the monster's stomach was a thousand times more disgusting than that!

To be honest, although it is very thrilling and urgent right now, I really ...... I really don't want to use my shoes to step on the filth of the disgusting dead.

So I decided to retreat.

I stared at the thing, and it finally came back to my senses after three seconds or so of thinking. But instead of picking up the pile, it ran towards me again. But the pair of crumbs slipped out of its stomach and dragged it to the ground, and its steps slowed down by the fact that it couldn't move a little in front of his legs.

As the saying goes, if you are sick, you will have to die. It suddenly became clumsy, and then I figured it was time to kill it.

The thing that was coming out of the stomach was trampled directly under its feet, it tripped over it, and I could clearly see that the intestines and other things in his stomach were trampled on by it and pulled straight out of the stomach.

Before it could fully react, the hammer in my hand was already over my head.

Don't ask for its face!