Night Ranger

On the battlefield, the situation changed suddenly.

Marvin's forceful insertion made the rest of the ogres a little uneasy, and a few nearby ogres immediately got rid of their restraints and leaned over immediately.

They want to protect him!

This made Marvin even more convinced that this guy was the real commander of this group of ogres. As for the two legends, whether it is Iron Armor or Ogre Wizard, they are just leaders.

War is an art. Those who know how to command and those who don't know it at all are very obvious on the battlefield.

Marvin ignored those ogres, and the two swords still slashed down fiercely!

boom!

The ogre commander struggled to lift a thick mace, and with a bang, sparks flew everywhere!

Marvin's body fell down.

The pair of knives clasped the mace tightly, his waist and abdomen exerted strength, and his feet suddenly shoveled upwards, clamping the ogre's forehead in one fell swoop!

...

On the other side, the nearby ogres who wanted to gather did not succeed!

The dark guards stood up one by one. They held big swords and swung them fiercely, forcing the group of ogres back.

For these guards, Marvin was the former Night King, the figure they swore to protect.

Marvin wanted to create one-on-one space, and they were dead set on doing it.

In fact, they also have this ability.

From the north to the south of the battlefield, the second round of charges initiated by Guderian and the Knight Commander of the River Beach City patrol kicked off again.

The tuk-tuk sound of war horses is especially loud on the battlefield. The knight in armor charged into the ogre camp fiercely with a long spear!

They vowed to tear the ogre camp apart.

However, this time, the difficulties they encountered were much greater than last time.

The ogres moved desperately toward their commander. This makes the knights more passive.

Although this round of charge temporarily stopped the ogre's footsteps, it also killed three ogres, and still divided them between the north and south sides.

But the loss on Marvin's side was even more severe!

One-third of the knights lost their horses, one-quarter of the knights were hit by the ogre, and were seriously injured or slightly injured. One young knight even died on the spot!

The cruelty of war. Finally revealed.

Those adventurers wandering around the periphery no longer dare to approach the battlefield. They can only try to siege a lone ogre - however, for ordinary adventurers, adult ogres are still very dangerous creatures.

Although dozens of people killed an ogre, they still paid ten lives before they succeeded.

This is the horror of creatures like ogres. If it weren't for the fact that most ogres are not very intelligent. And its reproductive ability is low, this thing is simply a human nightmare.

On the battlefield, there was wailing.

Most of the soldiers had a hint of fear on their faces.

There is no way, each ogre is more than two meters tall and extremely strong. Even if it is cut on the body by a big sword, as long as it is not pierced into the heart, those simple injuries will recover quickly!

This makes people very helpless!

As for Marvin's coalition forces, there have already been many casualties. This seriously affected their morale.

If it wasn't for Marvin still fighting and the dark warriors still struggling to kill the enemy, they might have fallen apart!

Just at this time. The magician of the Silver Church finally made a move.

Collins in white robe strode forward, singing a divine spell loudly.

This old fox finally made a move.

The silver-white radiance condensed on the battlefield, and it could be seen that this was a large-scale magic.

Silver light enveloped all the ogres, every movement of the ogre. All of a sudden there was a lag!

Divine Art - Slow!

Originally, the ogre's movements were slow, after being hit by a magic spell. Their actions seemed even more flawed.

This created time for Marvin to solo kill the ogre commander.

It has to be said that Collins' grasp of the battlefield is also first-class.

Under his leadership, the magicians of the Silver Church also began to use their own magic arts on the battlefield.

These magic spells can't directly kill the ogre, but they can either buff one's own people or weaken the enemy, but they are enough to produce the ability to influence the situation of the battle.

...

In the middle of the battlefield, with an extremely twisted movement, Marvin's body directly dodged the mace, and he hung upside down on the ogre!

A backhand cut with two knives!

The painful wailing of the ogre commander was heard immediately.

Because in those two cuts just now, Marvin inserted into the kneecap of the ogre with incomparable precision!

He let go, his waist and abdomen exerted strength again, and his whole body turned directly from the ogre's head!

Snapped!

Marvin kicked the ogre in the back.

Finally, this extremely strong guy couldn't control his body, and couldn't help but knelt down!

Click click click!

The scimitar that was originally inserted into the inside of the ogre's kneecap scraped off the ogre's kneecap forcibly under the weight of the ogre commander himself!

The painful roar sounded again, and his hand holding the mace was even shaking!

Marvin turned around and drew out his scimitar from both sides nimbly.

Whoosh!

The mace waved fiercely. This time, the ogre commander's attack range was very large. Even though Marvin jumped back in time, his chest was still scratched!

The burning pain stimulated Marvin's nerves.

A bloody mess.

Marvin's temples throbbed.

With that blow just now, if he had fought hard, he would have been killed in hell!

This is the frightening thing about fighting large creatures. Even though Marvin's agility is as high as 26 points, it is still possible for the opponent to seize the opportunity.

Maybe he can slash the opponent more than a dozen times by himself, but he can still survive tenaciously.

But as long as the other party gives him a hit, he will be finished.

Dual Blade Ranger. In the face of certain monsters, it is indeed a bit helpless, it is completely a profession that walks on the tip of the knife!

But all of this, after advancing to the master of the night. It will change.

As a rogue, what Marvin lacked was not super-fast movement, but the ability to escape in battle.

Assassins are good at this—disappearance, strong invisibility, shadow crossing... Various high and low level escape skills can make them more comfortable when facing big guys.

However, as an assassin, it would be difficult to kill something like an ogre. After all, their defense and vitality are too strong.

It is almost impossible for a short weapon to kill an ogre with a single blow.

Throat cut? His neck is extremely thick, even if his defense is broken. An ogre with its throat cut can also recover with its strong resilience.

Stab the heart? With the toughness of the ogre's skin, ordinary assassins couldn't penetrate it at all.

besides. They are almost harmless.

To kill them, apart from witchcraft, the only way is to confront them head-on.

And Marvin did exactly that!

With super high agility. He wants to dismember this ogre commander bit by bit!

That's what he does best.

...

The painful roar continued to sound. The ogres on both sides tried desperately to come to support.

However, the resilience of the Darkguard exceeded their imagination.

They formed a defensive formation, leaving a large enough space for Marvin and the ogre commander.

No ogre can come near them.

Their combat experience is terrifyingly rich, even if they are far inferior to these ogres, but with their strong will and strength, it is easy to keep them out.

The knights on both sides were also extremely tired. Although there are magicians to treat them, every surviving knight has shallow or deep scars on his body, and these scars are simply shocking.

There were three bloodstains on Guderian's face. Wipe away the sweat.

"What the hell did Marvin do to make this ogre so miserable?"

His eyes traveled across the battlefield and settled on the fierce battle.

next second. He just felt his hairs stand on his head!

Because at that moment, the expressionless Ma Wensheng charged from behind, attacked with two knives, and forcibly removed half of the ogre's arm!

The thick forearm flew up in the air and finally landed on the ground.

Marvin was like the ruthless butcher, decomposing his body bit by bit.

After the kneecap is shaved off. He couldn't stand up anymore, he could only kneel on the ground and fight Marvin.

However, except for the initial look. Marvin never gave him another chance.

His mace had already been kicked somewhere by Marvin.

His body was chopped off frantically by Marvin.

break out!

Two-sword ronin!

He just walked around the ogre commander, and the technique that Black Jack used to kill the brown bear came to his mind.

Unknowingly, the gait of Juma became smoother.

The ogre couldn't resist at all, and the attacks with the strength judgment bonus continued to eat away at his body.

For thirty seconds, the entire battlefield was completely silent!

All the ogres were stunned.

Marvin stood beside the amputated body of the ogre commander like a bloodbather.

The poor ogre commander was directly cut into a human stick - just like what ogre likes to do to humans.

The ogres were completely angry. They roared to the sky and roared endlessly.

Marvin said coldly, "What a quarrel."

He kicked down, and the ogre commander fell to the ground. Marvin crossed his swords and strangled him to the back of the neck!

The double knives pierced the ogre's neck and got embedded.

"It's fucking hard..."

Ma Wen had been prepared for a long time, he performed a skillful somersault on the spot, stepped on the joints of the two knives hard with his feet, and stabbed!

The two knives sank, and the head of the ogre commander fell to the ground.

In the next second, all the ogres fell into a state of rage.

However, all of this happened to be what Marvin wanted.

They started fighting on their own again, they attacked those around them at all costs, they didn't try to get together.

"Phew, the tactics succeeded..."

"Next, it's time to siege."

Marvin let out a long breath.

At this moment, from the north of the battlefield, the elegant elf prince came over dragging a mountain of meat.

"how's it going?"

asked Marvin.

Ibrahimovic shrugged: "His lingua franca is terrible."

"Before I knocked him out, one of the words he said was [devil]."

... (to be continued)