Sword and Magic and Taxi

Who will fight with me! Who will fight with me! The half-orc Thok shouted. At the same time, behind the Nightmare God's army, a large sacrificial magic circle was running. The masked kobold fanatics were constantly cutting wounds on themselves and injecting blood into the magic circle. When he bleeds out all his blood and dies, the next kobold will come up, put on a mask, and continue the actions of his predecessor.

The magic circle is subtly affecting the residents of Nebo Town, making them restless and unable to think calmly. Every time this happened, a guard whose will was affected would rush down the wall and engage in a one-on-one duel with the orcs. Strangely enough, at the beginning, the half-orcs' strength, agility, and combat abilities were all considered beginners', clumsy and lacking in organization. But with his inexplicable victories one after another, this half-orc also grew up at an alarming rate.

Plug your ears, don't listen to that guy's nonsense! Such voices reminding each other were everywhere on the city walls. That annoying orc stood outside the range of ordinary arrows, with a shield in his hand. In addition to being able to withstand long-range weapons, even magic missiles had no effect.

The half-orc Solu continues to provoke the town of Nebo, further suppressing the morale in the city and preparing for the subsequent use of nightmare spells. He is very patient, knowing that there will always be people who can't bear their temper and come out of the city to sneak attack on him.

Sure enough, he smelled the scent of a stranger. There was no one around, probably a hidden assassin. He knew that he could not find the other party, but someone would solve this problem for him.

The so-called duel is just a deceptive cover and a trick of Pastor Lamashtu. He made a gesture backward, and immediately a spell caster chanted a spell, and a large area of ​​demonic fire enveloped him. This kind of purple flame has no temperature and no lethality, but it will stick to the body when it falls, and cannot even be covered by invisibility spells, so it can expose the outline of the sneak attacker.

The rest is a one-on-one battle. Solu smiled ferociously, and charged forward with his shield and weapons.

Under the influence of various nightmare spells, his opponents will always lose their calmness and judgment, so he will soon win and his power will continue to grow. The orc took off his mask, stuck the serrated sword on the ground, raised his opponent's dead head high, let the blood of the dead flow from his face, and shouted his name loudly: Solu! Solu! General Solu!

Then he saw a pair of glowing round eyes looking at him from a distance.

Following the map navigation, Zhao Mai bypassed the impassable rocky area, crossed the relatively shallow river beach, and finally arrived at the battlefield. He saw Solu showing off his power from a distance and turned on the high beam.

This villain! This bastard! Ranger Carl coughed angrily and cursed angrily from the passenger seat.

Uh... why are you more excited than me? Zhao Mai shook his neck, flexed the muscles of his fingers and wrists, and then said to Karl: Sit back, I'll take care of him.

Turning his head, he looked at the heavily armed Solu through the windshield, and then stepped on the accelerator hard. The car body surged forward, and there was an exciting push-back feeling on the seats. Zhao Mai seemed to be in a rage at this time, and the roar of I'll kill you! echoed in the carriage.

THE·CHE rushes down the hillside and even takes to the air as it crosses the ridge. The tires kicked up dust and gravel from the ground, creating billowing smoke behind them. Zhao Mai roared angrily and kept pressing his palm on the horn, so both sides of the siege noticed this scene on the battlefield.

What kind of monster is that? It looks like it's made of steel. Is it some kind of demon? Someone shouted in surprise, suddenly feeling that something was wrong with his voice, and then he remembered that he had stuffed a piece of cloth in his ear. Many people around him also took similar actions, and now they took off their things and watched the changes on the field intently.

Golem? Someone seemed to have the same idea as someone else. But who in the North is so rich that he actually owns a battle golem?

Is it useful? Don't forget that Solu's methods are very strange. A guard said with lingering fear. Don't forget Mr. Paladin Williams. He rode his horse and sprinted with all his strength. His spear hit the shield, but Solu didn't move at all. The paladin was immediately knocked off the horse by the recoil, and even his right arm was broken.

You mean... Someone also thought of this scene, and everyone thought it was incredible at the time. The holy knight's charge of holy power strike, with the blessing of divine power, is so powerful that even the iron gate of the castle has to break a big hole. But Solu was so evil, his feet didn't even sway under the impact, and he held on forcefully. This scene has almost become everyone's nightmare.

Look, Solu has already taken a defensive posture. There is nothing we can do now...

The orc didn't know what was charging towards him, let alone what kind of moves it would use. Two huge white glowing eyes illuminated him so that he could not see anything (any student who has ever been caught by high beams will know this). He gestured to his rear as quickly as possible, asking for help, and at the same time put the spare tire shield in front of him.

Come on! Luminous monster! Let's fight!

The priest of Lamashtu secretly cast the Hammer of Chaos spell, and a frantic energy hit Zhao Mai's car like a whirlwind wrapped in a bayonet. THE·CHE was unscathed. Zhao Mai drove over before he even had time to turn on the windshield wipers. He held the steering wheel tightly and pressed the accelerator to the lowest level. The roar of the turbine and engine was the most exciting war cry.

The speedometer has already reached 120, and driving at this speed on an off-road road is already very bumpy. This speed was also beyond the endurance of Ranger Carl. He raised his feet and stepped on the glove box in front, holding the armrest above the window with one hand, and holding Zhao Mai's shoulder with the other hand: Hey! It's too fast. !too fast!

The food reserve had slipped out of the back seat and was lying in the space under the seat with his head in his arms.

A drop of sweat flowed from Solu's forehead, down the bridge of his nose, and to his mouth. It turns out that sweat is also salty, almost the same as blood. He tapped the spare tire shield with a serrated knife, but there was no vibration at all. This shield will definitely protect itself as always, and no impact force can penetrate it!

Come on! Luminous monster! Come to me!

Zhao Mai drove his car and hit the orc with a bang, turning him into an iron ball spinning and flying in the sky.

A pillar of fire fell from the sky and crashed into the car. The priest of Lamashtu gritted his teeth and cast Flame Strike, which was almost his most powerful offensive spell. Unexpectedly, the monster that had just knocked away General Solu was still unscathed and did not even stop. It continued to roll in a lot of smoke and dust and rushed towards the orcs.

Solu was knocked unconscious and his left arm holding the shield was broken. There may also be multiple fractures in the shoulder bone and ribs. He didn't know why, but the shield that always worked well failed to protect him this time. His eyes were always spinning, and the sky and the earth were constantly changing directions. The only thing that hasn't changed is the pair of big glowing eyes, getting closer and closer.

Zhao Mai chased after him and knocked him away again.