Paladin of Asgard

The cannon fodder troops of the Scrims had been exhausted, leaving only the hardened and elite troops. Even so, their numbers were still extremely large, and they surrounded the camp layer by layer.

Compared with the cannon fodder who didn't even wear much clothes before, these Scrims elites are not only well-equipped, but also obviously superior in intelligence.

When the cannon fodder Scrims rushed to kill, they only read a few words back and forth, and then went on a rampage, obviously with very low intelligence. They are not so much warriors as war beasts.

The elite Sklins in front of us are different. They have already shown certain fighting skills, and sometimes communicate with their companions, although judging from their demeanor and actions, the content of their communication is not complicated. Most of them are "Why are you so hot? ", "Will you fight", "Don't take my head" and other curses...

After the battle just now, the protoss soldiers who were in a state of exhaustion could no longer kill these Scrims elites with one blow.

The number of wounded soldiers increased, and the dead began to appear.

More and more Scrims rushed into the camp.

Commander Heimdall led a group of soldiers to fight the enemy in the camp, and medical officer Scala was responsible for leading people to protect non-combatants such as doctors.

A big opening was torn somewhere in the outer defense line, and a large number of Skrinsians rushed in and went straight to the doctor's place.

Scala roared, and once again created a large piece of thunder, and the arc was like a dragon snake, flying towards the enemy.

"boom!"

But this time there are too many enemies, and the damage of these lightning bolts is far from enough.

The soldiers around Scala went into battle one after another. They hadn't made a move before, and they were currently in good condition in the camp, so they easily dealt with these enemies.

"boom!"

A Sklins head landed at Rowe's feet, and dark green blood splashed onto his feet, and a strong stench came over his face.

Sigurd covered his mouth and nose, and said, "You can feel the disgust of the Skrillians."

Rowe nodded.

"Ah!" At this moment, a somewhat familiar scream came.

Rowe turned his head to look, but saw that not far away, Ander was surrounded by a group of Skreins.

Ander's hands, feet, body, and neck were tightly hugged by more than one enemy. He screamed several times in succession, and was about to fall to the ground. The situation was very critical.

Rowe clenched his right hand holding the Fist of Veligan, then gritted his teeth slightly, and rushed over.

"What are you doing! Come back!" Sigurd was taken aback.

Luo Wei turned a deaf ear, clenched the fist of Veligan with his right hand, and summoned the holy deed in his heart.

In an instant, a thick layer of holy light was like armor, wrapping the fist of Veligan, and the mysterious runes on it circulated endlessly, exuding a sacred aura.At the same time, flames also lingered out, wrapping around the warhammer.

With a distance of more than ten steps away from the enemy, Luo Wei roared and swung vigorously.

Trial!

An energy hammer composed of holy light and flames shot out from the Fist of Veligan at an extremely fast speed, and smashed into a group of Scrims in an instant.

"boom!"

A Scrimsman was directly smashed into two pieces, and several companions around him were also sent flying by the power of the holy light and flames, either dead or injured.

A trial successfully attracted a lot of hatred, and nearly half of the Scrims who originally surrounded Ander rushed towards Rowe.

Luo Wei's expression remained unchanged, his hands clenched the fist of Veligan tightly, and the light of the holy light and the flames were released simultaneously, very dazzling.

Holy Light Strikes!

The Holy Light Strike swept across with a hammer, and several Scrims were killed, their chests were sunken when they were hit, and their brains burst out on the spot when they were hit in the head!

However, this power did not meet Luo Wei's expectations.

In the face of evil targets, Shengguang's lethality will be enhanced, which was verified when he dealt with thieves before.

However, when attacking the Skrins, the power of the Holy Light does not seem to be strengthened.What is the reason?

Aren't the Skrillians evil?

Luo Wei was puzzled, but he didn't dare to stop with the warhammer in his hand.

Virigan's fist swept across, and the power of the flames surged, often drawing hot and dazzling flame trails in midair, like shooting stars.

For a while, the Scrims couldn't get close at all.

Rowe approached Ander while killing the Scrims.

"Ander, are you all right?" he called.

The enemy was reduced by half, and Ander naturally fought back vigorously, brandishing a big sword in his hand, and beheaded several Scrims one after another, temporarily escaping from the siege.

"Rowei, why is it you?" Seeing that it was Luo Wei who saved him, Andel asked panting.

Rowe swung his hammer to deal with the continuously rushing Sklins, and said, "Didn't you ask me to take care of you?"

Ander was still a little unbelievable, and shook his head: "I didn't expect this kind of scene."

The inexhaustible Scrims surrounded them again.

The two immediately turned their backs to each other, each facing an enemy, and stood firm in the encirclement.

I have to say, as Sigurd said, the Scrims are really disgusting. Not only do they stink of blood, but they also like to spit crazily during battles. However, their saliva secretion is amazing, profuse and smelly, very Affect people's mood.

Rowe would rather be stabbed a few times than face the bodily fluids of the Scrims.

Just as he was thinking this, a Scrimsman took aim at the space and approached him, stabbing Rowe in the arm with a knife.

This is not a sharp weapon. Even if it was pierced with a sharp blade, it managed to cut a wound on Luo Wei's arm, and blood overflowed.

poison!

Rowe knew that there was poison on the knife, but the Skrillians attacked him more violently, leaving him no time to take out the antidote.

With the onset of the toxicity, his movements gradually became a little sluggish.

This poison can't really hurt the Aesir, and the effect will dissipate quickly, but on the battlefield, the slowness of movement is also very fatal.

So after a while, Luo Wei got a few more minor injuries, and the poison in his body that was about to be resolved by the immunity of the gods was also replenished.

Damn, when I learn the Holy Storm, I'll kill you Scrims!

Luo Wei was so angry that he cursed in his heart.

The Scrims who rushed up became more elite, better equipped, and more skilled in fighting.

Ander was in a very bad state at this time, with multiple injuries on his body, including his neck, he was out of breath, and might fall down at any time.

Rowe wasn't much better either.

This battle not only caused him many injuries, but also had very little power of the Holy Light left. It is estimated that he can only use the Holy Light spell once more.

In addition to the Holy Light Strike that he has mastered, he now has several spell fragments of [Judgment] and [Sword of Justice].

It's a pity that neither of these two is a group attack spell like [Holy Storm], which is of little significance in the current situation.

The battle is still going on.

Not far from Ander, a fully armored Sklins appeared. His expression was unusually calm, completely different from the tyranny of other Sklins.

At this moment, the Scrimsman was approaching slowly, holding a spear while staring at Andel coldly, as if waiting for an opportunity.

"A lord of Scrims..."

Ander gasped and said something in a low voice, looking vigilant.