Chapter 112 The Tribe's Desperate Realm

"Madman, that human is simply a madman!"

A fireball hit him, and the woman who was stripping her hands was blown to pieces, and he himself was burned by the blazing flames.

How insulting is it to burn a bald werewolf?

The fur of the zombie is like human hair, and the fireball of Ictor seems to have burned a samat to bald man.

As the chief, he was insulted so much, but he also lost the hope of leading the tribe to escape.

Only then did I give up my fantasy and decided to fight back.

When other humans saw this scene in front of them, their originally expecting to be rescued suddenly sank to the bottom.

This wizard seems not easy to mess with.

"Uh, or give me some spears, let me join you!"

"Partner Guard! Throw the Javelin!"

"I won! The tribe is saved!"

He pulled out the bloody spear from the blacksmith's body and threw it violently.

A human being begged for the word, but what he welcomed was a stripped butcher knife.

With the command of the captain Rat, three melee groups on the front of the gate rushed out of the bunker.

However, the rats did not give him a chance at all. Rats occasionally came out of the military formation, but they would soon shrink back into the tight front.

Originally, as a warrior, he was able to cause huge damage to the enemy in a melee.

Within thirty seconds, it was tied into a shower.

This hit Icket's pain point.

He did not dare to resist the stripping of the spear formation and had to squeeze to the flanks, and finally stabbed a rat man.

The iron head guard of the rat man was directly depressed.

"The warriors of the tribe! Kill all these humans! Then follow me to fight to the death!"

It is better for humans to survive, but Ictor will not exchange his precious rats. The current rat mouth is not as good as he can squander it.

The blacksmith could only watch and the spearhead he created himself completely penetrated.

The back hurt, and he had to divert his target. At this time, other teams of rats had already arrived to support him, and five rats grabbed his spear.

Before a leather maker could react, the sharp bamboo javelin stabbed the zombie that smashed him into pieces. The javelin was stuck next to him, almost piercing his left leg.

I couldn't help but think of this.

The javelin that was attacking rapidly instantly pierced the backs of dozens of werewolves.

At this moment, Ictor also dragged his big sword and led the rats to the zombie.

But for Ictor, it is absolutely impossible to negotiate with people who threaten him, especially foreign races.

Only a short werewolf escaped, but was quickly scared and lost his will to fight.

Without hesitation, he clenched his fists and rushed towards the weird mage who was using the big sword.

The stripped off by the military formation was also overturned. He knew that no matter how many rats were killed at this time, it would be useless. The only hope for victory was to kill the human leader in front of him.

He hurriedly hid under the dead werewolf's belly and began to pretend to be dead.

However, the soldier's body was stripped like a hardwood. No matter how hard the rat man chopped it, he could only cut the surface into pieces, but he could not go deeper into it.

After all, the body of their warriors is already very different from that of mages. Not to mention the skills of melee combat, they can suppress them even if they use brute force.

At the critical moment of life and death, he also had some new insights. He felt that this punch was very strong and its strength was greater than before!

He now feels that the horned demon pigs that are raging in the forest can be killed with just one punch!

The spearmen are inconvenient to maneuver, and the flanks are swordsmen responsible for cover. Even if the zombies want to go around to the more flanks to impact their formation, there will be a long-range team to solve the problem.

These humans can only seek blessings for themselves.

They were just using all kinds of weapons in their hands to smash humans, and they had no time to hide.

The leather maker swallowed the blood and his expectation for survival was weaker.

Ictor would not watch the zombies kill all humans, but he would not stop using long-range means that could cause accidental damage.

The tribal warriors shouted strange language and charged at the spear formation.

It really gave up all the face of our ancestors!

With the determination to win, he pulled out and swung a confident punch.

If even the mage can't beat melee battles, then stripping yourself will find an old crooked tree to hang it.

I can't seize the opportunity to be alone.

Puba thought that even if the mage on the opposite side didn't care about the life or death of the same kind, he would kill them all and disgusted the other side.

Other werewolves were dead, and those who were injured were injured, so they could still rely on the warrior in front of them for a while.

This leather craftsman is undoubtedly lucky, but there are also humans who are unfortunate. Next to him, there is an unlucky guy who was hit by a javelin and could only twitch helplessly.

Thirty rats held bamboo poles and ran faster, and when the distance was enough, they suddenly threw the javelin out of their hands.

Although these humans are limited in number, they should have mastered the tribe's intelligence and some production skills, otherwise the werewolves would not have left them until now.

Pibayan watched the tribes fall one by one, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

This is a strong enemy, and Ictor knew that he had to deal with this guy quickly.

However, the rat man seemed to be not afraid of death at all, roared and grabbed his spear. On the other side, his combat companion rushed forward with a roar and slashed his peeling body with a long sword.

More women and children who lack combat effectiveness cannot even initiate a charge, and can only passively defend and wait for death.

Ictor looked at the captain beside him, who drew his sword from the spiritual gods.

If you want to use war to support your war, you cannot consume light without gaining it in a war.

As a result, the crowded battlefield became spacious instantly, and Ictor soon left the chieftain who was struggling with the rat man.

Blood fell on the huge rock at the entrance of the village, staining it with blood.

He waved the great sword and swung all the last wave of zombies in front of him to death. The great sword directly cut off several zombies in half.

He had no choice but to loosen the spear, but then he grabbed the rat man who killed him, exerted force with his fist, and beat him to death in two strokes.

The warrior's fist faced the mage's sword. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that he could use brute force to shake the sword in the other party's hand away.

Ictor had to take the punch in front of him seriously.

The level of stripping is not bad, and the visual power has reached the level of a second-level warrior.

In close combat, Ictor is obviously the one who suffers from the loss.

However, he is not a newbie who has just been out of the cage. As a mage with sufficient theoretical knowledge, he has countless ways to fight against the enemy.

First of all, the light technique that millions of melee mages love the most!
Chapter completed!