"The Demon Realm is really an exciting place." Burlison looked at the other party, the smile on his face getting bigger and bigger. He seemed to like the feeling of approaching danger, and the expression on his face changed with excitement.
You have to become ferocious.
The man in white robe did not let Burrison wait too long, and he was not the kind of character who liked nonsense. Burrison only heard the words "Serve the gods" echoed in the other person's white robe, and the other party's hands raised flames,
He rushed to where he was.
Burrison took a step back, subconsciously trying to avoid the attack of the man in white robe. However, the man in white robe still enveloped him within the attack range, and the flame from one palm was about to hit Burrison's face.
.
Then, the hand of the man in white robe was blocked by something, and the opponent's strength was amazing, which made the man in white robe obviously stunned for a moment.
He adjusted his face slightly, and then saw another arm holding his arm under his arm.
The arm was covered with down, gray and soft, and it trembled slightly in the wind. The arm that blocked his attack also had a huge palm with very long fingers, and the nails on it were as long as one centimeter.
long.
When the man in white robe was trying to understand what happened, the hand had already grabbed the man in white robe's arm.
The man in white robe wanted to break away from this huge force, and a magic circle composed of huge magic inscriptions bloomed on his arm.
But the monster's palm also bloomed with magical light, and for just a moment, the magic defense barriers on both sides collided, making a harsh noise.
As if two pieces of the hardest metal were colliding together, this harsh sound rubbed and finally stopped. And at the moment when the sound stopped, the monster-like claw grasped firmly.
The arm of the man in white robe.
At this time, the white-robed man discovered that the arm in front of him was actually the left hand of Burlison, whose face had become hideously distorted.
The next second, Burlison's right hand was like a sharp blade, grabbing the white-robed man's shoulder. This right hand had turned into a sharp claw, easily scratching the white-robed man's shoulder.
When the man in white robe looked at his front again, he was shocked to find that right in front of him was the head of a huge wolf.
This giant human-shaped wolf revealed its mouth full of sharp fangs. The man in white robe finally realized that the twisted smile on Burlison's face just now was not really smiling, but a grin...
The world of Magic Continent is sometimes so strange. When a person faces a monster, he will not panic, because maybe he himself is another terrible monster.
"Originally... I didn't want to show such a side... I was afraid... it would frighten my men!" The giant wolf spoke human words, and it turned out to be Burrison's voice.
His left hand grasped the white-robed man's right hand, and his right hand grasped the white-robed man's left shoulder. The runes of the magic circle on his body shone like stars. His two thick arms stretched to both sides, tearing the opponent into pieces in one fell swoop.
The left and right halves.
There was no blood or anything else splashing out. Inside the shattered white robe, the pure magical energy became violent, like an activated bomb.
Burlison did not hesitate at all. He immediately jumped to a trench next to him. This zigzag trench would effectively reduce the shock wave caused by the explosion, so he only moved back a short distance, and then
I couldn't see the magic energy that had started to change color.
"Boom!" A huge explosion burst out in the trench, as if a 155 mm caliber howitzer shell directly hit this trench.
The huge shock wave kicked up a sky full of mud, even burying Burlison. When he struggled to crawl out of the floating soil, the battle on the battlefield was still going on.
"Roar!" Burlison roared and rushed towards another target of the man in white robe. The man in white robe had just thrust the steel sword he had seized into the chest of a heavy armored grenadier through the gap.
Feeling the danger coming from behind, the man in white robe immediately gave up the prey in front of him. He raised his hands and aimed at the running werewolf. The light in his palms shone, and the two fireballs flew towards each other like cannonballs.
go.
Burlison opened his bloody mouth and aimed at the man in white robe not far away. A huge magic circle formed in front of his face. A violent thunder and lightning magic broke out from the magic circle, and a thick arc of electricity broke out.
It impacted the defensive magic circle formed in front of the man in white robe.
The violent collision only took a moment before an explosion occurred. In the explosion, a werewolf figure with hands on its neck and a velvet covering its neck was entangled with a white figure at an extremely fast speed.
The heavily armored grenadier with a serious abdominal injury looked pale as he watched the two monsters fighting desperately in front of him, wondering whether he should use the radio to call for help.
He didn't even know why the two non-human monsters in front of him were fighting. Did the creatures from the demon world actually fight with the army of the demon world?
However, even if his brain was shut down, he could still see that this wolf-shaped monster was one of his own who came to save him.
Blessed by God, when he thought he was going to die, he waited until someone came to save him...or, in other words, waited until some kind of creature came to save him...
Just as Burrison transformed into a werewolf and fought with the man in white robes, at the other end of the battlefield, a terrifying magic circle lit up most of the sky.
It was a super magic with extremely powerful attack power, and the surging magic energy was amazing enough even just from the scale of the magic.
The next second, the huge magic circle started to work, a violent electric light struck somewhere, a burning smell filled the air, and the rising smoke was blown away by the lightning.
Because of the sudden change, Burlison and the white-robed divine waiter in front of him also stopped fighting. The two of them watched a person slowly walk out of the smoke that was blown away by the wind.
Burlison knew that man, he was his second platoon commander, a steady second lieutenant, and his most reassuring right-hand man on weekdays.
Of course, this unknown second platoon leader actually stood up at this moment. It was only now, at this moment, that Burrison knew that his subordinate turned out to be a genuine great mage.
Burlison grinned and bared his teeth in a smile. He had always felt that none of his troops were ordinary people, but now it seemed that none of them, including himself, were really ordinary people...
