Soldier against soldier, general against general.

Salian is self-aware, and with his current strength, he is a proper delivery of food to Haila.

Although the five-color dragon alliance was defeated, it was not enough to collapse.

Hela's sneak attack was not well prepared, and before she could accumulate enough concentrated stagnant water, she was seen through by Sarian in advance, and she had to rush out in a hurry.

After getting through the initial panic, the young dragons, led by Aregos, gradually stabilized their positions and began to organize a counterattack.

Karen remained behind to take care of the wounded, and Hela's surprise attack caused a lot of damage, and he had to stabilize the wounded as soon as possible.

Due to Hela's interruption, Gorm, who had no power to fight back, launched a ferocious counterattack, and barely pulled back the situation a little.

Abixian glanced worriedly at the frontal battlefield, he couldn't pull away for the time being, he could only hope that a few dragon kings would quickly stabilize the situation, at least to contain Hela, who had taken the lead, and wait until he was free to support.

Unable to deal with Hela, Sarian set his sights on the Nagfar's Hylagar.

The trio rush onto the deck and wreak havoc, ensuring that the ghost ship can't pull its hands to help Hela.

Hablon is a comprehensive talent who is biased towards management, and his combat effectiveness is not as good as that of Vigfus Knife Style, but he is definitely not weak.

The Soul Lantern, which Hela had given him, contained a large number of Souls, and its one-time release really caused some trouble for the three of Sarren.

Valera and Stellagossa retreated to observe the situation in accordance with common sense, but Saljan did the opposite, quickly approaching under Hablon's astonished gaze, raising his great sword and slashing at the spirit lamp in his hand.

Hablon was not stupid, he recognized the weapon in Sarjan's hand at a glance.

Although it is also an artifact, the Soul Lantern is not used exclusively for combat after all, and belongs to a supporting artifact.

Once hit by the Warsword of Valagar, the lantern that has accompanied Hablon for countless years may be destroyed on the spot.

Stretching out his left hand to Sarjan, Hablon's palm gushed out multiple death powers, and he put DEBUFFs on Sarjan one after another.

"Again?"

Sensing that his body was becoming a little sluggish, Sarjan slashed his sword in annoyance.

"Why do you spellcasters like to engage in such petty tricks? Come on! Fight me head-on! ”

"Hehe~"

Hablon let out a hoarse chuckle, "The noble caster is not comparable to you brute bulls who only know how to play with strength, you ...... Well?! ”

Sarjan: "I'm QNMD!" ”

Sarena has been working together with Valera and Stella Gosa for a long time, and has long developed a deep tacit understanding.

While Sarren was covered with curses and multiple weakening spells, Stellagossa quickly began to help him remove these debuff spells.

Hablon had only uttered a word, and Salian broke free and threw the Valagarh sword at him.

Hablon: "??? ”

"Dare to throw weapons around? You're looking for death...... Yes? ”

Narrowly dodging the greatsword that passed by, Hablon in a cold sweat angrily tried to launch a counterattack.

But at this time, he found that Sallian had an identical sword in his hand.

"Ah......h

Without Sarean's taunts, Hablon himself felt ashamed.

He actually forgot for a moment that the Valagaar sword was a complete set, and there was only one left after losing one.

"Death to the master!"

Looking at Sarjan, who suddenly came out again, Hablon hurriedly took out a scythe from the spatial package, and barely blocked Sarjan's powerful slash with both hands.

The spellcasters of the Viku people are not industrious, weak and weak, and the powerful rune mages from before are a stark example.

Although Hablon rarely participates in battles in person, he is also an old fritter who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and he can handle both spells and close combat.

Valera and Stella Gosa cooperated tacitly to clear out the ship's Hylagal, while Sarian dragged the captain Hablon to death, and the battle was temporarily deadlocked.

The battle between Hela and the Dragons was even louder, but Salaan didn't have the time to care about them at this point.

"Bell!"

The sword of Valagar collided with Hablon's scythe again, and the strange Sarean forced Hablon back once again.

The two of them went in circles on the deck one by one, and the barrage was funny to describe this scene as the demonstration scene of King Qin's circumambulation of the pillar.

Hablon is an old legendary powerhouse, although his strength is not as good as that of Wigfus, but he is not so easy to deal with.

His fighting style is balanced offensively and defensively, both near and far, and it is almost impossible to find obvious shortcomings, proper bucket numbers.

Sarean is confident that the Dragons will defeat Hela, and he can focus all his attention on Hablon without distraction.

On the other hand, Hablon is well aware of the disadvantage of his own side, and will always be nervously distracted in the middle of the battle to see the situation on another battlefield.

"Dare to be distracted?"

Sarjan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the inattentive Hablon ignored some of the details of the surrounding environment, and Sarjan relied on his combat wits to come up with a game-breaking plan in a very short time.

With both hands clenched at the sword of Valagarh, Sarean was able to attack with unforgiving moves.

He could see Hablon's strategy, this guy wanted to defend instead of attack until his strength was exhausted, and then turn defense into offense, turning the tide of the battle in one fell swoop.

But with dragon blood, Sarean's staying power is far beyond Hablon's imagination.

After waiting for a long time, he still couldn't wait for Sarren's momentum to rewind, and Hablon's mood became a little agitated.

Circling the ship's mast again, Saljan took advantage of another distraction from Hablon to aim at Hela when he suddenly lunged to the door of the captain's quarters and drew another Valagar's sword that had been stuck in the door.

With the two swords in hand, Sarren took a deep breath and opened the transformation of the gods and dragonmen at the same time.

The normal Sarren can't handle two Valagar swords at the same time, but the double buff enhancement can make up for the difference.

The opening of the Heavenly God made Sarjan's size increase slightly, and the two swords of some artifacts that exceeded the standard for the High Elves suddenly became closed.

"Drink!"

By the time Hablon came to his senses, Sarean had leapt into the air and slashed both swords at Hablon at the same time.

Hablon didn't dare to take it hard, and he rolled around on the ground very barelessly.

But this guy is wearing the robes that spellcasters usually use, and he is not very agile in his movements, and his tumbling movements are a little stiff.

Salian had already guessed that Hablon would dodge, and although he roared loudly, he didn't really pour much power into the blow.

Sarjan, who jumped in mid-air, changed his posture with more than enough strength, kicked his left foot on the mast to borrow force, and the whole person rushed sideways towards Habulon, who had not yet got up.

"Bell!"

The giant blow of the first sword was blocked by Hablon raising his scythe, but in a hurry, Hablon obviously did not exert any force, and the scythe was swung away by the powerful sword.

"Not good!"

Hablon was an experienced old fritter, and as soon as the door opened, he realized that he was afraid that he was going to be cold.

Sarean didn't disappoint him either, and while Hablon's face changed dramatically, the other sword in his left hand also slashed down with a giant strike.

"Boom!"

In the nick of time, Hablon tried to dodge to his left side, barely avoiding a direct head-on attack.

But his right arm was cut off shoulder-high and fell to the ground along with the scythe in his hand.

Without waiting for Hablon, who had broken his arm, to make a follow-up move, Saljan, who had fallen behind Hablon with the help of his momentum, immediately turned around and drew his sword.

As soon as Hablon took out the spirit lamp with his left hand, the reddish sword struck him once again at the wound on his severed arm.

"Slash!"

From the shoulders upwards, Hablon's body was sliced open, and a large amount of fishy green liquid gushed out in place of blood.

"No!"

Hablon, whose head hit the ground, was not yet dead, and he screamed miserably: "Hela, the great god of death! Please help, help, ......"

"Save your M size!"

Salaen mercilessly plunged his sword into Hablon's head, completely cutting off his hope of survival.

"Bring it to you!"

Hablon's pure soul energy, which had lost its own consciousness, flowed down the artifact into Sarean's body.

Before Sarrendo could feel the thrill of this energetic charge, the system suddenly gave a hint.

System: [Druid level is increased to 30, please select the elite class template.] 】

[Choice 1: Druid]

[Option 2: Thorny Whisperer]