Reborn as a Werewolf Ancestor Chapter 150: The battle is over
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"Boom!"
After the flames collided with the thunder, a violent explosion sounded.
The impact it produced completely broke through and shattered the shield cast by Mage Aibod.
"Go! Thunder and Arrow!"
Taking this opportunity, Ibbod issued a spell he had chanted earlier and shot it at the location where the flame had struck before in the mist.
The three second-order transcendents also lifted their long swords, condensing the spirit source on top, ready to slash at the enemy who will rush out of the fog.
"Boom."
However, the Thunderbolt finally slammed into the air without hitting any enemy.
Without waiting for Aibod to perform the next spell chant, the pair of sharp claws in the mist stretched out again, grabbing an extraordinary head tightly, and bringing it into the mist.
Although the two supernatural beings next to him kept slashing their long swords, and even used the spirit source, it was of no avail. The opponent's claws were like silver crystals, and ordinary weapons could not harm him at all.
Fear appeared in everyone's hearts, and they understood why the commander just kept sighing, and why Mage Aibod said that he expected a miracle, because in this mist, they and others couldn't match each other at all.
"Puff."
The sound of a sharp sword piercing into the flesh came, and everyone knew that the companion who had just been caught in the mist had been resolved by the other party.
Before waiting for Mage Aibod to chant a new spell completely, the blood-stained claws reappeared and grabbed his head.
Severe pain came from Eberd’s scalp, and he felt the sharp claws penetrate into his head.
The extremely strong desire to survive made him keep beating the sharp claws above, and the two supernatural beings beside him overcame their fears, slashing at the top of the sharp claws with a spirit source sword.
"Boom."
The collision between the long sword and the sharp claws produced some sparks. Even a slight depression appeared on the top of the long sword, but the sharp claws were still undamaged, exuding silver-white brilliance.
"This...this..."
The two transcendents couldn't understand the scene in front of them. These were long swords attached to the source of spirit. Shouldn't these swords cut iron like mud? Why is there a situation where one's own weapon is sunken.
How long did they have to think about before, three flames appeared behind them, swallowing them completely.
The death of his men further stimulated Ebold's nerves, and he struck the upper claw desperately in an attempt to let him loosen his grasp.
It seems that his behavior touched the owner of Sharp Claw, and the other party unexpectedly coordinated with the two falling moon wolves to walk out of the mist and come to Aibode.
Looking at the white-haired, nearly three-meter-high, wolf-like head and two-handed claw-like orc, Aibode couldn't help being filled with fear.
Obviously this was the second time I saw the face of this kind of orc, but he still felt scared. With the blood-stained claws, it seemed to Aibod that the opponent really seemed to be from hell. Devilish.
"The last one?" The other party said in a deep voice.
Following these words, four figures came out of the mist one after another.
One of the orcs of the same race as the white demon asked: "My lord, is this the last of these extraordinary people?"
The other party nodded and said: "Yes, all the nearly thirty transcendents here have been killed by me."
Hearing the conversation between the two, Eberde's eyes widened. With just this mist, the five men and two wolves in front of him actually killed 30 Manvillas extraordinary?
Sure enough, Commander Mondell underestimated the opponent from the beginning. It's no wonder that the humans would rest assured that they would come to assassinate them.
"It's time to go, this mist is going to clear." The white orc said.
Ebald understood that his destiny was about to end at this moment, and he was very unwilling, so he hurriedly discarded the staff and took out the scroll that he had not dared to use before.
This is the scroll he obtained by accident. Above it contains power close to the fifth-order epic, and the scroll has only one ability, that is, self-destruction.
At the moment when the scroll is torn apart, Tier 5 power will burst out to sweep every corner, and even the holder of the scroll will be hit without exception. This is something that Iberd dare not use. reason.
But now, he has changed his mind. If he wants to die, he will also drag him to die with him.
He grabbed the scroll quickly and was about to tear it open.
Only hearing the sound of "poof", Aibode's head was scattered on the ground like a crushed watermelon.
His hands were also weakly loosened, and the scroll in his hands fell into a pool of blood.
Kane threw his body aside, picking up the scroll on the ground without being too dirty.
"Let me see, what on earth will be regarded as your dying opponent."
Kane opened the scroll with interest, intending to find out.
Sitz on the side keenly observed the texture and texture on the scroll. After nearly a month of teaching by Edlin, he is no longer the previous beginner who relied on the superficial knowledge of spells.
He began to speculate: "My lord, I think this should be a high-level scroll belonging to the fifth or sixth level. Judging from the lines above it, it is a range-based attack scroll."
Kane said a little unexpectedly: "Yes, this is indeed an explosive scroll. It looks like you have learned a lot from Lord Adrian this month."
Sitz said modestly: "No, my lord, the wizard's knowledge is far more abundant than I thought. I don't have enough knowledge at this level."
"Well, remember not to be too immersed in the study of knowledge, and to waste your cultivation, strength is what determines everything."
Sitz solemnly said: "Yes, my lord."
Kane put away the scroll and said to a few people: "Well, this scroll is of little use to us at the moment. I decided to take it back and show it to Your Excellency Adele to determine its true use."
"The mist is going to clear, we should go."
"Yes, sir." The four of them replied.
Several people took advantage of the darkness and the cover of the fog, and quickly ran out of the camp of the Manvilla army, leaving only more than 30 corpses telling what happened here.
After the mist cleared~IndoMTL.com~ more than two hundred soldiers finally got away from it, and they will reunite with the rest of the camp attracted by the sound of fighting.
The group of people came to the place where Kane and the commander finally fought, looked at the scene of corpses in front of him, and fell into a moment of contemplation.
A Tier 3 human transcendent asked: "Which of you knows what happened? And Commander Mondell?"
The leader of more than two hundred soldiers stepped forward and explained to him the situation just now.
After listening to Tier 3 Transcendent, he was surprised: "What!? You mean there are only five invaders?"
The soldier leader added: "Sir, it should be said that there are two Tier 3 meteor wolves."
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