A series of dull or crisp blocking sounds sounded on the battlefield between Jero and the Black Knight. In these short few minutes, Jero may have swung the white heat no less than hundreds of times, and the lion behind him was in vain. Shadow also cooperated with him and gave his opponent hundreds of claw strikes.
However, Griswold still stood motionless, as if he had been standing here since eternity.
Finally, Jero had to slow down some of his offensive. He was using White Heat with such high intensity that even he, a legendary paladin, couldn't sustain it.
And the most important thing is the sense of psychological depression. Griswold had never allowed him to attack like this before. Now it suddenly took a defensive after opening its original prototype. There is nothing wrong with this. I won't believe anything I say.
The moment he withdrew his sword and jumped away, Griswold gently moved the shield in front of him and looked at Jero with the eyes in his helmet that exuded a faint cold fire.
"Have you beaten enough? Is that all you can do?"
"..." The black knight's taunt made Jero's eyes twitch. At the same time, the ominous feeling in his heart surged again, and Griswold's power penetrated like a cold, sticky egg liquid. into his heart.
"Now that you've fought enough, it's my turn.
Are you ready to die?"
Seeing that Roger didn't answer, Griswold didn't say much. He just pointed at Roger with the huge war hammer in his right hand, and at the same time shouted: "I order you to have your body rot and your magic power decay!" The evil diseases are ridden and the armor is destroyed!"
"What?! Cough!" Before Jero could figure out what was going on, he suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body, along with the dizziness of being poisoned and sick.
The equipment and armor on his body began to quickly develop cracks and rust, and at the same time, the originally powerful and abundant mana in his body also began to drain away inexplicably!
Jero knelt down half-kneeling on the ground with his whole body weak, and a mouthful of thick black bloody phlegm came out of his throat.
The original prototype on his body began to dissipate rapidly because there was no support from mana, and even the aura under his feet slowly became faintly visible.
Damn it! What the hell is going on?!
Is this power the original prototype of Griswold?
No! How is this still the prototype of the original? It is so powerful that with a shout, it can turn me into this state, which is almost the same level as it. Even the true original is nothing more than this!
Jero huddled on the ground in unbearable pain, and watched helplessly as Griswold walked towards him step by step with a war hammer in hand. He couldn't help but feel a trace of despair in his heart.
It's too strong, really too strong.
This is not an opponent I can face. Even if the four of us go together, we probably won’t be able to survive a few rounds at its hands...
If a general's servant is like this, one can imagine how terrifying the Skeleton King himself must be!
Is it true that God is going to destroy our King's Harbor?
"Do you have any last words?" Griswold walked up to Jero and put the warhammer in his hand directly against his forehead, asking with an extremely calm look in his eyes.
"..." However, at this time, Jero was tortured by Griswold's inexplicable power and was speechless. His face began to be covered with wrinkles, with patches of various sizes. Terrible patches also appeared from under the skin all over his body.
Roger's originally strong body began to shrink, his hair and teeth began to fall off, and the armor on his body had completely rusted into a pile of rusty scrap metal in just a few minutes!
"No more...Then, go to hell!" Griswold ruthlessly raised the war hammer in his hand and hit Roger on the head!
At this critical moment, an arrow that seemed to come from the void suddenly appeared in front of the Black Knight's helmet. This sudden arrow carried indescribable power. This power even made the Black Knight...
I couldn't help but feel a strong sense of fear.
As a last resort, Griswold forcibly took back the hammer that was about to be smashed, and quickly blocked it and his shield in front of his helmet.
However, this arrow completely ignored the Black Knight's complete defense, passed directly through the battlefield and the shield's defense, and then shot into the crack of Griswold's helmet with a "click"!
"Uh!" Griswold groaned and took three or four steps back. Then he stood firm, reached out and grabbed the arrow inserted into his helmet, and pulled it out viciously!
"Who is it! Get out!"
"I am right in front of you. Could it be that the dignified Griswold is blind?" A cold female voice sounded from in front of the black knight. When it calmed down and took a look, it saw a man wearing tight leather armor holding a hand.
The legendary Amazon with the dark gold longbow unexpectedly stood beside Jero at some point.
"Who are you?! Reinforcements from Port King?" Griswold was a little frightened by the arrow just now. Although he had extensive experience, he had never seen such a weird arrow.
"Haworth Islands, Storm Queen, Sarah Stringer, come to slay the evil spirits!"
...
Just when Storm Queen Sarah suddenly appeared on the battlefield and rescued Jerro Frank from Griswold's war hammer, Marcy was doing his best to defend the city wall on the front battlefield with the limited troops at hand.
city wall.
The professional soldiers of the human legion suffered heavy casualties under the endless arrow rain attacks and crazy sieges of the undead army outside the city. Fortunately, the stone-throwing tactics used by the opponent before seemed not to be unlimited, otherwise without the legendary power,
After the soldiers took cover, the city wall had long been directly submerged by the huge rocks.
But even if the opponent did not use the devastating boulder group attack tactics at the beginning, a few boulders would still fly out from time to time in the gray fog. Coupled with the rain of bone arrows that continued at that moment, their situation was becoming worse.
It's getting harder and harder.
"Stone! Here comes the stone again!"
Just as Maxi was thinking hard about how to continue to hold on, the soldiers on the city wall suddenly shouted at the top of their lungs again.
He looked up and saw dozens of boulders roaring through the night sky, hitting them like meteorites from mages.
"Hurry and take cover!!!"
Marcy immediately gave the order to hide, and at the same time, he and his assistants hid under the already riddled female wall.
Fortunately, rocks cannot tell the difference between friend and foe. Some of the huge rocks that were thrown hit the surface of the city wall hard and then rolled down the city wall at a slightly inclined angle. By the way, those who tried to climb up the city wall would also die.
The spirit army was smashed into pieces.
But... damn! Why are the number of flying rocks increasing?
While holding his head and preparing to withstand the violent impact that was about to come, Marcy thought to himself with a very ugly face.
At this moment, a large row of neatly burning fire arrows suddenly rose from the inside of the city wall. These fire arrows soared directly into the sky from below the city wall, heading towards the huge rocks like a wave of dazzling meteors.
Boom boom boom!!
Deafening explosions resounded over the city wall, but the violent shocks and splatters of blood and flesh that the defenders on the city walls expected did not occur.
Masi was the first to feel that something was wrong. He quickly stood up from under the female wall, lay down on the inside of the city wall and looked down. The sight he saw immediately made him burst into tears.
