Obviously, these wild people from beyond the Eastern Mountains didn't know this thing, this guy in iron armor was thirty feet tall, and the same shape of the creature didn't seem to be comparable to the size of a Titan.

The steel-clad giant roared with its terrifying power.

A moment ago, watching such a steel guy appear in a non-dazzling flash, the mental activity of all slaves and soldiers came to a standstill in an instant.

It seems that this kind of thing is more shocking than a few hundred cavalry.

For the cavalry that had rushed into the lowlands had already shown their shock, and the Toucans on horseback had not yet reacted, and all the mounts under their crotches had fled in all directions, screaming wildly.

Even after a long time on the battlefield, but in the face of this terrifying existence beyond cognition, these war horses still follow their instinctive reactions.

Moments later, two of their own kind were crushed into meatloaf, telling the horses that their choice made perfect sense.

Two screams with a Tucan sound pierced the air, spreading farther and farther away.

The aura that condensed into freezing seemed to gradually come to life, and the soldiers in the lowlands were in high spirits, watching the huge armored warriors waving their huge palms, beating the cavalry companies and horses into scattered corpses, their breathing gradually became rapid, and their faces began to turn red.

"Giant Soldier! This is the Giant Soldier!" A few hundred paces away, he was not happy that the crisis was over, he watched as pieces of blood clots from stumps flew out of the low ground, splashed down on the grass, and a large group of cavalry screamed and fled outward, the huge metal humanoid monster waved its arms to dismantle the cavalry that could not escape into parts, his heart shrunk tighter and tighter, and his heart made a sound like a wail.

Infinite shock was projected deep from his mind to his pupils, and when he met another pair of eyes that were equally frightened but full of anger, he snorted and spat out cold sweat all over his body.

The black-robed apprentice's mouth was filled with the bitterness that he had no time to taste in shock, how could he have expected that this fourth-level mage actually had such a thing, although he had heard that the Giant God Soldier was the academic achievement that Penny Sean had submitted to the Council, but he couldn't think that this kind of cutting-edge technology that obviously belonged to the family, and should be kept strictly secret, and only a few high-level mages had access to it, actually appeared on the body of the target's puppet.

The thoughts in his mind suddenly became a mess.

Many times, the red-robed mages see their loved ones as easier tools to use, after all, in the context of common interests, at least loyalty does not require much suspicion.

Although it is difficult for a mage apprentice like him to be officially promoted, he also needs meritorious service and family members to improve his status and get more benefits.

Therefore, when he learned of the assassination plan of the Archon of Antlonz, he immediately enthusiastically participated, thinking that this matter would not be difficult, but now, the development has far exceeded his expectations.

"How can this be, he is just a small person!" he was stunned and tugged at the reins of the horse, but saw that the horse had become a little demented, and it was obvious that the posture of the giant god soldier was also intimidating at a distance of three hundred paces.

Run, he wants to run.

He tugged at the reins so hard that all thoughts were reduced to the word 'escape'.

Preserving one's own life is the most important thing at the moment.

But it wasn't just the frightened horses who didn't cooperate with him, but even the Toucan leader, who was shocked and angry, turned his round flaming eyes to his face.

The black-robed apprentice's breathing suddenly stopped, and he saw the green tendons protruding from Kutan's eyes.

"Tell me. The black-robed apprentice's neck tightened, and a face was dragged by the Tucans to the bloodshot eyes covered with flames, and his ears let out a piercing tinnitus in a thunderous roar, "Tell me, what the hell is that? Why didn't I know he had such a thing?"

The black-robed apprentice opened his mouth, as if his throat was stuck, and he couldn't spit out half a word.

Boom Boom!

A loud bang that struck the eardrum deeper erupted from the lowlands.

A large piece of earth and stone was lifted up by the claws of the giant god soldiers, and the huge stones hit the bodies of the fleeing people and horses, and in the sound of ** shattering, except for some of the fleeing cavalry, the rest of the victims turned into a swamp of flesh and blood at the front of the lowlands.

Everyone stared at the red pool of blood, where the tips of a few weeds were still dripping with crimson dewdrops, and the hearts of the slaves and soldiers were not only shocked but shocked, and even forgot the sharp tinnitus in their heads.

Vomit!...... The pungent smell caused several of the slaves to vomit, and Ansel shook his head, and the tinnitus subsided slightly.

Titan.

He stared at the large piece of iron, which was covered in blood.

Suddenly I remembered the rumor I had heard when I came up, this rumor had spread all over Serre, and although the lower classes did not know much about it, there was still a vague depiction.

He carefully looked at the shimmering cassette under the moonlight, still feeling a little overwhelmed, and seeing the calm back of the mage in front of him, he finally knew where that composure came from.

With this thing in hand, the mage really doesn't need to scruple too much.

He exhaled.

The tightly held heart was put down more than half.

The mage stared at the red swamp of flesh and blood, and his stomach and intestines felt slightly uncomfortable.

Although he was prepared, the image created by this steel monster born from his pen still made him feel a little difficult to accept.

He suddenly expected that more lives might be crushed like this in the future, and it seemed that he was the one who started it all.

It made his mind a little uncomfortable.

The feeling was out of place, and Penny shook his head, dispelling it from his mind.

With his current status, he is not qualified to consider this kind of thing, being merciful to the enemy is cruel to himself, and without the Giant God Soldiers, the number of people who die under the arcane power of the Serds in the Desperate Eastern Regions can also fill the lake north of Eltabo.

It's just a tool.

The mage convinced himself, and he looked over three hundred paces to see the Tucans in a state of panic.

He had just given the order to pursue, when he suddenly felt a sense of danger in his back, and on the instinctive side of his body, a little cold light passing by his side made him break out in a cold sweat on half of his body.

That's pure gold!

He sensed the sound of the thin needle slicing through the mage's armor.

This metal weapon can easily cut through most spell protections, and if you want to kill someone with such a small needle, it is impossible to have no toxins on it.

He shook a circle in front of the gates of the underworld.

There are enemies in the group of slaves behind you!

He turned his head sensitively.

Hidden among the slaves, the Assassin Andôme ripped his shirt and trousers out of his infiltration and covered his face and body with mud to confuse him in the panic and attack with a blowtorch.

When an attack missed, he immediately bowed down sensitively, because his free hands and feet had exposed his abnormality, and in between these breaths, he flexibly shuttled through the dense group of slaves, but the slaves who had dispersed after coming to their senses had already exposed his figure.

Penny gave an order, and the Titan had a huge stride that allowed him to catch up with the fleeing Assassin in a matter of steps, his huge claws raised high and fell to the ground like a boulder falling from a landslide.

Instinctively for survival, the Assassin tilted his body, but still unable to escape the weight of death, the sound of bones shattering at the back of his waist reached his brain, and his head hit a large rock, and the pain lasted only for a brief moment.

......Quick, get the elders!"

With a flick of his hand, he threw the mage apprentice to the ground, and saw that more than half of the vanguard's cavalry had escaped his life, and the movements of the giant god soldiers did not seem to be fast, which gave Kultan a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Let a handful of good money slip away from his eyes, and he is still unwilling.

He had also seen the giants, and as the head of the Toucan tribe with a lot of nerves, his nerves were very tough.

There is no lack of understanding of the country of Serre, and it is not the first time for him to take advantage of the infighting of the red-robed mage, but there are not many such opportunities, so he cherishes them very much.

Because every time, he was able to get great benefits from this fishing in troubled waters.

How could this big fish in front of him let him run away at will?

He remembered the shamans of the tribe.

In every Tucan tribe, there will be such people.

This person, who is born with a special soul, has the power to communicate with the soul and derives extraordinary power from the soul through it.

Just as druids draw power from nature to cast magical spells, shamans are able to use a variety of spirits to cast spells, which work similarly to divine magic, and are very different from arcane arts, but can be used against them.

Although this shaman is regarded as an elder by the tribe according to the rules of the wilderness, he is not too old, and like an ordinary Tucan nomad, he has a bow and arrow and a scimitar around his waist, except for the hidden aura in his eyes, he is no different from an ordinary nomad.

"Kurtan, I suggest that we evacuate immediately. He looked at the giant god soldier in the distance, and his expression was serious: "The soul told me that that thing will bring destruction and death." ”

There was fear lurking in the depths of his eyes, and it quickly spread throughout the group of Tucans.

Shamans speak for the will of the gods among the Tucans, and their words are often more powerful than those of the chiefs of the clan.

"Escape?"

The leader of the Tucans was still unwilling, but when he saw the giant god soldiers striding out of the lowland, reason helped him refuse to hesitate, he looked at the war horse that was still a little slow to react, and obviously had not yet detached from the shock, he pulled the dock and hurriedly ordered: "Disperse and retreat!"

The Toucan Knight didn't have time to hesitate any longer, it really was the only good way.

The cavalry scattered and fled, the sound of horses' hooves dragging mud and water, just sounding, there was a feeling of deserted escape.

But the mage was not prepared to let them go.

Pursue.

A brief command entered the core of the Titan Soldier, and a rapid roar erupted from the air hole behind the Titan Soldier, and the Tucans were horrified to find that the speed of the Titan Soldier had increased much in an instant.

The fire elemental burst out of the air from the air holes on the back shell of the Titan Soldier, making its pace lighter, and in a few steps, it was a large part closer to the Tukans.

He's faster than a horse!

Kurtan's pupils shrank instantly.

He hurriedly took off the big banner behind him, which symbolized the tribal chief, and lowered his body, hiding the relatively neat clothing, and at the same time making the horse look lower.

Gorgeous scorching and clothing often make it easier for the Tucans to identify their leader, and to feel the presence of the leader in battle, making them braver.

But once defeated, the outfit becomes a deadly sign of his identity, reminding his enemies of his distinctive identity.

However, the mage had already noticed this guy through his extraordinary sensing abilities, and experience and intuition had told Penny that this man was the leader of this group of Tukama bandits.

Now that he knows the leader of the enemy, of course he will not be merciful.

While urging the giant god soldiers to chase after him, he blessed his body with all kinds of spells, harnessed the rising air current, flew into the air, and tracked all the way.

Despite his best efforts, it was only a few minutes before the leader of the Tucans saw the reflection of the great monster running on the ground.

The moonlight is in the background!

He jerked the horse's head, and the horse dodged the thud of the iron fist, and a large amount of flying sand and stones splashed on his cheeks, scraping a large blood mark.

Rumble!

A fireball exploded right next to him, and his body rose into the air, tumbling a few times, and landing in front of a large rock a few paces away.

He saw the iron fist of the iron giant raised again.

Told him that death was inevitable, a desperate beastly roar came from his throat and raised the steel knife in his hand.

In mid-air, Penny put away his wand, and the long wind brought by the rising air currents blurred his vision a little, his eyes widened slightly, and he compared the image on the retina with the sensory domain, and thought of a word from another time and space to describe the stupid and tragic actions of Chief Tucan.

Mantis arm stops the car.

(To be continued)