Warhammer Throne Chapter 7: , Behead

At the moment of the fight, Boris knew that he had lost, because the powerful force coming from the axe's handle made his whole body numb.

The Beastman leader retreated half a step under the strong impact.

The mercenary leader stepped back four or five steps in a row, and did not fall to the ground when he supported it with a battle axe, the tiger's mouth in his palm cracked, and the bright red blood stained his golden beard a little red.

"Mmm~" Boris reluctantly swallowed the blood from his throat, stood up forcibly, and wanted to fight again. The anxious mercenaries hurriedly surrounded his captain.

"Humans...shameless, let's... kill!" The Beastman leader pointed to the mercenary leader who was protected by several mercenaries. Boris's face was blushing abnormally, and he motioned to the other mercenaries to move away. I can still fight!

The mercenary leader sank his right shoulder, tilted the big axe, the power of his whole body gathered in his arm, and rushed towards the leader of the beastman again.

"Whirlwind!"

The berserker's core combat skills, the mercenary leader, spun quickly, and once again fought against the Beastman leader. Faced with such a powerful combat skill, the Beastman leader had to evade his edge for a while, retreat again and again, and first parry.

On the surface, it seemed that the mercenary leader had gained the upper hand, but in fact Boris became more anxious. Whirlwind was exhausting his energy, and he couldn't maintain it for long.

On the other side, the mercenaries suffered heavy losses, and their formation began to retreat continuously. The mercenaries who had been submerged in the Beastmen group were quickly dismembered and eaten up. The smell of blood continued to arouse the Beastmen war gang. The fierceness of several horned beasts smashed through the mercenary line, and they were rushing towards the side where the sorcerer was.

The warlock's face was ugly, she said to the mercenary who was protecting herself: "Cover me."

"Ms. Trovik, you..." In the crowd protecting her, a handsome young mercenary asked more. He was wearing an exquisite leather armor and holding a large sword with both hands. The eyes of the sorcerer were full of concern.

"...I'm going to use the six-ring spell Blizzard, which requires a long spell preparation!" The female warlock looked cold and didn't want to explain more, but she immediately realized that the morale of the mercenary group was showing signs of collapse. I had to add one more sentence.

"They are not good at covering you, because they can't support you at the end of the spell. You need to chant for at least five minutes with the six-ring magic, Teresa, do you think they can support you for five minutes?" A young voice started from There was a sound from behind everyone, everyone was shocked, I didn't know when I was touched by others from behind?

"Mr. Lane!" the imperial merchant shouted in surprise. The visitor was wearing full-length chain armor, holding a golden warhammer in both hands, carrying a one-handed sword behind his back, not wearing a helmet, and his black hair was covered with snowflakes and blue. There seemed to be a slight smile in her pupils.

Seeing the appearance of the kingdom knights, the sorcerer sighed deeply: "You are finally here, cover me, and I will kill them!"

"Just you?" Ryan raised his right hand. At this time, everyone found that he was holding a horned beast's head: "How cunning beast people are, they don't know how to outflank your back? Now only killing the Beastmaster is the right way. "

Yes, not long after he collected the relic of the old demon hunter, Ryan also felt the power of the Ten Thousand Demon Rock, so he rushed over and killed a horned beast that wanted to sneak attack on the way.

There is not much time to speak. The battlefield is in a mess. The mercenary group has suffered more than 30% of the casualties. There are stumps and corpses everywhere, and the Beastmen have also lost a lot. Almost all the inferior horns that entered the battlefield died. A few of the horned beasts died, but they were more numerous than the mercenary group, and reinforcements continued.

In the cold winter, the source of food is always difficult. Humans are, and so are beasts.

"I'm on it, give me a spell!" Ryan mentioned the warhammer and gave the female warlock a look that you can rest assured. The female warlock was a little unwilling, but just nodded: "Understood."

An ice armor was added to Ryan's body. After using several spells in a row, the female warlock's face turned pale. In just ten minutes, she released four spells in a row and took a deep breath. The warlock began to chant the six-ring magic, blizzard.

On the battlefield, Boris could no longer hold on. His stamina reached a critical point, and the whirlwind's offensive slowed down. The cunning beastman leader immediately noticed that this human being had reached its limit, and immediately turned his defense into an offensive. Withdrawing his battle axe to resist, terrible power came from the Beastman's big axe, and the mercenary leader flew out, fell in the middle of the snow, and couldn't get up for a while.

Ryan noticed the defeat of the mercenary captain. He was already prepared. The light blue energy gathered in his hand. He stretched out his left hand and stroked his warhammer. The golden hammer head suddenly appeared. The color appeared like a hot red soldering iron, and it exuded hot temperature. Snow fell on the hammer and quickly vaporized.

This is Ryan's unique ability. The knowledge that the mysterious man brought to him included the use of psionic energy in the human brain. This allowed Ryan to use psionic energy to cast spells directly without going through the magic net, even though he did not have the talent to release spells. , But he can make his weapon come with various elemental damage for a certain period of time.

The Beastman leader soon discovered Ryan, and it yelled: "Humans! Destroy! Put to death!"

"It's you beasts who are dying today!" Ryan rushed out from behind the snow mound, jumped up high, and the warhammer hit the head of a low-horn beast severely.

"Boom!" Inferior horn beast's head exploded in an instant, and it splashed all over the ground with red and white. Then, Ryan swept the warhammer along the way, and the next inferior horn subconsciously picked up the shield for a block. The shield flew out together, and only landed on the ground after flying more than a dozen meters. The shield in its hand and the breastplate on its chest were deeply sunken, its body was torn apart, and it was impossible to survive.

The two inferior horns nearby roared and rushed. Ryan seemed to be able to smell the dry smell in their mouths. These two inferior horns used inferior spears to pierce Ryan's shoulders, and Ryan did not put them at all. In his eyes, the warhammer in his hand slammed directly at one of the lesser horns.

"Hiss~" The red hammer was pressed on the beastman's head, and the smell of iron barbecue came out. In the scream, the beastman's head became **** and bloody, and the spear in his hand fell to the ground. .

Immediately afterwards, Ryan dodged the stabbing of the spear laterally, and the kingdom knight directly stretched out his hand to break the tip of the spear, grabbed the tip of the spear and inserted it into the center of the Beastman's head, and then kicked it away.

In one round, four badhorn beasts died in Ryan's hands.

"So strong, really strong, is this Mr. Lane?" The imperial merchant's face was full of surprise and excitement. The mercenaries guarding the sorcerer next to them all nodded in agreement, only the handsome servant who used two-handed swords before. The soldier murmured, "What's so great."

"Roar!" The horned beasts discovered the threat of Ryan. They gave up the mercenaries who were fighting, and rushed towards Ryan together. Ryan was not afraid. He held the warhammer in both hands, and first shook a horned beast. Hit, and then jumped directly onto its axe. With a hammer, the head of the horn beast was hammered open, and then the headless body of the dead horn beast was used to block the attack of other horn beasts, and another horn beast's life was taken away. .

The kingdom knight rushed into the battle group of wild orcs like a tiger into a flock of sheep. In just three minutes, five horned beasts and a dozen inferior horned beasts died in his hands.

"Thunder blow!" Ryan raised his warhammer and slammed it to the ground. A huge wave of air swept across the Beastman's battle gang. It seemed to have the power to break gold and stones. The surrounding Beastmen were all dizzy and dizzy. Fearing, Ryan took this opportunity to stretch out his right hand suddenly, and the warhammer was handed over to his left hand. The intense white light converged into a physical psionic blade that grew out of the wrist of his right hand, exuding soft white in the air. Light.

Along his whole body, Ryan waved his psionic blade and turned around in a circle.

The beasts who surrounded him were still motionless.

No, it's not completely immobile.

The bodies of the Beasts seemed to be shifting.

Pan along a perfect straight line.

All the beasts around Ryan were cut off, and the painful howls and struggles of the beasts resounded throughout the battlefield. Ryan's chain armor was already covered with the blood of these beasts. The kingdom knight stopped, he continued to rush towards the remaining beastmen, and started a massacre on them.

The form of the battlefield was reversed, the morale of the Beastman war gang was low, and even the strong horned beasts retreated one after another. The fighting power displayed by Ryan made these beasts terrified.

"Oh oh oh oh!!!" The leader of the orc immediately realized that the situation was not good. It gave up on Boris, who was already rolling on the ground and struggling under its attack, and rushed towards Ryan: "Human...Knight ...die!"

"You are the one who is dying!" Ryan squeezed the sword in his hand and pointed to the Beastman leader. At the same time, he thought that time was almost up.

"Everyone retreat, the spell is coming!" said the mercenary leader who fell on the ground.

"Blizzard!" Sure enough, as Ryan had expected, when he retreated alone, the sorcerer had completed the six-ring magic—Blizzard's singing.

Hundreds of ice cones condense in the sky, forming a sharp prismatic shape. Under the control of the sorcerer, they shoot towards the Beastman war gang. The magic of the six rings is not as powerful as the ice arrows of the previous two rings. By comparison, hundreds of ice cones directly penetrated the bodies of most Beastmen, causing them to make a miserable howl. The blood on their bodies was frozen by powerful magical powers, and even some Lesser Horns and Chaos War Dogs directly The head and limbs were cut off by the ice cone.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" The Beastman leader knelt down on one knee and barely endured the blizzard. Its arms and calves were cut with countless blood holes. A straight line.

After about a minute, the power of magic finally faded, and almost all the beasts died before they had time to escape, and the leader of the beasts was also frozen in ice.

After using a six-ring magic, the female warlock's face turned white, and her body almost fell to the ground.

"Ms. Trovik!" The young mercenary standing next to her subconsciously wanted to reach out to help, but the sorcerer took the staff and opened his hand: "Don't help me! Mr. Banda! I'm not that way. Fragile!"

"Uh...Yes." The young mercenary named Banda withdrew his hand in a little embarrassment.

The sorcerer was barely standing on the ground with her staff. She raised her head. The original battlefield was shrouded in snowstorms. The white mist and smoke made everyone unable to see the form, but the mercenaries knew that Trovik was no longer able to release this. A level of spells.

The original mercenary group of forty or fifty people was left with less than 30. Except for the protection of Trovik, almost everyone was wounded. They all watched nervously at the battlefield shrouded in white mist and smoke. .

"It's over! Mr. Lane is still on the battlefield!" Oliver yelled desperately, covering his face.

More desperate things are yet to come.

"Ahhhhhh! Humans...I want you...all to die!" A sound of cracking ice came from the battlefield. After the smoke disappeared, the scarred beastman leader shattered the ice on his upper body. The body is full of wounds, most of the wounds have been frozen, and the lower body is still frozen to death. There are even a lot of ice cones inserted on its body, but this cannot kill the Beastman, because the legs are still frozen. Under the circumstances, it raised its big axe again, calling for more Beastmen to join the battlefield.

In the depths of the distant forest, more Beastmen rushed out.

"Kill...humans!" The Beastman leader struggled vigorously, and cracks appeared in the ice that sealed his legs.

Ruined!

"Ms. Trovik, what should I do!" a mercenary asked.

"He is still there." There was no panic in the female warlock's eyes, and everyone in the mercenary group was taken aback.

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"Drink!!!" Behind the beastman leader, there was a loud shout of Ryan, and the kingdom knight leaped high, and his hard leather boots stepped on the head of an ice-bound Lesser Horn. Ryan's head was directly smashed, and the knight's hard leather boots slammed hard, then jumped up again with strength, leaping towards the leader of the beastman.

The Beastman leader immediately reacted, and subconsciously turned around to block, but the frozen lower body slowed its movements. Before he could raise the big axe, the hammer of the warhammer hit its chest and burned. The red metal hammer smashed all the ribs of the beastman leader's chest, and even roasted the chest of the beastman leader to be completely black.

"Ahhhhhhh!!! Human!!!" Even with such a severe injury, the Beastman leader did not die, his right hand grabbed the battle axe and slashed directly towards Ryan. The huge battle axe brought a gust of wind. Voice.

Ryan's reaction was faster than that. His right hand had already let go of the warhammer, and the white psionic blade appeared again and cut it off with a sword, cutting off the right hand of the Beastman leader with his forearm, a piece that was thicker than a normal thigh. The forearm and palm of his hand fell aside with the rough axe, the leader of the Beastman screamed, clutching the wound of his right hand, and a large stream of bright red blood spurted out continuously.

Even so, it is still not dead, it is still struggling, trying to break free from the ice block that seals its feet, and use its left hand to grab its own big axe.

"Huh~!" Ryan sipped, and he stepped on the chest of the orc leader, stretched out his hand to hold the long horn on the orc leader, and a white light flashed.

The head of the huge leader who was still dripping blood was lifted high by the kingdom knights, showing the remaining Beastman war gang: "Also, yes, who?!"

"Wow wow wow wow! Escape... escape... human beings... powerful!" The leader is dead, and the Beastman war gangs instantly disperse as birds and beasts. They flee frantically, and even use weapons to cut the same species that hindered their escape, and roll with them. Climbing the ground disappeared in the depths of the forest.

"We won! We won!" Oliver happily hugged Fak, his guard, and the mercenaries enjoyed the joy of the rest of their lives.

The forest is full of cheers.

The female warlock finally relaxed a lot, and turned around and found that the blood-covered Ryan was standing behind her.

"Long time no see, Teresa."

"It's been a long time, Ryan."