When Dick landed, Vesemir, who was several meters away, kicked the head of a giant bear hard and jumped five or six meters into the air.
The fingers of his left hand quickly danced in seals, and waves of red fire spurted out from the palm of his hand downwards.
The fiery Flames distorted the image of the air, and ignited the giant bear into a fireball with a "whisk".
Vesemir's clothes fluttered and landed on the ground. He leaned back and easily avoided the giant bear's bite. His shoulders moved slightly and a White Heat swung out.
A line of blood appeared on the chest and abdomen of this bear-turned-berserker, and blue-purple organs rolled to the ground mixed with fishy heat.
This giant bear slowly turned into a humanoid corpse.
After these demon hunters joined, the situation miraculously stabilized.
Following this trend, although the army will suffer casualties, this group of berserker warriors will also be destroyed.
At this time, a rumbling sound came from the distance. Dick landed on the ground after performing Panther Zither Jade for the second time, and then squinted his eyes and looked there.
In his raised golden pupils:
The purple 'heavy truck' was roaring and crashing at high speed.
Dick shouted a warning, "Get out of the way!"
The remaining soldiers in front immediately evaded, making way for Burd III to collide.
The enemy and we, who were fighting together and had no time to escape, turned into fallen ears of wheat beside Burd III.
Dick crossed his swords into an
The fierce purple light collided with the blazing white lightning, and a circular air wave exploded in the snowfield.
There was a "bang" and a splitting headache, causing the soldier's ears to be temporarily deafened.
The last scene etched in everyone's retinas:
Purple light drove white lightning through the eight-story tent in the camp.
Wherever it passed, corpses and snow flew everywhere, plowing hundreds of feet of scorch marks into the frozen soil.
The sound of cracking bones was buried by the sound of weapons being exchanged. Dick swallowed the sweet taste in his throat, and the black sword in his right hand kept dancing, the blade cutting along the ax handle towards Manslayer's knuckles.
In the blink of an eye, Manslayer took Dick's body, penetrated Xiya's tent, and passed by quickly.
"Dick? Is that Dick?"
Xiya, whose hair was blown up by the strong wind of the two extraordinary beings, stared at the purple and white in the distance through the smashed tent. The two colors mixed together and became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a black dot on the horizon.
Barbara's hand gently shook Xiya, and Xiya immediately understood.
"Master, I'm going to fight. Please take care of yourself!"
Barbara nodded heavily.
When Xiya walked out of the camp, the giant bear and the soldiers were fighting again.
The withdrawal of Dick also caused the situation here at Duke Amara to take a turn for the worse, and the balance of the war began to tilt towards the berserkers.
She began to wield the magic power in her body.
With a "bang", two fireballs larger than the brazier appeared on both palms without reciting the incantation.
Xiya The [spells] used by Flames elements at this time are no weaker than the [spells] of some non-specialized fire warlocks.
She pushed forward violently, and the two fireballs rotated like Yin-Yang Tai Chi, surrounding each other and melting into an even more intense fireball, which instantly hit the fur of a berserker.
This giant bear didn't have time to struggle before turning into ashes.
Xiya Without stopping, the twin fireballs spiraled into the enemy formation, and the stench of burnt fur came from the explosive fire waves.
After a series of hot fireballs were thrown, the berserker warriors were completely suppressed.
The situation has reversed again.
Duke Amara took the opportunity to gather the remaining soldiers, and the vertical marks between the foreheads on his face that should have been relaxed were wrinkled almost to the bone. "The Queen is in danger!"
His gaze crossed the battlefield to the end, where - Queen Meve's sword blade had become increasingly blunt.
On the other side of the battlefield.
Logically speaking, the cavalry who gathered together to charge were invincible, but now the Queen's Knights encountered another thorny problem besides Burd III.
Those Misty Mountains Warrior riding camels and horses, holding wooden bows, were constantly firing arrows at them to harass them.
Although bows and arrows were unable to penetrate the thick armor for a while, the two sides were inextricably matched and evenly matched.
The Misty Mountains shamans further behind have begun chanting incantations loudly. Their hands are constantly raised, and at the same time, a blue-white light is born in the circle they form.
The light as thick as a well sprayed into the white clouds in the sky, and then turned into the thickness of a wooden board and reflected on the knights - the movements of the swords in the hands of these fully armored knights became slower and slower.
This is also another ability mastered by these priests--[Slowing Spell].
Although their strength is only at the level of warlock apprentices and they cannot cast advanced spells, the spells they chant together when they gather together still have a certain power.
Originally, these people should be dealt with by Barbara. With just one spell from this illusion master, all Misty Mountains shamans can be easily suppressed.
But...
Barbara had his throat cut at this time.
The knights who were trapped in the quagmire could only fight back and forth with these more than 400 Misty Mountains Warrior.
But this group of knights had just suffered a heavy blow, and some of them had suffered a lot of injuries. Therefore, the weakness of the queen and her side became more and more obvious.
In the end, these Misty Mountains Warriors rode horses and slowly formed a circle around the knights, shooting arrows at the same frequency.
They are stalling for time, waiting for these knights to fall on their own.
"Hahahaha, hiccup~" A burst of wild laughter came from the distance.
Kebi noticed from the corner of his eye:
A man with a tapered chin and disheveled hair actually opened his arms, twitching all over and laughing, "Queen Meve is the best sacrifice to please Snake God~"
"I need you to help and lead the remaining half of the army to support."
When Vesemir was about to answer, Vigo chuckled. Although his face was stained with blood, people around him felt that he was still elegant.
"I can go with these two Swordsmanship masters. In fact, the method is very simple. After solving the group of shamans, with the fighting power of the Queen's Knights, the remaining mob will naturally be defeated."
Duke Amara was a little hesitant.
"Don't worry, I'm here, I feel like I'm in good shape now."
Xiya's face was flushed, with an extremely happy smile on his face. Two blazing fireballs were engulfing a struggling giant bear.
"Yes, the surging mana and fire element on her body almost scorched me." Vigo made a cold joke, "As long as you protect Xiya, these berserkers are not a problem."
"Then please leave it to the three of you."
The two masters Swordsmanship and Vigo set off. They bypassed the soldiers, giant bears, cavalry and barbarians who were fighting together, and rushed forward. After a few minutes, they arrived at the edge of the battlefield.
Their target is very clear, that is, the group of shamans who are still casting spells.
But when they approached the shaman, a man with a sharp chin blocked their way.
He held a dark gray serrated bone sword and pointed at these three people:
"You are also extraordinary, right? I can't let you take away my credit easily. I have already reserved the head of Queen Meve~"
"A shaman actually wants to hinder our progress." Vesemir smiled disdainfully.
"Oh? Do you think I have no melee ability? I am knowledgeable and capable of anything~"
He turned towards the crowd, his shoulder blades making a tooth-breaking sound.
The entire arm was folded backwards like a broken mantis limb, and the elbow joint was rotated 270 degrees to point to the sky, while the five fingers holding the sword were still as stable as a rock.
Vigo finally saw the secret under his long flowing hair - under the ulcerated scalp on the back of his head, a dark red flesh film wrapped around his second face:
The blood-colored pupil and the gap under it were densely patched like needle lines.
As the crack opened and closed, the sutures burst open mixed with foul-smelling blood, and words hoarse like poisonous snakes came as expected:
"My poor brother Tes is extremely weak..."
He flicked his wrist, and white Sword Qi spread from the hilt to cover the entire dark gray sword body.
"But I'm best at carving eulogies on my opponents' skulls."