Dawn of the Grey Tower

Chapter 72: Bull and Purple Shirt

Some people once used the clouds across the sky to describe the size of a bull, which in most people's eyes is just an exaggerated analogy. But when this bull appeared on the edge of the range illuminated by the Breath of Dawn, even if only its front body was exposed, that kind of oppressive feeling like the sky burst to the top made people's unconscious heartbeats accelerate. Especially when the cheese sees the bull ’s eyes, the surging things in those eyes make the gray robe subconsciously want to escape, which feels worse than facing the dragon, he must restrain his instincts to stand in the original The ground does not move.

Mage looked at his companion, wanted to remind them to pay attention to the bull, and wanted to see how they looked when facing that thing. But no one needs his reminder. The dull cry has sworn to everyone the arrival of the giant beast. Under the light of the light and even the thick fog, every pair of eyes is watching the black beast .

Was the first to take action, it was the yews. It can be seen that these wood guys don't like their battle being disrupted, and the bulls also attacked their companions who are responsible for remote suppression in the fog. So the goblins who fought against Lothar and Atta left their opponents and began to form a war group again, moving closer to the intruder.

Losa was the first to recover from the shock brought by the bull. He frowned slightly. According to the previous information, this black cow was probably the skinny who came to take the sacrifice. The Earl thought that the Yews were already a tough opponent, but now it seems that the threat they pose is far from comparable. The best option at the moment should be to take advantage of the yews to round up the skinned ones. As for these goblin mercenaries, the count believes that even if they can survive the anger of the bull, they can no longer cause any trouble.

Keqi stopped him with his outstretched arm, and the mage shook his head slightly. He certainly understood that at this time, the angle with the yew was the best result against the skinners. But there is a premise, the premise is that they can really knock down the bull together. Therefore, it is his best strategy to take a look at the details of the skinned ones with the hands of these goblins. Furthermore, even if the bulls are powerful and unbeatable and easily defeat the yews, then they can just break their mist, without this layer. Restrictions, cheese and Wu Qi can play a lot of means.

The battle was on the verge, and the archer who survived in the mist and yews first shot arrows with venom on the bull, but these arrows were not even as good as the gadfly ’s mouthparts, blocked by the black paint to prevent the monster from being hurt. But they are not discouraged, any creature has weaknesses, and leather always has soft and fragile places. The premise is that they have enough time to find those weaknesses.

"Can they win?" The cheese questioned the female swordsman who was approaching. Apta obviously knew better than the mages, so when judging the trend of the situation, her opinion became very important. . It's just that he didn't realize there was a considerable gap between Ata's cognition of the yews and her cognition of the skinners, and she couldn't give the answer he wanted.

"I don't know." The female swordsman bit her lip. With the emergence of the Yeshan, the information in her brain was being stirred in a way that others did not know. Those things that existed but were forgotten, those that had never been remembered Thing, with this little spot pulled out of the water like a fishing net, "That cow does n’t have pure iron and the fire of hell, right? As long as it does n’t, it ca n’t really kill the yews. I only know these ,I only know…"

Ata's condition looked very bad. She held her forehead with one hand, and her head kept shaking slightly, as if she was throwing something out, and she seemed to hope to find a way out of the chaotic thoughts. It's just that her aliens have no special attention except Batu. Their main energy is still on the yews and the bulls. Between them, the battle between the two has already begun.

Yisans occupy the advantage of quantity and equipment. It can be seen that these guys are indeed worthy of their mercenary status. When facing the skinners, their formation is scattered and not messy, and they are pulling the energy of their opponents. The fighters on both sides of the bull are always making intimidating movements. If the bull's eyes are not standing on both sides of the head, it will be hesitant to be intimidated by the intimidation. For it, the way to break this situation is simple, just lower your head and rush forward.

"Moo!" When the dark cloud moved, the momentum reminded people of the wild horses that were racing on the grassland. One person is the army, which is what many people can only hear in the story of the bard, but when the bulls start to charge, they seem to be watching the thousands of troops pouring down from the hillside like a **** .

"Okay." Lothar praised unconsciously. At this moment, he didn't have the evil or other of the skinned person in his eyes. He just rushed to the heartfelt admiration before the majestic momentum of this beast. The Earl has not seen huge creatures, the deep-sea sea monsters in Distraught Bay, and even giants that can be named as Neptune. But the existence from the deep sea is not the same as the bull running on land with four hooves. The kind of shock that hoofs fall to the ground ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The agitation of every muscle, from slow to fast, is incomparable to the aquarium wandering between the water and the sky.

The two yews who stood in front of the bull rose like a mustard in the wind. Their squatted body and the shield in front of them did not function as they should. Even a tree-like body was torn apart under heavy impact. The power of one blow is comparable to the weapon of siege!

But as Atta said before, although the bull ’s horns are hard and the hooves are solid, they are not pure iron after all, and the vibrancy in their eyes cannot be turned into **** fire. The yews who were hit and scattered on the ground are still active. They may need some time to rejoin their scattered body parts, but it is only a matter of time. And as the Bull's footsteps slowed down to prepare for a second charge, the rest of the yews had already leaned on it. They won't give it any more distance to accumulate speed.

"Hoo." The bull, vomiting the air with fog, which turned into black smog in its muzzle, reminiscent of the black smoke rising as the flame burned. It seemed to perceive something, and looked back at the cheese, to be precise, the lantern on the mage's wooden stick. It was the light of the morning light, the light that could kill the skinned person. Although the light is not enough to penetrate its skin, it is enough to make it feel uncomfortable.

"Prepare to fight," the gray robe suddenly said to the companions around him, "these yews can't stop it for long."

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