Chapter 2171 Everyone Shows Their Magical Powers

The army of monsters, covered in blood red and decaying like mummies, kept making low and hoarse roars from their mouths, which seemed like roaring, venting, wailing, and cynical.

Accompanied by bursts of roars, they waved their arms like madmen, using their dry fingers to scratch at the shields in front of them and tear apart the hard heavy armor.

The seemingly dry and weak fingers possess unimaginable power. In the face of this power, the shield made of low-grade stainless steel is like cardboard. Once a hole is torn, it will be torn in half in the next second.

The shield made of medium-grade fine steel was only slightly more durable than the shield of low-grade fine steel, but it was also torn into tatters.

The shield made of high-grade stainless steel is relatively intact, with only some insignificant holes appearing, but it does not affect the overall effect.

Even so, the adventurer holding a shield still seems to have a hard time, but he is much luckier than the adventurer holding a medium-grade fine steel shield or a low-grade fine steel shield.

There were bursts of harsh metal sounds, and the monsters tore through the fragile defense lines and rushed into our camp.

For a time, screams, screams, wails, and cries for help could be heard all the time, and the entire position was like a hell.

In just one collective charge, at least one-tenth of the front-row human shields were torn into pieces. The monsters that penetrated in, with ferocious postures, killed the middle-row shooters.

Upon seeing this, the priests who were shuttled in the queue instantly gathered into a reinforced iron wall to block the monster. While blocking the enemy with a magic barrier, they used healing skills to treat their surviving comrades.

The old Duke, Taylor, Achilles, President Auli, and the Rose Legion branch president were also involved in troublesome battle situations.

Especially the first four, they have already been surrounded by monsters three levels inside and three outside, and more monsters are rushing towards them like a tide. If they were not strong enough, they would have been torn into pieces.

The president of the Rose Legion branch was not so optimistic. Surrounded by three monsters, she seemed powerless. Her dense light armor had been torn in seventeen or eight places by the monsters. Fortunately, she still had a stronger inner armor. No springtime.

Even so, the speed of her attacks continued to slow down, slow down, and become weak. It would not be long before she would run out of gas and die on the spot.

Fortunately, she was very close to me, only two or three meters apart. Adhering to the principle of saving those who are close, not those who are far away, I ordered the Destroyer Commander to help her.

The Ouster Commander refused without thinking. The reason was simple. This was a battlefield. Any slightest care could lead to death. It didn't care about the survival of others, it only cared about my life and death.

How special.

I can't help but sigh. I really can't blame the Destroyer Commander. It is also completely loyal, and it is absolutely stupidly loyal. For such a loyal subordinate, I wish I could have hundreds or even thousands more, so how can I scold it? ?

But right now, human lives are at stake, and if I can save one by one, it can be regarded as fulfilling my obligation as an elder from outside the Moonlight City.

After thinking about it, he drew his sword out of its sheath with a stumble and ran straight towards the president of the Legion of Roses branch.

Once the knife came out, it hit the monster's neck hard. The feeling was like cutting through rags with a knife. It was soft, but it was unable to penetrate deeply and kept cutting.

Looking at the monster's neck again, it was completely unscathed.

This damn neck is as strong and tough as high-grade stainless steel!

While I was secretly marveling, I felt a strong wind, carrying a fishy smell, and slapped me hard.

My eyes suddenly narrowed, and I took a closer look, and saw that the monster who was still pestering the Rose Legion branch president just now abandoned the president and came towards me.

Not only did it come, but it also came with great ferocity. Although it didn't hit me with its big paws, it rushed towards me with its big mouth open.

Looking at the momentum, it seemed like he was going to tear me into pieces and eat me with those white teeth.

Taking a breath of cold air, I took two steps back, gathering my killing intent and planning to give it a hard blow.

Unexpectedly, a cold light flashed across the neck and shoulders, and the monster let out a few feeble roars from its wide-open mouth, then fell to the ground with a plop, and its spherical head rolled all the way to my feet.

I was shocked by this ferocious head.

After my mind calmed down a little, a strange emotion spread throughout my body. For some reason, I suddenly wanted to bend down and pick up the ferocious head.

In fact, I did.

Holding the head in his hands and looking into its dry eyes, suddenly, a kind of sadness emerged out of thin air.

"Why. Why do I have a familiar feeling?"

"This familiar feeling is so weak, like a thin veil, fragile, yet it is real."

"Why."

I muttered to myself, having long forgotten that I was on the battlefield.

A loud shout came from not far away, which shocked me. I turned around and saw Achilles coming to the world like a god, with golden light blooming all over his body, dazzling.

"Get out of here!"

The roar was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and it exploded on the spot. It was actually the innate combat skill of President Auli - God descending from the earth.

A huge humanoid shadow appeared out of thin air and enveloped President Aoli. The shadow was half virtual and half real. Its appearance was very similar to President Aoli's, and its interior was filled with powerful magic fluctuations.

With every attack of President Aoli, the shadow will imitate the shadow. The huge translucent war hammer is like a huge broom, sweeping away all the monsters within a ten-meter radius.

Just when the power of the two strong men was fully displayed, the old Duke laughed, and then a white light suddenly appeared, killing everyone with a halberd.

The red halberd handle, red blade, red spear tip, and the entire halberd were all red, like cooked steel, blooming with astonishing heat.

The old Duke is still so old, still so thin, and his inconspicuous figure has not become more majestic because of the domineering halberd. In fact, it is precisely because of the appearance of the halberd that he has become weaker.

However, his momentum was like a flood!

Every halberd, every blow, opens and closes wide, severing all the monsters within a few meters of it.

Amidst the smelly blood, stumps everywhere, and painful wails, the old Duke stood proudly like a murderous god.

"What a move to sweep away all the troubles!" Mr. Taylor never hesitated to praise him.

After hearing this, the old Duke laughed even more wildly, as if on stimulants, and rushed straight into the enemy's formation, passing by as if he was entering an uninhabited land.

Compared with the appearance of the three strong men, Mr. Taylor seemed much calmer. He threw a golden war spear to his left, and another golden war spear. Every time he threw a war spear, several monsters would be killed. After skewering them into skewers, nearly a hundred monsters were killed in a short time.

But the old man actually had the leisure to hold a wine bag and drink wine. It was really leisurely.