Sword and Magic and Taxi

Chapter 682: Don't grab it!

The dire wolves were surrounded by darkness, like a tide, like a locust. Tian Lai Novels www. 』⒉3TXT. Every dire wolf in COM has a body length of about two meters, a huge and protruding lower jaw, upturned fangs, and a thick and tough crust covering the top of the head to the back of the neck. Under the influence of dark power, the hard skin of some dire wolves is like scale armor, covered with layers of shell material, and their claws and teeth are sharper.

  

   Orcs love war, but they are not fearless. The orcs in the house looked out from the gap between the windows and the walls, and the heavy pressure brought by the dire wolves made them feel desperate. "It's dead, we're going to feed the wolves!"

  

   The first cry came out of the room and reached Dushat’s ears through the door panel. The tall orc stomped fiercely, and the iron boots hit the ground with a loud noise: "Shut up! I'm still here, the leader hasn't fallen down. Who dares to cry and be discouraged, I will definitely grab her head!"

  

  Darryl and a few orcs squatted on the roof. It's not safe here either, and the dire wolves may rush up as long as they strengthen their approach. With so many beasts, the crossbow bolts are definitely not enough, and they cannot be wasted on miscellaneous soldiers. "Give me the crossbow, and I will shoot the leader of the dire wolf."

  

   "Why do you give it to you, half-orc! You..." Before the orc had finished speaking, a arrow had been shot into his mouth, which went straight to his brain. Darryl reached out and grabbed the collar of the orc to prevent the corpse from rolling off the roof, then took the crossbow off it and placed it at his feet.

  

   "Just attack the dire wolves that charge up, don't be dragged down." He refilled the crossbow, and this time no one refuted it. He collected more than forty crossbow bolts, which was basically the limit of his shooting. Even if his arm strength is surplus, the crossbow will fall apart.

  

   Zhao Mai pretended to complete the "prayer ceremony", stood up with a machete, and greeted the tide of dire wolves at the front of the house. Unexpectedly, the dire wolf stopped about ten steps from the house, showing his teeth in a threatening posture. After a while, a cloud of black mist emerged from the ground out of thin air, squirting into the sky, and then a goblin "looking like a dead man" walked out of it.

  

  What do you think, this goblin is only half a second away from his breath. His body has withered, and the water of life disappeared without a trace—oh, like a ghoul—the rubber-like membrane covered with angular bones, the muscles did not seem to have bulging blood vessels, and the blood vessels were cyan and Black, it seems that it has solidified. A pair of eyes were almost covered by cataracts, only a black dot the size of a grain of rice remained in the center.

  

   This goblin is holding a thick and long walking stick, the top is made of gold, and the complicated pattern is inlaid with a giant sapphire. He stood there, the power of darkness on his body was constantly pouring out like a fountain, bringing an evil breath to the surrounding land. But the goblin didn't really stand there, everything was just a shadow.

  

   Zhao Mai was able to tell the truth from the fake, but the "orc with black feet" could not tell the difference. "Goblin? You are a lowly creature who is also worthy of commanding wolves? Hurry up and surrender. My Mordor Blackfoot will make the best use of it to give you the work of the animal pen manager."

  

   Goblin hey, "You are Mordor Blackfoot? I have heard your name, and I am going to find you. You have a more important mission and should serve me. Come on... Come on..."

  

   The goblin wailed, and the harsh voice mixed with evil power shrouded Zhao Mai. Control your mind? How come the evil guy has no new tricks? Zhao Mai roared "aaagh!" Instead of waiting for the evil power to come over, he rushed up.

  

   The huge roar formed a sound wave visible to the naked eye, more than a hundred dire wolves stepped back together, and the dark power also stagnated. Zhao Mai's steps are getting farther and harder, and after four steps he has crossed a distance of 16 or 7 meters. The black and wide feet stepped on the face of a dire wolf, and it didn't even have a chance to react. The whole head had been stepped into the mud, becoming a pool of **** and stinky sticky glue. Zhao Mai took advantage of his strength to fly into the air, the machete in his hand was burning with a purple-black flame, and an equally powerful evil dark force attached to it, directly rushing towards the shriveled figure of the goblin.

  

   Goblin’s little black bean eyes widened suddenly, not knowing whether it was excitement or fright, anyway, the skin on his face was too dry to make a normal expression. Two dark forces collide head-on, and everyone tries to defeat and control each other. When meeting on a narrow road, the brave wins. The evil of the orcs depends on their courage and violent fighting power, and the goblins are originally a subsidiary race. Perhaps the abilities of the two traversers have their own highs and lows, but the will of the world still follows the rules of Arda's arena chess: orcs eat goblins.

  

   Zhao Mai severely chopped down, splitting the figure of the goblin into two parts. Although this was a phantom, the collision of power still caused the goblin to lose a lot, and the dark power quickly retreated. Blackfoot stared at the machete without any blood stains, while Zhao Mai was paying attention to the direction of the goblin's power retreat.

  

   That guy must have some kind of treasure that can increase the cast range! The dark breath rises suddenly and disappears into the void. Then from the same place, the goblin issued an offensive order to the dire wolf. In just a few words, Zhao Mai already knew the general direction of the goblin.

  

   actually has to go far east, at least five hundred miles. No matter what he uses, it must be an extraordinary treasure, a quantum communication satellite in a magical world. Zhao Mai stepped on the position of the goblin phantom, screamed in anger, played the role, and then began to face the siege of the dire wolf.

  

   It wasn’t him who killed the enemy first! Xiaoyan snatched the blood of the ghoul~www.NovelMTL.com~ This time Darryl snatched the blood of the dire wolf. While the wolves were still in place, Darryl took aim carefully and accurately hit a powerful dire wolf that had grown its scales. The crossbow bolt shot directly into its brain from the side ear hole.

  

   He fired continuously, but this time the Direwolf started to charge. His crossbow bolt was blocked by the scale armor on the top of his head and neck, and a sparkle shot out. "Damn it!" He reloaded as fast as possible, trying to shoot as many rounds as possible.

  

   Dushat used a tower shield to block one side of his body, and the other side was a rotating meteor hammer. This is a weapon processed by Zhao Mai himself. Despite its inconspicuous appearance, it looks like a cheap product, but it is actually a very durable and good thing. The dwarves pride themselves on their weapons and armor forging craftsmanship, but they are actually at the level of this meteor hammer. Dushat didn't have any tactics, he just remembered to stand firm, and then he rounded up. Even though Dushat had never hit any opponent he wanted to fight, but the enemy density was too high, at least every time he had won. He swung the meteor hammer with that strength, and he would die if he touched it, or hurt if he rubbed it.

  

Darryl, Dushat, and orcs who shouted "aaagh!", using spears, machetes and maces to fight back, actually blocked the strongest dire wolf. The first wave of offensive.

  

   Then it's time for Zhao Mai to fight back.

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