Chapter 370 Wyvern

"In less than five years, he will definitely become a Juggernaut, and even, his achievements may be even higher in the future..." This is Dean's evaluation of the orc. If this invincible orc can stay in the Templars, give a deputy A senior position is necessary, but it's a pity that the orcs treat him very coldly, and every time he approaches, the orcs run away to hide.

Fortunately, the orc has no plans to leave, as long as he stays in the templar mercenary group, he will still have a chance, and the orc brothers are too kind, and they even brought three young mages with quite good strength, although every battle Those guys hid far away, but at least they were three potential mages...

"Who, we are in someone else's territory now, can we not sleep so dead? You can continue to sleep, and later they will kill you while you are asleep..."

William Merlin broke into the tent and saw the dragonblood orc lying on his back, sleeping like a dead dog, he was so angry that he let out a low growl.

"Does my sleeping have anything to do with you..."

After all, Xie Duan is also a sixth-level great swordsman. The moment William Merlin broke in, he was awakened, rubbed his eyes angrily, and looked dissatisfied at William Merlin who was standing on his hips and looking down on him.

Damn, I'm afraid of Lord Merlin, but you are nothing, William Merlin, you can't beat the powerful off-duty Lord, if it weren't for the fact that you are Lord Merlin's cousin, you would have brought massacre to the ground... It was hard to get rid of it Lord Merlin, you can live a peaceful life for a few days, but now, this William Merlin actually ran over to criticize him again.

Especially the phrase "that who" deeply hurt the off-duty heart, and roared violently from the bottom of his heart, you people whose surname is Merlin. Mr. Off-duty will make you look good sooner or later!

Off-duty adults are not easy to bully!

Hmph, just look at the attitude of Sword Master Dean of the Knights Templar Mercenary Corps towards Mr. Off-duty. It is almost as if he is going to treat Mr. Off-duty as a lord... Mr. Off-duty is no longer the bully he used to be Dragon blood orcs!

"Of course it has something to do with it." William Merlin didn't bother to take a look at off-duty, and said as a matter of course: "You sleep. Then who will watch the night? Don't forget, there are many powerful people in this camp, and the three major mercenary groups in Oakland are all here. .”

"Why?!" Shudu yelled almost with all his strength. In front of Lord Merlin, he might only dare to whisper, but he didn't dare to let Merlin hear him. But now that Lord Merlin is not here, he has nothing to worry about, and his attitude is naturally much tougher: "Mr. Off-duty, you are also qualified to drive him?"

"When Cousin Mafa was around, you were the one who kept vigil..." William Merlin sneered, "Among the four, you are the one who has the most experience in vigil. Whoever you don't go to."

"You...you are not Lord Merlin!" Xie Ban's nose was almost crooked, he gritted his teeth, he would die if he didn't mention the past of Lord Xie Ban...

It's all about the damn contract.

"The dragon blood orc is unwilling to keep watch? How can this work without him? We don't feel safe when we sleep..." Rosemelin's lazy voice came from outside the camp.

"I can't help but he won't go, but I heard that the dragonblood orcs have been very close to a certain deputy head of the Templar Knights recently... Cousin Marfa must not let this matter know, otherwise the orc brothers will be miserable "Lion Merlin said with a smile outside, but he said it very loudly on purpose.

at the same time. A ball of flames danced in Leon Merlin's hand, and a ray of fire was transmitted to the camp along with the scorching breath...

"I'm going right now..." Xiuban rushed out of the tent with a single stride, carrying the massacre weighing several thousand catties.

That's Lord Seodos! In case it makes it uncomfortable, come and talk to yourself about life...

Those horrific memories of the past reappeared in an instant, it was so frightening...

Moreover, that bastard Leon Merlin was obviously threatening him. If Lord Merlin really found out, even if he had nothing to do with that damned deputy head. I'm afraid I won't forgive myself lightly.

I have to say that the damn deputy head is really brave. Not long ago, he dared to blatantly dig a wall in front of Lord Merlin. This kind of death is quite good, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a little expert...

But. If you want to die, you can die, why do you drag the adults off duty...

In the future, I have to hide far away and never say a word to him again.

In this way, Lord Merlin will not doubt his loyalty...

Shuban sat by the fire, cursing non-stop, from William Merlyn to Leon Merlin, then to Rose Merlyn, and then to Mafa Merlin, finally, Shuban was still puzzled and grinned in a low voice Cursed: "Merlin, there is no good thing..."

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Depend on!

Off-duty was startled by the earth-shattering sound and jumped up. He didn't forget to look around to make sure it wasn't Lord Merlin, so he was relieved and turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

"Wyverns! There are seven or eight heads in total... Oh no, it should be dozens of heads... more than a hundred... Damn, I can't count, I can't count..."

The sharpshooter of the Templar Mercenary Corps, who was in charge of the night watch, screamed in vain.

Wyvern...

The people in the entire camp were awakened by the sharpshooter's screams. In an instant, many people rushed out of the tents and looked up at the sky. Wherever they looked, there were dense green dots...

This is undoubtedly a disaster.

Hundreds of Wyverns, even if their level is not very high, only around level 18, but the number is outrageously large, pouring over the sky and covering the sky, spraying venom into the camp in the valley... The people of the big mercenary group, hiding in any corner of the valley, could not escape the erosion of the venom.

In an instant, the venom fell like raindrops, and screams rang out one after another. Wyvern itself is an eighteenth-level monster. Ordinary mercenaries are almost incomprehensible when they encounter a little bit of venom. The shield and body protection battle qi can't resist the poison at all, and it won't take long for the body to rot and die.

To resist the venom of the Wyvern, one needs at least the level of a mage or a great swordsman. Only such a strong person can resist the venom with their own magic power and body protection fighting spirit... But it is only resistance, as the venom Keep falling, and sooner or later the magic power and body protection fighting spirit will be exhausted.

Although the sudden appearance of the wyvern at the beginning really made the mercenaries in the entire valley into a mess, but it didn't take long for the chaos to disappear, replaced by a well-trained counterattack, one after another, the magician, the big sword Master, soaring into the sky, strong magical elements permeated everywhere, full of grudges, and if someone was injured, there would be a substitute...

The great swordsmen and grandmasters in the mercenary regiment have no ability to fly, but they also played an important role, attacking in a uniform manner. Whenever the wyvern falls to a low altitude, it will be immediately hit by countless ice picks, frost Spears, vindictiveness flooded...

It really deserves to be the top mercenary force in Auckland!

To deal with wyverns, the advantages of the archer profession are highlighted. In the center of the camp is a team of two to three hundred people. Without exception, they are all spirit archers. They cooperate with each other tacitly. Hundreds of people shot together, densely packed The arrow pierced the sky, and dozens of bipedal dragons let out sharp screams...

Leading this team of spiritual archers are more than twenty powerful sharpshooters. Under their leadership, the arrows harvested life crazily, and shot and killed at least a dozen bipedal dragons every round.

A team of mages formed by the three major mercenary regiments surrounded the archers in the center, and the sound of singing lions resounded continuously. Their task was to ensure the safety of the archers, help set up shields, or It is to release boost spells for archers.

For a while, all the Wyverns above their heads were cleared.

However, densely packed wyverns flooded the sky and covered the sky... and blocked the sky for an instant, and countless venom fell on the shield set up by the mage team, and then, another round of shooting , again and again, it seems that there will never be an end...

Boom!

In the air in the northwest corner of the camp, a powerful sword qi suddenly swept over and slashed at a wyvern. In an instant, this wyvern, which was about the size of a human, had its wings cracked and its whole body They were all fine cracks, and with a sharp wailing, they were completely torn apart.

This is just a wave of sword energy...

At this time, a fierce battle was taking place not far away. A king of flying dragons, which was more than ten times larger than ordinary bipedal dragons, was fighting with a sword master in full swing.

There is a strange green radiance on the body of the Flying Dragon King. Anyone who has a little knowledge of Warcraft will know that this green radiance contains a strong poison, and it tightly wraps the huge body of the Flying Dragon King. It is for this reason, The Juggernaut didn't dare to get close, so he could only release his grudge from a distance.

The Juggernaut is Dean's deputy head of the Templar Knights Mercenary Group. He holds a one-handed sword at the level of a true spirit. It can be said that he has unparalleled combat power. into the downwind.

"Damn it, what level is this damn flying dragon king..."

Dean wanted to die already. The fighting power of this Flying Dragon King is really scary. He can at least display the strength of a third-level sword master. He was suppressed to death from the beginning of the battle. This is not a big deal, in the battle with the King of Flying Dragons, two-legged flying dragons kept rushing towards him, so that in just a few minutes, there were more than a dozen wounds on his body.

This is still in the case of body protection fighting spirit...

The three major mercenary forces are intriguing. With Dean's wisdom, he will never take the initiative to fight against the King of Flying Dragons, but he was forced to do so. The northwest corner of the camp is full of Templar mercenaries. If he doesn't restrain the Flying Dragon King, the members of the Templar Mercenary Corps are likely to be completely wiped out...

Damn, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be so cheap...

Not long ago, if I hadn't pierced the last layer of window paper, the three major mercenary regiments still maintained a polite attitude. At this time, I can lower my face and ask them for help...

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything now, and I'm being suppressed everywhere, and the more I fight, the more dangerous I become...

what?

Dean suddenly discovered that an acceleration spell fell on him, and his speed climbed to the limit immediately, and he narrowly escaped the venom attack of the King of Flying Dragons...

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