Paladins of Asgard

Just when Rowe noticed this, a cold wind hit.

He hurriedly dodged, but still couldn't dodge completely. A big knife slashed, and with a bang, it slashed into the inner armor of his shoulders, causing a slight pain.

Luo Wei groaned and wanted to turn around to fight back, but another spear stabbed from the side.

The spear had a sharp angle, and it went straight to the armpit, avoiding the protection of the inner armor, and piercing into his flesh and blood.

"Ah!" Rowe couldn't help shouting as a strong sting hit, turning his head to look.

The spear bearer is a gray-skinned predator of unknown race, with a pig's head and a slightly bloated body.

He was about to stab again, but Rowe turned to his side, grabbed the spear and pulled it hard.

"Hum!"

The pig-headed man was shocked and angry, and he tug-of-war with Luo Wei.

During the tug-of-war with the pig-headed man, a thought flashed in Luo Wei's mind: Why does this spear feel weird?

But right now, he doesn't have time to think about it. The thought flashed by and there was a breeze around him. Naturally, the knife-wielding attacker was ready to attack again.

Rowe gritted his teeth, changed his posture while holding the spear tightly, and swung the hammer to block in a very awkward posture.

The one holding the knife was also a looter. He had no time to withdraw the large knife in his hand, and the fist of Verrigan struck, the two immediately collided, and the flames circulated.

"Crack!"

The quality of this broadsword is not bad. Although it was cracked by Verrigan's fist, it did not break.

"Ah!" The Marauder was burned to both hands by the flames of Verrigan's Fist. He couldn't help screaming at the moment.

Taking this opportunity, Luo Wei suddenly exerted force with his left hand and snatched the pig-headed man's spear.

"Hum!" The pig-headed man shouted, so angry that he was about to rush up to fight Luo Wei with his bare hands.

However, reason still prevailed. Seeing that he was defenseless, hesitation flashed in his eyes. After all, he didn't have the courage to confront the Protoss, but turned his head and ran away quickly.

Luo Wei explained him flawlessly. At this moment, apart from the knife-wielding robbers not far away, the surrounding Skrinsians were also pouring in one after another, almost drowning him.

In a blink of an eye, he was hugged by a bunch of Scrins, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, struggling with every move.

The knife-wielding attacker hesitated for two seconds, finally gritted his teeth, and at the right moment, stepped forward to swing the knife, leaving a wound on Rowe's arm and then withdrew like lightning.

Rowe was in pain, let out a groan, and looked at the attacker with hatred.

He swung his hammer violently, and the flames of Verrigan's Fist drew a dazzling trajectory in mid-air, and the Skrinsians around him were immediately swept away.

Seeing this, the knife-wielding attacker quickly backed away, being extremely careful.

Soon, Rowe was entangled by the Scrins again, and the two sides were at a stalemate.

The knife-wielding attacker stared at it for half a minute, seized the opportunity again, left a wound on Rowe's body, and retreated like lightning.

The wound this time was near the neck, which was very dangerous, and Luo Wei couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

The looter showed pride on his face, swung a big knife in his hand, and even said a lame Asgardian: "Protoss, you are doomed!"

Rowe looked around, finally gritted his teeth, looked at the Marauder, and clenched Verrigan's fist.

The Marauder's expression froze, and he quickly took a step back, pacing carefully.

But Rowe raised his warhammer high and slammed the ground.

The sword of justice!

The raider was stunned for a moment, and then an energy long sword intertwined with holy light and flames sprang out from under his feet and penetrated his body instantly!

"Boom!"

The Holy Light erupted and swept away with the flames, clearing out some of the Scrins. The pointer of the Holy Light also dissipated, and the sin ended.

The power of the Holy Light in Luo Wei's body is not much, and it is too dangerous to stay in the enemy's area.

He immediately seized the opportunity and activated another divine protection technique. He ran all the way through the dense Scrins cannon fodder camp, and finally jumped back to the camp's defense line.

"Call—"

Luo Wei exhaled a long breath, wiped his sweat, took out the healing stone, rubbed it into powder and sprinkled it on the wound.

The wound was itchy for a while, and it scabbed over in a blink of an eye.

"How is it?" Ander asked without looking back while fighting.

Rowe said, "Two looters were killed."

"Good job. What are you holding in your hand?" Ander asked again.

"A handful of long..." Luo Wei stopped abruptly when he was halfway through his words. He blinked, seeming to be a little confused.

He took a closer look at the spear he snatched from the pig-headed man, only to feel that the more he looked at it, the more strange it became.

The spear body of this spear is made of an unknown wood, painted with many faded pale gold patterns, which looks ancient and mysterious.

The spear head is silver, separated from the spear body by a slot, and the shape is no different, it is also a stick-shaped, but there is a spike on the top. The sharpness of this spike is not bad, it can pierce the skin of the Protoss, but the length is very insincere, only the length of the little finger.

All in all, the shape of this thing is not like a spear for melee combat at all, and it feels very light.

After observing for a long time, he seemed to have thought of something, and the holy light surged in his hand.

Immediately, the holy light poured into the "spear" naturally, and flickered endlessly on its silver top.

What spear, this is clearly a staff!

The pig-headed raider picked up a staff from somewhere, but he didn't know the product, so he used it as a spear in melee combat. Fortunately, the staff was strong, otherwise it would have been broken. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

How about trying this staff.

Rowe held the staff and pointed at the enemy camp.

Judgment!

The holy light surged, and then a holy light tip shot out from the top of the staff, immediately piercing several Skrinsians.

It's pretty useful.

Rowe clearly felt that in terms of releasing long-range spells, this staff was more suitable than Verrigan's Fist.

good.

Rowe looked at the staff in his hand and was overjoyed.

"Boom!"

Outside the camp, the battle between Gus and Kronan warriors finally ended, and the huge body of Kronan warriors fell to the ground, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Gus raised the warhammer high: "Asgard, invincible!"

The morale of the camp immediately rose.

The battle situation is changing rapidly, and the balance of victory is tipping.

In the end, it was natural that the Protoss defeated the enemy again, and the remaining Skrins and looters retreated one after another.

Because of the participation of the marauders, some wounded with complicated injuries appeared in this battle. It is not enough for the soldiers to use the healing stone by themselves. Luo Wei was busy treating the wounded until the middle of the night before he could rest.

Sitting in an open space, Luo Wei was about to take out the holy deed, when Ander suddenly came from not far away and sat down: "There is some news you must want to know."

Rowe was a little tired and asked with his eyes.

"Asgard is about to have a large-scale military deployment, and a considerable number of people in this camp will be transferred to Jotunheim," Ander said.

Luo Wei was taken aback for a moment: "Jotunheim? When?"

"This year."

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