Lord Roar

Chapter 178 End
Old Dove, who had been huddling behind the giant skeleton, finally summoned two water elements after working hard for a long time, and reminded loudly: "These are Bronze Templar Knights, and the weapons they use are all blessed by the Holy Light spell. Don’t be ashamed of the broken copper and iron.”

Allen looked at the only weapon in his hand, the big hammer that looked as good as the painted dragon halberd, rolled his eyes and rushed to the paladins besieging Samson again.

With the blessing of the battle ring and the belt of the behemoth with a human face, Allen, who was already huge, held the heavy hammer in his hand, and he couldn't adapt to it no matter how he used it.

Obviously the sledgehammer didn't weigh much in his hand, but after the round passed, the feeling of being hit was as heavy as a thousand catties, which was quite a contrast.

However, this did not delay him from reaping the lives of the paladins. The big hammer is different from the dragon halberd. After being hit by the big hammer, the cross sword that has been blessed is often unable to resist at all. He vomited blood.

Babylon the Great had already jumped off the shoulders of the giant skeleton, and the veteran deserter horned python in his hand was flying up and down, and the pumped paladin was tired of parrying.

It may be because the last time I ran away, I was severely punished by Babylon. The horned python pumped people very hard, and the sound of "popping" was endless, not to mention the speed. The horned python with self-awareness often When you see the cross sword coming, you can dodge it in time.

Even if it is a paladin who is protected by holy light fighting spirit, his skin will be bruised immediately when he touches the horned wing python. Not to mention the tricky angle of the horned winged python, he will go up and take a bite when he is cold. Fall unconscious.

The giants who originally attracted firepower also regained their disadvantages. Cooperating with Allen and Babylon the Great to defeat the paladins, Du Fu flew high in the air, constantly looking for opportunities to attack, although the water spells were not too lethal strength, but it also disrupted the fighting rhythm of the paladins.

More than 30 paladins who have not lost their combat effectiveness gradually gather together.

The giants like the enemies to get together, and they began to constantly compress the space for the enemies to dodge.

If the strong intervention of Allen and Babylon the Great was enough to cause headaches for the paladins, when the wasteland storm bear wearing thick armor rushed over, they felt that they were about to return to the arms of the Holy Father.

More than a dozen wilderness bears faced the infantry of the cavalry beast army, and the rampage along the way was interspersed like this. Behind their buttocks lay the unlucky ghosts howling all the way on the ground.

The wasteland bear, who has been exercising frequently with East recently, has obviously improved a lot in physical strength. After taking a few breaths with his big belly, he rushed into the battle formation of the paladins.

The wild bears in the wasteland are very thieves. They shrunk their heads and limbs, and bumped into them first with their big bellies. The cross sword blessed by the paladin cut on the anti.fuck.dry bear armor produced by the dwarves. Splashing, it can't break through the thick steel armor at all.

The violent bears have extremely rich fighting experience. There is a reason for them to dominate the beast forest, and run rampant in the fish and meat town. They understand the sense of teamwork and will never give the paladins a second chance to attack , the paladins will be overwhelmed by a stomach.

As long as a paladin fell to the ground, a companion would run out from behind and sit on it, regardless of whether the paladin whose ribs were crushed vomited blood or not, he raised his big paw and slapped it.

The paladins are indeed the most pious believers, as long as they don't faint or completely lose their combat effectiveness, they will be desperate to shout the name of the Holy Father.

And the infantry, who were pierced and cut by the Bloodhoof Warriors and the Violent Bears, also slowly surrounded them.

The Bloodhoof Warriors led by Dina and Cologne did not charge like a violent bear, but kept compressing the battle space of the infantrymen of the Iron Cavalry Legion, forcing them to retreat again and again.

The iron cavalry infantry kept retreating, and finally retreated to the place where the paladins fought with Allen and the others.

To be honest, the group of infantry who cooperated with the Holy Armored Crossbow Team to resist the Bloodhoof Warriors had long given up hope for victory.

The small captains who commanded the grassroots were basically shot to death, the legion commanders were also maimed, and the high-level monsters and cavalry beasts were scratched all over their faces. They finally waited for reinforcements, but they also came with dozens of giants.

More than a dozen master magicians in the reinforcements teamed up to put up a shield as soon as they appeared on the stage. It was as if the rehearsal was over, and they all passed out after spitting blood together in a particularly tacit understanding, without even farting.

The infantry actually felt pity for these high-ranking magicians. They didn't see how hard it was for them to wake up. Before they could figure out what was going on, a barbarian with a big hammer broke all their legs. Finally passed out again.

Forget it, just now, the cardinal ran away, you said you ran away, and took away the priests of the holy light department, and even the teleportation array was destroyed after leaving.

Now, except for the dozen or so paladins of the temple who are still struggling, the others have long since given up their resistance.

It's not that their beliefs are not strong enough, it's not that they don't want to win.

It's just that they just can't do what they want.

The enemy's armor is thicker than theirs, and their weapons are sharper than theirs.

The enemy's long-range support is more accurate and more numerous than theirs.

The enemy's magic power is more luxurious and higher level than theirs.

This battle, which has been one-sided for a long time, should not have been started at all.

Countless grassroots soldiers of the Cavalry Beast Legion began to regret that they had set foot on the barren land of the Great Wasteland.

This group of savages from the Bloodhoof Tribe who had been maimed by the Earth Dragon Legion had been hiding in the wilderness for a long time, licking their wounds and healing their wounds alone.

And when the Iron Cavalry Beast Legion fought other weaker opponents with the glory of victory, the bloodhoof tribe, which had learned from the pain, had already undergone earth-shaking changes.

Today, this group of iron cavalry soldiers who have always been dissatisfied with the ground dragon army, arrogantly thought that they could be like the ground dragon army. While the monster was devouring life, it slapped hard and woke up the cavalry beast army who were still daydreaming.

When dozens of large ferocious beasts rushed towards them with heavy steps, the hundreds of infantrymen and more than 100 armored crossbowmen of the Cavalry Beast Legion felt remorse in their hearts.

Allen admired the fearless spirit of these paladins, so he decided not to keep alive.

For all the paladins who were tossed by the bears and lay down on the ground and lost the battle, he would walk over there with a blank face, squat patiently on the ground, like a hard-working farm boy, and wring their necks one by one.

With every sound of bones breaking, Sokas, who was lying on the ground and held by Cologne's sword, felt his heart beating violently.

The barbarian not far away, carrying a big hammer, seemed not to be harvesting life, but more like a priest in the Holy See, gently lifting the upper body of the paladin, muttering something incessantly.

"In the next life, you should be more careful, don't let people use you as cannon fodder again, silly b!" Allen said in a sympathetic whisper, and when he broke the neck of the last paladin, he stood up Move your body, look at the iron cavalry soldiers who put down their weapons and kneel on the ground, and shout: "Smash their dog legs, strip them off, and throw them all outside Roaring Valley, so that everyone who enters the Great Wasteland can start their journey!" Open your eyes, this is the end of not paying attention! Blind your dog eyes, and drive away to find yourself in the wasteland!"

De Niro rode on the griffin and commanded the dwarves to shoot large nets from the air, covering hundreds of cavalry beast legion soldiers.

Allen walked up to Sokas, and the Iron Riding Beast, which was trampled by the giant sharp-clawed trees and violent bears, was struggling to get up and attack.

"Boom!" Allen swung the sledgehammer and knocked the cavalry beast unconscious, and cursed: "What the hell is a high-level beast, let a tree Lai from Yeluzi beat him like this."

The giant sharp clawed tree Lai Yang triumphantly bumped two claws.

Old Zach and Dina walked over side by side, and Allen stepped aside with interest.

Dina stepped forward to look carefully at her second young master, and only let out a sigh of relief when she found that she was not injured.

Old Zach nodded gratifyingly towards Allen, and suspiciously forgot to glance at the giant and Conslet not far away, and then said to Sokas lightly: "Many of the Bloodhoof clansmen died in the In your hand, so is my ashes."

Sokas snorted coldly.

Old Zack made a sudden move, and two huge swords were crossed on Sokas' neck. With a "click", the two swords collided, and Sokas' head flew into the air, spilling a pool of blood.

The Iron Riding Beast felt something, and woke up with a wail, its huge eyes filled with tears, and watched Sokas' head fall on the sand not far away, but his body was crushed by the claw tree and the bear. I can't afford to struggle.

Old Zach patted the big belly of the giant claw tree, glanced at Allen, and then turned and left.

The ten-inch sharp claws of the giant sharp claw tree pierced straight into the eyes of the cavalry beast,
Alan took the giant sword from Dina's hand, chopped off the head of the cavalry beast with a slash, and stretched his right hand directly in.

After groping and stirring for a long time, Allen pulled out his arm mixed with brain pulp and blood, shook the sticky arm and shouted happily: "Sure enough, there are crystal nuclei, hahaha."

Janna and Dina next to each other covered their throats and began to retch.

Giselle, who was used to living a poor life, looked at Alan with a pair of beautiful eyes, and her face was full of admiration.

"Take it! Give your tribe some food or something." The wealthy Allen threw the earth-type cavalry beast crystal core at Giselle.

Giselle took the crystal nucleus and gave Old Wang a coquettish look.

Allen raised the head of the iron riding beast high.

The bloodhoof warriors raised their weapons and shouted in unison: "The glory of the bloodhoof is still there, and the glory of the chieftain is everywhere! God of War is on top!"

"The glory of the bloodhoof, the glory of the chieftain is everywhere! The God of War is on top."

"The glory of the bloodhoof, the glory of the chieftain is everywhere! The God of War is on top."

The other tribal fighters far away in the camp listened sourly to the distant cheers.

More than 20 giants also stupidly shouted: "The glory of Guanfan is everywhere! God of War, oh, oh, I'm starving to death, when will the meal be served?"

De Niro rode on the griffin and shouted, and hundreds of dwarves who cleaned the battlefield and collected weapons also booed chaotically: "Boss is invincible, God of War is here!"

(End of this chapter)