Warhammer Wizard

A strong man appeared on the wall.

He is half a head shorter than the barbarian next to him, but taller than a normal human being. At about two meters, his body develops horizontally, his sturdy neck and shoulders form a triangle, and his body is muscularly lumpy, supporting the leather armor he wears. Almost exploded, the bronzed skin reflected a strange metallic luster.

This strong savage has a young face.

He looks about thirty years old, with a high nose, a broad forehead, two eyes that are thin and long, and no eyebrows, making the overall facial features look a little weird, but not very ugly, which can be described by his appearance.

Many savages have this appearance, mixing the characteristics of humans and savages, and the results are nondescript, and most of them have some deformities.

The appearance of the savage in front of him is within the normal range, which is relatively good.

Ren noticed that the savages' pupils were black, but there were two extremely fine apertures at the edges of the pupils, one was red and the other was golden, almost overlapping.

If he hadn't had super vision, it would be difficult to spot this vision.

The eyes are the windows of the soul and the manifestation of the soul.

Ren's eyes penetrated in, and he suddenly saw that there were three souls in the savage's mind! And these three souls are very powerful, more than ordinary legends!

The shape of each soul is very peculiar, neither human nor barbarian, let alone barbaric.

He couldn't be more familiar with this soul.

This is the soul of the dragon!

Wren couldn't help being taken aback. The dragon changed into a humanoid creature, mostly elves and humans, and occasionally turned into a dwarf, because these two races have a place in Allenus, and they also conform to the dragon's aesthetics and become lowly. The savages are really rare.

What surprised Renn most was that the savage possessed three souls at the same time.

"Is this a three-headed dragon combined?"

He carefully observed the savage, the body did not seem to be merged, and then looked at the three souls, entangled and surrounded each other, with a deep connection.

Each soul is not independent, but more like three forms of a soul.

"Split personality?"

Renn was not so sure.

The savage's demeanor was very stable. He stood on the wall and looked down at Tyrion, his eyes were full of mockery, not like a dragon with mental problems.

He hugs left and right, his arms around two female savages.

The appearance of the female savage is exactly the opposite of that of the male savage. Generally, they have a good-looking mid-to-upper appearance, and are tall and hot, with good strength.

When the barbarians and trolls saw him, they hurriedly saluted and cried respectfully, "Head."

Ren keenly noticed that the eyes of the barbarians and trolls were full of fear. Obviously, this giant dragon transformed into a barbarian was extremely harsh on his mercenaries.

"Bolch, hum..."

Tyrion was originally calm, but when he saw Bolch, his enemies were extremely jealous when they met, and he scolded, "When I finish talking with Baron Barkley, I will settle the account with you."

"Hahaha... depends on you?"

Bolch laughed frantically, almost overflowing with arrogance on his face.

His gaze swept across the extreme fighters, and finally fell on Ren, staring for a few seconds, shook his head and said, "So I took refuge in the new owner. Tyrion, you are getting more and more hopeless. I really thought, just find someone. Can the extraordinary come and do it with me, right?"

Then, Bolch pointed Rehn with his finger, disdainfully said, "Young man, I don't care where you are from. If you want to interfere in my affairs, then you are not far from death."

As he spoke, his eyes floated to the armor of the extreme fighters, and a trace of greed flashed under his eyes.

"interesting."

Ryan was not scared by the threat, but found it interesting.

Borch was arrogant on the surface and didn't put himself in the eyes at all, but the color of his soul exposed his true emotions. He was very calm and cautious, and he did not know what gestures he was making behind his back.

He could be heard through the sound of all things, and he gave instructions to the mercenaries who were ambushing under the wall.

A chaotic sound of footsteps surged behind the castle gate.

Seemingly reckless, but in fact stable.

However, no matter how stable it is, it will not play much role in the face of huge power gap.

Renn nodded to Sicarius and the eight other extreme fighters with Rambo's guns, signaled that they were ready to fire, and said quietly, "I will give you ten seconds to let Baron Barkley respond to the bloodsworn mercenary group. Hand over the eight hundred golden shields I got, if I don’t give it, then I’ll take it myself."

At the same time, Sicarius and others have removed the black cloth.

Nine dark machine guns lit up, and with a few clicks, the extreme soldiers pulled the bolts and loaded them, aiming their muzzles at the city wall.

Bolqi's face was stagnant, and when he saw Rambo's gun, his eyes were a little confused.

Although he had never seen a machine gun and could not guess the power of a machine gun, the keen senses of the dragon made him notice that the danger was approaching, and the hairs all over his body stood up.

"The Bloodsworn Mercenary Corps can't catch even a thief, and still have the face to ask for commission?"

Bolch backed quietly, and said loudly, "Since I took over the castle, there has been no theft, and no one has been killed..."

Ren saw that the dragon was just delaying time.

He guessed that those thieves who did not come from were actually Bolch's traps, in order to enter the castle openly and plot the wealth of Baron Barkley.

Baron Barkley never showed up, maybe he was killed.

Ten seconds just arrived.

Rennes immediately ordered "fire."

Almost at the same time, Bolch also yelled "Do it! Kill them!"

The three troll shaman priests on the city wall waved their wands to cast spells, one released attack spells, and two blessed the barbarians beside them with bloodthirsty spells, sending them into a rage state.

However, before the spell was completed, a burst of intensive gunfire sounded.

Da Da Da Da...

High-speed bullets that were invisible to the naked eye shot towards the city wall. A distance of one hundred meters was close to the machine gun. In an instant, the three shamans were torn to pieces, and the protective spells on them didn't even have time to take effect.

After the battle of Wezeland Floating City, the extreme fighters have become very skilled in the use of machine gun fire.

Each machine gun is responsible for an area, covering the entire city wall.

The muzzle swept left and right, and the tongue of flames gushed out. The barbarians from the Dorak tribe burst into blood. No matter how strong muscles they can resist the power of bullets; trolls are born with "regeneration" elements, and their wounds can heal quickly. It is difficult to kill, but it is no different from the flesh and blood of ordinary people under the gun.

In just a few seconds, the barbarians and trolls on the wall were swept away.

Bolch's position was under the focus of the machine gun.

The two savages next to him were beaten into sieves on the spot, and blood was splashed all over the body. She was also shot several times and the bullets were bounced, leaving white marks on her skin.

The dragon was stunned.

It wasn't until more guns were aimed at him, and the continuous bullets made him back again and again, that he woke up, shouted in surprise and anger, turned over and hid under the city wall.

The target was lost and the gunfire stopped.

The castle is quiet.

Tyrion and the other seventeen new extreme fighters were stunned. They had heard of the prestige of the extreme fighters and knew that the Rambo's Spear was very powerful, but they had never thought that it would be so terribly powerful.

The Manfalab mercenary group that once suppressed itself was mostly wiped out in the blink of an eye.

"Gilliman is here!"

A few extreme fighters couldn't believe their eyes, and couldn't help but screamed. They trembled with excitement, thinking that they could also have the Rambo's Gun in the future.

Only a few human knights remained alive on the wall, but all of them were so frightened that their legs were weak, and they fell on the ground, not even daring to come out of their heads.

"Boom open the city gate and go in." Renn said calmly.

He started to cast the spell himself, took out the Song of Blue Sky and held it in his hand. The five-ring electric explosion ball formed three seconds later and threw it towards the gate of the castle.

Da Da Da... boom...

The wooden gate was first shot through numerous holes by machine guns. The barbarians and trolls ambushing behind the gate wanted to kill them. They were hit head-on with a scream.

The electric explosive ball hit the door, the electric snake danced wildly, and the broken door was suddenly blown to pieces.

Tyrion led the extreme fighters to rush in.

Ren drew a random door, stepped across it, and appeared on the wall. He saw the corpses lying on the ground behind the castle door, either killed by bullets or scorched by lightning.

More than twenty barbarians and trolls far away are alive.

They were all horrified, ready to flee in all directions, when they suddenly saw Renn coming out of any door, they immediately roared with red eyes.

"Kill him!"

The barbarians and trolls rushed up frantically, brandishing wolf fangs and sharp axes.

Reyn instantly replaced the Blue Sky Song with an Arcane Torrent Staff, his soul power surged, and a thick rainbow beam burst out.

hiss!

A sharp howling sounded, and the ray pierced the barbarian in front, and half of his body disappeared.

The rainbow-like rays lasted for three seconds, like the same sharp, unmatched, thirty-meter-long sword, swept across with Ren's hand commanding the dance, cutting all the enemies that rushed in front of him into The broken body.

The remaining barbarians and trolls were immediately frightened and turned their heads back.

At this time, the extreme fighters also rushed through the gate~www.ltnovel.com~ The two sides fought in the open space in the castle.

Ren didn't intervene, and with the strength of an extreme warrior plus enchanted armor, killing these barbarians and trolls was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

It was Bolch that he had to deal with.

After the dragon turned over from the city wall, his figure disappeared.

Renn looked around, the dual role of the will of truth and the key of the door, no one could hide in front of him, and immediately found the target.

Bolch was below the corner, quickly moving away from the battlefield.

The strength of this giant dragon is extremely strong, no less than the legendary mid-level transcendent, but he is very cautious and will take the opportunity to retreat when the situation is bad.

"Want to escape?"

Ren's mouth moved, and he raised his hand to throw a thunder technique.

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