As a strong man who is always at the forefront of the charge, he has fought for several rounds, how can it be unclear that there are only three people who can really threaten him!

Two large holy swords placed in the bright place, and the orc who jumped up and didn't know what to do and was knocked away, well, this ignores, and finally the Duke who looks like a mage, but is actually doing assassin work!

Right!

Duke Marcus!

Akmund had heard the name more than once, and though he had never paid attention to it before, he was destined to take it to heart from the moment Duke cut off his first finger. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He had already decided to imprison Duke's soul under his flaming throne and let him enjoy endless torment for ten thousand years.

Unfortunately, before that, he had to face the threat behind him.

"Drink—" Akmund's massive body twisted violently, and his left backhand fist slammed into Mograinei behind him.

In mid-air, Mograini should have no way to borrow his strength, but at this moment, a cloud of arcane energy appeared out of thin air, and with a gentle push under Mograine's combat boots, Mograini, who was extremely heavy in armor, actually completed a double jump that even a professional could not do.

Newton's coffin board can't be pressed!

Ahem!

It was this jump that made Mograini's threat skyrocket. Originally, he could only cut Akmund's waist, but now he went straight to the neck.

Without thinking about it, Ake directly changed his moves, and the left fist that was originally swept turned into a higher place.

Just then, three arrows arrived.

Tyrande, who had been hiding clumsy before, revealed her true skills.

As soon as the [Strike Aura], which strengthened the attack power of the bow, opened, the power of the Windranger Sisters' bows and arrows skyrocketed, and the sharp arrows that were originally only at the level of mosquito bites against Akmund rose to the level of an awl in an instant.

Lilath's Wind Arrow hit first, provoking the resistance to natural attacks on Akmund's hard skin, and the next moment it was thunder, and the next moment it was [Flame Arrow]!

Three arrows in a row, almost at the same point with great tacit understanding.

The last arrow broke through the defense on the spot, and went deep into the joint of his left hand.

"Ahh

Every creature is extremely sensitive to any joint, and if the joints are red and swollen on weekdays, they will not be able to bend or anything, let alone insert an arrow like a steel needle.

Ake's movements were stunned on the spot.

"Die!" Mograine roared, and the wide [Ash Bringer] slashed down at high speed, and the surging holy light swept through the air, forming a loud sound similar to a sonic boom.

"It's you who died!" Akmund finally opened his cards.

It was a skill that didn't exist in any version of history, and his eyes suddenly turned a clear red, and then shot a crimson ray similar to 'Kinetic Deathlight'.

Duke is jaw-dropping!

For a moment, he almost suspected that Bumpman had gone to the wrong set!

Mograini was directly hit in the heart.

Just when everyone thought that Mograini was hanging, they found a dim golden light piercing through the crimson pillar of light and falling lightly.

Save!

Grom, who has the most powerful bounce, catches Mograini with a single jump.

Did this time it was useless to return a lot of Mograini's physical energy?

That's not a good thing!

Don't look at the fact that as long as you are pious enough, the holy light seems to be able to be sprinkled endlessly, but in fact, the holy light is still a kind of spiritual power in the final analysis, and spiritual power is also closely related to a person's will and physical strength. A tired and exhausted person cannot have much willpower.

Fortunately!

The real killer move was never Mograini.

Not only did Duke directly open [Flash] to kill, but also Tulayan, two divine swords of the same vein bloomed at the same time, cutting into the heel of Akmund's right hoof.

From beginning to end, Duke's goal is to pick hamstrings!

The two divine swords from the Pantheon, all for the same goal, fought together! The light they bloomed was even more dazzling than the brightest sunlight, not to mention that the power wrapped around Akmund's body began to shrink away, and even the rest of the heroic group couldn't help but turn away, not daring to look directly at this blind light.

This blow almost cut off the sole of the demon commander's foot.

If it weren't for a strange and terrifying intuition that enveloped Duke and Tulayan, forcing them to stop, this would have happened.

Even so, Quelzaram managed to cut the hamstring at the heel and extend the break all the way to the ankle.

In the midst of the pain, Akmund collapsed, and at this time he finally realized that his huge body was not an advantage, but his most fatal weakness, and he had to do something about it.

Just as Grom was about to jump up again and give Ake a hard blow, something happened that Duke had never budgeted for—I'm struggling, Akmund actually has a second transformation!?

The first time he hit the ultimate move of the Emerald Dream, Akmund was forced to become smaller.

This time, he took the initiative to get smaller!

Although he was not much smaller, after using a circular wave of darkness to force away the melee heroes who besieged him, it was still a giant who stood in front of the heroes. It's just that the height has been halved, and only more than seven meters tall remains.

"Haha, do it again, just make this guy shorter than me!" the old cow laughed, and went up to kill him.

As you imagine, Akmund will definitely change. It's just that no one thought it would be like this......

The old cow went up.

The old cow is back.

Obviously exhausted the strength of milking, and even used the power of Mother Earth, but the result?

The old cow was slapped back.

Dead but not dead, the Minotaur are known for their strong vitality, and most of them believe in the Chunge God Cult. It's just that the old cow is vomiting blood, and there is a capital bewilderment written on his face.

The most obvious thing about the shrunken Akmund is the disguise.

Originally a gladiator, he now has a cloak and a skeletal scepter that exudes evil and ominousness. The scepter was actually more than a meter long, but it resembled a short hammer in Akmund's hand, which was seven meters tall.

It's shorter, and it should theoretically be easier to deal with. The warrior heroes, who were originally like dwarfs and couldn't reach Akmund's vital point even if they jumped, were full of solemnity written on their faces.

Duke suddenly understood why.

Even though the Ake just now was tall, it only gave them the feeling of a tall building. High-rise buildings can be overturned, but mountains can't.

Akmund is now a miniature mountain!