Volume 2 Before the Disaster Chapter 161 Bloody Demon King
On the battlefield, the situation suddenly changed.
Marvin's forceful insertion made the other ogres a little uneasy. Several nearby ogres immediately broke free from their restraints and came over.
They want to protect him!
This made Marvin more certain that this guy was the real commander of this group of ogres. As for the two legends, whether it was Iron Armor or the Ogre Wizard, they were just leaders.
War is an art, and the difference between those who know how to command and those who have no idea at all is very obvious on the battlefield.
Marvin ignored the ogres and continued to slash down fiercely with his two swords!
Bang!
The ogre commander raised a thick mace , and with a clang, sparks flew!
Marvin's body fell down.
With his two swords tightly gripping the mace, he exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and suddenly shoveled upward with his feet, clamping the ogre's forehead in one fell swoop!
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On the other side, several nearby ogres who wanted to gather together failed to do so!
The dark guards stood up one by one, holding great swords and swinging them fiercely, forcing the ogres back.
To these guards, Marvin was the former Night King, the man they swore to protect with their lives.
Marvin wanted to create a one-on-one space, and they were determined to do it.
In fact, they do have this ability.
On the north and south sides of the battlefield, the second round of charge launched by Guderian and the Knight Captain of the River Beach City Patrol began again.
The sound of war horses' thumping was particularly loud on the battlefield. The armored knights, holding their spears, charged fiercely into the ogre camp!
They vowed to tear the ogre camps apart.
However, this time, the difficulties they encountered were much greater than last time.
The ogres desperately moved closer to their commander, which made the knights even more passive.
Although this round of charge temporarily stopped the ogres and killed three of them, it still divided them into the north and south sides.
But Marvin's losses were even more severe!
One third of the knights lost their horses, and one quarter of the knights were knocked to the ground by the ogres, either seriously or slightly injured. One young knight even died on the spot!
The cruelty of war finally came to light.
Those adventurers wandering around the periphery no longer dared to approach the battlefield. They could only try to surround and kill a lone ogre - however, for ordinary adventurers, an adult ogre was still a very dangerous creature.
Although it took dozens of people to kill an ogre, they still paid the price of ten lives before succeeding.
This is the horror of creatures like ogres. If most ogres were not of low intelligence and low reproductive capacity, this creature would simply be a nightmare for humans.
There was wailing everywhere on the battlefield.
Most of the soldiers had a look of fear on their faces.
There was no way. Each ogre was more than two meters tall and extremely strong. Even if they were hit by a big sword, as long as the heart was not stabbed, those simple injuries would recover quickly!
This makes people feel very helpless!
Marvin's coalition forces have suffered a lot of casualties, which has seriously affected their morale.
If Marvin hadn't been still fighting and the dark warriors were not still desperately killing the enemies, they might have fallen apart!
At this moment, the Silver Church's divine magician finally took action.
Collins in a white robe strode forward, chanting a divine spell loudly.
This old fox finally took action.
The silvery-white light condensed on the battlefield, and it could be seen that this was a large-scale divine spell.
The silver light enveloped all the ogres, and every ogre's movement suddenly slowed down!
Divine Art: Slowness!
The ogres' movements were slow to begin with, and after being hit by the divine spell, their movements became even more flawed.
This created time for Marvin to kill the Ogre Commander alone.
It has to be said that Collins' grasp of the battlefield is also first-class.
Under his leadership, the divine magicians of the Silver Church also began to use the divine magic they were proficient in on the battlefield.
These divine arts cannot kill ogres directly, but they can either benefit their own people or weaken the enemy, which is enough to influence the outcome of the battle.
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In the center of the battlefield, with an extremely twisted movement, Marvin's body directly dodged the mace, and he hung upside down on the ogre!
A backhand slash with two swords!
The ogre commander's painful wail was immediately heard.
Because with those two strikes just now, Marvin stabbed the ogre's kneecap with incredible precision!
He let go, exerted force from his waist and abdomen again, and flipped over the ogre's head!
Bang!
Marvin kicked the ogre in the back.
This extremely strong guy finally couldn't control his body anymore and fell to his knees involuntarily!
Click, click!
The scimitar that was originally inserted into the inside of the ogre's kneecap was scraped off the ogre's kneecap under the weight of the ogre commander himself!
The roar of pain rang out again, and his hand holding the mace was even shaking!
Marvin turned around and drew out his scimitars from both sides with incredible agility.
whoosh!
The mace was swung fiercely. This time, the ogre commander's attack range was very large. Although Marvin jumped back in time, his chest was still grazed!
The burning pain stimulated Marvin's nerves.
A bloody mess.
Marvin's temples were throbbing.
If I had been hit harder just now, I would have died!
This is the terrifying thing about fighting large creatures. Even though Marvin's agility is as high as 26 points, there is still a chance that the opponent will seize the opportunity.
He could stab the other person dozens of times and still survive tenaciously.
But if the other party hits me, I'll be finished.
The dual-blade ranger is indeed a little helpless when facing certain monsters. It is a profession that walks on the edge of a knife!
However, all this will change after you advance to the Lord of Darkness.
As a wanderer, what Marvin lacks is not super-fast movement, but the ability to escape from battle.
Assassins are experts in this - disappearance, strong invisibility, shadow crossing... various high and low level escape skills can make them more comfortable when facing big guys.
However, it is difficult for assassins to kill ogres. After all, their defense and vitality are too strong.
It is almost impossible to deliver a fatal blow to an ogre with a short weapon.
Cut throat? Their necks were extremely strong. Even if their defenses were broken, the ogre with a cut throat could still recover with its strong recovery ability.
Stab the heart? With the toughness of the ogre's skin, ordinary assassins can't penetrate it at all.
Other than that, they have little to no vitals.
The only way to kill them, besides witchcraft, is direct confrontation.
And Marvin did just that!
With his super high agility, he will dismember the ogre commander bit by bit!
This is what he is best at.
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The roars of pain continued to ring out, and the ogres on both sides desperately tried to come to support.
However, the resilience of the Dark Guard was beyond their imagination.
They formed a defensive formation, leaving Marvin and the ogre commander with a large enough open space.
No ogre could get close to them.
Their combat experience was terrifyingly rich. Even though they were far inferior to these ogres in level, it was easy for them to be kept out with their strong will and strength.
The knights on both sides were also extremely tired. Although there were divine magicians to treat them, every surviving knight had scars of varying depths on his body, and these scars were simply shocking.
Guderian had three bloodstains on his face and wiped the sweat off his face.
"What did Marvin do to make this ogre scream so miserably?"
His gaze traveled across the battlefield and fixed on the fierce battle.
The next second, he felt all the hairs on his body stand up!
Because at that moment, Marvin, with an expressionless face, attacked from behind, attacked with both swords, and forcibly cut off half of the ogre's arm!
The thick forearm flew up in the air and finally fell to the ground.
Marvin was like the coldest butcher, dissecting his body bit by bit.
After his kneecaps were shaved off, he could no longer stand up and could only kneel on the ground and fight Marvin.
However, apart from the initial blow, Marvin never gave him another chance.
Marvin had kicked his mace to somewhere unknown.
His body was chopped off madly by Marvin.
break out!
Double-blade ronin!
He circled around the ogre commander, and his mind flashed back to the technique that Black Jack used to kill the brown bear.
The Demon-binding Steps became smoother unconsciously.
The ogre was unable to resist at all, as each attack with a bonus of strength continued to eat away at his body.
Within thirty seconds, the entire battlefield was silent!
All the ogres were stunned.
Marvin stood like a bloody demon king beside the chopped-off body of the ogre commander.
The poor ogre commander was cut into a human stick - just as ogres love to do to humans.
The ogres were completely enraged. They roared and growled towards the sky.
Marven said coldly: "What a quarrel."
He kicked the ogre commander down and he fell to the ground. Marvin crossed his two swords and strangled him with the back of his neck!
The two knives pierced into the ogre's neck and embedded themselves in it.
"It's fucking hard..."
Marvin was well prepared. He did a skillful mid-air flip on the spot and stepped hard on the joints of the two swords with his feet. Swish!
The two swords sank down, and the ogre commander's head fell to the ground.
The next second, all the ogres fell into a state of complete frenzy.
However, all this is exactly what Marvin wanted.
They started fighting each other again, attacking those around them at all costs, and they did not try to gather .
"Huh, the tactic was successful..."
"Next, it's time to surround and kill."
Marvin let out a sigh of relief.
At this moment, from the north of the battlefield, the elegant elven prince came over dragging a mountain of flesh.
"how's it going?"
Marvin asked.
Ibrahimovic shrugged. "He speaks Common terrible."
"Before I knocked him unconscious, the last word he said was 'devil'."
