Chapter 676： 676: Grassroots Magician

"Understood. But we can't just watch the enemy attack, we will try our best to assist in the fight." Captain Jane shouted very calmly.

"Excuse me, do you need to support magic?" Filut just wanted to finish shouting when she saw Aslan lightly beheading an ogre.

Saches' eyes couldn't help showing a surprised expression, because the sword Aslan just showed not only his superb riding skills, but also the knight's fighting skills to the fullest.

He has rarely seen a knight who is so skilled in using knight skills to fight.

Today's knights can only use powerful fighting energy to crush the enemy, but slowly forget this low-cost combat skill.

Killing an ogre easily did not arouse the fear of other ogres.

The confident, stupid ogre rushed towards Aslan recklessly.

The distance between each other was getting closer, and the ogre raised his club.

Although Aslan's speed is very fast, the ogre with a huge stature and a huge club has a relatively large attack range. At the moment the ogre starts to move, Aslan has already started to move forward first.

Action like a gust of wind. Then he swung the huge sword in his right hand at a faster speed, and the silver-white glorious afterimage flashed across the cut-off space.

That sword was too shocking, even if it wasn't at oneself, it felt like witnessing death beside oneself, it was creepy.

Aslan pulled the horse's rein and accelerated again to move from the ogre in front of him to the other ogres.

As if waiting for Aslan to leave, the upper body of the ogre who had just stood upright slipped to the ground, leaving only half of it motionless. The spewed blood, internal organs, and the stench wafting around, showed that this was definitely not an imaginary scene.

It was another sword cut in the middle.

"impressive."

Sarches exclaimed in a low voice. It was clearly audible on the silent battlefield.

"It's incredible. It has surpassed the Silver rank, no, even the gold mercenary is nothing more than that." Captain Jian exclaimed.

Kill two kills.

This is not an impossible move. If it is a very small number of great swordsmen, or a powerful magic weapon, it may be able to do it.

However, holding a weapon like a knight sword with one hand can hardly display the power of one cut. It is common sense that the attack power of the knight is not as good as that of the swordsman.

But in Aslan's body, the opposite was true, showing the exquisite combat experience of Aslan's knights.

Seeing the jaw-dropping scene, the ogre couldn't help but stop, and backed away with an expression of fear. Aslan continued to pull the horse a distance, and then attacked with the potential energy of the charge.

"What's the matter? Are you persuaded?"

Aslan's slight calm voice sounded on the battlefield.

Just such a simple questioning made the ogres feel scared. Because they have seen with their own eyes how great the disparity between their strength and each other's strength is.

"Wow!"

The ogre let out a roar that didn't know whether it was fear or anger, and raised the stick in his hand to face the attacking Aslan. But everyone knew that such movements were too slow.

Aslan approaching the ogre cut out the knight sword in his hand, and a white light flashed by.

The upper body of the ogre was spinning in the air, landing in a different place from the lower body.

It's a cut in half again.

"Is Mr. Sara really just a great knight?"

Looking at the shocking scene before him again, no one spoke out to deny Dyne's statement.

Lok Ang and Filute couldn't help showing shocked expressions. They naturally saw that Aslan's use of fighting power did not exceed the scope of the great knight.

But fighting skills alone can achieve such power, which is really rare.

Aslan pulled the horse's rein, the horse quickly turned its head, and the horse's hoof only took a step forward, and the ugly expression of the ogre instantly froze, and it moved back further.

The goblins, who circled around the ogre in a large circle, crossed Aslan's defense line and attacked Captain Jane and the others. The Thurbo squad members who had just watched the game so ecstatically also reacted to the goblin attack and began to take action.

Captain Jan picked up the broadsword and the big shield and faced more than ten goblins head-on. The forward stabbing sword made the head of the goblin who was walking in front fly into the sky, and the captain Jane dodges the spurt of blood to start a hand-to-hand battle with the goblin.

Lok Ang's battle is much more violent, holding swords in both hands, each sword is swung, and the goblin's club is cut in two.

It was also a clean break, but the physical strength and scale were not even one-fifth of the ogre.

"Magic Arrow."

The goblin who wanted to attack Lok Ang from behind was directly hit by two magic arrows, and fell silently to the ground.

Magic arrows belong to apprentice magic and are also known as the most practical magic.

The casting speed and cooling time are extremely short, the mana consumption is low, and it is a piercing attack. It is the favorite magic of many grassroots magicians.

Rookeon was too fierce, and rushed too far forward, half of the surrounding goblins rushed towards him, so Pafina and Filout mainly attacked the goblins around Rookeon.

Captain Jane is a determined shield warrior, responsible for intercepting goblins who want to attack two female magicians.

But no goblins attacked the Duke of Medea who was standing next to the death storm in Aslan.

They were afraid of being trampled to death by war horses.

The Duke of Medea finally made a move. One strike was a lightning strike, one move went directly through five goblins, and the last one was still some distance away from the other four, but was hit by the turning lightning.

"Frightening elemental control." Sarches' eyes beamed, and his gaze at the Duke of Medea showed a hint of uncertainty.

Such a high level of elemental control, coupled with a group of dragon slayers with high combat skills, said that they were ordinary mercenaries, and he did not believe that he killed Sarches.

"Small, the hidden is really deep, but I don't know how strong they are." Sarches muttered.

As everyone predicted, the corpses of the ogres continued to increase. Now there are only two ogres who are still lingering and panting.

Aslan's helmet turned to the last ogre facing him.

As if felt Aslan's eyes from the crevices of the helmet, the ogre groaned and turned around, abandoning the stick in his hand and fled to the forest. The speed is faster than during the assault, but it is impossible to escape.

"Lux, do it."

The cold command sounded, and Lux, who was standing by behind, nodded slightly.

"Lightning ball!"

An electro-optical ball the size of a fireball flew out and shot directly at the ogre that was running away.

When the electric ball hit the ogre, a violent explosion occurred instantly, directly blasting a big hole in the ogre's chest.

"Run away!"

"Run away, run away!"

The goblin who looked at this scene yelled for his life, wanting to oil the soles of his feet, but Lok Ang was faster than them, swung his swords, and corpses ran across the field.