Legendary Hero

Luo Lin pushed back the werewolf with a savage bull charge. Taking advantage of the opponent being knocked back and losing his balance, he launched a highly proficient stab attack, killing this ordinary level 12 dark werewolf almost instantly.

This time the confrontation is a real fight of strength, with very little skill.

Luo Lin is now at level eight, but he is a fighter, and his main attribute is strength. He already has a high strength of 26 points, and he has been blessed by the emerald dragon Vianna, so his strength is now as high as 32 points. When the anger state is not currently activated.

Although the werewolf in front of him has level 12, which is higher than Luo Lin, its power is only about 30 points, which is slightly lower than Luo Lin.

In this crisp confrontation, the werewolf's high vitality and high coordination advantages were not brought into play at all. Perhaps the werewolf itself underestimated Luo Lin, which led to it being directly beheaded by Luo Lin!

Stabbing the werewolf to death with a sword, Luo Lin had a moment of leisure, and shouted to the militia captain Seth who was sitting on the ground blankly: "Are you looking for death in a daze? Go to the tower!"

Facing Luo Lin who had already shown his strength, Seth dared not to underestimate him. He immediately got up and quickly climbed up the wooden ladder of the tower.

The werewolves in the dark seemed to be intimidated by Luo Lin's sword. Although they all showed their figures, with threatening low growls rolling in their throats, they did not run out to stop Seth's movements.

Seth successfully climbed up the tower, and once on the tower, he immediately said: "How many arrows do we have left?"

"I have three more."

"Four."

"I'm done."

After one round, there were only less than twenty arrows left. Thurston was sweating. In the dark corner under the tower, he saw at least a dozen pairs of green eyes. Those were werewolves. ah.

There are so many werewolves, but they only have less than twenty arrows. Presumably the situation in other towers is not much better, so how can they fight?

Seth was sweating like rain, feeling extremely ashamed.

At this time, he felt a golden light shining around him, and when he turned his head, he saw a golden light glowing on Priest Conworth's hand, which turned into a crown composed of a large number of runes.

The crown flew down from the tower, landed on Luo Lin's head, the light shone again, and then disappeared into Luo Lin's body.

"Cheer up! It's useless to regret, find a way to support the shield fighters below!" Conworth looked very serious, his face looked a little pale, obviously the magic just took a lot of his mind.

Seth was awakened, and immediately raised his bow and arrow, aimed at the werewolf below, and shouted at the same time: "Rolin, I'll cover you, climb up quickly."

Although the young man looked very powerful, Seth didn't think he could take on a dozen werewolves, maybe even more, and climbing the tower was the only safe way to go.

"No, I can't go up. If we retreat and hide, the townspeople in the town will suffer. Support me!" The young man's voice came up.

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When the golden crown of light descended on his body, the intellectual brain sent a message:

"Obtain the divine spell: Warrior's Crown. All physical attributes are increased by 10%, and all attacks are attached with sacred magic damage.

"Get the side quest: Fight off the wolves and save Moonlight.

Reward: 600 experience, randomly get 2 attributes.

There is no reason for Luo Lin not to fight for the task with attribute rewards and such a powerful divine magic blessing.

After blessing the magic, he looked at his physical attributes.

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An eighth-level ordinary fighter. (Divine blessing: tenacity: crown of warriors.)

Vitality: 41.8

Strength: 35.2

Coordination: 28.6

At this time, except that the coordination of physical flexibility is not as good as that of a werewolf, the other two attributes have completely surpassed a werewolf, and he still has a state of anger that has not been activated in his hand. These are his trump cards.

Werewolves emerged from the darkness on all sides, one head, two heads, three heads... In the end, Luo Lin counted a total of twenty-three, which was not a small number.

Luo Lin held a shield to protect himself, put a sword on the shield in his hand, bowed slightly, put on a defensive posture, and retreated slowly to the center of the square. There was a spring with a diameter of at least five meters, and iron fences were built around it.

Having his back against the spring frees him from an attack from behind.

"Hey~~~~" The werewolves bared their teeth and let out a threatening growl from their throats. They appeared from all directions and slowly surrounded Luo Lin. They were still moved by the force that Luo Lin had just shown. Shocking, so there is no rush to attack.

These werewolves are watching, scrutinizing the weaknesses of their opponents. They got together and tried to put psychological pressure on Luo Lin, forcing him to lose his mind and show his flaws.

More and more werewolves appeared, from the first twenty-three, to twenty-eight, twenty-nine, and finally to thirty-five.

Some of these werewolves were transformed from the townspeople of Moonlight Town, and some of them didn't know their origins. They surrounded Luo Lin in the middle, staring at Luo Lin with green eyes, as if The cemetery is like a will-o'-the-wisp, gloomy and cold.

Being attacked from all directions, and without any reliable barriers around, Luo Lin tried his best to raise his vigilance and pay full attention to the surrounding situation.

The speed of his retreat became slower and slower, his eyes looked in all directions, his ears listened to six directions, and he didn't dare to slack off.

The two sides just confronted each other like this, no one made a sound, a few night crows hoarsely chirped in the distance, and the night wind blew through the trees, rattling, and the night in the town was very quiet.

But everyone knows that this is not the tranquility of the night, but the prelude to the storm.

When the werewolves and the shield fighters get close to a certain distance, the battle will break out!

On the tower, the militiamen felt the extremely tense atmosphere. They all held their breath, not daring to make a sound, let alone shoot arrows, for fear of breaking the tranquility and causing the storm to come early.

The situation is like a bow that is getting tighter and tighter. No one knows when the werewolf will attack, no one knows whether the soldier under the tower can hold on, no one dares to think, if this soldier is killed , Then what kind of tragic fate will Moonlight Town face.

Sweat dripped from the foreheads of the militiamen, and they were a little overwhelmed. They had never experienced such a big scene. Even Priest Conworth, who was the most calm and rational in the field, was a little flustered. He fixed his eyes on Rowling, and didn't even think of asking those militiamen without wooden arrows to climb down the tower and use their waist knives to support him.

In fact, even if he had thought of it, none of the militiamen would have dared to descend from the tower. Because there are thirty-five werewolves down there. This is an extremely ferocious pack of wolves. Everyone knows that once they climb down the tower, their fate is to be torn apart by the pack of wolves.

As time passed, the distance between the werewolf and Luo Lin was less than 20 meters. These long-haired beasts formed an airtight circle around Luo Lin, and then stopped. The low growl in the middle is getting faster and faster, just like the speedy drums on the eve of a battle.

Luo Lin, who was standing in the middle, also stopped. The vital parts of his body were hidden behind the shield, but his back was completely exposed to the werewolf's attack, and the thin mail piece couldn't stop it at all. The claws of the werewolf.

On the eve of the battle, Luo Lin's heart was extremely peaceful.

His breathing became slower and deeper, but his heartbeat became heavier and faster, sending blood to all the muscles in his body.

Energy is accumulated in every muscle of his body, waiting for the opportunity to explode.

A gust of night wind blew, some dust and grass blades flew up from the ground, and some dust floated towards Luo Lin, making him squint his eyes.

This small action became the little spark that ignited the powder keg!