Mage Joan

The young mage in the form of the "Troll Demon" did not bother to pay attention to the group of hobgoblin guards behind him, and dismantled the large vajra sling by himself.

At the same time, he heard a burst of intensive "swish" breaking wind behind him.

In the next second, at least ten crossbows were shot on Qiao An's back, and they were all bounced back, nailed to the launcher themselves, making them eat their own fruits.

The giant bull demon is born with "damage reduction armor", 5 energy levels are automatically deducted from attacks on weapons other than cold iron and sacred attributes, plus "absolute shield", physical attacks below 12 energy level will not hurt Qiao An at all .

Before the airborne, Joan also blessed the "reverse arrow". Fortunately, the arrows shot by the hobgoblins did not hit him, and the hits would bounce back, which was like suicide.

Under the rain of arrows, Qiao An kicked down two vajra wood slings, then bent down and extended his arms, grabbing the two falling slings with both hands, picked it up without much effort, and turned around. The hobgoblin wolf cavalry thrown down the hillside.

boom! boom!

Two loud noises came one after another, the dust was flying under the hillside, and the screams were endless.

The giant bull demon incarnation of Qiao An grinned sneer, and suddenly struggling to stamp his feet, using the supernatural ability to "stomping waves."

The strong shock wave spread out from under his feet, knocking all the enemies in the 60-foot cone on the opposite side to the ground, stunned.

Qiao Ann took the opportunity to grab two more catapults and threw them at the dizzy hobgoblins and wolves as cannonballs.

In a blink of an eye, the 12 catapults on the position had been destroyed by Qiao An, and the hobgoblin wolf cavalry guarding the position also suffered heavy casualties. The rest were all scared and afraid to step forward to stop this crazy bullhead giant from doing it. damage.

Qiao Ann grabbed two more catapults, lifted them high, and threw them down the hillside, smashing the hobgoblins and running away embarrassedly, only to hate Shao for two legs.

At this moment, a familiar roar suddenly heard behind him, and then a wooden stick-like object hit his back. The strong impact made Qiao An's footsteps staggering, and a slight tingling came from behind.

With the size, strength and defensive power of the giant bull demon, the blow just now can force him to stagger and feel pain, and the destructive power is quite amazing.

With a hint of curiosity, Qiao An slowly turned around and looked at the enemy who had attacked him from behind, but a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Nine trolls, Scala, picked up a tree that he pulled out and used it as a weapon, because just now he tried his best to swing the tree and hit the troll demon, and the trunk had already been broken.

"beef!"

"Big beef!"

"The beef is delicious!"

"Scala wants to eat meat!"

"This can't be eaten!"

"The bull is too big! Scala can't beat it!"

"Idiot! How do you know you can't beat it without trying?!"

...

Scala's nine heads uttered a paradoxical roar, and in the end, impulsive minds occupied the majority. He threw away half of the stump, and threw his teeth and claws.

"Scala, don't mess around!"

Qiao An suddenly stomped her foot, inspiring the "stomping wave" to drop her **** on the ground, with eighteen eyes staring at gold stars.

Qiao Ann took a step forward, grabbed Scala by the neck with one hand, and lifted her up like a kitten.

"Scala! I'm Joan Vader, I used magic to become what I am now, don't you remember me?"

"Oh! Brother Joan, remember!"

"Of course Scala remembers!"

The nine faces of the nine trolls, their eyes widened at the same time, showing an expression of surprise.

"Little brother Qiao'an has become a great man, not good-looking!"

"It's still cute!"

"Nonsense! Whatever Joe Ann has become! He is also very handsome to be a cow!"

...

Seeing this monster quickly enter the "fan girl" state, with nine heads holding their own opinions and arguing endlessly, Qiao An couldn't help but sighed and put her back on the ground.

Scala chased after him like a stalker, asking questions around him, chattering with nine mouths.

"Little brother Qiao'an! Are you **** here?" The question raised by one of the heads is normal.

"Is beef delicious?" the other head then asked.

...

Joan selectively ignored Scala’s nonsensical questions and pointed to the catapult on the opposite side and said: "Goblins are my enemy. I want to destroy the catapults of the goblins."

"Oh! The enemy of Brother Joan is the enemy of Scala!"

"Scala is going to help Joe Ann destroy the catapult!"

"Is the catapult delicious?"

"Fool! Isn't it delicious? You'll know after a bite."

"Bah! Hard wood, stick your mouth! Not tasty!"

...

Seeing Scala hugging a catapult and gnawing wildly, Qiao Ann was angry and funny, patted her on the shoulder, and persuaded: "I don't need your help here, you go!"

"Why go?"

"Maybe other catapults are delicious!"

"Anyway, bite it all over again!"

...

"Didn't you come with Sharman?" Qiao An said helplessly, "That fellow Sharman is also my enemy, but you are my friend again. You run into this muddy water, making me very embarrassed. , It’s better to leave the battlefield now to avoid accidental injury."

"Oh! Okay, then, Scala listens to Joan!"

Qiao An didn’t understand why the nine trolls were willing to listen to her. Anyway, it’s not a bad thing. So she took a picture of "flying art" on her body, took out all the candy in the storage bag, and stuffed her as a gift. .

The nine trolls reluctantly said goodbye, soared into the air, gobbled up candy in their mouths, and flew back to the forest where Sharman was hiding.

Seeing a beam of light rising in the clearing from a distance, Scala immediately realized that Sharman was going to use his housekeeping skills again and was going to sneak away. The sugar didn't care about it, so he flew over at full speed.

Taking a closer look, Sharman was indeed standing in the teleportation formation, playing the "Mantra of Return", and the orc chief Kul'jin followed.

"Haha! Cunning Sharman, don't try to sneak away!"

Scala rushed forward triumphantly, rushing into the teleportation formation before Sharman completed the casting ceremony, the figure melted into the teleportation brilliance, and disappeared from the forest in a blink of an eye.

...

On the hillside, Qiao An finally coaxed the nine trolls away. He was about to continue destroying the catapult. Suddenly, he felt his scalp tightened. A spirit of magic tried to invade his mind, forcing him to give up destroying the catapult and attack the one behind him. The caster.

Someone is casting the 1st ring magic "forced duel" on me?

Qiao An was surprised secretly, concentrated on suppressing the "forced duel", and turned to look at the caster—the hobgoblin lord riding a tyrannosaurus.

"Do you want to fight me?"

Qiao An tilted his head to look at Le Tu, sneered and shook his fingers, making no secret of the contempt in his eyes.

"Sorry, you are too weak, I am not interested."

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