Bloodline Lord of War

  Chapter 38 Red Dragon Breath

Like a red-hot sharp knife stuck into butter, Robin rushed into the camp of the jackals as if there was no one there. He killed while rushing, cutting all the living things in front of him in half, and soon the jackals The fragmented corpses of people paved the way of his charge.

  His charging route is very clear, and the target is also obvious, which is Smaug sitting on the sedan chair in the distance.

  Dragon Vein Goblin saw this killing **** rushing towards him, his green face turned pale with fright, and immediately shouted in panic: "Stop him! Stop him for me!"

  The gnolls immediately rushed towards Robin, but even the elite hobgoblins couldn't stop Robin. How could these gnolls with poorer equipment and weaker combat effectiveness be Robin's opponents.

  The battle turned into the simplest mowing. Every time the lord swung his sword, several gnolls would be cut in half. All kinds of stumps and broken arms flew in front of him, and plasma splashed on him like rain.

  A few smart natives got two door panels from nowhere and used them as big shields, and held them up to Robin, but Robin split them in half with the shield.

   At this time, the elf archers had wiped out the hobgoblin archers. Under Aisha's command, they sent support to Robin.

  Arrow rain fell from the sky, just falling on Robin's left and right sides, and the gnolls covered by the arrow rain fell to the ground one after another, creating a no-man's land on Robin's left and right wings in an instant.

The elf's archery skills are superb, and the accuracy is unbelievable. Robin rushed forward, and the arrow rain followed him all the way, as if two walls of arrow rain were built beside him. Anyone who wanted to approach Robin from the two wings The gnolls, without exception, were all covered by the rain of arrows.

   Robin rushed and killed, and the gnolls in front of him fell down in batches like wheat harvested in autumn. Killing and killing, he suddenly felt a stab in his hand, and pulled the sword out of the wolf man's chest, only to see that the sword body was already full of gaps, and the blade was severely curled.

He couldn't remember how many hobgoblins and gnolls he had killed in this battle. The cross sword in his hand kept colliding with the enemy's weapons and armor. He was stunned to play the effect of a magic weapon, but at this moment the sword finally couldn't hold it anymore, it was too damaged and could no longer be used.

  Robin looked up and saw that the dragon vein goblin was in front of him, but there were still ten gnolls in the middle.

  He simply threw away the waste sword in his hand, raised his foot and picked up an indigenous spear from the bright red grass. Then he held the gun in one hand, and took a big step forward. At this moment, the muscles in his whole body tensed up, and they exerted force together, and threw the spear in his hand forward.

  The moment the spear was released from the hand, it rubbed against the air violently and produced a deafening explosion.

  The divine power of the Titan endowed the spear with lightning speed and terrifying penetrating power. The wolf man could not catch the flight trajectory of the spear with his eyes, nor could he react at all.

  In the blink of an eye, the spear pierced through seven Jackals in a row, and strung together the three Jackals standing at the back. Finally, the spear stopped and nailed it deeply to the grass.

   In this way, Robin's eyes were swept away in an instant, and the road to Smaug was unimpeded.

   Immediately afterwards, Robin stepped on the corpse of the wolf man and rushed towards Smaug along this road.

  Longmai goblin turned pale with fright, and jumped off the sedan chair in a hurry. In a panic, he didn't care about the life and death of his subordinates, he took a deep breath, until his stomach swelled up, and then spit out a mouthful of hot red flames at Robin who was rushing towards him.

  Blood skill, red dragon breath!

  When the flame just came out of Smaug's mouth, it was just a thin red thread, but after shooting two meters, it suddenly spread into a huge fan.

  Robin, including the gnoll in front of him, was instantly engulfed by raging flames, the grass was ignited, and Smaug's face turned into a sea of ​​flames.

  The gnolls in the flames howled miserably, the high temperature of the dragon's breath burned the armor on their bodies red, sticking to their skin like a branding iron.

  They were burning with flames, shouting in pain, while running around in the sea of ​​flames, rolling all over the ground. The dragon's breath was different from ordinary flames, and quickly burned through their skin and muscles, and even their bones were burned.

  The smell of barbecue wafted from the sea of ​​fire, and the hoarse screams could be heard endlessly. At this time, it is the greatest kindness to them to step forward and give them the last knife. But no one could save them, and the other jackals around all avoided the flames one after another, fearing that they would not be in a hurry.

  The fire dispelled the panic on Smaug's face. He looked at the hell-like sea of ​​flames in front of him, and heard the screams of the gnolls in his ears, with a smug smile on his face again.

  It’s just a mere human being, no matter how strong you are, you can’t block my dragon’s breath!

  But at the next moment, a figure suddenly jumped out of the sea of ​​flames. Robin was like a ghost returned from hell, with flames still burning on his body, and he rushed towards Smaug with his angry eyes wide open.

  Smaug was frightened and dumbfounded immediately. He stared a pair of small yellow eyes in disbelief. No one has ever survived being hit by his dragon breath.

  Robin rounded his fist and hit Smaug in the face with one fist. This punch was quite strong, and Smaug was shot out like a cannonball.

  He shot seven or eight meters away in one breath, his short body turned three times in mid-air, and finally fell heavily on the grass, and then remained motionless.

  Robin straightened up, and raised his hand to extinguish the flames on his shoulders and thighs. The dragon's breath did not cause much damage to him, and the strong physique brought by the blood of the Titans allowed him to resist Smaug's flames.

   Fortunately, Smaug is a goblin. If it was the breath of a real dragon, it would be completely different.

The gnolls surrounded the lord, but none of them dared to take a step forward. They also saw the terrifying scene of Robin rushing out of the flames just now, and it was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of every gnoll. They finally regained their few sanity.

  At this time, the spear team led by Simon finally broke through the phalanx of the wolf man, and successfully joined forces with Robin.

  The Iron Bear Warrior fought out from the phalanx of the wolf men with his spear upright, shouting, "Stand up, leader! I'm here to support you."

  Robin walked over and kicked his ass: "What are you yelling for? It makes me feel like I'm going to die."

   Immediately afterwards, the elf archers also joined in the final hand-to-hand combat. They put their longbows on their backs, drew their waist knives, and rushed into the Gnoll camp following the Iron Guard's ass.

   At this time, the battle situation has been decided, the elves have eaten enough meat, and want to share the last bit of soup.

  Without the commander, the accomplices were almost dead, and the remaining more than a hundred gnolls immediately dispersed.

  So the iron guards started the hunting competition again. They chased the fleeing gnolls, called them one by one with throwing guns, and compared the number of gnolls they killed with each other.

But this time the elves also participated in the competition, and their longbows were more accurate than the iron guards' throwing spears. As a result, the first place title was taken away by Luke among the elves. Shoot fifteen gnolls.

   This made the iron guards very angry, but the elves were proud. Originally, the half-elves were afraid of the strong iron guards, but now they can finally be equal.

   While the Iron Guard and the elves were chasing the remaining gnolls, Robin came to Smaug's side. When his **** feet stepped on Smaug's face, the dragon-veined goblin's closed eyelids visibly moved slightly.

   Playing dead?

  Robin showed a sneer on his face. He didn't care if the other party was pretending to be dead. Since he likes to play dead, let him really die.

  (end of this chapter)