Hero’s Creed

The magicians saw Downton's bravery, and they were all sedated. They hurriedly flashed back, fearing that he would be the first to be found. m.

"A bunch of waste!" Holyfield had been waiting for these people to continue killing each other. Unexpectedly, they were scared by a guy who was "seriously injured" and almost made him angry.

Downton stood up, took out a potion of potent magic energy potion, poured it into his mouth, and added magic energy.

"Is this your talent?" Holyfield noticed a rune pattern appearing on Downton's face, like a fish head.

"Of course!" Downton's face remained the same, but he was secretly lucky.

Xia Luo is definitely a real magician. The steel body potion delivered is perfect. Downton just drank it. After a few flashes, his body turned into a slightly yellowish metallic color, and even A shark rune climbed to the chest, spread across the neck and reached the cheek.

If it weren't for the potion to take effect, the flesh-and-blood body turned into a steel body, and Downton absolutely died under the heavy blow of the ogres!

"What kind of talent are you? I'm about to be beaten!" Holyfield sprinted, waving a giant mace and hitting Downton's head.

Downton hit back.

Bang, the tomahawk and mace collided together, and the sound almost shattered the eardrum.

Downton was like a weak bean sprout in front of the ogres, but he didn't take a step back in the attack, and he carried it down.

"You can't do it very hard, you have to find a way!"

Downton gritted his teeth, beheaded once and again, and faced Holyfield, his advantage was largely offset.

The difference in strength is not too big, it is two or three times more. Downton can’t do the kind of crushing in the past. He very much wants to draw some Titan power, but he knows that he can’t do that, otherwise his body will It can't bear to be damaged. As for the talents of fighting the stars, since the opponent can't shoot magic, so it is completely decorated.

The power of giant martial arts is still there, and with the power of ten trolls, it also hurts ogres.

Bang, another collision, the mace hit Downton's chest and flew him, but the ogres were also uncomfortable, and he was cut to the shoulder by the tomahawk, leaving a half-meter long mouth.

Watching the blood flow from the skins rolled by the ogres, Downton climbed up, and he finally realized the power of the dragon-level medicine.

It is worthy of being one of the five strongest defensive potions that can't even be defended by the dragon's scorching breath. The ogre's mace fell on the body and did not even cause a wound. If it was changed to usual, Downton would have been It's puree.

But thinking about a potion of steel body requires one million gold coins, and it can only take effect for three minutes. Downton was angered again. This time it was really a loss. Even if he peeled and peeled the bones of Holyfield, he was squeezed as a slave. It is estimated that so much money will not be made in a lifetime.

After all, the sip of the potion was tens of times more expensive than Downton’s from birth until now.

"I must dismantle you today!" Downton launched a giant charge, shot at Holyfield, and attacked with all his strength. He deliberately took a posture of losing his calm, eager for the ogre to underestimate the enemy, and attack him.

Within three minutes, if he was unable to fight the ogres, Downton could only take out the unicorn mount and run away.

"Come on well!" Ogre is overjoyed, the martial arts it learns are just bad things, relying on a brute force and strong physical qualities to kill the Quartet, Downton chose one of its favorite fighting methods, how could it be unhappy ?

The two are like humanoid beasts, fighting together.

At this point in the battle, the shields of the two men had all been damaged, purely by hard resistance to attack, and Downton looked more embarrassed and retreated.

"Downton is dying!"

"Shall we snatch?"

"Have you ever fought an ogre? Unless we are united together!"

The onlookers of the magical energy started to think again, and communicated with their eyes. It was really too rich for Downton, so they could not give up.

"Grab it first, then divide!"

Soon, the audience reached an agreement.

"A bunch of idiots." When Homer stayed in the backpack that Jackson was carrying, drawing the soul wreckage, he did not forget to pay attention to the battle situation. As for helping out, it was impossible. Yesterday, in order to repel the female thief, it consumed a lot of magic. The source can still be made up now.

Of course, even if the source is sufficient, Homer will not intervene in the battle. It is the ancient magic book, not the nanny. If Downton can’t even overcome these difficulties, he is not worthy of his master, but at present, it seems that he Well done.

The nickname of West Fox is not given in vain.

Downton started to play tricks again and again, and continued to retreat, with a painful expression on his face. It seemed that he might be bombed at any time, but the offensive was not weak, and the round was higher than the round.

"Something wrong!"

A magician with good eyesight found out that something was wrong. Downton was backing away, but why was the blood spilled by ogres? And there were more and more wounds on his body, and one of them still penetrated his chest, and he almost broke it.

Although Downton was occasionally hit hard and looked painful, in fact his movements did not affect him at all.

"Is he pretending to be invincible?" The magician was shocked, and looked down at Downton with deep fear. In such a fierce battle that would die at any time, he could still be far-sighted and calm. It's terrible, this kind of person will become a great weapon in the future.

Holyfield is indeed scarred, and the terrible injury makes its attack more and more weak, but the severe pain makes it urgently want to kill Downton to vent his anger, and most importantly, the painful expression on Downton's face has been The retreating footsteps gave the ogre an illusion that he could kill him with more force.

But this force did not arrive.

Although Downton drank the iron body potion, the ogre’s blow could not hurt him, but after all, several ribs were broken, and there was congestion in the chest. This fierce battle dragged the body, so that he would also Pain, hematemesis.

Of course, even if it is congestion, it can't be wasted. Downton vomited all over his clothes, so it looks **** miserable.

"Why don't you fall?"

Unable to attack for a long time, Holyfield finally showed anxiety, and he didn't understand how Downton's "skinny" body contained such a strong tenacity?

The demon servants are very hard, but the difference in strength is too large. Even the first and second will fall under the impact of the mace, which makes Downton desperately want to include the undead in the dungeon. .

If there is an army of hatred, these ogres will definitely be crushed.

"Huh? What's going on?" Walnut also noticed something was wrong. "Why is that ogre dominant, but the injury is heavier than the elder brother?"

"I remembered that the pattern seemed to be the phenomenon after drinking the potion of the steel body!" A magician looked at the rune on Downton's face and finally woke up, but still not sure.

No way, this kind of medicine is too high-end, and the price is expensive. Even the children of the nobles may not have touched one, not to mention the characteristics after use.

"No? A dragon-level potion of up to one million gold coins? Will he?"

"Otherwise how to explain that he was not injured?"

The magicians recalled that Downton had been beaten a few times just now, originally thought that Downton's bones were broken, but now it seems that it is completely disguised because his movements are not deformed at all, which is not like breaking. Bone wounded.

"The key is that he drank it! One million, then drank it that way!" A magician murmured and looked at the bottle that Downton had just dropped. His eyes were full of envy, jealousy, and others drank it. It is estimated that the pharmacy, most of the money he has earned in his life, cannot be bought.

"Damn, you lied to me?" Holyfield's torn ear bitten off by Tyson heard the whispering of the magician, and he was furious.

"Who makes you stupid!" Downton stimulated the ogres, and at the same time took out a potent potion of magical energy and immediately poured it into his mouth.

"You're going to die!" The ogre is furious and wants to explode, but it is surprised to find that it can't exert its full strength.

"Is it good to play just now? It's my turn this time." Downton snorted, his right foot stepped on the ground to stop the retreat and beheaded with all his strength.

boom!

Holyfield's arm trembles and takes a step backwards for the first time.

"It's a bloodletting tactic!" On the battlefield, Homer only knew best. After seeing that he couldn't kill the enemy with a single blow, Downton's decisive "retreat" used a consumption tactic.

Now there are nearly a hundred wounds on the ogres. Although they are not fatal, they do not add up to the large amount of blood lost. The pain is enough to drink a pot.

Downton's focus is on Holyfield's limbs, because any movements made after muscle injury will be deformed and delayed.

This is why the ogres now feel that it will be difficult to intercept Downton's attack.

Downton, who has supplemented the magic power, finally has full firepower!

Roar!

The lungs expanded, Downton took a sharp breath, exhaled, and roared out the giant roar, and the huge sound swept around all of a sudden.

Holyfield, who was facing the control technique in front, roared with both ears, his head dizzy, close to the fighting instinct, and raised his mace.

Boom, the giant beheaded the mace with a beating ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ followed by two consecutive blows and cut the thumb deep wound on its body.

The flesh turned over, and the thick **** skin poured out like a scoop.

"Come and help me!" Holyfield screamed in pain, just about to fight back and force Downton back, the ground collapsed under the giant's trampling, it stood unsteady, stumbled a few steps, and had not recovered balance, one A huge magic tomahawk descended from the sky.

Boom, slate cracked, one of Holyfield's arms was cut off.

Arnold also knew that the most critical moment was coming, and tried his best to intercept the ogres who wanted Holyfield, and the moving ghouls were also killed.

"Big brother, come on!" Walnut worked very hard. In the chaos, he cut off the leg of an ogre.

Giant windmill!

Downton twisted his arms and turned them sideways, like a rotating barbed knife, attacking Holyfield, with a blue shimmering axe blade, under the starlight, dazzling can not be added, just like the aurora of the Northland! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe, reward, and your support is my biggest motivation.)