Above the Seven Towers

The ordinary dwarf warriors around "Raphaelte" who held swords and axes but had no chance to play, exclaimed the names of the victims.

However, Rafaelte was only the first, and then a low-level warrior was fighting. The distant golem pierced his body with a gun, and then his head was cut off by the golem in front.

Almost at the same time, a mid-level fighter was hacked to the ground by three golems in order to rescue two lower-level fighters who were struck. On the human side, Ji Yijun, who is low in strength, and Aura, who is not rich in combat experience, are also beginning to be in danger.

The dwarven warriors around couldn't help it. They watched the most powerful and talented warriors in the tribe sacrifice one by one to protect them. Even those humans coming from afar are fighting hard.

The noble female magician had vomited blood and fell. Several fighters were also injured.

These men who admire iron and fire can't stand being just a bystander. Their strength may be only a fraction or even a dozen of those on the field, but their desire to fight is not bad.

One elite warrior fell, not only did not scare the dwarves in the field, but also caused the bloodiness of many ordinary dwarves.

Farrell, who stood outside the field, picked up his warhammer and said to Morey; "I must play. Although I am not a warrior, but I still have a fighting spirit. I have played iron all my life. What about moving iron. "

He took a step, and when Morey followed, he couldn't help but smiled: "Why? You also want to? You who are not prepared for the formation, are just a scum on the battlefield, or wait for us to heal or collect the body. "

Morey handed out a vial of potions: "You who only play iron are a scale on the battlefield. Drink this pot of hypersensitive potions and keep up with their rhythm."

"There must be any side effects?" The dwarf took the bottle and poured it into his mouth. "Hey, otherwise why don't you give them to Ji Yijun."

"That's tomorrow. Survive first!" Morey said lightly, but in his sleeve, a pot of the same potion was clasped.

Farrell roared and joined the battle group with his hammer high. His movements inspired those behind him who could not restrain their fighting spirit. They ignored the previous arrangements and warnings of Yasen and rushed up with their weapons.

They may not be the enemies of the golem, but at this time they are fighting desperately, smashing them with a hammer, an axe, or even a fist, and holding them in their bodies. Because they are their homes behind them, every dwarf knows that if they choose to back down here, the crazy golem will not have any pity for the elderly, women and children in the village.

The golems in the tunnel finally ran out. The air guns and air guns wiped out half of them at the entrance of the ruins, but there were still more than ten golems beside the horses, fighting against the dwarf warriors who rushed up by the stone wall .

At this time, the gunners had no place to use them. These brave dwarves picked up the nearest hammers, knives, and even held up a pass, over the low wall, and pounced on the golem. Some air gunners, after hitting bullets and unable to find weapons, simply raised the air gun and hit the golem with the buttstock.

The power of the masses is strong everywhere. If at first, the golem is a lion tiger, the dwarf is a hunter. Now the golem is an insect, and the dwarf is an ant colony.

auzw.com More than ten golems were overwhelmed by dwarves pouring from all sides.

However, the addition of ordinary dwarf warriors also caused a sharp increase in the number of sacrifices on the field. In a few minutes of effort, more than a dozen dwarves died under the golem ’s swords and guns, but these sacrifices were not in vain. Once the powerful golem was pulled, dragged, and hugged by these dwarves, it became Taking this into consideration, the action was slow, which gave the fighting fighters a chance to shoot.

Therefore, after the ordinary dwarves joined the battle, three golems were soon wiped out by everyone.

It's just that this is changing the life of the Golem with the life of the Dwarf Warrior. It often costs a few dwarf warriors to destroy a golem.

The loss is too great.

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At this time, Ji Yijun had already put on several colors, and his body was half red. Some blood was his, and some blood was dwarf. He was about to go back to the shoulder joint that attacked the Golem on the side. He didn't expect to step on the blood cement slurry, his sole slipped on the ground, and the magic sword took off. The Golem discovered his mistake and immediately cut it with a knife. Ji Yijun rolled on the spot, but hit a refusal horse, the golem cut off the horse with a knife, and then went straight to his waist with a knife.

This is the end! Ji Yijun saw the blade hit his head, but his body was too late to do anything. At this moment, the two dwarves pounced on the goblin's arm.

The two of them held the goblin's forearm from below, so as not to let its knife fall.

However, the power of the Golem is not something that two ordinary dwarves can contend with. I saw that the Golem tilted his body forward, and the arm holding the knife pressed down, pushing the dwarf to the ground a little bit.

Ji Yijun hurriedly bounced from the ground. His magic sword no longer knew where it had fallen. He grabbed a warrior's warhammer from the ground, excited the few remaining grudges, and smashed it with a hammer on the golem's head.

The Golem waved his other arm and tried to hit him, but Ji Yijun bowed his head and flashed it.

He smashed it again, hammer after hammer, until the golem stopped moving.

A white evil spirit emerged from the head of the golem. Ji Yijun concentrated his last grudge on his hand and grabbed the evil spirit with a sharp cry, which was burnt out by the grudge.

After solving the golem completely, Ji Yijun ran to the two dwarf warriors who rescued him. The two dwarf warriors had been crushed by the golem. One dwarf's bones shattered, and his body was twisted into a strange shape, and he collapsed on the ground Silent. Another dwarf was spitting blood and his shoulders had been crushed, and his head had to rest on the golem's arm before he could fall.

The dwarf was speechless. The brown beard was dyed red and purple with blood and internal organs. But when he saw Ji Yijun, he smiled hard, squeezing the folds and wounds on his face together. This is the ugliest smile Ji Yijun has ever seen, but he has also seen the most touching smile.

The dwarf tried to raise his arm by two inches and gave him a thumbs-up. Then his eyelids couldn't stop falling. He struggled a few times. Finally he couldn't resist the natural call. He closed his eyes completely, but his smile froze. That moment.

Ji Yijun stood staring, not knowing when his face was full of tears mixed with blood.