Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

After that, Zhang Deshuai and Qilin took steps together and walked towards the battlefield firmly. Their figures looked particularly tall and straight in the sun, and every step they took was filled with a fearless momentum. As they approached, the atmosphere on the battlefield became more tense and intense.

Zhang Deshuai's eyes became sharp, and he scanned everything around him, looking for the best time to attack. Qilin followed closely beside him, constantly spewing flames from his mouth, forcing back the goblins that tried to approach one by one. They cooperated with each other and had a tacit understanding, like a pair of experienced partners.

The moment they stepped onto the battlefield, the entire battlefield seemed to be enveloped by their momentum. Zhang Deshuai swung the sword in his hand, and each swing brought with it a sharp sword aura, cutting the goblin in front of him into two pieces. Qilin continued to release flames on the side, burning the goblins to ashes. Their figures shuttled back and forth on the battlefield, leaving a mess wherever they went.

The goblins looked at Zhang Deshuai and Qilin in horror, and they felt unprecedented fear. However, they did not retreat, but under the leadership of the Goblin King, they attacked Zhang Deshuai and Qilin frantically. However, Zhang Deshuai and Qilin were not frightened by their attacks, they still fought firmly, constantly destroying enemies one after another, and fighting bravely for victory.

Morak looked at Zhang Deshuai and Qilin who had joined the battlefield, and his anger was about to burst through the sky. He widened his eyes, which were full of ferocity and hatred, and then shouted angrily: "Damn human, I have been waiting for you for a long time!" Zhang Deshuai looked at Morak with suspicion, and was a little puzzled by his unreasonable anger.

Morak was furious when he saw Zhang Deshuai's puzzled expression. He asked angrily, "Did you kill my people?" Zhang Deshuai thought for a moment and said, "Was it a patrolling goblin team?" After hearing this, Morak said angrily, "It was you, a lowly human, who killed my people." After that, he waved his hand and said, "My men, kill this lowly bug for me."

The goblins who received Morak's order immediately rushed towards Zhang Deshuai from all directions like a tide. Seeing so many goblins rushing at them like mad dogs, Qilin, Zhang Deshuai and Bingshuang all felt a huge pressure. These goblins waved their simple weapons, screamed shrilly, and rushed towards them frantically.

From time to time, Morak would seize the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, which made Zhang Deshuai and his men a little overwhelmed. Zhang Deshuai dodged the attack swiftly while thinking about how to deal with it. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and his hands danced quickly, casting the spell of space cage. A flash of light passed by, and Morak was instantly pulled by the powerful space force and forcibly locked into the subspace.

Trapped in the subspace, Morak kept roaring and struggling in the sky, his face full of fear and anger, he desperately beat the space barrier, but to no avail. He could only watch everything outside, but could not hear his angry voice, the feeling of helplessness made him almost crazy.

Seeing their king being controlled, the goblins attacked Zhang Deshuai even more frantically, as if they wanted to vent all their anger. Zhang Deshuai shouted, "Alright! Qilin, Bingshuang, let's deal with these minions first."

Thus, a bloody massacre began. Zhang Deshuai held a sword in his hand, moving through the goblin group like a ghost. Every time he swung his sword, a streak of blood appeared, and the goblin's limbs flew under his sword. The Qilin roared, spewing blazing flames from its mouth, instantly burning the goblin groups to ashes. Frost hovered in the sky, constantly spewing ice breath and dragon breath, freezing large areas of goblins into ice sculptures.

The battle scene was extremely fierce. The blood of the goblins dyed the ground red, and their screams echoed in the air. Zhang Deshuai and his men were like unstoppable killing gods, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the goblins. Some goblins tried to escape, but Zhang Deshuai and his men would not let them go, and soon killed them one by one. With the tacit cooperation of Zhang Deshuai, Qilin and Bingshuang, the number of goblins decreased sharply, and the entire battlefield turned into a Shura hell.

As the last goblin fell to the ground, the massacre finally ended. Zhang Deshuai stood among the corpses, panting, his body covered with goblin blood, but his eyes revealed a joy of victory. Qilin and Frost also looked a little tired, but they still stood proudly beside Zhang Deshuai, as if announcing their strength. And Morak, who was trapped in the subspace, could only continue to struggle in despair, waiting for an unknown fate.

There were fewer and fewer goblins charging forward fearlessly. The figures that had been densely packed like a tide had now become sparse. The ground was also covered with corpses, stacked layer upon layer, shocking to the eye. Some of those corpses were incomplete, some were burnt, and some were frozen into ice, emitting a disgusting smell.

Looking at the devastated land, the originally flat ground was now full of potholes, as if it had been hit by a huge meteorite. The broken houses stood in a crooked manner, as if telling the cruelty and madness of this battle. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and gunpowder, making it almost impossible to breathe.

This thrilling battle was extremely brutal. As a powerful wizard, Zhang Deshuai had a solemn expression on his face, and his hands kept dancing, casting one powerful spell after another. Flames and frost, under the control of him, Qilin, and the refrigerator, whistled out, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the goblins. Every time a spell was released, it was accompanied by a shrill scream and a dazzling light, illuminating the land like daylight.

Although the goblins were filled with fear, they still charged forward desperately under the madness. They fought one after another, and did not retreat even when faced with certain death. Some goblins were burned to ashes by the flames, leaving only a small amount of black powder; some goblins were frozen into ice sculptures by frost, and then shattered into countless pieces in the subsequent impact; and some goblins were struck by lightning, and their bodies twitched violently and fell to the ground.

Morak in the space cage could only rage helplessly. He rammed the space barrier frantically, roaring, but it was all in vain. He could only watch his people fall one by one, but he could not give them any help. His eyes were full of despair and unwillingness. He hated Zhang Deshuai, but he could do nothing about it.

Zhang Deshuai's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. His magic power was constantly depleting, but he still stood there firmly, continuously releasing powerful spells. Qilin was spewing flames beside him, helping Zhang Deshuai resist the attack of the goblins. Frost was hovering in the sky, swooping down from time to time to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

The battle continued, and every minute and every second seemed to be particularly long. The number of goblins was decreasing, but their madness did not diminish at all. Zhang Deshuai gritted his teeth and constantly stimulated his potential, fighting a final desperate battle with these fearless enemies. On this bloody and tragic battlefield, Zhang Deshuai showed great courage and tenacity. He wanted to use his own strength to end this terrible battle and bring a moment of peace to this land.