"Leiko, do you really think we can defeat these things?"
Luke roared loudly, knocked the demon in front of him to the ground with all his strength, and then crushed the demon's head with his iron boots.
"You can give up."
Leiko clasped her hands in front of her and said calmly.
She will not intervene in the fight, and those demons will not come to her.
After all, even if the devil doesn't know who Leiko is, he can still feel the power that is impossible to defeat.
Since Leiko had no intention of stopping the fight, it was enough for the demon to bypass Leiko.
"Bang~"
Rumlow was kicked from one end of the city wall to the other by a huge grotesque demon, and his strong body hit the city wall heavily, making a dull sound.
"Ahem! Bah!"
Rumlow coughed up a little blood, and then spit it on the ground along with his saliva.
After standing up, he continued to look for the devil.
The obscene and the cursed.
The name of this elite demon.
Although it still belongs to the group of grotesque demons, it already has its own name.
This means that even among the countless grotesque demons, he is the top one.
Coupled with the special power belonging to the elite, this weird demon is so powerful that it is somewhat acceptable.
Shield, thorns, molten fire, powerful!
This is the power of this demon!
The shields that appeared from time to time made Rumlow a little unsure of when this demon would be vulnerable.
Coupled with the attribute called thorns, he can feel the inexplicable attacks coming back to him every time he attacks.
The battle became a little difficult.
As for the purple light releasing arcane energy everywhere, Rumlow frowned.
"How do I kill this thing? I feel like I've hit a Rorschach."
Rumlow cursed.
The strength of the elite grotesque demon is still beyond his reach.
"I'm no match for him, Rumlow."
Rorschach's figure fell heavily from a height!
After regaining his life and strengthening his consciousness, Rorschach appeared on the battlefield!
Holding his diary in his hand, his whole body was glowing with dazzling light as if it had been washed away.
"Tch, then how do you think we should fight?"
Rumlow said unsteadily, tightening the hammer in his hand.
Facing an elite demon was also a novel experience for him, although demons like the grotesque demon had already left a deep enough impression on his heart.
"How to hit? Just hit hard?"
Rorschach strode forward with a smile!
The nut hammer in his hand was placed on his shoulder, and he said to this weird monster with some curiosity in his eyes:
"What do you call it?"
Rorschach spit some saliva into his hands and then rubbed them.
"Nephalem! You will fail again!"
The grotesque demon said in a rich voice.
Rumlow was stunned by the magnetic voice, as if he had worked at a radio station.
"This thing can talk?"
"You ignorant and arrogant Nephalem, prepare to face death!"
The Obscene Curse had no interest in talking any more, and his huge body squeezed forward.
Rorschach used a nut hammer to hold up the huge body, but his feet were still pushing backwards.
"Devils are intelligent, don't treat them like beasts, okay?"
Matthew smashed the head of a Sinking Demon with the hammer in his hand, turned around and shouted loudly.
He was protecting Tony and Rasuk and preparing something, but he just killed the "weak" demon that rushed to him.
But this weakness also made him feel tired during the short battle.
Not long ago, he was knocked out of his hand by a hard-haired rat.
On the battlefield, they are the weakest group.
"Lose!"
Rorschach cursed angrily, and the suppressed anger in his body began to show!
The activation of his talent made him feel like a young lion at this moment, kicking the grotesque demon's fat belly hard with his hand, but he was violently pushed out.
"Rasuk, don't watch the show there. This guy is not something those young people can resist."
Leiko took a look and said with some dissatisfaction.
"Damn it! I'm a blacksmith!"
Rasuk screamed strangely, and the casting hammer in his hand hit the iron felt in front of him with a thud.
"I don't remember any of the barbarians who couldn't fight, now! Come on!"
Leiko glared at Rasuk, and the anger flashed across her body.
She had already felt the disappearance of Warusk, so Leiko was not in a good mood at all.
"I say it again, if even the blacksmith is standing on the battlefield, you bastards will never be able to use the repaired weapons!"
Rasuk roared, and swung the casting hammer in his hand without any control and hit the elite grotesque demon in front of him!
Lasu is not very old, and compared to warriors of the same age as a blacksmith, he is indeed a bit weak.
But among the guys of the same age as Rasuk, he has never been the weakest!
The hammer hit the devil's neck hard, making a sound noisier than casting!
The hammer sank into the thick fat. Rasuk took out a new casting hammer and weakly struck the iron felt in front of him.
"I took action, and now he is something you can deal with."
Rasuk took a deep look at Tony beside him, and his tone was helpless:
"Don't look at me like that, buddy! Even though I'm a blacksmith, I'm still very strong!"
As he spoke, Rasuk showed off his muscles.
"Okay, how are the cannons you mentioned made? I think we need to work harder."
"Since you are so powerful, why don't you just go up and kill those demons?"
Tony stuffed the cannonball mixed with all-purpose materials into the newly cast barrel and asked hesitantly.
"Hey man! I'm a blacksmith! Let me fight before the warriors die? Are you sure I won't get beat up by them afterwards?"
As soon as Rasuk finished speaking, a burst of fireworks suddenly erupted from the neck of the grotesque demon.
It was as dazzling as a heavy hammer hitting a red metal block.
Breaking the ground.
This is Rasuk's unique technology.
He always uses this skill to forge those metals.
To be continued...