Looking at the crystal ball of insight, Tanguer cursed again. Which fool ignited those buildings? Tangul vowed that if it was one of his incompetent men, he would eat his jerky heart in front of the fool. If those buildings are destroyed, this great victory will be worthless. He wants to keep them intact, so that the magic stone engineer can check them, and the dwarves' secrets can be stolen and improved by advanced sapling technology. He didn't want to see the entire complex burned down before then. But at this time, he could not think of any way to solve this matter, and could only order all his claw captains to be more careful.

He comforted himself that at least he could see that **** dwarf would be eliminated.

The dying man screamed in pain. The swaying firelight from the burning building pierced the night, and the thick fog formed by the hot steam made the light dimmer. Hairy bodies are everywhere. The blade hit the bone. Warm black blood flowed on his hands, feeling sticky. In the dim eyes of the dying ratman, there was a pathological hatred.

All of this, the whole hell-like scene, left a deep mark in Bai En's memory. At that short, suffocating moment, time seemed to stop, and he stood alone, calmly standing in the center of this violent roaring maelstrom. He cleared his worries and panic. In a way, he is very aware of his surroundings. Only when he knows that every breath may be the last breath can he become a real self.

Right next to him, two burly dwarfs fought back and back against a group of howling ratmen. The dwarves' beards were all raised. Their hammers are covered with blood clots. Their leather apron was soaked with shiny black blood.

These mice are thin and boneless, unable to eat enough, and their faces are haggard, like a wild wolf in winter. In the frenzy of battle, **** foam came from the lips and cheeks that had bitten their tongues. Their swords are nicked and rusty. Dirty rags covered their crusted fur.

Their eyes flashed with fire. One of them jumped forward and rushed towards his prey in a hurry past his companion. This reminded Bane of the group of rats he had seen on Heidelberg Street, and they were advancing aggressively. Although they have a humanoid appearance, at that moment, there was nothing human in them. In the image of humans, they are undoubtedly beasts, and their similarity to humans only makes them more terrible.

A terrible scream attracted Bai En's attention. He looked around and saw an injured dwarf warrior dragged out by a group of ratmen. There was a stoic expression in the dwarf's eyes.

"Revenge for me," he said dyingly with a dumb throat.

I don't know what the reason is. These ratmen fought to fight for the remains on the warm body, which made Bai En feel sick. He jumped over and thrust the sword into the back of a rat slave. The shining blade directly penetrated his skinny body and penetrated the neck of another rat-man below him. Bai En kicked up and kicked another ratman to fly back.

Bai En pulled out his weapon, slashed it down again, and hacked it to the corpse under him with all his strength. The impact of the corpse caused the blade to bend until he worried that it would break. Driven by hatred, Bai En turned the hilt and broke the wound with a terrible sucking sound, and then he took a few steps back, almost unable to avoid the blow from the big guy who was rushing to him.

Now he has surpassed fear. He was only driven by the instinct to be killed. Knowing that there was no way to avoid fighting, he was forced to do everything he could. This makes him a terrible opponent. He kicked it out, hitting it on the ratman's knee, making a crunching noise. When it screamed in pain and jumped backwards, he thrust the tip of his sword into its throat and turned his head to avoid the blood flowing from the severed artery. This is not the time to be blinded by blood.

In the distance, he heard a familiar bull-like voice roaring. He recognized that it was Grerogan ’s battle roar at a glance, so he started walking towards it, swinging left and right while walking, not caring if he killed his enemies, but just wanting to clear them from his way . These ratmen retreated in front of his running, and after ten heartbeats, he saw a terrible picture.

Snowry and Grerogan were standing on a large pile of ratmen's bodies, chopping around them with terrible weapons. Guerrerogan's axe, like a butcher's kitchen knife, rises and falls monotonously and regularly, and every time it falls, more rats will die. Snowry was running around like an ascetic monk, while turning around, with a violent curse in his mouth, waving an axe and hammer, stopping from time to time, just to hit his head into his defensive range Inside the ratman.

Around these two people, there was a huge wave of ratmen warriors wearing black armor, and their equipment was better than most ratmen. There is a terrible sign of the evil **** on their shields. There must be more than twenty of these elite ratmen, and it seems that nothing can escape their fierce attack. While Brian was watching, a lot of bodies blocked him from looking at Snowry and Grey Logan. It seems that they will be overwhelmed by the large number of enemies.

Bai En stood there for a moment, wondering if he was too late to help ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Then he saw Guerrerogan's axe through a ratman's body, and despite the heavy armor, he still Split that armor in half. After a while, the area around the dwarf was cleared. There seems to be nothing to survive within the range of this unstoppable axe. The ratmen stepped back a few steps and reassembled, trying to summon enough courage to rush again.

At this time, Bai Eun took the opportunity to rush into the battle scene, slashing his long swords left and right, shouting screaming exhaustedly, trying to make his voice not just his own. Grey Logan and Snowrie stepped forward to greet him and killed while walking. This is terrible for the middle mouses, who turned their tails and tried to escape into the night.

Bai En found himself face-to-face with the two dwarves, who stopped for a while and looked at the pile of dead and dying people left behind him. Blood coagulated the dwarf's entire body, and he himself bleed from dozens of wounds and scratches.

"Good kill," said Gray Logan. "It is estimated that I have about fifty."

"Snowry estimated that he had to kill fifty-two," Snowry said.

"Don't come with me," Guerrero grumbled angrily, "I know you can't count more than five."

"Of course I can," Snowrie muttered. "One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Uh, seven. Twelve."

Bai En looked in surprise. The two lunatics looked almost happy in this incredible scene of destruction.

"Well, let's go quickly. There will be more killings before the end of tonight."