Paladin of Asgard Chapter 27: 【Judgment】

The cannon fodder troops of the Skrins had been exhausted, leaving only the hardened elite troops. Even so, their numbers were still extremely large, enclosing the camp layer by layer.

Compared with the cannon fodder who didn't even wear much clothes before, these Scrims elites are not only well-equipped, but also obviously superior in intelligence.

When the cannon fodder Skrins rushed to kill, they only read a few words back and forth, and then went on a rampage, obviously with very low intelligence. They are not so much warriors as war beasts.

The elite Sklins in front of us are different. They have already shown certain fighting skills, and sometimes communicate with their companions, although judging from their demeanor and actions, most of the content of their communication is "Why are you so hot?" , "Will you fight" and so on...

After the battle just now, the protoss soldiers who were in a state of exhaustion could no longer kill these Scrims elites with one blow.

More and more soldiers were injured, and the dead began to appear.

More and more Scrims rushed into the camp.

Commander Heimdall led a group of soldiers to fight the enemy in the camp, and medical officer Scala was in charge of leading people to protect the doctors and other non-combatants.

A big opening was torn somewhere in the outer defense line, and a large number of Skrinsians rushed in and went straight to the doctor's place.

Scala let out a loud roar, and once again created a large piece of thunder, and the electric arc flew towards the enemy like a dragon snake.

"Boom!"

But this time there are too many enemies, and the damage of these lightning bolts is far from enough.

The soldiers around Scala went into battle one after another. They hadn't made a move before, and they were currently in good condition in the camp, so they easily dealt with these enemies.

"Boom!"

A Scrimson's head landed at Rowe's feet, and dark green blood splashed onto his feet, and a strong stench came over his face.

Sigurd covered his mouth and nose, and said, "You can feel the disgust of the Skrillians."

Rowe nodded.

"Ah!" Just then, a somewhat familiar scream came.

Rowe turned his head to look, but saw that not far away, Ander was surrounded by a group of Skrinsians.

Ander's hands, feet, body and neck were tightly hugged by more than one enemy. He let out several screams one after another, and was about to fall to the ground. The situation was very critical.

Rowe tightened his right hand holding the Fist of Veligan, then gritted his teeth and rushed over.

"What are you doing! Come back!" Sigurd was startled.

Luo Wei turned a deaf ear, clenched the fist of Verigan with his right hand, and summoned the holy deed in his heart.

In an instant, a dense layer of holy light, like armor, wrapped the fist of Veligan, and the mysterious runes on it circulated endlessly, exuding a sacred aura. At the same time, flames also lingered out, wrapping around the warhammer.

With a distance of more than ten steps away from the enemy, Luo Wei roared and swung vigorously.

Judgment!

An energy hammer composed of holy light and flames shot out from Veligan's Fist at an extremely fast speed, and smashed into a group of Skrinthians in an instant.

"Boom!"

A Scrimsman was directly smashed into two pieces, and several companions around him were also sent flying by the power of the holy light and flames, either dead or injured.

A trial successfully attracted a lot of hatred, and nearly half of the Scrims who originally surrounded Ander rushed towards Rowe.

Luo Wei's expression remained unchanged, his hands clenched the fist of Veligan tightly, and the light of the holy light and the flames were released simultaneously, very dazzling.

Holy Light Strikes!

The Holy Light Strike swept across with a hammer, and several Scrims were killed, their chests were sunken when they were hit, and their brains burst out on the spot when they were hit in the head!

However, this power did not meet Luo Wei's expectations.

Facing evil targets, Holy Light's lethality will be enhanced, which was verified when he dealt with thieves before.

However, the power of the Holy Light did not seem to be strengthened when attacking the Skrins. What is the reason?

Aren't the Skrinsians evil?

Luo Wei was puzzled, but he didn't dare to stop with the hammer in his hand.

The fist of Virigan swept across, and the power of the flames surged, often drawing hot and dazzling flame trails in midair, like shooting stars.

For a while, the Scrims couldn't get close at all.

While killing the Scrims, Rowe approached Ander.

"Ander, are you okay?" he called.

With the number of enemies reduced by half, Ander naturally fought back vigorously, brandishing a big sword in his hand, and beheaded several Scrims one after another, temporarily escaping from the siege.

"Rowei, why is it you?" Seeing that it was Luo Wei who saved him, Andel asked panting.

While swinging his hammer to deal with the continuously rushing Scrims, Rowe said, "Didn't you ask me to take care of you?"

Ander was still a little unbelievable, and shook his head: "I didn't expect this kind of scene."

The incessant Skrillians surrounded them again.

Immediately, the two turned their backs to each other, facing one side of the enemy each, and stood firm in the encirclement.

I have to say, as Sigurd said, the Scrims are really disgusting. Not only do they stink of blood, they also like to spit crazily in battle, but their saliva secretion is amazing~IndoMTL.com ~ Too much and smelly, very affecting people's mood.

Luo Wei would rather be stabbed a few times than face the bodily fluids of the Scrims.

Just as he was thinking this way, a Skrinsian took aim at Kong and approached him, and stabbed Rowe in the arm with a knife.

This is not a sharp weapon. Even if the blade was pierced on Luo Wei's body, it managed to cut a shallow wound on Luo Wei's arm.

Poison!

Rowe knew that there was poison on the knife, but the Skrinsians attacked him more violently, leaving him no time to take out the antidote.

With the onset of the toxicity, his movements gradually became somewhat sluggish.

This poison can't really hurt the Aesir, and the effect will dissipate quickly, but on the battlefield, the slowness of movement is also very fatal.

So in a short while, Luo Wei suffered a few more minor injuries, and the poison in his body that was about to be resolved by the immunity of the protoss was also replenished.

Damn, when I learn the Holy Storm, I will kill you Scrims!

Luo Wei was so angry that he cursed in his heart.

The Skrins who charged up were more elite, better equipped, and more skilled in fighting.

Ander's state is very bad at this time, with multiple injuries on his body, including his neck, he is out of breath, and may fall down at any time. Rowe wasn't much better either.

A few steps away from Ander, stood a tall, fully armored Skrinsian. He looked obviously different from other Skrinsians.

At this moment, the Skrinsian was approaching slowly, holding a spear while staring at Andel coldly, as if waiting for an opportunity.

"A lord of Scrims..."

Ander gasped and said something in a low voice, looking vigilant.