Demon King

"Roar"

A large number of wolves, goblins, and ogres swarmed over, and the townspeople were shocked and trembling like chaff.

There was a flat ground all around, and there was nowhere to hide.

Despair quickly spread. Most of the townspeople thought that they were dead. Many people cried bitterly. Some people started to retreat desperately, and the crowd became extremely crowded.

Under the stimulus of tension and despair, the townspeople became red with blood, and their hearts were full of hatred for the captain who forced them to relocate. If it were not for the commander's wrong decision, they would not be in desperation!

Thinking of Ivo's suggestion, many people yelled at the captain for being self-sufficient. Now everyone knows that Ivo's suggestion is correct!

At the moment when the underground monster appeared, the captain was stupid. He watched the monster approach quickly and watched the crowd stomping for his life. At this moment, he hated himself very much because of his ridiculous self-confidence. He didn't even consider Ivo's suggestion. There is no chance to mend the situation!

The commander made a wrong decision, and the price to pay for it was the life of the entire army!

When the underground monster was still three hundred meters away from the chaotic crowd, the captain finally relieved his breath and yelled to make the cavalry form a queue. Five hundred cavalry launched a charge against thousands of ferocious underground monsters, with extremely brutal momentum. Like a stone thrown into a river, it will be submerged in the blink of an eye.

Horses galloping, soldiers ⌒long⌒wind⌒wen⌒learning, w∧ww.c∷fwx.n↗et Although fearful, the hand holding the spear does not tremble at all. This makes Ivo appreciate it very much. When the monsters collided, thirty priests brought by the priest shot.

The platinum magical light shined, and the arrows condensed from the rays of light shot hundreds of underground monsters in the front, easily breaking through the monster's epidermis, shooting it to the ground, leaving burnt penetrating wounds.

The monsters in the back row were too late to block. The cavalry rushing towards the corpse pierced their chests and flew out. Five hundred cavalry ripped through the formation of the underground monsters, killing more than three hundred monsters in an instant. Then fell into a hard fight.

Heads of ogres brandished stone clubs and smashed the cavalry company and their horses into flight. A giant monster stared at the captain, and a stick stopped the captain on the way to charge, making a cruel laugh.

The captain was too late to rein in his horse. He looked desperate. He saw that he was about to turn into a meatloaf on a stone rod. A huge shadow suddenly enveloped the battlefield. The temperature dropped more than ten degrees in an instant. A large head of hail killed the monster. The captain avoided the stone rod by a minute, and raised his head in shock like the people next to him. He saw a frost dragon tens of meters long appeared in the sky, its wings flapped in the cold wind, and hundreds of hailstones fell like rain, sending countless monsters. Frozen smashed, frost covered the ground.

"Dragon?!"

Ivo walked out slowly, whistling, and the Frost Dragon followed his voice, spreading its wings and gliding against the ground, killing countless monsters.

"Master Ivo saved us!"

The townspeople were ecstatic and energetic, and the townspeople who were about to flee also stopped, and there was hope in their hearts.

Ivo's face was calm. Although there were many low-level monsters, Nebuldan was able to deal with it. The powerful Frost Dragon Whisper magic cleared the field. Two hail rain fell down, and no less than 500 underground monsters died instantly. He was once in Lima Town. During a battle, Nebuldan also dealt with the army, and now Nebuldan is familiar with dealing with a large number of enemies.

Ivo didn't want to watch the townspeople being slaughtered, so he had no choice but to help.

Nebuldan's voice suddenly sounded in his mind. The dragon said that the commander who saw the underground monsters standing in the distance was a group of dark elves.

"Several people?"

"More than twenty."

In the underground world, dark elves belong to the ruling class and often command low-level underground monsters as cannon fodder.

As long as you kill the dark elf, the underground monster will panic and will run away by itself.

Ivor thought of this and ran to the dark elf's position.

...

Behind the army of underground monsters, two dozen dark elves in armor watched angrily at Nebuldan slaughtering their army of underground monsters.

"Damn it, where did this dragon come out!"

"Hurry up and think of a way, the army that the mistress gave us has already lost half of it!"

"Damn, the mission is going to fail!"

"I don't want to go back underground and face those horrible guys!"

Speaking of "the horrible guy", the dark elves shivered all together, showing fear, as if just mentioning it would bring uncertainty.

The dark elves are divided into six races. The leader of each race is a mistress. In the underground world, the dark elves are the ruling class. The dark elves will suddenly leave the ruling country. It's weird.

They were sent to the surface by their mistress to occupy a bridgehead, but progress was slow.

The temperature suddenly dropped by a few degrees, and an unknown breath locked on more than 20 dark elves. The dark elves all shook. To them, this breath was extremely familiar, and it was the source of the nightmare that caused the great changes in the underground world!

The dark elves turned their heads stiffly, and eight figures, all covered in black armor, slowly walked from behind them. The black armor was sturdy in shape, tough and smooth in texture, and black tasseled straps were tied to the eagle-billed helmet. It exudes a weird, unknown aura, as if with the smell of death.

"Run!"

"How did they chase it out!"

The dark elves turned their heads and ran.

The eight black armored men moved instantly and drew out their Xueliang long knives. They were even faster than the dark elves, as if they had no weight. Like a ghost, these two dozen dark elves had almost no resistance. The knife cut open the throat, and was unable to harm the black armor from beginning to end. The dagger slashed on the black armor without even shaking, as if the black armor and the wearer were one body.

When Ivo arrived, he happened to see this scene, and his heart was shocked. The dark elves unexpectedly lost to the black armor at the best speed. The eight black armors had the same thing as if they were not touching the ground, they stepped on the ground. There was no sound at all, it seemed that they belonged to the same special race, and the eight people had the same style of swordsmanship. They were very tough, showing that they had undergone rigorous training.

The eight black armored men looked at Ivo at the same time, the gaps in the helmets were small, and the eyes were hidden in the dark, Ivo could not see clearly.

"Who are you?" Ivo secretly guarded and asked.

The eight black-clad men moved without warning, and their long knives stab at Ivo at the same time, and the cold light was stretched into a filament.

The blade is very cold, Ivo has been on alert, double knives in hand, cross-cut, open eight long swords, wrist shaking, feel the strength of the black armor, my heart is secretly shocked, the strength of the black armor is not in the ordinary war song stage Under the warrior.

The black armored man attacked in silence ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The action was swift, and Ivo's sword skills were superb. There was a clanging clang of gold and iron, and the strength to cut open the iron block, leaving only a shallow mark on the shoulder armor.

"So hard!" Ivo blinked, avoiding the sneak attack of the two black armored men, grabbing the helmet of the other black armored man with one palm, pressing out a cloud of frosty flames, scoffing and burning, and the helmet quickly appeared on the helmet. Cracks, alternating hot and cold will increase the brittleness of the material.

"Let me see what you are!" Ivo yelled and slammed his fist on the cracked helmet. The black armored man flew far away, and the black metal fragments fell all over the floor.

The black man stood up and revealed his face. He was a strange man. His complexion was as pale as paper, without blood. He looked like a paper man with a diamond-shaped black tattoo on his forehead. The most conspicuous thing was his indifference. There was no expression on his face. A wound was cut open by the blasted helmet fragments on his face, but the muscles turned out were completely pale, with no blood flowing out, as if there was no blood in his body.

"What kind of race are you?" Ivo looked puzzled, and felt a touch of familiarity inexplicably.

(To be continued.)