Chapter 326 Unlucky Heseman

Facing these little men who climbed up flexibly on their backs, the killer's fighting instinct allowed them to respond quickly.

They raised their forelimbs high and stood upright, wildly waving two pairs of huge scythes, and the scythe blades equipped with high-frequency vibrations made a violent buzzing.

Cutting the orcs who were leaping in mid-air into pieces that filled the sky with nowhere to rely on.

In order to get rid of the enemies that were already clinging to their headgear and backs, many killers simply lay down on the ground and rolled around crazily.

Or even use the momentum to hit the ground with his head armor, and his huge body rolls forward under the action of inertia, directly crushing the flea-like enemies on his body into flesh.

A large number of Orcs who could not react in time died tragically on the spot instantly.

But more orc warriors, after leaping onto the killer, were like maggots on the tarsal bones, unable to get rid of them at all.

They latched onto the killer's scales with their sharp claws, swung their battle axes and slashed wildly at the giant beast at their feet.

The sharp ax blade, which is half a meter wide, is covered with a layer of blood-colored glow. Under the force of the huge force, it can easily split the killer's alloy armor and blood-colored scales like cutting tofu.

In just a short moment, the giant ax that danced out the afterimage struck several times.

The huge wound was splashing with hot blood, and the bones were already visible.

Even the Orcs who didn't jump on the killers were still wandering around these violent beasts.

These Orcs are not yet completely violent and are still surrounded by blood mist, although their various body functions have not increased significantly.

But they also maintain a calmer mind and a clearer sense of fighting.

Relying on the strong defense of the blood mist and their own flexibility, as long as they see the opportunity, they will immediately approach and launch an attack.

Hesseman looked at the stalemate on the ground battlefield and felt irritated.

Without the numerical advantage, the killer group can continue to struggle with these Orcs in a short period of time, but as long as the opponent does not collapse, the killers will be killed in the end.

Heseman, who had never fought such a searching war, his brain was running at high speed, hoping to find a countermeasure as soon as possible.

Just when he was about to deploy some Thunder Dragons to provide aerial fire support for the Killer cluster.

At this moment, there was new movement at the entrance of the passage that was caught in the fire by the lightning flash.

A large number of giant black shadows continued to swarm out from the invasion channel, and then melted instantly under the violent waterfall-like thunder.

Hesseman could clearly see the appearance of these black figures at a glance. They were all giant skoog beasts with magic patterns etched on their bodies.

Seeing them being killed instantly as soon as they came out of the passage, but showing no signs of stopping, Herseman couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

"What do you want to do?"

Before he could figure out the opponent's plan, more than 3,000 Scrooge beasts had been killed in just a few seconds.

The area at the entrance of the invasion passage also changed after the death of a large number of giant beasts.

"This is…………"

With the sharp sight of the Thunder Dragon and the scorching light erupting from the thunder waterfall, Heseman could clearly see a large amount of blood mist rising from the fallen corpses.

The blood mist continues to fill the air, constantly weakening the power of the lightning flash. Although it is still unable to withstand the concentrated fire of the thunder flying dragon, it will quickly regroup after being scattered.

As the corpse of the giant skoog beast climbed higher and higher, the concentration of the blood mist also continued to increase.

This gave Heseman a vague premonition.

Just before he could figure out how to respond, the thick blood mist seemed to come alive and suddenly shrank into a blood ball.

Then it expanded rapidly in the blink of an eye, like a huge curtain, blocking all the violent thunder pouring down.

At the same time, a streak of blood-colored lightning shot out from the entrance of the passage and instantly rushed out of the lightning flash fire area.

"The Lord is above!"

Hesseman was horrified as he looked at the figure rising into the sky and speeding toward the thunder dragon cluster.

Heroic Orc Orc!

"All Thunder Dragons, change the target and kill him for me!"

Heseman didn't have time to think too much, and immediately issued an order to change the fire focus target through the wartime command network.

The panic and impatience contained in his tyrannical mental power also infected the brainworm commanders under his command.

The Thunder Flying Dragon changed its attack target almost at the same time, blasting countless lightning flashes towards the heroic figure that was speeding towards it.

The dazzling blue light and the blood-colored thick fog consumed each other. The Orc orc hero relied on the thick blood fog condensed around him to withstand the bombardment of countless thunders and crashed into the insect cloud.

"Bah..."

Like the sound of a sharp blade cutting through cloth, a bloody blade light hundreds of meters long swept across the insect cloud in the sky.

Large pieces of severed limbs and remains were sprinkled from high in the sky along with blood rain.

As the sword light condensed from the blood mist danced faster and faster, the afterimages it brought up seemed to turn into violent bloody tornadoes.

Wherever it passed, the cloud of insects was swept away.

The warm sunlight that had been firmly blocked once again fell from the sky to the world, constantly dispelling the shadows covering the earth, and shining on the killers and Orcs in the battlefield.

"Air Combat Brigade, disperse..."

Before Herseman could finish his words, the neck of his parasitic vehicle, the Thunder Dragon, had been scratched by a streak of bloody sword light, and the spiritual connection with him was completely lost.

Heseman, who instantly felt weightless, knew that he was falling rapidly, and couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.

"All air combat brigades, disperse and retreat!"

"The killer will stay behind to cover the retreat."

"Mendel, the command is now yours!"

Forcibly suppressing his inner fear, Heseman followed the temporary regulations of the legion commander and hastily issued the last order, then completely disconnected the mental bridge with the wartime command network.

Then, he quickly connected to his reserve host and ordered them to lower their altitude and move closer to him.

With a strong desire to survive, Heseman frantically gathered the materialized mental power inside the Thunder Dragon's body into a protective capsule to completely wrap himself up.

This is a self-rescue measure for air crashes that all brainworm commanders have spontaneously practiced countless times.

Heseman was in the soft cavity of the Thunder Dragon's body. Even if he fell to the ground, he still had a high probability of surviving.