In the corridor, it was like being blown by the cold current of frozen soil in the north, and the air suddenly solidified.
The big foremen looked at Downton and the demon servants behind him, their expressions became uneasy, and a trace of deep fear crept onto their faces.
The black 'Hundred Warriors' suit is the standard armor of the Saint Jutland Empire. Although it has been dormant for three thousand years and has lost its brilliance, its restrained and grand design still demonstrates the majesty of the empire.
On the battlefield, they are the sharp blade of the empire, the iron hooves of the empire, and a nightmare that makes the enemy tremble.
Although Downton scratched the badge on the chest of the armor, at this moment, it was harmless. Their standing here was the most direct declaration of force.
The big foremen felt that their eyeballs were a little spasmodic. They couldn't figure out where the poor boy Downton got so many sophisticated preparations?
As Downton advanced to the third level of soul, the number of ghouls who could repent reached fifteen, including three low-level ghouls. All of them were heavily armored and looked extremely powerful.
The elemental arm held the tearing dragon tooth and handed it over. Downton caught it and joked.
"Why don't you move? Aren't you going to kill me?"
No one responded, everyone's eyes were wandering over the battle ax that glowed with light blue light. There was no mistake, it was a perfect weapon.
This time, the covetous eyes of the Foreman and his entourage were much weaker, and turned into hesitation. Downton's luxurious equipment and lineup changed their mentality from being able to crush him to one where they would have to kill many people before they knew it.
Kill him.
There is no way, the equipment gap is too big. The best weapon for the big foreman is just a two-handed sword with more than 100 gold coins.
"Whoever kills Downton, his equipment belongs to him!" Duoban saw that his morale was declining and he yelled quickly. If we don't kill him today, our side will definitely become a laughing stock, and there will be more and more disobedient people in the future.
many.
Downton raised his hand continuously, and three golden rays of light shone down, shining like starlight under the illumination of the wall lamp in the corridor.
"Three divine arts in hand?" The hearts of the magicians were disappointed again.
The brilliance of Heracles' power, the brilliance of Gaia's endurance, and the brilliance of the jungle's agility. The moment the blessings were completed, Downton unleashed Giant's Charge and took the lead in launching the offensive.
Boom, like a cannonball, Downton shot at the foremen at the front.
The big foremen usually bully ordinary miners, but they have never encountered a tough opponent like Downton who is not afraid of death. They stood in front. They were originally planning to show off their power, but now they have become the first target, which is convenient.
Downton took action.
A big foreman instinctively wanted to retreat, but there were people behind him, blocking the way. He was so angry that he was about to curse, when he saw Downton rushing in front of him with strong momentum and slashing with a sharp axe.
The soul shield popped out in time. It blocked the slashing, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the battle ax arrived again.
Two-stage combo!
Before the soul shield of the great foreman in front of him could be reset, Downton killed him with an axe, and his body, broken in two, fell to the ground, blood spraying out.
Swish, swish, swish!
As long as the magic users had their shields turned on, they were extremely shocked at this moment. Unexpectedly, Downton killed a big foreman in a single encounter. The killing speed was too fast.
"Dead people!"
"Go together!"
"Stop him!"
There were roars and panic was spreading. Especially when the heavily armored ghoul servants followed Downton in a neat step and charged, their panic reached its peak.
The formations of the big foremen were all in disarray. Some wanted to attack, but some wanted to retreat because they were afraid of death. They couldn't unify at all and were squeezed into a ball.
"Don't panic, build up defenses, he is alone, what are you afraid of?"
Including the foreman, there are a total of fifty-two magicians. Among them, there are still about ten ruthless people with tough personalities. They do not take Downton seriously, but they are unfortunately dragged down by the team.
Downton wanted them to be more chaotic, so he took a deep breath and let out a giant roar.
Roar!
The huge sound was like a tsunami, sweeping across the entire corridor.
The echo vibrates.
Hundreds of people were hit with restraint techniques head-on, and immediately became dizzy, as if they were drunk and unsteady on their feet. Against Downton in this state, they were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Giant slaying!
Boom, the foreman's first-level soul shield flew to his head, but it was like paper and was directly blown away by the battle axe.
The tearing dragon fang continued to cut, cutting into the foreman's shoulder and cutting his upper body into two pieces.
The internal organs flowed all over the floor, blood spurted out like a fountain, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Downton stepped forward diagonally, getting out of the way of a second-level magic user, and directed another giant kill at a first-level man.
The first level was still dazed after his shield was blown. He raised the blade, but he couldn't stop Downton at all and was beheaded.
Downton killed three people in a row, which directly knocked down the momentum of the magicians. Even the dozen ruthless people had to retreat temporarily. As for the others, they didn't dare to attack Downton at all, and they were all attacking.
Afterwards, there was a swarm of swarms.
The ghouls rushed forward and, following Downton's orders, slammed into the crowd, making it impossible for them to regroup.
The corridor is too narrow, so the ghouls don't need to block their positions at all. They can just pile up. They are the hardest human shields in heavy armor. The foremen's blades will only leave some knife marks when they hit it, and even the defense will be broken.
not open.
Seeing this scene, Downton simply gave up his defense and opened fire with all his strength.
Twisting his waist and swinging his arms, he kicked the ground with his right foot. Downton lay flat on his side, holding the war blade tightly, and started spinning violently.
Giant windmill!
Downton was like a sharp steel wheel saw, plowing into the crowd.
Because of the rapid rotation of the blue war blade, it left behind circles of dizzying blue halos.
Twelve battle ax attacks cut through several shields, and then cut the foremen's corpses into pieces, cutting open a corridor of flesh and blood. The blood and the water of the minced flesh waterfall were sprinkled on the surrounding walls.
"Use your talent!" The scarred man was injured and roared loudly.
Five rays of innate magic were shot at Downton, and two puppets rose from the ground, but the crowd was too crowded and they couldn't reach them at all.
Swish, swish, swish!
Three translucent white balls shot out and blocked Downton's attack. Two more hit the armor, but did not cause any damage.
"How can it be the third level soul?"
"He's promoted again. Damn it, no wonder he didn't show up all day."
"No. Why didn't the elemental blow hurt him?"
Seeing the number of Downton's soul shields and the seven bloody corpses, the magician's momentum dropped again, and he retreated desperately in a mess.
The thugs were too weak and stayed at the end of the team. Because there were too many people, they could only stand on the stairs, standing on tiptoes. Looking upstairs, they saw the big foremen shouting in panic, like the tide was ebbing.
surged down.
The second and first floors were also crowded with the men of the foremen. They felt that Downton was bound to die and were chatting. Unexpectedly, the crowd suddenly flowed down, catching them off guard and causing a serious stampede.
Downton landed. He immediately injected magic energy into the ring, and war-level lightning magic shot out, spreading across half of the corridor.
The big foremen who were huddled together suffered a disaster. The first two made human shields and were directly bombarded to death. There were also more than 20 magicians in the back whose bodies were numb from the electricity and whose soul shields were damaged.
Downton slashed horizontally with his axe, and the giant launched a cleave.
Whoa. The battle ax drew a gorgeous semicircle, like a crescent moon, and cut off the three magicians in front of him, cutting them into six pieces.
Downton's offensive was in full swing, all using mass killing martial arts. It could cover up to five magic users, chop them down, and leave corpses on the ground.
"Master is so powerful!" Jackson flattered him, took the crossbow, aimed at a second-level soul, and pulled the trigger.
Phew, the crossbow arrow hit his eye socket and penetrated his head. The unlucky guy was only focused on guarding Downton and did not see Jackson hiding behind the ghoul. He was successfully attacked by a sneak attack.
"Oye, how many days will it take for me to eat so many dead bodies?" Jackson swallowed, quickly wound up the crossbow, and started shooting.
Another foreman screamed and was shot to the ground.
Downton conquered more than thirty meters. The corridor behind him looked like a slaughterhouse, with blood and minced meat spread on the floor, and dead bodies in a mess.
Boom, boom!
The ghouls' military boots stepped on flesh and blood, leaving a series of conquering footprints.
"A bunch of idiots. The corridor is so narrow that they can't form a formation at all. There can never be more than five people facing the enemy head-on. Your numerical advantage is wasted."
Homer looked at it and shook his head. These people are really rubbish. I originally thought that Downton would have a hard battle, but I didn't expect it to be so easy.
However, Downton's tactics are really good. He uses well-equipped magic servants to make the enemy fearful, then makes a surprise attack, launches control skills, and then attacks the soul-level magic users. Not only can he annihilate the enemy, but he can also use his corpses to damage morale.
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The performance of the ghouls was also remarkable, and they fulfilled their responsibilities as human shields perfectly. As for Jackson, he was even more cunning. He had killed three magicians in six sneak attacks.
Tang Zheng chased him to the top of the stairs, looked at the miners blocked below, and immediately raised his battle ax high and struck a giant seal.
With a rumble, under the powerful bombardment of the magic axe, the nearby stairs collapsed, and among the dust floating in the air were hundreds of unlucky ghosts who were crushed under the rubble.
The screams suddenly covered the sky!
More than 10,000 miners outside the dormitory building were craning their necks and staring at the entrance of the building. Then they saw a group of miners running out in panic, with some panicked roars mixed in during the process.
"Weren't the big foremen defeated by Downton?"
"How is that possible? Do you know how many magicians were killed last time? More than fifty!"
The miners thought it was impossible, but the next second they heard a loud boom and gray dust blew out from the corridor.
Then more and more people ran out in panic, as if being chased by wild beasts. Then it was the turn of the big foremen, each of them covered in blood and looking terrified.
"No one is allowed to run away. It was a tactical mistake just now. As long as everyone joins forces, we can definitely surround and kill him!" Doban roared, his face full of anger.
Seeing this scene, everyone finally understood that they had indeed suffered a big loss. Downton actually drove them out of the dormitory building. However, with a shrill scream, everyone turned their attention to the building again. (To be continued.