Chapter 1292 Blocking the Road

Raglan looked at the ogres in front of him in shock.

In fact, as the witcher's liaison, there are very few things that can surprise the innkeeper, and neither can the ogre.

But the number of ogres in the hundreds exceeds this range.

Because Raglan knew how powerful the ogre was.

Their tall size gives these monsters far more strength than ordinary people, and their armor-like skin ignores small-caliber pistols.

As long as the terrain is suitable, such a monster can easily kill a team of ten people in full armor.

But now the number of ogres is enough to plunge most of Edshi into a vortex of destruction.

"Quickly retreat!"

The innkeeper shouted at Smith, but he himself raised the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger.

boom!

The projectiles fired by the shotgun were radial, enveloping the nearest ogre, tearing its flesh apart.

Roar!

The pain in his body made the ogre roar loudly, but immediately, the roar stopped abruptly.

The long-handled battle ax was as big as a door panel. It struck straight down and split the roaring ogre into two. Then, the downward-facing ax swung to the left and cut the corpse of the ogre into pieces. While flying with one of the demon's legs, it also chopped off the nearest ogre.

Thick blood sprayed all over the place, causing a strong stench.

The ogres were taken aback for a moment, then roared one after another.

The death and blood of the same kind stimulated them, causing them to charge towards Raglan in an instant.

Raglan did not retreat.

Behind him is his hotel.

His inn houses his guests.

It is his creed to protect the guests living in the hotel.

Over a hundred ogres surprised him, but that was definitely not a reason for him to back off.

Click, click!

boom!

With the crisp sound of loading, the shotgun sprayed sparks again.

And this is its last sound.

The next moment, it was infused with Raglan's strong power, and smashed out with a layer of phantom, hitting the head of the ogre at the front of the charge hard.

boom!

The huge force caused the ogre to fall down.

There was no death, but the dizziness made it unstable. The ogre immediately was trampled into pulp by the ogres who charged later.

At the same time, the charging speed of the ogres was slightly stagnant.

Very briefly.

But it was enough for Raglan.

He held the end of the long-handled battle ax with both hands, spread his legs slightly, and exerted force on his waist. Then, his feet staggered with the force of his waist.

Woo!

Woohoo!

After a muffled sound, there was a continuous muffled sound, as if a hurricane was coming. The rotating innkeeper rushed into the ogre, like a high-power blender, and the ogre's blood, water, Meat dregs were flying everywhere.

In a breath, more than ten ogres were chopped to pieces.

But more ogres continued to charge.

After experiencing the initial overwhelming force, the tomahawk in the hotel owner's hand became slower and slower. Finally, when another ogre was chopped down to the ground, the hotel owner let out a heavy gasp.

The reason why he became the witcher's liaison, but was not a demon hunter, was not unreasonable.

His strength is strong enough that even an ogre cannot match it, but he does not have enough endurance, both due to innate factors and acquired injuries.

Roar!

The growling ogre came out again.

The raised battle ax fell heavily, and the ogre was chopped to the ground again, and the hotel owner's breathing became heavier and heavier, so heavy that he couldn't even lift the battle axe.

Looking at the ogre so close, the hotel owner grinned.

A grenade appeared in his hand at some point.

"Hey, have you seen the fireworks?"

The hotel owner asked the other party, his index finger was ready to pull the string.

However, Smith was faster.

Like a phantom, Smith suddenly appeared in the field and bumped into the ogre.

boom!

The two bodies were completely disproportionate, just like a car and a truck, but the end result was that the truck was knocked away. Not only was it knocked away, but other trucks were also implicated.

The momentum of the ogre's charge stalled again.

Smith grabbed the innkeeper and retreated.

"let me go!"

"Asshole, why didn't you leave?"

"asshole!"

The innkeeper who was grabbed by the collar cursed loudly.

Raglan was extremely angry.

He was angry that Smith didn't follow his instructions and leave first.

Or to be more precise, he left first without taking Saya and the other six little girls.

"You take a rest first."

"Let me block them for you."

Smith ignored the innkeeper's scolding, and when he placed the innkeeper at the door of the inn, he rushed towards the ogre again.

Looking at the ogre with its teeth and claws, a trace of shame flashed in Smith's eyes.

He was actually timid just now.

Yes, it's just timidity.

When he saw the black ogre standing outside the hotel, he subconsciously wanted to run.

Perhaps strength can grow quickly, but a strong heart is not so easy to possess, especially for someone like Smith who is accustomed to fighting by surprise.

In previous battles, victory had been achieved by taking the enemy by surprise, so Smith never expected to face the enemy head-on, let alone so many ogres.

But then the shouts of the innkeeper and the charges of many ogres made Smith wake up.

At this moment, he somewhat understood why the innkeeper was unwilling to let him become a demon hunter.

His performance just now completely discredited the demon hunter.

"courage!"

"Courage in the face of powerful enemies!"

"Did you not allow me to become a witcher when you saw that I didn't have that?"

"So……"

"Please wait and see."

Inexplicably, Smith, who used the honorific title for the innkeeper, collided with an ogre again just like before.

However, unlike retreating at the first touch, this time Smith rushed in.

With bare hands.

Vampires have a way of fighting with bare hands, but after the rise of gunpowder weapons, this fighting method seems to have withdrawn from the stage.

But the instinct flowing in the blood will not disappear.

Even if he was only a hybrid of blood, when his fighting instinct was aroused, he immediately turned into a ghost in the dark night.

Nails become sharp.

The steps became swift.

Suddenly, blood flowers appeared on the ogre's body.

Different from the innkeeper's open and close fighting style, Smith's fighting method is weird and tricky, and extremely difficult to defend against, but the essence of both of them is the same: killing the enemy.

Therefore, when the members of the special operations team appeared, they were completely stunned by the scene in front of them.

The bodies of ogres were scattered on both sides of the street like garbage.

Two bloody warriors stood in front of the door of the 'Fire Grilled Fish' without taking a step back.

That's right, a warrior.

All the members of the action team who saw the scene in front of them called Raglan and Smith the title of warriors. Especially Mier, who had just stepped out of the car, was even more shocked.

The consultant girl who has fought against the ogre knows very well the strength of the ogre. It is a monster that requires a group of special operations team members to be fully equipped to fight against it. It must be discovered first. If there is a surprise attack, at least It takes two groups to cope.

And what about in front of you?

The two of them almost killed over a hundred ogres.

What if the special operations team faced these hundreds of ogres?

I am afraid……

The bad thoughts made Mier feel bitter in her mouth.

Because, she thought of Kieran's words again.

‘Cows and sheep like to be in groups, while wild beasts like to travel alone. '

Originally, she was planning to convince Kieran again with reasons such as 'only a group of lions dare to hunt elephants, but a lone tiger can only roar with an empty stomach'.

But what she saw just now made her give up this idea.

There is only one reason for a beast that cannot walk alone: ​​it is not ferocious and powerful enough.

Lions may need to be in packs.

Solitary tigers may not have a high prey rate.

but……

What if it were a giant dragon instead?

There's nothing that a breath of dragon's breath can't solve.

Yes, take a second sip.

With the addition of the special operations team, this ogre raid seems to be coming to an end, and the battle seems to be coming to an end.

But with the strong smell of flesh and blood floating, pairs of tyrannical and cruel eyes appeared in the thick darkness.

There are ogres.

There are ghouls.

There are shapeshifters.

There are also blood descendants.

There are also werewolves.

There are also wandering dead souls with translucent bodies.

The members of the special operations team quickly gathered their teams, and cars formed a thin line of defense.

Mi'er couldn't help sweating on her forehead as she looked at the countless monsters in the darkness.

She felt nervous.

No one around is not nervous.

Even Will, the joints of the palms holding the sword hilt were slightly white at this moment.

The night wind blows slowly.

I don't know which monster made the first roar.

Suddenly, countless monsters jumped out of the darkness, forming a huge wave and shooting towards the thin defenses.

boom!

Each car flew directly into the sky when it came into contact with the monsters.

The monsters opened their mouths wide, saliva splashing everywhere.

They can't wait to taste the delicious flesh and blood.

Tread, tap, tap.

A burst of footsteps suddenly entered the field, and the footsteps that should have been gentle were not covered up by the shouts of monsters one after another.

on the contrary!

It's getting clearer and clearer.

It's getting louder and louder.

It was like a sound of thunder, echoing in the field, but if you listened carefully, there was no sound. Instead, a deep black shadow appeared in front of you.

From the initial upper body to the complete body, the black figure slowly walked out of the shadow. The deep black made the shadow become lighter. The slowly moving black figure seemed to have taken off the outer layer called shadow. shirt, and when the shadow coat fell to the ground.

He glanced at the monsters charging like a wave.

Immediately, the charging monsters stopped.

Then he turned around and walked away.

He passed between pale-faced members of the Special Operations Group.

He walked steadily to Raglan and Smith.

His voice rang out clearly.

"You're in the way."

"It's late at night and I want to rest."

And at the moment when the sound sounded, there was a burst of sound.

That is……

Thousands of heads exploded together.

PS Feilong tried his best to code, but still couldn’t update before midnight...