Chapter 372 (1/2)
At the moment when the dark haired wizard shouted that sentence, Isaac, who had not yet understood what had happened, fell into the snow without hesitation.
The next second, the suddenly appeared ice crystal spear almost stuck to the back of his head and stabbed straight ahead!
Waving bright silver, Loren no longer hesitated and stepped down, and the gray and blue shadow rushed at the sudden rotten corpse devil like streamer.
”Dang --!”
Like the exciting sound of metal collision, the roaring rotten corpse devil blocked the bright silver sword with an ice crystal shield; Without sparks, countless tiny ice crystals scattered in the air.
In an instant, Loren frowned and felt the pain from his wrist - he was a joint charge and had the advantage of being condescending. This monster could even block his chop?!
It seems that the power of the rotten corpse devil is even more terrible than he thought, which is comparable to the small ogre.
The rotten corpse demon who felt the impact sent out an ice crack like roar, set up an ice crystal spear and stabbed the black haired wizard's face, and the spear tip flashed past the right side of Loren's cheek.
But that's it!
Kick off the shield with one foot, turn over the spear with a gray blue sword, and the black haired wizard holding the handle of the sword with both hands jumped up suddenly, with the momentum of cutting gold and iron and a backhand sword!
”Bang --!”
The pale body of the rotten corpse devil suddenly trembled, and the head hit by the sword was instantly blown to pieces; The remaining limbs disintegrated and fell like ice.
The black haired wizard raised his eyebrows and slightly relaxed his trembling right hand - it's just a rotten corpse devil. It's not a good sign that it's hard enough to bruise his wrist.
Of course, the unexpected joy is to know their weakness: as long as they break the head, they will collapse directly; Considering that this monster is directly pinched by evil gods, it doesn't seem surprising.
In short, this monster is not difficult to deal with. Any experienced veteran can win one-on-one, so the real problem is their number
The black haired wizard holding the ”bright silver” glanced around. At least five or six white figures in his field of vision had found the movement here and rushed to his side.
”Sorry, Isaac; we may have to talk later.”
Gently touched his friend in the snow beside him. Lauren's expressionless eyes never left the ”white figure” around him, and the bright silver sword of his left hand hung around his ankle:
”There's a cave in the back. Can you wait for me for a quarter of an hour there?”
”No problem, brother Loren!” Isaac got up as fast as he could, hit the snowflakes on his body and raised his chin proudly:
”Hurry up and get these big popsicles. We're still on our way! How about gambling for half an hour?”
”I'd love to.” the black haired wizard raised his mouth slightly. ”You have to add my name to the monument in half a quarter of an hour!”
”It's a deal!”
The next moment, Isaac Grantham behind him had disappeared; Six rotten corpse demons set up shields at the same time, raised their spears flat, and rushed at the black haired wizard like Legion soldiers!
Standing in the same place, Loren just raised the bright silver in his hand slightly, with no intention of dodging.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and watched his opponents - they were not fast, but the infantry on the battlefield didn't need to be fast, as long as they could assemble before the cavalry charged.
Great power, no command, no morale... Such ”infantry” is really a nightmare for all cavalry and light infantry. No wonder every time a demon invades the Empire, there are heavy casualties.
I'm afraid only the Legion soldiers known as the ”black shield wall” can confront them head-on.
The roar of ice crack was approaching, and the dim ”bright silver” spewed out flames again.
”May the void be with you --!”
The next second, the gray blue arc of light, with the roar of tearing the air, passed by one of the pale figures.
”Bang --!”
The sound of disintegration sounded behind Lauren. The rotten corpse devil had been divided into two before he could parry. It was blown to pieces under the bright silver sword!
”Good, first!”
The softly whispered Loren dodged calmly, avoided the encirclement of the remaining five demons, and quickly approached the next ”prey”. The gray blue light left only a fleeting shadow in place.