With a soft snort, Lin Kaixuan pointed forcefully at Lin Qi. A bear-man three meters tall and covered in black fur threw back its head and roared, then charged at Lin Qi with a heavy spiked mace that glimmered with faint golden light—a high-grade saint artifact. As it charged, the bear-man honestly sprinted forward one step at a time, using neither spells nor combat techniques.
But it was enormous, each stride covering over two meters, so it was not slow at all. Like a small mountain, it barreled toward Lin Qi. Yet two heavily armored men brought by Mr. Mo blocked the bear-man warrior's path, their tower shields whistling through the air as they smashed down toward its body.
The bear-man warrior, stripped of all intelligence and implanted with powerful combat instincts and fighting techniques, let out a deep roar. Its body spun twice like a whirlwind, then its spiked mace swept up a black gust and crashed heavily into the two tower shields. With a tremendous boom, the massive mace shattered, while the two shields slammed solidly into the bear-man warrior's body.
The mirror-bright shield faces suddenly spat out over a dozen triangular spikes, each as thick as a thumb and three feet long. The black spikes carried a pungent reek of blood and rot as they pierced straight through the bear-man warrior's body. No one knew what vile poison had been applied to them, but black blood suddenly gushed from the dozen or so puncture wounds in the bear-man warrior's body.
The two heavily armored warriors stepped back in perfect unison, separating their tower shields from the bear-man warrior's body. With a click of mechanisms, the triangular spikes retracted into the shields. Their huge surfaces became smooth as mirrors once more, without even the faintest seam remaining.
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