"The Demon Realm is really a great place to get excited." Burrison looked at each other, the smile on his face growing brighter. He seemed to like the feeling of impending danger, and the expression on his face became hideous with excitement.

The man in the white robe didn't keep Burrison waiting too long, and he wasn't the kind of character who liked to talk nonsense. Burrison only heard the words "serve the gods" echo in the other party's white robes, and the other party's hands raised flames and pounced on the place where he was.

Burrison took a step back, subconsciously trying to avoid the attack of the white-robed man. However, the white-robed man still shrouded him in the range of his attack, and the flames of one palm were about to slap Burrison's face.

Then, the palm of the white-robed man was blocked by something, and the other party's strength was also amazing, which made the white-robed man obviously stunned for a moment.

He adjusted his face slightly, and only then did he see the other arm that was holding his arm under his arm.

The arm was full of fluff, gray and soft, and it shook slightly in the wind. The arm that stopped him from attacking also had a huge palm growing from it, and the fingers were very long, and the nails on them were about a centimeter long.

When the white-robed man tried to figure out what was going on, the palm of his hand had already grabbed the white-robed man's arm in turn.

The white-robed man wanted to break free from this tremendous force, and a magic array composed of huge magic inscriptions bloomed on his arm.

But the palm of the monster's hand also bloomed with magical light, and in an instant, the magic defense barriers of the two sides collided together, making a piercing noise.

As if two of the hardest pieces of metal had collided together, the cacophony grinded and finally stopped. And at the moment when the sound stopped, the claw like a monster grabbed the arm of the white-robed man firmly.

At this time, the white-robed person realized that the arm in front of him was actually the left hand of Burrison, whose face had been hideously twisted.

In the next second, Burrison's right hand was like a sharp blade, grabbing the shoulder of the white-robed man. This right hand had turned into a sharp claw, easily grabbing through the shoulder of the white-robed man.

When the white-robed man looked at his front again, he was shocked to find that directly in front of him was the head of a huge wolf.

The giant humanoid wolf bared a mouth full of fangs, and the white-robed man finally realized that the twisted smile on Burrison's face just now wasn't really smiling—he was grinning......

The world of the Magic Continent is sometimes so strange, when a person faces a monster, he will not panic, because if he can't do it, he himself is another terrible monster.

"Originally...... I don't want to show that yet...... I'm afraid...... Those men who will frighten me! The giant wolf spoke, and it turned out to be Burrison's voice.

His left hand grabbed the right hand of the white-robed man, and his right hand grabbed the left shoulder of the white-robed man, the runes of the magic array on his body were shining like stars, and the two thick arms were forceful to the sides, tearing the other party into two halves at once.

There was no blood or anything else splattering, and inside the shattered white robes, pure magical energy became violent, like a bomb that had been activated.

Burrison didn't hesitate for a moment, he immediately jumped to a trench beside him, this zigzag shape would effectively reduce the shock wave caused by the explosion, so he only moved back a little, and he could no longer see the cloud of magical energy that had begun to change color.

"Boom!" A huge explosion erupted in the trench, as if a shell from a 155 mm howitzer had hit the trench directly.

The huge shock wave kicked up a cloud of dirt and buried Burrison. By the time he struggled to crawl out of the floating earth, the battle on the battlefield continued.

"Roar!" Burrison roared and rushed towards another white-robed target, who had just plunged his snatched steel sword through the gap into the chest of a heavily armored grenadier.

Sensing danger coming from behind him, the white-robed man immediately gave up the prey in front of him. He raised his hands and aimed them at the galloping werewolf, and the palms of his hands shone brightly, and two fireballs flew towards each other like cannonballs.

Burrison opened his bloody mouth and aimed at the white-robed man not far away, a huge magic array formed in front of his face, a violent thunderbolt magic broke free from the magic array, and the thick arc of electricity hit the defensive magic array formed in front of the white-robed man.

The violent collision exploded in a split second, and in the explosion, a werewolf figure with fluff on its hands and neck was entangled with a white figure at an extremely fast speed.

The heavily armored grenadier, who had been badly wounded in the abdomen, looked pale as he watched the two monsters in front of him fight desperately, not knowing whether to shout for help on the radio.

He didn't even know why the two monsters in front of him who weren't human were fighting, and the creatures of the Demon Realm were actually fighting with the army of the Demon Realm?

However, even if his brain was down, he could see that this wolf-shaped monster was his own person who came to save him.

God forbid, when he felt that he was going to die, he waited for the man who came to save him...... Or rather, some kind of creature that came to his rescue......

Just as Burrison transformed into a werewolf and the white-robed man fought together, on the other side of the battlefield, a terrifying magic array lit up most of the sky.

It was a super magic with extremely strong attack power, and the surging magical energy was enough to make people marvel even from the scale of the magic.

In the next second, the huge magic array began to work, and a fierce electric light slashed somewhere, a scorching smell spread, and the rising smoke was also blown away by this lightning.

Because of the sudden change, Burrison and the white-robed god attendant in front of him also stopped fighting, and the two of them watched as a person slowly walked out of the smoke blown away by the wind.

Burrison knew the man, who was the second platoon commander under him, a steady ensign, and his right-hand man who was most reassuring to him.

Of course, it was this unknown second platoon commander who actually stood up at such a time. It wasn't until now, at this moment, that Burrison knew that this subordinate of his was actually a real great magister.

Burrison grinned and bared his teeth into a smiling expression, he had always felt that none of his troops were ordinary people, and now it seemed that he was really not ordinary people, including himself......