Lord Roar

Chapter 446 Amensor
Before being sent by Clive Owen to be Allen's bodyguard, Brad had already known about the Bloodhoof tribe.

Including the destruction of the fire-type giant dragon that has entered the fourth rank, even he "knows" the Bloodhoof tribe better than Brad.

The two Dragon Clans have always believed that no matter how powerful the Bloodhoof Tribe is, no matter how brave the warriors are, they are all just mortals after all.

Many people say that the Bloodhoof Tribe is bold, reckless, how to hob meat, and so on.

The two dragon clans felt that this statement was very pertinent. If it weren't for this, it would be impossible to cause such a disaster to the destruction of the third-order giant dragon at that time, let alone attack the holy mountain.

Anyway, for thousands of years, the two of them have never heard of anyone who is not afraid of death and dares to insult the Dragon Clan and challenge the authority of the Holy Mountain.

But until now, Ruin and Brad didn't know that the barbarian warriors of the Bloodhoof tribe were so bold, they were a bunch of heartless idiots.

Because now our side is not only surrounded by a bunch of undead creatures like bastards, but also a famous Ice King among the demons is hiding in the dark waiting for an opportunity, not to mention that everyone is in the opponent's right now. Among the power of the field.

Although Destruction hadn't experienced a few battles, Brad had experienced countless fierce battles, but none of them were as unfavorable as the current situation.

But unlike Ruin and Brad's worried face, the current actions of the tribal fighters made them completely incomprehensible.

Because at this time, the soldiers on the tower were very enthusiastic, and shouted down the city with their necks pulled.

"Chief, another one, this hammer hits beautifully!"

"Head, head, behind you, don't forget to hit that head."

"There are still twelve, chief, speed up, I bet with Big Brother Babylon, bet how soon you can smash a hundred skulls, other parts don't count."

"Chief, it's not convenient to shoot with a broadsword!"

A group of tribal warriors raised their crossbows and stared at the two liches in the sky, but they didn't forget to cheer for Alan.

Brad and Ruin looked at each other. What kind of mentally abnormal guys are these?
The horn-winged python said secretly beside him: "It's something you've never seen in the world, quack!"

At this time, Alan couldn't even see a trace of sweat on his forehead, but at least half of the undead creatures outside the city were gone. There were bones crawling around all over the ground, but a complete body could not be pieced together at all.

The use of the elemental arm is becoming more and more proficient, and it can be said that the shape follows the heart. Allen is now running hard on the foreheads of these undead skeletons. A hammer is a skull that is broken into eight petals.

Throwing away the double-edged sword on the element's arm, Allen raised his middle finger at the two liches in the sky and shouted: "Silly b, come down if you have the ability, and see if I don't shoot you to death!" !"

Seeing the two liches ignoring him, Alan smiled and continued to swing the hammer.

The two liches flying hundreds of meters in the air are also very embarrassing, just stay in the air, the undead formation that Lord Amensor spent several days summoning is about to be wasted.

It was originally thought that the dead and undead were summoned, and then they assimilated the residents of Fenghuo Town, and began to spread like a snowball.

When the power of the domain disappeared, tens of thousands of undead troops had already been pieced together, and it was no problem to attack the cities and towns in the rear of the human race.

But who knew that the "original team" of the undead army was all turned into scum by the Sons of Chaos, and this is a Mao undead kingdom.

If the two liches go down, they probably will be shot into hedgehogs before the Sons of Chaos can be stopped.

Although the two liches are also undead creatures, and they don't have muscles and skins, they only have a skeleton frame, and they are not afraid of ordinary swords at all.

But the Son of Chaos is too scary. I don't know if that guy is good at martial arts, but now he seems to be a professional in dismantling bones.

Seeing that the number of undead creatures has been decreasing from nearly [-], there are quite a few bones crawling around on the ground, but there are not even a hundred of them who can still stand on the ground with sound brains and limbs.

At this time, Brad couldn't wait any longer. Allen's priority was to eliminate those undead liches who could release single-target instant spells. Yes, he just jumped down.

But this guy also learned to be smart, instead of turning into a giant dragon, he jumped to the ground in a human form, picked up two weapons from the ground, and began to slash and chop.

"It turns out... the feeling of hitting with a weapon is so refreshing!" Brad admired sincerely.

The guy had never used a weapon before.

As a war maniac, he just saw Alan show off his power in the city. He was a little disdainful at first. After all, although there were a lot of undead creatures, none of them would fight back, and stood there like a wooden stake to be slaughtered by Alan.

How boring it is to fight so many enemies who don't fight back, so Brad showed a disdainful expression.

But Doom knows that this guy can't eat grapes and says grapes are sour. Others don't know, doesn't he know that Doom doesn't know? When Brad was extremely bored in Dragon City, he wanted to eat two guinea fowls that were no taller than their calves. He leaned forward and kicked his feet seriously.

The crisp sound of bones breaking, the scene of flesh and blood flying under the hammer wheel, and the applause of a group of soldiers made Brad's heart itch.

"Cool! Wow hahahaha!" Brad laughed wildly: "Boss, leave it all to me, this... this is really enjoyable!"

Brad felt that harming these undead creatures was much more enjoyable than kicking the guinea fowl. After the bones flew around with a sword, the depression just now was swept away.

As a Dragon Clan, it is very difficult to find a fight.

Undead creatures did not attack Allen because his mental power had been marked by Amenshal long ago, but Brad did not, so the remaining undead creatures felt the breath of life and began to besiege Brad.

But this is useless, without those undead liches who can cast low-level undead instant spells, a group of slow-moving skeletons are not enough for Brad to cause harm alone.

You must know that Brad did not lose the wind when he singled out Allen in a humanoid posture, so one can imagine how powerful the physical attack is.

Brad fought more and more vigorously, and began to harm these undead creatures in different ways.

When Allen attacked these undead creatures before, he knocked on his head to save time.

Seeing fewer and fewer opponents, Brad cherished it more and more. First, he kicked and broke two thigh bones, then broke two shoulders, and after breaking his ribs, he smashed the skull with his sword.

The only thing Brad regrets is that the tribal fighters didn't cheer for themselves like they did just now.

The Great Babylon standing on the city wall said disdainfully: "What's the point of beating a bunch of undead creatures who fight back? I don't see it, let's go away!"

"Yeah, yeah, it was so enjoyable just now, the chief killed all directions, and those undead creatures didn't fight back at all."

"It's boring. Everyone should be wary of those two liches in the sky. This dragon family is really boring. What's the point of fighting back with skeletons?"

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But it's okay if the soldiers don't applaud, this doesn't prevent Brad from killing all directions and harming these undead creatures in different ways.

Or you have to have that crazy life before you can do that crazy thing, Brad, who pretended to be b for a long time, almost suffered retribution.

Seeing that there were only a dozen or so undead creatures left, and when Brad was worrying about how to harm the other party, a giant sword gleaming with a ghostly cold air fell from the sky.

Allen knocked Brad away after the run-up. After the giant sword hit the ground, it turned into pieces of broken ice slag, and the ground also collapsed several meters deep. What power the sword has.

"Who? Who dared to sneak attack on the Dragon Clan!" Brad broke out in a cold sweat and cursed at the sky with his throat open.

A figure in a black cloak descended slowly, with a half smile on his face, his eyes fixed on Allen.

"Black Jack!" Allen sneered, and this guy finally appeared.

"No, Blackjack is just a poor skin." Amensol turned his right hand slightly outwards, and slightly bent his waist, saying: "Noble Son of Chaos, please call me Amen, Amen Thor."

Amenshal greeted Allen with a noble greeting, landed on the ground and looked at Allen with a smile, turning a deaf ear to the angry Brad.

"Son of Chaos, as I said, we will meet again, you, wait for a long time." Amensor was wearing a black cloak and well-tailored aristocratic costumes, with his iconic gentle smile , stepping on calfskin riding boots, such an image, if an uninformed person sees it, they will think it is an elegant and polite high-ranking nobleman.

Seeing that Allen didn't speak but sneered, Amensor asked: "After waiting for so long, don't you have anything you want to say to me?"

"Yes." Allen said with a smile, "Shoot you!"

"Shoot me?" Amensor asked confused.

In the next second, densely packed crossbow arrows shot at Amensor.

There was a disdainful smile on the corner of Amensor's mouth, and with a light wave of his white arm, the bones that were scattered all over the place suddenly flew into the air to form a huge skull shield, blocking those crossbow arrows.

The crossbow fires fast, but Amensor moves faster.

"Are these all your companions?" Amensor shook his head and said with a smile: "Let them go, all of this has nothing to do with them."

"Oh, are you allowing them to leave?"

"Yes, as long as you come with me." Yamensor said with a gentle smile, "Although you destroyed my corpse magic circle, I don't blame you."

"Fucking Corpse Circle?" Allen had a chill.

"Yes, in the spell of Tongyou, you can control the elemental circle of the corpse."

(End of this chapter)