Seeing Downton killing Ram without hesitation, the magicians were stunned and immediately retreated in unison.
"If you don't want to die, get out of here!" Downton yelled and looked at Holyfield.
The five-meter-tall ogre has big shoulders and a round waist, with muscles all over its body. It is wearing simple armor. It looks like a steel mountain. The closer it gets, the more visual pressure it becomes.
After the ghouls pierced through the Demon Powerer's team, they reorganized and rallied in front of Downton.
"Brother, please give me magic!" Hutao didn't take the ogre seriously at all. He held his two-handed sword and beat Downton's thigh, making a loud banging sound on the leg armor.
"Be careful, these ogres are difficult to deal with. There are two war levels among them." Arnold's expression became solemn. In the military merit calculation of each country, he had killed three positions.
"Master, why don't we retreat first?" Jackson felt a lot of pressure, especially when more than a dozen ogres surrounded him, seemingly covering the sky.
Downton's answer was simple. He kicked Jackson hard so that he didn't dare to talk nonsense.
"Brother, there's me too!" Hutao stood in front of Downton and strongly recommended himself.
"Be good, be obedient, and stay behind." Downton wanted to push the walnut away, but the little loli's stubbornness became stronger, and she hugged his leg like a koala and wouldn't let go.
"I can fight too. I can fight ten of these ogres." Hu Tao felt that he was being underestimated.
Downton looked around with his peripheral vision and continued to extract the power from the Titan statue. The power of an ogre was about two to three times that of a troll, so if Downton wanted to gain an absolute advantage, he would have to extract at least ten of them.
The power of trolls.
Fortunately, Downton has been promoted continuously recently, and his physical fitness has improved a bit. He can withstand the power of ten trolls, so he doesn't have to worry about his body collapsing.
"This little girl looks very delicious. If you touch the honey, it would be good to bake it." Holyfield bared a big yellow tooth that was longer than his index finger, showed a scary smile, and suddenly threw his hand away and threw the wolf in his hand.
Dental stick.
Phew, the two of them hugged each other, and the six-meter-long log was so thick that it was like a battering ram, shooting towards Downton with a huge blast of wind.
The ground seemed to be swept by a hurricane, and the air flow stirred up by the mace blew away the surrounding dust.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Holyfield began to charge, with his big feet stepping on the ground, like a war drum roaring, and a strange scream coming from his throat.
Bang! Bang!
The two loyal demon servants took a step forward and approached with their shoulders. As a human shield, they intercepted the mace, but they were knocked away and fell into the air.
The barbarian has to block, but Downton is faster.
"I'll do it!" Downton ripped the walnut apart, held the battle ax tightly, and fired a giant seal towards the mace.
boom!
The huge magic battle ax fell from the sky and struck the log hard. It made a half-meter deep dent.
The mace hit the ground with one end, shattering the floor. As rocks flew, Holyfield rushed over, grabbed the log handle, and smashed it down on Downton's head.
Downton swung his battle ax with all his strength.
Giant slaying!
boom!
The front third of the log exploded under the huge impact and shattered into wood chips flying in the sky.
Using them to block his vision, Downton quickly rushed behind the ogre and struck a fierce blow towards its spine.
The inferior leather armor could not stop the perfect battle axe. It cracked like paper, leaving a scar on the rough skin, and blood spurted out.
"Damn it. Why are you so powerful?" Holyfield didn't expect that a human boy would have such powerful power and actually suppress himself. As for the injuries, it didn't care.
The ogre's self-healing power is so good that by tightening its muscles, it stops the loss of blood.
When other ogres saw that Arnold was going to help the human, they immediately swarmed up, stopped him, and launched a siege. The barbarians were suddenly in danger.
"You guys deal with that barbarian and those tin cans. I'll leave this guy to me." Holyfield pulled off a metal button from his belt and pinched it twice. It immediately expanded and formed a handle bigger than Downton's.
And a tall steel mace, "My soul talent is that I can shape any metal into the shape of the weapon I want. How about it? It's very rare, right?"
Holyfield showed off, but it was a pity that Downton didn't care about these gossips.
Downton frowned as he watched the demon servants rushing towards the ogre fearlessly, but they were unable to get close and were constantly being knocked away.
When the ghouls face humans, their strength has the upper hand, so the mad dog tactics can be effective. However, when facing the ogres that are almost five times larger than them, most of the advantage is offset. Even if they are wearing heavy armor, they cannot defend themselves.
Their heavy blows.
For a moment, Downton remembered the abomination he saw in the dungeon. If the war machines made by the undead clan faced the ogres, they would definitely be able to crush them.
"Boy, how dare you ignore me?" Holyfield was angry and attacked Downton wildly. Its martial arts were very rudimentary, but its power was too great to make up for its shortcomings.
Downton and the ogre were fighting each other. Every time the battle ax and mace hit each other, there would be a huge roar, which made the street lights in the square tremble.
The soul shield was fragile under such a blow and was constantly shattering.
The onlookers with magical abilities were stunned. Only now did they realize that Downton was far more powerful than they thought.
In the battle circle, Downton was far from being as relaxed as he looked. The ogre's swings were extremely powerful. With an attack of this level, just one hit would definitely break bones.
The few demon servants who fell to the ground and couldn't get up are the best examples. The heavy armor on their bodies had huge dents and deformations. If they were humans, they would have been shocked to death.
Wandering harassment tactics are also ineffective. With a fan-shaped sweep, the ogre will fly away the nearby ghoul, and then attack Downton without any worries.
Downton was too seriously injured in the battle with Barnetta. Ten days of living in the library did not allow him to fully recover, and this kind of fierce fighting was too exhausting for his body, causing his wounds to burst again.
The feeling of tearing flesh. His painful muscles twitched and his defensive movements slowed down.
Phew, mace swing.
"Oops!" Even though he tried his best to adjust, Downton still couldn't release all his strength.
The mace struck behind the tomahawk, and hit Downton's chest with it.
Bang, Downton fell directly and flew out. He rolled around for more than ten times before he came to a halt.
"Big brother!" Little Loli rushed to the rescue, but was stopped by Jackson.
"Don't get in the way." Jackson's crossbow arrow hit Holyfield, but the ogre had rough skin and thick flesh. This short arrow would not cause much damage if it was inserted into their body.
Ahem, Downton coughed and spit out a large mouthful of blood. He estimated that at least one-third of his ribs were broken.
"Haha. You're dead." Holyfield struck again and hit his head with the mace.
Downton rolled over and gasped. The broken bone spurs were like needle pricks, hurting his internal organs with every movement, causing pain to sweep through his nerves like waves one after another.
The onlookers did not expect that the situation would suddenly reverse, and they watched Downton dodge in panic. They were ready to make a move again.
Downton took out the healing potion and took a sip. Then he waved his hand and recited a spell, and the divine wind came down, temporarily easing the pain.
"It's useless, stop struggling fearlessly." Every time Holyfield's mace hits, a big crater will be made on the floor. The gravel will fly around and hit Downton's armor.
Thumping sound.
Downton didn't expect the ogre in front of him to be so difficult to deal with. He gritted his teeth and held back no longer. He took out a brown medicine bottle from the battle bag on his waist.
After opening the bottle cap, a viscous light blue liquid was revealed, with metallic steel sharks swimming inside.
Downton glanced at it and poured it into his mouth. The liquid melted in his mouth, and a fishy smell exploded on his taste buds, and something was kicking around, as if he had swallowed a small fish that was still alive.
The action of drinking the potion slowed down Downton's dodge by half a beat. Holyfield would not miss this opportunity and caught up with him, hitting him in the chest with the mace.
boom!
Downton flew straight out, broke the street light, and was directly embedded in the wall more than thirty meters away.
"It's over!"
"Dead."
The onlookers didn't dare to look any further. Under such a blow, Downton's internal organs were probably turned into meat. Dozens of them immediately rushed to Downton, trying to take them away while he was 'seriously injured'.
Heads and loot.
"Big brother!" Hutao broke away from Jackson and rushed towards Downton.
"Boss!" Arnold was also anxious. Although he had killed five ogres, there were still nearly ten more that besieged him.
"I am Emperor Polo." Jackson was startled and rushed over with all his strength, asking for help from Downton. Because of the existence of the death contract, if the owner dies, it will also be buried with him.
"Go away, don't take my loot!"
"It's mine!"
The magicians rushed into Downton, reaching out to grab the battle ax and chop off their heads. Everyone's face showed strong greed and madness.
A sudden change occurred!
Before a magic user could grab the tearing dragon's tooth, he saw it suddenly lifted up and went straight to his head.
Well, a head was split into two pieces, and the hot and moist blood was sprinkled on the people around him, making them feel like they had been splashed with cold water in the winter, and their boiling hearts suddenly cooled down.
All eyes fell on Downton, and then everyone saw Downton swinging his battle ax and killing three magicians who didn't have time to open their shields with a cleave.
"Why aren't you dead yet?" A group of guys who wanted to pick up the leak were frightened and hurriedly backed away as if they had stung a hornet's nest.
Downton waved his arm, and the giant flail swept across, covering the group of people. Even though they had opened their shields, the powerful attack force still blew them all away.
Dashing out, Downton grabbed an injured unfortunate guy, lifted him up, and threw him to the ground.
Bang, the ground cracked, like a ball of rotten meat with all broken bones. The man with magic power spurted blood and completely collapsed.
"Who's coming?"
Downton roared, and the whole audience was silent! (To be continued...)
ps: Four more updates tomorrow, and the second volume will be over!
