Wall III gasped, and a harsh sound came from his throat, but he felt very calm and extremely focused.

He avoided a mercenary who was waving his spear with skill, clamped the handle of the spear with his left arm, and grabbed it with his left hand.

Holding the spear tightly, Wall III jumped, pounced on the other party's arms, and cut the enemy's throat with a long knife.

The corpse leaned down to the ground, making a "bang" sound, and the brilliant spell light wrapped around it suddenly disappeared.

"Thirteenth," Wall III raised the long knife and licked the blood in the throat, "Just hold on for a while..."

As a sergeant chief, he had a clear understanding of the Purgatory Odd army and knew the strengths and weaknesses of this army very well.

The encounter that is currently underway, in his opinion, is simply the situation that the Purgatory Odds should avoid the most.

There is no advantage at all. Even because of its wings, it is easy to fall under the influence of the ground.

But like his companions, Wall III was still trying to support him, and they firmly believed in the Abisharon Demon Leader's claim before the war.

"Master Mopadibu will arrive soon. We only need to hold on for a while, and the powerful reinforcements are about to arrive!"

Most of the Purgatory Odds can guess what it is about the so-called "reinforcements", and they have full confidence in the reinforcements.

After all, it is a legion composed of five-colored dragons. No matter what kind of dog-headed man is, he naturally has a kind of respect for the dragon.

Besides, the situation on this battlefield is not too bad. Purgatory Odd, who has the ability to regenerate, is not too weak.

If only those mortal mercenaries were hired, as long as there was more time, the Purgatory Odd army would probably be the final winner.

Although Wall III admitted that during the fight, those mortals seemed to have been improving in tactics and tactics.

But even so, their physical strength and energy are limited after all, and it is impossible for creatures with purgatory blood to survive.

In fact, so far, most mortal mercenaries should be very tired when they have fought for nearly half an hourglass.

Only certain special races, or tough professions like monks or rock warriors, are now "pillars".

And this sergeant purgatory, together with other officers of the same class, was constantly searching for such a target on the battlefield.

They are only responsible for solving the "pillar" and after losing the "pillar", other mortal mercenaries will be handed over to ordinary Purgatory Ode.

Wall III's eyes were patrolling, and immediately found two or three orc wolf cavalry who seemed to have enough strength, "It's you."

A handful of caltrops were grabbed from the skin on his waist, and he immediately walked towards the orcs and wolf cavalry, silently.

In the melee, it is actually very difficult to carry out targeted strikes without disturbing others, but Wall III can always cleverly avoid the melee crowd with experience and skills.

When he reached the right distance, he aimed at the position a few steps ahead of the target, raised his hand and threw the caltrop out, and also used a spell-like ability to hinder the opponent's vision.

"Dark Art!"

The magic clouds like ink quickly enveloped the orc wolf cavalry. Because they suddenly lost their sight, their brains hesitated to predict it.

And when you are on the battlefield, any hesitation is fatal.

The orc wolf cavalry paid the price for this. The dire wolf mounts, which were regarded as brothers, did not stop their pace and all stepped on the caltrops.

"Aowoo!"

Several dread wolf howled shrillly, and they broke free from the reins of the orcs on their backs and ran away uncontrollably.

In order to comfort the mount under him, several orcs were obedient behind the dire wolf and wrapped their strong arms around the dire wolf's thick neck.

In this way, even if they leave within the scope of darkness, they have no time to check who is secretly obscene.

"puff"……

Wall III followed a wolf cavalry, took advantage of his surprise and jumped onto the back of the dire wolf, and sent a long sword into the heart of the orc.

Even though the orcs were known for their physique, their hearts were broken and they could not survive. The wolf cavalry fell down to the side and fell down.

Immediately afterwards, the Purgatory Odd spread his wings - not flying - and he slid out with a forceful kick.

Although he could not take off, he still used gliding to quickly come behind another wolf cavalry.

Prepare to do the same.

However, what he did not expect was that a long axe that stretched out from the slant was blocking the long knife he handed out without any effort.

With a "click", a hole was immediately broken on the long sword, and the huge force coming from it almost made its weapon lose.

It turned out that a Goliath warrior came close somehow and took action to save the life of the orc wolf cavalry in time.

"Damn it!"

Wall III cursed in his heart, and he was not ready to fight, but wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

However, the rhythm of the attack was interrupted and his body became briefly stiff. The Goliath warrior naturally would not miss this opportunity.

As the saying goes, "One inch long, one inch stronger."

The long-handled axe turned the direction slightly, avoided the blockage of the long sword, and pulled out an arc and slashed at Wall III's neck.

There was no way, he could only throw out his tail with a spike and use the chitin-shaped tail tip to stop the arrival of death for himself.

The axe blade cut off Wall III's tail, directly chopped it backwards, and flew out a digital distance.

Purgatory Ode is not a gecko. Although his tail can still be regenerated slowly, the pain it should be.

After landing, he endured the pain of the tail-breaking pain and quickly protected the long sword in front of his chest to guard against the possible pursuit that the other party might launch immediately.

Several orcs who had dealt with the leg injuries of the dire wolf were already surrounded by them at this time, looking as if they were about to swallow Wall III alive.

Just as he was considering whether to launch the "Dark Technique" spell again, an inexplicable feeling arose.

"The strong support has arrived!"

Wall III felt a familiar aura. From the essence of life, that aura made him feel the urge to kneel down and obey.

Because it is the unique aura of a giant dragon - when facing a giant dragon, all the dog-headed people are born to be unable to resist.

Of course, in addition to him, most of the dragon creatures present, including Abisharon Demon and Half Dragon Man, also felt the breath of a giant dragon.

The aura was so huge that it was obvious that not only was there a giant dragon, but it was very likely that the dragon legion came out of the nest.

Hiding in the mushroom forest and always paying attention to the situation on the battlefield, Quis naturally felt the arrival of a large number of people of the same race.

However, the young Lanlong, who turned into a human form, had no joy or sorrow on his face, and no even a little unnecessary emotion.

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