No One Knows the One Punch Maiden Better Than Me

The ice shield instantly shattered.

The arrow roared directly from the extraordinary elf's shoulder, and half of the shoulder was instantly torn and shattered. The blood turned into a thick fog and spread in midair.

Watching this scene, Baiyin couldn't control a smile on his face, the reinforcements have finally arrived.

Reinforcements from the Gentlemen's Training Club!

This is the power of the shooter.

Sure enough, they are indeed the group of people in the Gentlemen's Training Association. The strength of these people is absolutely unquestionable.

Human masters are not inferior to elves.

not at all.

Although the elves are favored by the heavens, so what?

Among the tens of thousands, hundreds of millions of human beings, there are naturally warriors who do not admit defeat. These people do not have the favor of the gods, but with their talents and hard work, they finally climbed to the level not weaker than The elves are even more powerful.

Humans are not weaker than elves.

The shooter was the first one. On the other side of the sky, a group of crimson flames appeared. It was not a shooting star, but the legendary life fire phoenix. It spread a pair of huge red wings, and its body looked like a shooting star. Usually, it whizzed over from mid-air.

That's Phoenix.

On the ground, a figure shuttled quickly like a ghost.

Wherever they went, the throats of the elves were instantly torn, and their heads were separated from their bodies. That was Athena.

Experts from the gentlemen's seminar appeared one by one.

One, two, ten, twenty...

Not all the people from the Gentlemen's Training Club appeared here, but there were a total of thirty-six people, and there were more than twenty at least.

Moreover, it seems that there is no Perseus, that is, the figure of the first president.

Baiyin suspected that for some reason, that guy couldn't leave his hiding place and couldn't show his strength.

The vast majority of human beings don't even understand what's going on, why there are so many masters suddenly appearing, and where do these masters come from?

Although they don't know why there are so many masters, but... at least they know one thing, that is, these masters are their companions.

When these more than twenty masters appeared, the combat power at the top level was instantly leveled.

A violent battle appeared.

In the sky, there is completely raging energy.

Water, fire, earth, wind and thunder, and all kinds of mysterious and powerful weird abilities are being released to their heart's content.

Suddenly, in this piece of sky, it completely became an inaccessible area.

All of them are strong men in the extraordinary realm, and all of them have the power to destroy a city.

Nine-star level elves are even forced to descend to the ground, otherwise, the turbulent energy flow in the sky, even the nine-star powerhouse, might not be able to bear it and be torn to pieces.

Moreover, it is not safe even on the ground, and you have to worry about the terrible force that may fall from the sky at any time.

The soldiers on the ground, mixed with those elves, advanced in a mess. The originally neat team was completely destroyed at this time.

However, the real disaster has only just begun. When these soldiers were advancing rapidly, their feet suddenly became soft, and they stepped on the air, crackling, like dumplings, and a dozen soldiers suddenly fell to a big place. Inside the pit, the body was mercilessly pierced by the metal soil in the big pit.

On the originally flat ground, a rope suddenly appeared, and the soldiers who had no time to dodge were tripped directly, and on the ground in front of them, sharp spikes emerged one after another.

The ground is even more sprinkled with sharp triangular shapes, and when the soldiers stepped on it, they could easily pierce through the combat boots.

And all the spikes and sharp blades are almost all smeared with deadly poison.

What, you say shameless, shameless?

are you kidding me?

This is a fucking war like genocide. At this time, who the hell cares about being shameless or not.

This is war, and victory is the only goal. For these people, as long as they can win, no matter how shameless the means are, they can all be used.

Similar traps are everywhere.

A rectangular area hundreds of meters in front of the city wall is full of such traps. If one is not careful, he will fall into the road. In this case, there is not much chance to detoxify.

A group of elves kept cursing, despicable humans, and at the same time wanted to speed up and rush through this area.

But at this moment, on the left and right sides in front of the city wall, two... no, three, and even from behind, a cavalry appeared out of nowhere.

All light cavalry.

These people did not carry any armor or anything like that, nor were they equipped with any weapons other than longbows and sharp arrows.

Similarly, the arrowheads were all smeared with green venom.

There is only one requirement for this special equipment, and that is to ensure the speed and agility of the three horse archers to be the strongest.

The number is not particularly large, but there are hundreds of thousands, all of which are the best of all cavalry, equipped with the best mounts.

Just after it appeared, the war horse didn't even stop at all. It flew past like a gust of wind, bowed and set arrows, and the dense arrows, like raindrops, were directly submerged from three directions.

Suddenly, there was another scream from the crowd below.

Even some elves have been tricked.

Originally, these elves didn't care about this kind of minor injury. Although it was very painful, they pulled the arrows away and prepared to go over and kill these cavalry archers.

But... Soon, these elves felt a feeling of paralysis gradually spread from their bodies, and the toxin was spreading rapidly.

"Damn bastard..."

"Shameless guy."

"shameless."

"Dirty life..."

One by one, the elves yelled at this situation, and had to mobilize their own strength to forcibly suppress the toxins in their bodies, preventing the toxins from erupting in their bodies, and at the same time chased them down, trying to kill these light cavalrymen.

However, these light cavalry immediately turned around and ran away after a round of shooting.

Because it is equipped with the best war horses and the lightest outfit on the body, the speed of escape is definitely very fast. Even at the speed of elves, it is difficult to catch up with the speed of these excellent war horses.

Most of the elves had to give up, and only the fastest wind attribute elves could barely catch up with their own special power.

It's just that these wind elves didn't notice that before they knew it, they were far away from the main force.

When the light cavalry in front suddenly dispersed, the number of nine-star masters from different countries and churches that appeared in front of them far exceeded their own...

It has to be said that these old generals are really a group of quite insidious guys.

The strength gap between the two sides is too large, not only the gap in the number of extraordinary realms, but also the gap in the nine-star level.

For these veteran generals, if they want to win this war, they must make careful plans.

First of all, as far as the extraordinary realm is concerned, no matter what price is paid, the opponent's people must be held back, otherwise the extraordinary realm will deal with ordinary soldiers, it will be a dimensionality reduction blow, and there is no room for resistance at all.

But now, because of the appearance of the members of the Gentleman Training Association, the power of the extraordinary realm has been leveled.

In this case, these old generals don't need to care so much. Is there a big gap in nine stars?so what?

The nine-star level is not insurmountable.

A few, a dozen, or even dozens of eight-star masters can completely deal with a nine-star master.

Humans, because of their superiority in overall numbers, can pick out a large number of eight-star masters to fill this vacancy.

But if this is the case, it is purely based on numbers, and the art of war has been lost. The purpose of war is victory, and the art of war is to win with the least loss.

Proud elves, arrogant and irritable.

This is where it is very easy to take advantage of.

The provocation of the light cavalry easily divided these elves into different groups.

Gather excellent, absolutely crushing power to eliminate the fastest batch and reduce the number of elves.

Although the battle in front of the city wall was quite brutal, it would definitely take a long time to break through the city, and during this period of time, harassment from the left and right, and even the rear, would annoy these elves .

And those various traps and poisons will make these elves run wild and lose their minds.

In war, what is played is not only the competition on the battlefield, but also the psychological confrontation.

In this regard, the elves can be said to be at an absolute disadvantage.

Even if the opponent's nine-star masters are two or three times as strong as their own, but... this battle will still not be lost.

call……

Baiyin glanced at the surroundings and the ground, everyone was enjoying themselves.

On my own side, it seems that it has almost started.

Just hundreds of meters in front of Baiyin, it was the Elf King.

The Elf King's face was distorted ferociously, and his eyes were about to split open. In the Elf King's heart, his hatred for Baiyin could be said to have reached an unprecedented limit.

It is because this bastard elves suffered an unprecedented loss this time.

The original crushing situation has become an evenly matched situation, and this situation is bad for the elves.

After all, the elves do not have a huge numerical advantage like humans do.

There is only one way to quickly end the war, and that is to kill the woman in front of him as soon as possible, so that he can have a chance to free himself and destroy other humans.

"Woman, you don't even know what you did. You will die. In the name of the Elf King, you will die here today." The Elf King growled in a low voice.

He held Gungnir tightly in his hand, and lightning was wrapped around it like a giant python.

Baiyin tilted his head, seemed to think about it for a while, and then stretched out his right hand. Likewise, a Gungnir appeared in Baiyin's palm.

It seems that it is not inferior to the one of the Elf King, and a thunderbolt is also flickering.

"Well, I seem to have your weapon too..."

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