Chapter 306 Tragic

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Outside the city of thorns, thousands of slave creatures roared together, and behind the terrifying slave creatures of various shapes, there were magicians wrapped in robes.

"Go!" The leading dark blue robe magician just pointed a finger, and all the slave creatures seemed to have been beaten with blood, their eyes were red, wrapped in a stench, and rushed towards this weak city of living goblins.

It is indeed weak. From the point of view of these slave creatures who have survived countless battles and battles, this living fairy city is ridiculously weak.

All kinds of activated goblins at the top of the city were crowded, spitting out a little mucus, and the sky quickly turned into a green ocean, rushing towards the outermost members of the slave army.

Slave creatures are the magician's cannon fodder, but there are also cannon fodder in the cannon fodder. For example, these slave creatures are squeezed in the outermost periphery. Most of them are not strong, but they can resist two-thirds of the slime blow.

These poor guys have no backers and no strength, and can only be corroded into a pool of acid water after screaming in pain.

To activate the mucus spewed by fairies, so far magicians have discovered several restraint methods, but all of them cannot be applied on a large scale.

The cost is so high that all the magicians can't take good care of them, so how can they be of any help to these slave creatures.

They can only use life resistance.

Rows of weak slave creatures fell down, but more powerful slave creatures were added behind. The current loss is only temporary. Judging from their participation in many battles with revitalized goblins, as long as they can get close to those revitalized goblins, Entering hand-to-hand combat mode, these animate goblins will reveal their weakest side to them.

Ordinary activated goblins with weak strength, the mucus spewing after the group is somewhat deterrent, but the combat ability of a single is not enough.

Of course, among the slave creature cannon fodders in the front row that were corroded by mucus from time to time, there was an exception, that is, the gray swamp crocodile with a body length of eight meters, not afraid of more and more mucus blows, but with faster Speed, rush to the head of the city of thorns.

This water-type beast that rolls in the mud all year round has a thick mud armor on its body that makes countless creatures ashamed. In addition, its hard scale armor also helps the swamp crocodile to block a lot of penetrating mud armor. Slime attack.

"I didn't expect that, there is another way." Locke, who was watching the battle from behind, grinned. The crystal ball in his hand was showing the heroic appearance of the swamp crocodile rushing towards the front line.

For slave creatures without any protective measures such as armor, having this mud armor can indeed help them resist a lot of mucus attacks.

However, the effect of the mud armor is quite limited. Just like the swamp crocodile in the crystal ball, while resisting a large number of city head activated goblins spewing acid, the thick mud armor is also visible to the naked eye. , was ablated.

That is the mucus that can melt steel armor and iron plates, and the mud armor formed with mud has limited effect.

When the mud armor on the body was corroded and countless mucus attacked again, the swamp crocodile in the crystal ball let out a painful roar, only to see its hard, crepe scales shining in the mucus. Under the impact, it slowly softened, and finally a smear of scarlet blood poured out from it, but it was the scales that were eventually corroded.

The follow-up successive blows are imminent, and this powerful quasi-rank Warcraft will soon encounter the same fate as other low-level slave creatures, turning into a pool of blood, leaving only the bones of the skeleton.

The blood-colored tide did not happen as expected, because in the sky, countless bright lights and nearly a hundred powerful magics fell like rain.

Bursting red flames!

Deep ice!

Heavy earth thorn!

Raging hurricane!

Harvest the beam of souls!

Torn machete!

. . . . . .

In front of this spectacular tide of elements, the mucus sprayed by the activated goblins at the head of the city of thorns seems so thin and unsupportable.

Before most of the slime could get close to the slave creatures in the front row, they were directly vaporized or frozen into ice cubes in front of the strong elemental tide.

The first floor is completely formed by the isolation zone of the element ocean, which is generated on the periphery of the city of thorns. This element ocean brings barrier and protection to the slave creatures below, and brings death and despair to the living fairies at the top of the city.

The swamp crocodile, whose body was corroded with several scars and spots, saw a flash of fear in the blind eye when he saw the elemental tide above his head, as if the elemental tide that was currently covering it was some kind of flood beast.

Needless to say, it must have been the elemental ocean that brought fear to the living fairies, and it has also landed on it or its people.

With a roar in the sky, the swamp crocodile wanted to use its sound to dispel the fear that it once brought.

Swinging the huge iron tail, the dark red in the one eye became deeper, the swamp crocodile took heavy steps and rushed towards the head of the city of thorns.

"Boom!" In a burst of fissures, the swamp crocodile slammed into the southwest wall of Thorns City.

This living fairy city built of wood did not block the desperate collision of the quasi-order monster swamp crocodile, and a huge circular hole appeared in the center of the city wall.

Behind the hole, there are countless shivering living fairies in the city.

The swamp crocodile hit him like this, and he couldn't bear it. He shook off the ferocious giant head, and on both sides of the barbed fangs, rows of wooden thorns pierced into the scales.

As the name suggests, the city of thorns is full of thorn trees, except that the city owner is a thorn people. These thorns have been transported to the city wall by the activated goblins as one of the defense equipment.

The swamp crocodile, whose face was covered with thorns, didn't care about his bloody scales. Instead, he didn't feel any pain. He took a step back, and then bumped into it again.

In the screams of countless activated goblins, the cross-sectional area of ​​this circular hole expanded a bit again.

Along with it, some of the live goblins defending the city were pulled out by the fangs and tongues of the swamp crocodile.

The scarlet long tongue flicked, and several activated goblin soldiers were thrown into the sky by the swamp crocodile. The giant mouth opened wide and aimed at the activated goblin soldiers in the sky.

When the animate goblins landed again, their next stop was the acid and fetid stomach pouches of swamp crocodiles.

Taking the corner of the city gate broken by the swamp crocodile as a breakthrough, most of the slave creatures outside this city wall rushed there.

Without the protection of fortified city weapons, no matter how many activated goblins exist, in front of the ferocious slave creatures, they are just food.

"Hold on, hold on!" A mango general didn't listen to his subordinates.

It's just that the top of the city is in chaos, and no one pays attention to it.

"Crack!" In the end, there was a crisp sound, accompanied by the mango man's general being bitten by the swamp crocodile in the middle, swallowed, and one mango man was missing on the battlefield.

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