Lord Roar

Chapter 239 Against the Mad Elephant Man
The Olephant elephant warrior of the Beamon orcs is known as the strongest warrior of Beamon.

Note that it is the strongest samurai, not the strongest fighter.

There is only one word difference between the two, but the meaning is very different.

The samurai fights to fight, and the warrior fights to serve the war.

The Olephant Elephant Clan is a special race with a very small population. It is estimated that there are less than one hundred members in the whole Bimon, and each member will be taken care of by the royal family after birth, just like the children of cadres. Package, and born with a noble title.

Every elephant warrior is a guardian of the royal family. They don't have to serve in the army and will always be loyal to the royal family.

Regardless of whether the Beast Emperor is a liger or another race, they will always be the most loyal guardians of the royal family, even if the Beast Emperor is a Pig.

If we talk about how the human race distinguishes the strong, then their method is very scientific. It is nothing more than the level of grudge, what level the magician has reached, how many capable ones lie down, and so on.

And the Beamon orcs are very simple and rude, that is, whoever is bigger is the boss, because generally the bigger ones have bigger fists.

Babylon the Great was able to become the strongest warrior of the Bloodhoof tribe because this guy was born to eat, and he was taller and stronger than other tribesmen.

And this guy is very smart, he knows that all barbarians are the same starting line, hard training in combat skills is useless, eating more to grow a good physique is the kingly way.

All the intelligent creatures on the Saint Cassis continent have evolved their own civilization. Except for the dragons and giants, the largest known species is the Olephant of Beamon.

Of course, if Easter, the thousand-year-old treant who is a fool, is added, then theoretically speaking, the Elephant Elephant will be ranked fourth.

One arm of East is thicker than the waist of the Elephant Elephant, but his IQ is obviously not as high as that of the silent python.

The Olephant Elephant Man is not only big, but also destructive, and has a very good physique that can withstand beatings.

Theoretically speaking, this kind of big man does not pose a great threat to Allen, because a big man means slow movement, slow response and other disadvantages, especially on the special terrain on the walls of the Holy Light Castle, where the combat effectiveness can be extremely high. limited.

Generally, big guys will show their advantages in large-scale battles, so Allen didn't take the two elephant men seriously at first.

But the mad elephant man is another matter, because both their reaction ability and action ability will increase exponentially.

Just like Dwayne Johnson has the reaction ability of Bruce Lee, it is simply the nightmare of all enemies.

So Ronningt, the chief gold medalist of the Southern Diocese, was shot by the nose, and Allen was also shot into the wall.

Seeing the Elephant Warrior with bloodthirsty eyes shining towards him step by step, and every step he took, there would be tremors on the city wall, Allen's nerves were tense.

It's been a long time since I felt like I was facing a big enemy. Allen raised a middle finger at the elephant warrior.

The crazy elephant man couldn't understand Alan's gestures, but he could see the disdainful expression on Alan's face.

Like a bull in heat, the elephant man rushed towards Allen with his long nose swung, and the seven or eight meter wide city wall was almost crowded by his huge figure.

Allen lowered his body, and also rushed towards the elephant man.

If Allen is an agile cheetah, then the mad elephant man is a sensitive giant.

Like a thick-waisted elephant's trunk smashed a gap on the city wall, Alan, who barely escaped, was smashed by the broken bricks flying from the ground, and his face was aching.

The berserk elephants seemed to have returned to the habits of their ancestors. The two thick arms were hammered down fiercely and turned into all fours, and began to trample continuously.

Allen dodged sideways and then rolled around, secretly saying that he was lucky, if the terrain was not too narrow, the arm of the mad elephant man just now encountered some obstructions on the stone bricks on the edge of the city wall, he would probably be a meatloaf now.

The reason why the Elephant Elephant Warriors are called warriors is because they have not only learned martial arts, but also have racial talents.

The pace of stamping became faster and faster, and Alan suddenly felt dizzy when he got under the elephant man's stomach, and was almost trampled into meatloaf several times.

"War trampling!" This is the racial ability of the Elephant people. During the continuous trampling, the enemies in the surrounding space will cause strong discomfort due to the trampling, including slowness and dizziness.

Dangerous, Alan inspired the barbarian battle ring under his feet.

The battle ring is more or less resistant to a negative state. For the negative effects caused by this physical force, the battle ring is almost [-]% immune.

Finally got under Elephant Man's crotch, and after Allen grinned grimly, he kicked his legs hard and became a skyrocket.

Allen deliberately learned a superman take-off posture, with his right hand straightened and fisted, in a coquettish posture.

He knew that the physical defense of the Mad Elephant Man was abnormal, such a sophisticated scimitar would shatter into pieces, so he deliberately picked a relatively fragile place to attack the crotch, which is commonly known as the crotch.

Allen felt that his right fist hit a big iron rod, and his arm was numb from the shock.

A deafening wail sounded on the walls of the Holy Light Castle. The sound was high-pitched and powerful at first, and then soft and hoarse.

Allen really couldn't think of such a big man who could make such an ecstatic voice, which made his skin crawl when he heard it.

In order not to make his ears suffer, Allen took a Superman take-off posture again, jumping upwards on the spot was another soaring cannon.

But this time he didn't feel his fist hit the big iron rod, but hit the big iron ball.

There was a crisp sound of egg cracking on the city wall, and a group of fang wolf cavalry and hand elf archers looked at Alan with inexplicably complicated eyes.

This guy is too insidious.

"Boom." The crazy Elephant Man, who suffered two heavy blows to his crotch, slowly covered his crotch with his arms, and fell to the ground slowly, rolling his eyes and twitching from time to time, gasping for air.

Allen said disdainfully: "Don't say that after the blessing of the Berserk War Song, can't you feel the pain? It's okay, what are you doing with the Berserk, it hurts to be idle."

Another berserk elephant man farther away, although he had entered a berserk state, could still hear the wails of his family members. Looking back, he saw his family members fell to the ground in pain, and rushed over with a roar.

Allen originally wanted to repeat the same trick, but the mad elephant man was not fooled at all. After landing on all fours, he rushed over with sharp ivory.

Allen squinted his eyes and looked at the tops of the two ivory, constantly calculating the distance in his heart. After a few breaths, the mad elephant man was only less than three meters away from him. The tusk on the left side of the Elephant Warrior.

The nearly two-meter-long ivory, after Allen's whip leg was whipped, the sharpest part of the top broke directly and flew into the air.

And the crazy elephant man's head turned to the right involuntarily. Alan seized this flashing opportunity, twisted his body in mid-air, and rode on with his legs staring hard with the help of the inner city wall. like a human neck.

After clamping the mad elephant man's neck with his legs, he clasped his hands together and smashed down hard.

After the ivory was knocked into the air, the berserk Elephant Man hadn't realized what was going on under the severe pain, and there was a burst of more severe pain in his head, but this was just the beginning.

Like a hard-working drummer, Allen stabilized his figure and kept hitting hard with both fists.

With the sound of each fist colliding with the elephant man's scalp, the eye sockets of the tusk wolf cavalry and beast elves watching the battle in the distance twitched.

At this time, the Elephant Man was completely powerless to grab the enemy off his neck. The severe pain in his head made him stare, and he subconsciously kept shaking his head, trying to shake off the enemy on his neck.

How could Alan do what he wanted, his legs were like a virgin entering a bridal chamber, he tightened up desperately, and was almost strangled to death by the Elephant Man.

(End of this chapter)