This Cheat Is Too Much

This Cheat Is Too Much Chapter 581

This time, it wasn’t just Harry who thought so. Seeing the dwarf who was surrounded by lightning escape from the siege, everyone on the human side felt a chill at the same time, knowing that the final chance of victory was complete. go away.

It was exactly as they expected. After being guarded by the dwarves, Sancho wiped the blood on his face and pointed at Harry with a sneering smile. 's momentum.

As the thunder and lightning on Sancho became more and more "rich", the gray fog in the town, which was not abundant, seemed to have been diluted a lot, and the bright white lightning cracked on the battlefield. Lao Gao jumped up loudly, making everyone in the human side look dead white.

As long as he's not blind, he's ready to "magnify".

Without even using Avril's command, everyone on the human side started desperately trying, and Harry even picked up a tower shield left by the dwarves and rushed towards the dwarves, hoping to fight. Stop the next battle skill that will definitely kill you.

However, the dwarves are not fools. They also know that the battle skill of their own commander is the key.

More than fifty [Raging Warhammers] threw away the Warhammer directly, holding their shields on top, and the [Dwarf Axemen] began to smash their axes forward desperately, and even killed Harry. The tower shield in his hand smashed without stopping.

Under the incomparably tenacious resistance of the human side, the dwarves are already stretched to the limit. On the surface, they have an absolute advantage in every aspect, but forcibly they have been entangled by the other party for so long. Not even much less than the other side, the battle was far more difficult than they expected.

Even the dwarves, who value the glory of warriors and have a tradition of bravery, do not want to fight in such a high-intensity battle.

Obviously the mission has been completed, as long as you return home with the news of [Longshan Warhammer], you can become a hero in the eyes of your compatriots... If you die on the battlefield at such a time, it is simply the biggest of sorrow.

Therefore, their desire to end this battle is even as strong as the human side's desire to survive, and the key to ending the war as soon as possible and reducing casualties lies in the battle skill that is gaining momentum in the commander's hands.

In the expectant gaze of the dwarves and the despairing expression on the human side, the lightning on Sancho swelled up little by little, and finally the whole person turned into a cloud of azure-white electric light.

After the azure-white's "thunderball" stabilized and stopped beating and flickering, the dwarves who had been desperately resisting moved out of the way. Sancho, who had been so blinded by lightning that he could not see his human form loudly roared, took a few steps after swinging the round hammer, moved towards Harry and the others and jumped high in the sky.

The lightning all over his body first dimmed, and then, like an egg moving in the snake's belly, it suddenly collapsed into a lightning ball with a diameter of about half a meter,

along the chain of the thickness of his arm, forcibly. Squeezed onto a metal hammer full of spikes.

When Sancho jumped to the top and his body began to fall, the thunderball just happened to wrap the hammer head perfectly.

With a burst of dazzling electric light, the thunderball suddenly enlarged dozens of times, and in the blink of an eye, it spread into a spherical lightning field with a diameter of nearly 30 meters, rushing towards the human side where Harry was. fell suddenly.

In the face of this huge minefield covering an area of one and a half acres, the people below had no chance to escape at all. Going down, the dazzling electric light leaked everywhere for a long time, jumping around on the surrounding ground, once making the earth several times more dazzling than the sun in the sky.

Looking at Harry, who was at the front of the crowd shaking wildly, and finally collapsed with pain on his face, Sancho, who fell from the sky, exhaled fiercely, his face full of happiness.

But before he was happy for long, several dwarves who served as guards rushed up, took out jars of purple potion with a fishy smell, and poured them on Sancho head-on.

Then he pressed him to the ground, and with all his hands, he took off the hot armor from its body, and began to apply ointment to the fleshy skin below.

The ability to bring down so many people with one blow is naturally very expensive. Even if it is the battle skill that you use, but the physique is not up to the standard, you will be severely burned by the accumulated energy. The price of this battle skill is not light.

"Don't... stop rubbing it! Let me be happy for a while... ah!"

Sancho, who was as mighty as a Spiritual God just now, was brutally manipulated by the dwarves Scrambling and screaming again and again.

Fortunately, the potion and ointment had an extraordinary effect. After a simple wipe, not only did the severely scalded skin return to its original state, but even the blood hole pierced by Iori was more than half closed. Apart from being a little sluggish, his physical condition was even better than just now.

And just as Sancho foul-mouthed up from the ground, ready to slay the paralyzed enemies, especially Harry, who had tarnished the glory of the warrior, a mad dragon roar came from afar. came from everywhere.

The dwarves looked at the sound in surprise, but they didn't see the silhouette of the giant dragon in the sky, but on the ground at the entrance of the town, they saw the misty illusory shadow of a White Dragon , that slowly condensed body is bowing slightly, moved towards this side and is about to pounce.

What is that? Is it a giant dragon? Why is there no entity?

The dwarves who got close haven't figured out what it is, they feel that they saw a flash, and then they don't know anything. Nearly a hundred confused souls ran straight to the Netherworld River. The dead don't even know what happened.

And the dwarves who are farther away, or in a more remote position, are much more fortunate than them.

Although one after another was hit by a shock wave that seemed like a substance and vomited blood, and was blown away by the storm of assaults the senses, the worst even flew dozens of meters, but most of them saved their lives. He could lift the head face covered in blood and watch in horror at the silhouette that smashed everything in the street.

Before Sancho's smile could be pulled to the fullest, he was completely frozen on his face by the sudden change.

He had a preliminary estimate of William's strength, but even if he failed to win in the power competition, he just felt that William should be a warrior with great strength

He has seen more powerful people. What really determines the outcome of the battle is occupation, battle skill, ability, and other more complicated things. If you can win with pure strength, then it should be a giant who rules the Offa continent now. rather than humans.

Because of these considerations, after asking William's age and background when he was drunk, he decided to agree to Leonard's conditions and choose to do something to this group of humans.

After all, in a remote country like Falan, and a youngster who is less than 20 years old, even if the strength is indeed a little abnormal, how difficult can it be to deal with?