Chapter 408 Massacre

Release time: 2025-04-08 08:15:37
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The situation of war always changes rapidly. Before the result is completely divided, no one can predict which side the balance of victory will turn in the next second, especially in this world where the strong are respected. A strong man suddenly arrives, a professional who breaks through the battle, and a high-level magical equipment. These things can subvert the balance of war in an instant.

Now, Owak is undoubtedly subverting a war, a war that the sheep-headed man should have won.

You should know that there are few professionals in the Sheephead team now, and the only intern leader has died with the intern ranger worshipped in the town. On the other hand, Owakine is seriously injured, Owakine is still a black dragon. Even though he temporarily lost his spell casting ability and even became a human form, Owakine is essentially a young black dragon, still has the power and speed that is not inferior to that of a formal warrior.

This result will lead to a one-sided massacre. In the face of Ovakine’s power, a few hundred sheep-headed men are nothing. Perhaps these tall and barbaric sheep-headed warriors can easily defeat ordinary militias three times their number, but when they meet a real strong man, the bloody storm of the massacre will make even the most violent sheep-headed men frightened.

Holding a blood-stained enchanted sword, Owak easily split all the enemies in front of him in half. Although he killed all the way and made the spectators on the city wall excited, Owak himself, who was slaughtering, he didn’t think there was anything interesting about such a killing.

Seeing these sheep-headed men rushing up with their blood-red eyes, Ovakine almost sighed deeply while slashing at them. These violent sheep-headed men reminded the Black Dragon of the half-dragon man who had once flourished in the Hoss Mountains.

As the old man in Owakine recalled said, these poor races were the product of the mage’s failed bloodline experiment. Their rage was created, and the shackles of bloodline torture the soul of every wanderer like iron chains covered with thorns.

The most tragic thing is that Owakine once developed a method to suppress blood fury, but the results that were still in the experiment turned into ashes with the destruction of the Hoss Mountains. Now seeing the sheep-headed men pounced on him, Owakine always felt empty and uncomfortable.

“Maybe I’m too sentimental.”

Thinking of this, Owak smashed the last alive sheep-headed man with one knife.

Although Owak was still savoring the pain in the vortex of his heart, the trembling militia on the city wall, the baron who was wide open and unable to turn his head, and even the sheep-headed man who was still cleaning up a few sheep-headed men climbing up the city wall were almost stunned.

Fight, no, the massacre has been going on until now, and it has only been two or three minutes since Owakine entered the battlefield.Zhong, those arrogant and terrifying sheep-headed men have become sheep mess all over the battlefield, and the sand and dust aroused by powerful forces are spreading around the town. Even if they stand high, people can still smell the lingering smell of blood in the air.

“Is this… this the power of a formally powerful person? I mean, this power is really shocking.”

The Baron held the hilt of the knife with both hands and swallowed hard. Although he had heard of how terrible the formally-level powerhouses worshipped by the Earl family and the city lords were, it was better to see it with his own eyes. Only by being in a “slaughterhouse” caused by killing can people truly understand what power represents!

Looking at the Baron’s surprised look, Elsa smiled and shook her head without saying anything. She couldn’t tell the Baron that the master level was waiting in front of him, and she was waiting with the kingdom’s strong country protection powerhouse.
—–People please remind: Please pay attention to the rest of your eyes when you read for a long time. :

—-This is a gorgeous dividing line—

level, this is just the combat power when someone is seriously injured. Even this profession is not a combat master at all. His battle is simply to crush the force and speed of absolute advantage.