Lord Roar

Chapter 132
Heldon recognized this voice, and if it was correct, the guy in front of him armed to the teeth was the big guy from the Bloodhoof tribe, that Babylon the Great who often fought with other tribes and always caused trouble.

But he was a little unsure, the voice was correct, and the figure was similar, but the image in front of him

What the hell is he wearing?Heldon was confused.

Countless steel thorns shining coldly like hedgehogs are scattered all over the armor of the limbs, and only a pair of eyes are exposed from the dark full body armor.

But it doesn't matter, because the battle is over soon.

More than a dozen well-armed tribal fighters faced five or six vindictive fighters who were overly frightened.

It was Babylon the Great who took the lead. He tore off the horned python around his neck, and slammed it at a human warrior. The horned python that was still in midair seemed to have just woken up. Eyes, I found a human holding a gleaming stick and smashed at me. I was startled. It was like a balloon full of air. Its body suddenly swelled and became more than ten meters long in an instant, as thick as a bucket. shaped fighting stance.

The vindictive warrior holding the fine steel stick was very sad. Before the stick was rolled out, he found that the sky suddenly turned green.

He was crushed to death by the horned python, or rather crushed to death.

This scene not only shocked the other human warriors, but even Babylon the Great was caught off guard. He originally wanted to use it as a whip, but he didn't expect the horned python to be so cowardly, and it would suddenly become bigger. He was afraid of being hit by a stick.

The horn-winged python that hit the ground escaped from the control of Babylon the Great, and with a sweep of its tail, several human fighting spirit warriors were swept into the air.

The horned winged python was like a shooting star, with its big mouth it leaped up and bit an unlucky human being.

It may be that the armor of this unlucky ghost is too thick, the horned winged python didn't bite, and threw the guy away with a flick of its head.

Several other tribal warriors also jumped off the wasteland giant wolf one after another.

A tribal warrior pulled out a mace as thick as a beam from his back, and smashed a vindictive warrior to death with one stick.

Perhaps because of Allen's example, when the dwarves made weapons for tribal warriors, many tribesmen chose huge maces.

It may also be the reason why this weapon is easy to use, it can be pumped, smashed, thrown or blocked.

Of course, there are also some more unusual tribesmen, such as the tribal warrior next to Babylon the Great, who pulled out a giant sword from under the belly of the wasteland wolf.

This door-like giant sword is not the same as Cologne's giant sword. It is not counted as a handguard. The blade is 1.5 meters long and [-] centimeters wide, with no edges on both sides.

In the eyes of human warriors, this thing is basically the same as the gate of their own house. It doesn't matter if it is opened or not. Anyway, don't scratch it. As long as the body touches the edge, it will not die or be disabled.

Perhaps because they are not very familiar with using swords, the tribal warriors hacked and stabbed repeatedly, and did not hurt a single enemy for a long time.

The tribal warrior who became angry from embarrassment, didn't care where the blade was facing, he held the hilt of the sword and slapped it instead.

This time it became much more fluent. A vindictive warrior holding two daggers in both hands tried to block the giant sword with the daggers high. Who knew that he didn't want to cut him at all, but he was slammed to the ground, and a giant wolf of the wasteland went up. Biting his neck, he died within two strokes.

An extremely agile and small human fighting spirit warrior, like a ghost, detoured behind the Great Babylon. A short stab, like a shooting star, instantly pierced the Great Babylon's back. In just one second, he stabbed four times in a row. Five times.

The sound of "ding ding ding" is endless.

Babylon the Great didn't seem to feel it at all, and he just chased and beat a vindictive warrior on his own.

A ghostly human fighting spirit warrior, a bit confused.

Backed up a few times, and then quickly passed under the crotch of a tribal warrior. Relying on his agility, he jumped up and lay down on the tribal warrior's back. Just like before, he stabbed at the tribal warrior's back again. several times.

"Ding Ding Ding"

This warrior, like Babylon the Great, didn't seem to realize that there was something crouching behind him at all.

The short human warrior opened his eyes and looked at the tribal warrior who had been attacked by him indifferently. He looked down at the short thorn in his hand as if dumbfounded, only to find that the sharp top had already broken.

"The armor of these barbarians...is it so hard?" This is the last question left by this human warrior in this world.

Because a wasteland giant wolf threw him to the ground while he was distracted, several giant wolves stepped forward one after another, biting continuously with their fangs, the vindictive warrior twitched a few times, and could no longer move.

There are not a few people who have the same doubts as this vindictive warrior.

They all looked at the weapons in their hands in doubt, and they were extremely surprised.

As warriors of the first and second ranks of Dou Qi, they have more or less fought against barbarians in the wilderness.

Although these barbarians don't know why they put on armor and took up weapons, but in the barren wasteland, what kind of steel materials and craftsmen can help them?
As a result, reality gave them a resounding slap in the face, making them stare blankly.

The weapon in his hand, even if it is infused with fighting energy, cannot break through the opponent's armor at all.

And the armor on his body, no matter how hard it is, even if it can withstand the sharp weapons of the barbarians, it can't resist their incomparable brute force.

Before they died, they suddenly thought of the battle between the Holy See and the barbarians decades ago.

At that time, the barbarians didn't have armor and weapons, they were just ordinary warriors, and they didn't have a fighting spirit. They thought that they would never be able to defeat each other.

Now that they have mastered fighting spirit, the barbarian puts on the armor as a result, and they begin to think that they will never be able to defeat each other.

This group of vindictive warriors are dead and crippled.

After a while, except for a warrior with a blood-red grudge all over his body, Halton and Fan Di were intact, all the other resisting humans were lying on the ground.

Babylon the Great lifted his visor, and said flatly, "I've lost both of my hands, and I'm going back to pass a message to your cardinal."

"Barbarian, stop talking nonsense, you are worthy too, if you are capable of one-on-one, do you dare?"

Heldon knew this vindictive warrior, the guard under the command of Lord Cardinal Lando, named Keith. It is said that he practiced blood vindictiveness, and his strength was outstanding. Otherwise, he would not have struggled until now.

Case's plan was very good. The blood cavalry gun in his hand was given to him by Lord Lando. After it was made of fine steel, it was infused with fire magic by the court mage. It was invincible, no matter how thick the enemy's armor was, Can't resist.

Barbarians are not good at dodging, no matter which part they stab, they can make the opponent lose their combat effectiveness. Once these stubborn barbarians accept a duel and lose, they will definitely not kill them.

A tribal warrior next to Big Babylon walked over, shook his head in disdain and said, "You are also worthy of one-on-one with our Big Brother Babylon, you and I will try."

Case didn't answer, and secretly poured his whole body's battle energy into the blood cavalry spear, and stabbed the tribal warrior with all his strength.

This simple and honest tribal warrior was beaten unexpectedly. The blood cavalry spear pierced his waist at a tricky angle like a poisonous snake.

However, the tribal warrior was extremely brave, and he stretched out his right arm and grabbed Case by the neck, grabbing him off the ground.

Keith struggled continuously, pulled out the blood lance, and took a closer look, there was not a trace of blood on the blood lance.

The tribal warrior laughed loudly: "The dwarves still have some steel left, and the chief gave us a set of inner armor. The chief said, there is nothing we can do about it. We are all rich."

Case's eyes were round, and he didn't believe everything in front of him. Even if the opponent had inner armor, it was impossible for him not to hurt him at all.

After the tribal warrior laughed, his face suddenly changed into a vicious expression, and a blue light suddenly flashed on his palm, and he squeezed Case's throat hard.

"You think that only you humans can fight, bah." The tribal warrior threw the corpse in his hand to the ground in disgust.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fan Di, who looked like a quail, suddenly felt that Mr. Lando, who was extremely wise in the past, might have made a wrong decision.

This is a savage?Full body armor on the outer cover, inner armor on the lip, mastering fighting spirit, holding steel weapons, and air scouts throwing incendiary bottles?
The Knights of the Holy See are not so rich and colorful.

Hayden, who was also dumbfounded, kept blinking vigorously. Was the group of bloodhoof warriors in front of him really his own clan?

Aren't they human beings in barbarian skin?
Babylon the Great walked up to Heldon, and said with a half-smile, "Manstein's son of a bitch, shall we beat you up, or will you take the initiative to come with us?"

Haldon smiled wryly, looked at Fan Di who was not far away, and nodded helplessly.

"Let's go, brothers, hurry back to the camp for dinner, or those violent bears won't leave us with anything."

(End of this chapter)