Legendary Mage

Everyone's childhood will have a similar unpleasant experience, that is to be laughed at, and this kind of ridicule is somewhat inexplicable.

Now, the captain of the hunting team is very ignorant. So, he clearly caught the opponent on his side. Why should they laugh at themselves so much? Do they think they will be so benevolent to kill these people? Or are they as cold-blooded as they are, they simply don't control the life and death of their peers?

Look, the blood captain feels that things are not as simple as he thought.

Of course things would not be as simple as he thought, and after being so threatened, Orf yelled to the blood tribes: "Then you can kill them anyway, anyway, we are werewolves, they are humans, and we have What does it matter? As long as I guarantee, you will all die here, and with your burial, they will be considered dead and valuable!"

What Aoff said was really serious, and there was a lot of hidden meaning in it. Anyone who knows the details of these women should also understand what the value of their death is.

On the side of Off, he didn't wait for the blood race hand hunting team to react, so the wolf hand waved, and the crossbow arrows shot at the blood race.

Immediately, five or six blood races were penetrated by multiple crossbows and died locally, and many more were injured.

Faced with such a crossbow arrow full of mercury, the blood race also has its own way to stop losses.

They all carried knives in their hands, and directly digged the place where the crossbow arrows were hit, even the dead blood and the crossbow arrows.

It is like removing the snake venom in time, so that the wound can heal itself, but how to say it will take time and will also affect their combat effectiveness.

"Take the **** human as a shield, let's rush out!" the captain of the hunting team shouted.

They seemed to have finally made the right decision, but the werewolves on Orff's side were not soft. After they quickly replaced the new crossbow arrows, it was another round of salvo.

"Ah, ah, ah"

A woman's scream was swearing that these werewolves would not care about their life and death. While the women were shields, they could not cover all the crossbows and arrows. The blood race suffered a lot from this shooting.

The blood clan had to defend again immediately, and the hunting captain cursed: "Damn, you can also take care of yourself, and it is ruthless enough! We can't take these women back, and keeping them is also cumbersome and kills them! "

In fact, in the previous round of shooting, a lot of shots have been killed, but most of them are still alive.

The blood clan threw the dead on the ground, and then quickly began to bite the neck of the living woman. The absorption of this fresh blood also helps them recover from their injuries and physical strength. It can be said to be a good medicine for the blood race.

However, just as they sucked up, a blood race suddenly shouted, "What is this!"

Such surprise came one after another, and the captain of the hunt suddenly felt light in his hand, and then he was holding it in his hand, and his mouth was shaking, but it was a big toad with a back and toot.

auzw.com How disgusting this Nima is, please ask yourself to make up for it. Anyway, many blood races should be sick and vomit.

Someone bit the rolling caterpillar, and even had a mouthful of muddy mud like green shit. That disgusting, alas, don't mention it.

Not only that, the laughter around him broke out, and Orff said with a smile: "You have hit the strategy of my godfather Moline, do you think these are all human women? These are all the small creatures he turned into Woman, how is it delicious?"

In order to appreciate this scene, the werewolves stopped and did not attack. Only after hearing this kind of thing did the blood races know what happened to the mockery they had encountered before.

Shame, anger and anger, they are constantly tangled and turned in the blood of the blood, they are like trapped mice. Although they are afraid of the heart, they still show a pair of teeth.

"Now that we have reached the Jedi, let's rush forward with our lives together, who rushed out, this life change is considered to be saved, rush!" the hunting captain shouted, and then rushed forward.

"Let the arrow!" Orf just calmly commanded, and the rows of Yinhua's flashing arrows spewed out again, and the people of the blood tribe fell down to the ground and couldn't afford more than a dozen others.

And the hunting captain, when the arrowhead arrived, quickly retreated, let his companion blocked a lot of arrows for himself.

Although these blood races are extremely fast, if the average shooter can not keep up with their speed, but the werewolf can. In addition, so many arrows are shot into the pile of people, even without aiming, they will also hit.

However, with the werewolf shooting, there were fewer and fewer blood races. When there were only about 20 or 30 people on the field, it would be difficult for the arrows to hit them.

But this has also achieved the goal of Orff. The initial shooting was just to reduce the number of enemies. To really annihilate the enemy, it still had to rely on the final melee combat.

Because when the number of werewolves decreases, because the arrow has any time to fly in the air, even if it is a pre-judgment shot, it is difficult to work.

"The first team, follow me to kill the blood clan. The second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth teams are outside. If there is a fish in the net, kill me!" Orf ordered.

When the werewolves shouted in unison, Orff led the first team, and sixty people rushed into the battlefield.

The melee battle started immediately, and it can be said that this was no better than the previous chaotic shooting. Because they had less than 30 people left, the 60 werewolves came up, and it was definitely a two-on-one situation.

As the so-called double fists are invincible, the heroes cannot stand up to many people. Although these blood races are the remaining elites, the rest of the werewolves are also elites. Even though the blood clan is more powerful than the werewolf because of the pure blood, it can't stand the two to fight one.

In about half an hour, there were less than five people left in the blood race, and there were only more than a dozen people who were seriously injured in the werewolf. They were pulled out of the battlefield by the echelon behind them for treatment.

In the end, four of the five of them did not support at last, and fell to the ground. They had lost the possibility of standing up again.

In the end, it was standing among the werewolves. Naturally, it was the captain of the hunting team. Since he was the captain, he naturally proved that he was the most powerful of these blood races.

The werewolves around them surrounded the captain. He stared at the werewolves with dazzling eyes, knowing that he could not escape here anyway today, but he would not give up his last chance.