Chapter 26： 【Heimdall】

The soldiers of the Protoss quickly stood in a circle and surrounded the camp.

The mighty Skrinthian army rushed in like a flood, and then it seemed to hit the iron wall and collapsed at a touch.

Facing the powerful Protoss warriors and the invincible Protoss weapons, the Skrins were as fragile as paper. The vanguard was killed by the Protoss soldiers in a blink of an eye, and the corpses fell to the ground like harvested crops.

The Protoss soldiers, on the other hand, were unscathed, and they all stood firmly in place, standing still.

The strength of the Protoss is evident.

However, despite this, the faces of the soldiers did not show any slack, and they were still ready to fight, as if they were facing a big enemy, and some even showed a little nervousness.

When locusts cross the border, no one is complacent that they can run over a locust at will. The Skrins are like locusts. They can become a big problem for the Warner Protoss, not relying on the fighting power of individuals, but overwhelming numbers.

The first Boskerin was killed in a blink of an eye, and the second Boskerin rushed up and shouted even more frantically.

Unsurprisingly, the second Boskerlins were also easily killed by the Protoss soldiers and harvested quickly.

However, the third wave, the fourth wave, the fifth wave and even more enemies kept rushing up.

A circle of corpses taller than people soon piled up on the periphery of the camp, and blood was flowing.

The blood of the Scrins was dark green and had a strong stench, so the camp was filled with a disgusting smell after a while.

This smell...like a large heather blooming in a slaughterhouse.

Even though Luo Wei was in his room, he couldn't help frowning when he smelled the smell from a distance. You can imagine what it would be like to have soldiers surrounded by Scrinthian corpses.

In this environment, after many kills, the state of the Protoss soldiers began to decline one after another. Although no one was injured, the atmosphere was obviously much more tense.

Just then, another group of Scrins rushed up.

Different from the previous cannon fodder troops, these Skrinsmen wore armor to some extent, and the weapons in their hands were obviously much better, at least they were all metal products.

They climbed a hill made of piles of corpses of their companions, then jumped down and charged at the Protoss soldiers.

This jump made some of them directly cross the line of defense of the Protoss soldiers. Although they were killed by the soldiers who turned around in a blink of an eye, if they looked down from a height, the line of defense formed by the Protoss soldiers had already begun to be infiltrated by green.

More and more Skrinthians crossed the line, and every now and then a few swept into the camp without being killed in time.

The soldiers inside the camp began to take action to kill these fish that slipped through the net.

The fighting continued, and some Protoss soldiers were injured.

Most Skrinthian weapons are very fragile, not to mention penetrating Protoss armor, even the skin of Protoss soldiers may not be able to cut through.

But there are also some sharp weapons that can hurt Protoss soldiers, and most of these weapons are highly poisonous enough to affect Protoss.

Looking at the battle scene outside the window, Luo Wei couldn't help but gradually get nervous.

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door.

Rowe got up and opened the door, seeing Sigurd and of course other doctors.

Sigurd held a dagger in his hand and said, "The scale of this attack by the Skrins is very large. The enemy has already entered the camp. Lord Skala let us prepare."

A man next to him said, "Take your dagger."

Luo Wei took the warhammer and shook it in his hand: "No, I have this."

Verrigan's fist shone with silver light, shining on the faces of several healers, causing them to look at each other in dismay.

One of them whispered: "Has the healer changed to a warhammer now? I also want to fix one..."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go down."

A group of doctors came downstairs one after another.

Luo Wei asked casually, "Where are we going?"

Sigurd: "Of course, to the commander, Lord Heimdall. The healer is protected."

"Heimdall?" Rowe was taken aback.

Sigurd smiled and said, "You've been at the camp for a few days. You don't even know the commander's name, right?"

Luo Wei didn't speak, he really only knew now.

Unexpectedly, the commander of the third camp turned out to be Heimdall, the gatekeeper of Asgard in the age of Thor.

Soon, all the doctors came to the open space in the center of the camp. Commander Heimdall, Medical Officer Scala and others were all here, surrounded by soldiers standing around.

Rowe looked at Heimdall secretly.

Heimdall had dark skin and a tall and burly stature. At this time, Thor had not yet been born, so he was naturally very young, and he looked like he was only a few hundred years old.

He was wearing heavy armor, and he was holding an oversized battle axe on the ground instead of the standard guardian sword that came later.

The most similar place to the image of later generations is probably the horn helmet on Heimdall's head. This is actually the tradition of Asgard. The helmets of the warriors have horns and most of the shapes are exaggerated, long, thick and pointed, which can be inserted to death.

Seemingly feeling Rowe's secret observation, Heimdall turned his head and glanced at him. Although he didn't say anything, Rowe couldn't help but shudder.

He then remembered that Heimdall had the all-seeing eye.

As long as there are no special powers such as hidden magic and reality gems blocking him, Heimdall can look wherever he wants, regardless of spatial distance, and there is no blind spot in all directions.

This kind of person should not appeal to girls... Luo Wei thought to himself.

"Soldiers, prepare to fight." Heimdall picked up the battle axe and said slowly.

At this moment, a hole in the outer defense line was smashed, and a group of well-equipped Skrinthians rushed over with a roar.

Heimdall stood at the front of the crowd, and Rowe was about to see his skills, but unexpectedly it was Medical Officer Scala who shot first.

Scala's beard trembled, and then he saw him rubbing his hands.

"Crack!"

The arc suddenly appeared, and the thunderous thunder gushed out of his hands, rushed into the Scrins people in an instant, and exploded immediately.

"Boom!"

The Scrins people didn't even have time to let out their screams, but they were swept away by the thunder and turned into a scorched corpse.

Luo Wei was taken aback, but he didn't expect that the gentle-looking medical officer Scala was actually a very powerful magician.

The first opening was opened, followed by the second and third.

In the face of a steady stream of unclean Scrins, the soldiers on the outer defense line became increasingly stretched.

More and more Skrins took the opportunity to rush into the camp and fought with the soldiers guarding inside. The green corpses and blood of the Skrins quickly spread.

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