Chapter 596: The Ishruna Wolves in the Painting World
"Lord Duren, most of the humans responsible for defense have been killed or injured, and we are no longer able to organize an effective defense line. If this continues, we will be swallowed up by Moss sooner or later."
In the shelter of Durun Village, the embarrassed goblins squeezed in panting and reported the latest battle situation to the only superior goblin here.
【Is humanity about to be exhausted? 】
After hearing the battle report from his subordinates, Du Lun, who was wearing silver armor, sighed softly in his heart, then stood up and glanced at the goblins on the left and right, taking in the panic and fear in their eyes.
Here, I am afraid that as a superior elf, he can have a short battle with Moss. An ordinary elf stepping into the battlefield at will will increase Moss's power, making the already difficult situation worse.
But even if he joins the battlefield, it will only slightly delay the destruction of Durun Village. Facing the impact of the Moss group, the superior goblins can only breathe a few seconds longer than ordinary goblins.
Although he had no hope in his heart, when Du Lun stepped onto the defensive front line of the shelter and looked at the endless black waves in front of him, he couldn't help but shudder, and a faint fear came to his mind, like a
Cold hands grasped his heart, almost making him unable to breathe.
There are less than thirty of the more than two hundred well-trained human soldiers left, and the rest are children. In their hands are wooden spears that are twice as tall as them, and they are responsible for attacking those who are coming up.
Moss pushed down the wall, but their strength was still too weak. Even though they had a condescending geographical advantage, several people still had to work together to achieve it.
Some goblin soldiers also stood far behind with silver spears, using humans as shields to attack Moss. However, there were still too few goblins who dared to confront Moss, and Duren himself was just right.
Hold the line of defense.
Under the cover of night, another wave of Moss attacked the shelter. Duren leaned down and touched the ground with his palms. With the mobilization of magic power, he released his own unique fairy mystery.
The ground shook violently, and thorns several meters high emerged from the surface one after another, like delicate blooming flowers, piercing Moss and hanging him in mid-air.
This blow destroyed a dozen Moss, but compared to the entire Moss group, it was nothing more than a drop in the bucket. Duren wiped the sweat from his forehead. Unleashing such a level of goblin mystery was not a small waste for him.
, and these Moss are extremely resistant to the mysteries of fairies, and the best way to deal with them is to fight hand-to-hand like the Fang Clan.
Without giving the goblins much breathing time, Moss, who was separated by the ground thorns, continued to attack the shelter. The goblins' mysteriously reinforced wall instantly cracked, but was restored in an instant with the injection of magic power.
It remains the same as before, then breaks down again, then recovers again, and the cycle continues.
Some Moss stepped on the bodies of their companions and jumped onto the wall. When they could not stand firm, they were pushed down by human soldiers with spears. However, during the push, it was difficult to guarantee that they would not be injured due to counterattack.
Du Lun had just killed a Moss that ran up the wall in front of him. He heard a cry of surprise not far away from him, and saw that the Moss over there actually broke through the human defense line and possessed him behind.
On the platoon of fairies.
"Ahhhhh-hmm..."
The possessed goblin let out a cry of terror and pain, and its body transformed into Moss at a speed visible to the naked eye. It would take less than a few seconds for it to transform into a new Moss.
However, Du Lun arrived in time to end his life, interrupting the process of Moss transformation, and at the same time eliminated the Moss that broke through the defense line.
"Lord Duren, be careful behind you——!"
The adjutant who was fighting on the other side shouted loudly, with an anxious look on his face, and at the same time he threw the spear in his hand with all his strength.
The spear drew an icy arc in mid-air, leaving a silver trace that could not be dissipated for a long time. However, facing the thunderous spear, the Moss that jumped towards Duren actually appeared strangely in mid-air.
Zhong twisted his body and dodged the blow.
It landed lightly next to a human soldier. I only felt a bit of cold wind blowing by. The human soldier's neck was cut open, and his head fell silently to the ground. The body without the head felt like it was being beaten.
The leaked water bag spurted out warm blood wantonly.
Unlike other Moss, its stature is much smaller, and it looks like some kind of cat, hunting gracefully.
In just the blink of an eye, the human soldiers fell to the ground in a mess, losing their lives one after another. Duren pulled out his cross sword, picked up a thick oak shield, hid most of his body behind the shield, and tried hard to capture
Follow the trajectory of this special Moss.
It's just that the speed of this special beast-turned-Mos was so fast that Duren was unable to fight back effectively. After just a few rounds of fighting, the silver armor on his body had dozens of claw marks.
With the surge of magic power, the surface of the armor soon returned to its original state, just like a brand new product. As Du Lun's proud work that took three years to create, the mystery of this silver armor is not only these, if
If classified according to magic rituals, this silver armor is undoubtedly the highest level.
The armor on his body flowed like liquid, wrapping him tightly. Since it was certain that this special Moss could not penetrate the armor on his body, Duren's movements became a lot bolder, and the heavy oak shield was covered by it.
Throwing it aside, holding a spear in one hand and a sword in the other, he took the initiative to attack Moss.
But he seemed to have forgotten that what cats like most is to play with their prey while hunting. Even if they have become Mossed, this nature is still hidden in their bodies and will not change due to Mossing.
After the attack failed, Du Lun, who had exhausted too much energy in vain, gasped for air. Although this special Moss could not break through his armor, he could not attack the unusually agile special Moss, so he could only forcefully
Contain it and prevent it from causing trouble to other parts of the defense line.
As if he was also feeling tired, that special Moss also appeared in front of him, lying on the ground, licking its paws gracefully.
One goblin and one Moss were facing each other like this, and the situation fell into a strange calm. However, this calm was destined to be short-lived. It did not give Duren much time to breathe. It suddenly launched an attack on him, and it looked like
With a flash of black lightning, Du Lun felt a brief loss of feeling in his chest, and then pain slowly emerged.
He stretched out his hand and touched it in front of the breastplate. He saw dripping blood covering his palms. The pain became more severe. Du Lun lowered his head slowly and saw that the proud and solid breastplate was covered with ferocious wounds.
The claw marks were cut open, along with the body covering them.