Although he pushed back the wanderers, Neznar understood that if the two warriors in front of him were not killed, then it was not over.

Under the influence of the spider web technique, the round wine barrel, which was already suffering from the impairment of agility, became more and more difficult, and could not get rid of the entanglement of her little treasures for the time being.

And his two bear goblin guards were already crumbling under the attack of that handsome human warrior.

So if you want to break the game, you can only start from here!

Mage Drow glanced at the battlefield quickly, and his mind made a judgment in an instant.

She took a deep breath, the towering of her chest becoming more menacing.

As she raised the spider staff in her hand, the two bear goblins suddenly erupted with blood-red aura.

They let out a roar of their own accord, and their bodies instantly grew a little larger, and green tendons like earthworms appeared on their hairy arms, and their eyes became extremely red from overengorgement.

Berserk?

Sixth-level mage?!

Wren looked at the opponent in front of him and glanced at the mage not far away, secretly shocked in his heart.

Able to affect two of his own companions with Berserk Magic, this Drow mage has reached at least level six.

And from the fifth level, the mage can master the three-ring spell, which greatly improves his output ability.

For example, the famous [Fireball Technique].

The sixth-level mage has two three-ring spell slots, and the berserk spell has consumed one spell slot, so what spell does the remaining spell slot remember?

The string in Wren's heart tightened instantly, but what he had to deal with first now were the two bear goblins in front of him who had been subjected to berserk spells.

Berserk grants them a 2 morale bonus for their constitution and strength, and 1 morale bonus for their will-immunity, and is similar to the Barbarian rage, completely ignoring pain and fear, and completely turning into a terrifying killing machine.

The bear goblin was originally a violent and aggressive creature, but now with the blessing of his master's spell, the bloodthirsty desire in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he swung his axe left and right to slash at Wren's head.

These bear goblins are the strongest subspecies of goblins of the kind, named for their bear-like faces.

Tall, strong, cruel, and more agile than ordinary humans, they can be called low-level adventurer killers, but for a high-attribute professional like Wren, even if they are blessed with berserk skills, the threat is far less than imagined.

The small shield of his left arm was raised diagonally, and when it made contact with the opponent's weapon, it instantly sank, unloading most of the strength, and Wren held the Lightbringer in his right hand diagonally upward, blocking the weapon of the other bear goblin.

At the same time, Wren's mind moved, and the hammer head of the lightbringer radiated a light as dazzling as the sun.

"Ahh

In the dim environment, the two bear goblins suddenly encountered a strong light at close range, and only felt that their eyes were in sharp pain as if they had been pricked by needles, and tears involuntarily flowed out of their sockets.

If Wren's opponent is a highly trained professional soldier, perhaps they may continue to attack Wren despite the sharp pain in their eyes.

But bear goblins are obviously not, as the wilderness creatures of the chaotic evil camp, their knee-jerk reaction now is to stop attacking, and protect their eyes first.

And this happened to give Wren a chance to break out.

Taking advantage of the hasty retreat of the two bear goblins, Wren leaped to his feet, and the mace in his hand slammed down on the bear goblin's head.

Bang! Bang!

In less than three seconds, with two muffled sounds, two bear goblins fell to the ground.

Shaking off the blood and brains from the mace, Wren looked at the Drow mage not far away.

As if sensing Wren's murderous eyes, Mage Drow's gesture slammed, and then his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of her crimson mouth.

Spell Retaliation!

Her focus level is too low, right?

Wren snorted in his heart, and slowly walked towards the Drow mage with the mace.

He knew very well in his heart that it should not be himself who would resist damage in the front row, but the Rock Crusher Thorin, the gray dwarf warrior.

He, a holy warrior, wants to stay for the final harvest!

"Roar!"

On this side, the giant rock crusher Thorin did not live up to Wren's expectations, and the battle axe in his hand swept out, and the huge force knocked a giant spider more than five meters away, crashing into the hard rock wall, and it seemed that it would not survive.

And that's just the beginning!

Homeopathic chop! Attack with great force!

The grey dwarf warrior roared and began to erupt.

With the splash of blood, the spider's cry gradually weakened.

The Grey Dwarven warrior didn't look at the corpse at his feet, but instead looked at the Drow mage.

All that's left is this black-skinned bitch, and ......

The afterglow swept over Wren, who was not far away and was pressing towards the Drow mage, and a hideous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This human brat!

Seeing the two fighters approaching from the front and the right, Neznar's expression suddenly became a little nervous.

If a legal class is given close to a melee class without a guard, it is a living disaster!

But her eyes only struggled for a moment, and then they became firm.

That thing was entrusted to me by my lord, and it is related to the plan of my god's coming, and it must not fall into the hands of others!

With a determined face, the Drow mage pulled out a spell scroll from the cuff of his robe with a pained face, and tore it open with a "bang".

As the spell scroll was torn open, the magic in the air quickly condensed in front of her, turning into a fireball the size of a basin in the blink of an eye.

Neznar pointed his hand, and the fireball exploded in the direction of the two Wren.

Fireball Scroll!

Damn mage, how can she still have this big killer!

Seeing the fireball flying in his direction, both Wren and Rock Crusher Thorin had a look of horror on their faces.

As the pinnacle of low-ring spell damage, this thing would kill if it took a shot!

The two of them took care of the mage in the distance, and each kicked on his feet, rolling and dodging to the side, trying to get out of the explosion range of the fireball technique.

Bang!

There was a loud bang in the temple, and smoke billowed into the air.

When the smoke cleared, a large crater appeared on the rocky floor.

"Ahem......"

With a light cough, Wren got up from the ground with a disgraced face.

His agility is relatively high, and at the last moment, he avoided the most central explosion range, and only received half of the damage, but Rao was like this, and his health was also blown up by a small half.

However, things are not so good on the Rockbreaker Thorin's side.

The spell effect of the Giant Spell on his body wasn't over yet, and with his agility impaired, his speed was simply not enough for him to pull out the blast range.

Sure enough, with a violent wheezing, the voice and shadow of the gray dwarf warrior appeared in Wren's field of vision.

Wren glanced at it and knew that the other party's situation was far worse than his own.

Under the heat generated by the explosion of the Fireball Technique, not only was the gray dwarf's proud beard burned to flying ashes, but even the armor on his upper body showed signs of melting.

To make matters worse, Rock Crusher Thorin's left arm was blown off by Zigan!