The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 512: The wind of magic on the grassland (it’s just, it’s not the end!)

Many veterans galloping on the battlefield will have a sense of being in the dark.

This feeling can sometimes make them aware of danger in advance and avoid them, and sometimes it can help them escape deadly threats and allow them to survive on the cruel battlefield.

Roald Flying Mane feels like this.

Since joining the Salvation Army, he has survived hard and cruel wars until now. Even the original Flying Mane tribe has been wiped out, so that he can only live in the Ironshoe Tribe.

It was the illusory feeling that made him survive the war time and time again, and tried to continue the glory of Flying Mane.

It's just that today, the feeling in the dark told him.

——He will die in this goblin sea.

"Drink!"

There was a long neigh, and the power in the body began to work.

Although the centaur family does not have very good magical aptitude, according to their talents, many people with spell-like abilities will be born.

In fact, it is precisely because of the extremely high heritability spell-like abilities that the Centaur race can occupy a place in the Salvation Army where the strong are born on the continent full of magic races, unlike the inferior kobolds. The race is the same, it is used as cannon fodder in the true sense.

The spell-like ability was activated, and the ubiquitous atmosphere became his help, and his body suddenly became a sophisticated killing machine, waving the battle axe in his hand, dancing in the sea of ​​goblins. A **** waltz.

But this is far from enough. The ground emptied by the battle axe will soon be filled with new goblins, and the stumps and broken arms will gradually accumulate, which also restricts Roold’s movement and gradually becomes unable to perform. open.

Suddenly. A gorgeous magical firework bloomed in the still dark sky.

"Roold, the order has come down, ready to retreat!"

Not far from him, a centaur who also wandered through the **** sea of ​​the Dead Mountain roared loudly.

Their original mission was just to attract the attention of the goblins. Once the mission was completed. Or when the casualties are too high, the main force will send out the signal just now.

Is it because the mission was completed, or is it just because the main force has suffered too many casualties?

Looking at the steady stream of goblins, Roald frowned.

It looks like the latter.

This means the failure of this operation and the meaningless sacrifice of compatriots who died before.

I don't know whether it was self-deprecating or a complex expression of sighing on his face: Now that he can't protect himself, what is left to mourn for the dead compatriots?

Four hooves exert force. With the power of the atmosphere, he stood up high and swept away the goblins in the way with his tomahawk.

No matter what, survival is victory!

Even the war with the abyssal demon has been broken by him, how can he casually die at the hands of the goblins!

At this moment, the goblin spellcasters mixed in the goblins threw the only magic they could use towards Lood.

That’s just one link. Even for magic that doesn’t even reach a link, Roald can easily resist or use weapons to disperse them, but now there is nowhere to borrow from the air, and the attacks are falling like raindrops, making him only I can grit my teeth for a few times, and then continue to protrude toward the periphery regardless of the pain.

"Almost..."

Although it is used as a decoy. They only had a little contact with the goblin's vanguard, but they didn't expect to be wrapped up in three layers inside and outside in just a few minutes.

On this escape road, Roald saw at least three hills of goblins. They were lying on the hill, squirming densely, tearing out pieces from the inside of the hill with bloodshot eyes. Meat and offal. Even if he didn't see the scene inside, Roald could still imagine what it was inside.

If Xiwei were here, he would definitely feel that the current goblins are almost the same as the zombies in some movies...

"Go away from me!!!"

Yelling in the language of the centaur, trying to dispel the lingering feeling in my heart at the same time. Roald also managed to squeeze out the little power left in his body, and shook all the goblins that were still fearless and fearless. In order to preserve his strength, he now had no more power to kill those guys.

Never die here...

Holding this last conviction, Roald rushed forward regardless of the rapidly increasing wounds on his body.

But with the loss of blood. His strength and physical strength quickly flowed away, and in the end, he could only kneel down on the ground unwillingly, watching his eyes bright red, and ugly goblins surrounded by hideous faces.

"Damn...so I said I shouldn't believe in humans..."

Remorse crawled into Roald Feimane's heart, and the things of the past passed by him like a revolving lantern.

Humans deceived the isolated Feimane tribe out of the quiet valley with fancy words, and formed an alliance with them with the so-called righteousness, and finally treated his entire tribe as abandoned children on the battlefield...

Although it is not possible to blame all the hatred on the entire human race, and the human race did eventually save the main material plane, so Rood originally intended to retreat to the new green grassland with the Ironshoe tribe.

As a result, I didn't expect such a thing to happen. Because of a human plan, the Ironhoof tribe once again rushed to the front of the confrontation with the Goblin Sea. In the end, he was the same as before and became an abandoned child again.

The only difference is that this time, the miracle of saving yourself shouldn't happen.

The moment the goblins rushed to him, in the sky and the earth, something seemed to disappear in vain.

The goblins who were still full of madness suddenly stopped moving, with a puzzled expression on their faces.

What happened? Roald, who was about to wait for death, looked at the goblins who were beginning to panic, and couldn't help but wonder.

Then a voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

"The Goblin King has been sealed by me~IndoMTL.com~ Next, we will clean up the unbalanced number of goblins. Every centaur warrior should be careful not to be affected."

It's the human voice!

Roald's mouth grew wide in surprise, not knowing how to react.

After that, a ‘door’ suddenly opened in the sky, and many fireballs spewed out from the door full of fire elements, and under the deliberate control of the caster, slowly hit the grassland.

Surprisingly, the flame has no temperature and will not ignite the grass, but the goblins hit by the fireball or splashed by the explosion when the fireball falls to the ground will be ignited and screamed miserably. After a while, it turned into white fly ash...

In less than a minute, after the large group of goblins were not driven by the Goblin King, they were frightened by the fireballs that were actually not powerful and fled, completely defeated.

The threat of the Goblin Sea came to an end... (Your support from Dingtian Novels is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m. to read.)

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