When he saw that his opponent was just a human child, a slave child, the werewolf king instinctively wanted to ignore the attack.
How powerful can such a child, who is from the human race and has no magic power and relies solely on strength to fight, have? It is still a question whether he can pierce his body.
However, this contempt only lasted for a moment, and he had to put it away.
There was no other reason. Although the sword's attack was not very fast, the force of the sword was very concentrated and pointed directly at his heart, which actually made the skin on his heart begin to tremble involuntarily.
'Danger! Very dangerous! Where did this child run away?' Many thoughts ran through the werewolf king's mind, forcing him to let go of Sivana's arm, stretched out his sharp claws again, and swung at the opponent's sword.
"Dang!" His claws hit the sword, but the opponent's sword was like a fish swimming in a river. It only touched for a moment and then swam away. He dodged left and right, and seemed to be away from his claws, but he didn't move away.
Touching his power is so weird!
A misjudgment of strength caused the Werewolf King, who was attacking with all his strength, to lose his balance and couldn't help but take a step forward.
He took a step, and his opponent took a step back, but the sword in his hand did not retreat but moved forward, still piercing his heart.
The Werewolf King had to stretch out his hand to protect his heart, and swung his other claw towards his opponent again. A faint shadow of blood surrounded his claws. This was the last bit of magic left in his body.
"Thal, don't touch his claws!" Sivana was startled and shouted quickly in Elvish. She was in a very complicated mood now. She never expected that the one who came to save her at this juncture would be her domesticated animal.
slave.
After she finished shouting, she found that Thrall didn't listen to her at all, and the sword in his hand still swung towards the werewolf's claws.
"Thal, you fool!" Sivana yelled again, but then she reacted: 'I spoke too fast, Thrall probably didn't even understand...'
As she thought this, she saw Thrall's sword touching the werewolf king's sharp claws.
With this touch, Sivana saw Thrall's face suddenly turn red, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth and nostrils. His steps also staggered for a moment.
This is a sign that magic has invaded the body.
Fortunately, Thrall's loss of control only lasted for a while before he recovered again, while the Werewolf King once again misjudged his strength and had to readjust his body balance, failing to seize this momentary opportunity to kill his opponent.
Sivana felt a little relieved. She knew that this opportunity was hard to come by. She must mobilize her magic power as soon as possible and use magic to save herself.
She was seriously injured this time, and the magic power in her body stirred up. There was an unbearable pain all over her body, making it impossible for her to concentrate on casting spells.
She tried once and failed; twice, she still failed; three times, she still failed. This pain is extremely difficult to overcome through willpower.
"Damn! I don't believe I can't cast a spell!" Sivana gritted her teeth and continued to try.
the other side.
Sun Ran was still entangled with the Werewolf King. He felt burning pain in his internal organs, which was the result of being violated by magic.
If he weren't physically strong and full of energy, if he were an ordinary person, he would be fine if he could stand, let alone fight.
Of course, this is also due to the sword in his hand. The fine gold in the sword can indeed help resist the invasion of magic, at least reducing the intensity of the transmitted magic by 30%.
He struck out with sword after sword, all using false power. It looked so murderous that the opponent had to pay attention to it, but in fact it was as light as a feather and could move with the opponent's strength at any time.
He tried his best to use skills to save his own strength.
The Werewolf King had never encountered such a weird martial arts technique before. He only felt that he was unable to use his strength, and his chest was so uncomfortable that he almost wanted to vomit blood.
He could not ignore the opponent's sword, because the opponent's sword contained a murderous intention that was difficult to ignore. He could not kill the opponent. He could only be led by him step by step, and step by step, he could not help but move away from Sivana.
"This human child is really terrifying!" The Werewolf King only had this thought in his mind. He resisted the opponent's attack in vain and wasted his strength in vain.
As time passed, he felt that his breathing was getting faster and faster, his body was getting more and more sore, and his physical strength was getting weaker and weaker.
But he still persisted because he saw that his opponent was no better than him.
There was blood flowing out of the opponent's mouth and nose, and his entire chest was covered in blood. He looked ten thousand times worse than him.
"My body is only a little weak, but I am not injured. But looking at this guy's appearance, he has been seriously injured. If I hold on for a while, he will definitely fall." This was his thought at the moment.
This persistence lasted for more than five minutes, and the opponent never fell, but he was getting more and more tired.
"Is this kid's body made of iron? It's been so long. Every time I attack him with all my strength, he uses his sword to take my attacks every time. Why is his physical strength so much stronger than mine?" The Werewolf King said
Don't understand.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a flash of light behind him out of the corner of his eye, and was shocked, knowing that it was Sivana who had cast a spell on him.
As soon as this idea came up, he wanted to avoid it, but he found that his physical strength was too much, and his movements were slower than before. As soon as his body moved, he felt a hot ball of light hit his left shoulder.
, then it exploded, severe pain came, and the entire left arm could not move!
"It's an arcane light ball!" An idea came to the werewolf king's mind, but he didn't have time to think about it because the damn human child's sword came again.
A thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "How strong can a human child be? Even if I stand and let him stab me, he can't stab me. What am I afraid of? He has never dared to pick me up."
Attack, doesn’t this mean that his physical strength is limited?”
Thinking of this, the Werewolf King felt that he was really stupid for being deceived by the other party for so long!
So in response to this sword attack, he no longer dodged, but simply charged forward, waving his right arm at the same time, and fiercely grabbed the opponent's body.
There was a cracking sound, and his claws successfully hit the opponent's body, leaving blood marks on the opponent's body that were deep enough to see the bones, and blood spurted out from the wound.
The other party's body was also blown away by the huge force, flying straight for more than ten meters, falling on the lawn, and rolled for another ten meters, until it stopped five meters in front of Sivana.
Sivana looked over and saw that the other person's body had been soaked with blood and turned into a bloody man. His eyes were still open and when he saw her, a silly smile appeared on his face, just like usual, there was a lump in his throat.
There was also a weak voice: "Masha, I...defeated him..."
After saying that, he fainted.
Sivana stared blankly at the human child in front of her. Her heart suddenly felt a little painful and sore, and her eyes were still hot, as if there was liquid swirling around.
the other side.
A flash of joy flashed through the werewolf king's heart: "Let me tell you, this is indeed a lie."
Then he felt something was wrong. He lowered his head and saw that there was a broad sword stuck in his heart, which was about half a meter deep, and seemed to have penetrated his body.
Blood was shooting out along the blood groove on the broadsword, taking away all his strength and desire for revenge.
"It turns out...it turns out...he didn't lie to me, he could get in..." This was the last thought in the werewolf king's mind, and then he knelt on the ground, threw himself forward, and died.
"The Werewolf King is dead!" Lu Xiping roared when he saw this scene.
The elves immediately cheered up, but the werewolves immediately collapsed. Regardless of anything, they jumped off the city wall and howled towards the forest.
Under the pursuit of the elves, less than one werewolf in ten was able to escape. Werewolf corpses were everywhere in the open space and on the city walls.
In this battle, nearly two hundred elves died, which was a heavy loss.
Lu Xiping ignored this and immediately jumped off the city wall and ran towards Sivana on the grass: "Masha, how are you?"
"It's okay, I can't die." Sivana smiled sadly.
She then pointed at Sun Ran, who was lying on the ground without a sound, and said, "See if this little guy is dead."
Of course Lu Xiping also saw the battle between Sun Ran and the Werewolf King, and immediately went over to check.
"He still has breath."
"Not dead?"
"Yes, but even if he is revived, he probably won't be able to become an arena warrior. His injuries are very serious."
