Old Tom's axe had broken and he was covered in scars. Especially the scar on his forehead, he only needs to go one more way, and his left eye is gone!

"Drink!"

He roared and collided with a stout gray wolf. The short-handled axe in his hand smashed into the wolf's mouth, and suddenly the wolf's teeth took off and blood splattered. The smashed gray wolf was in pain, and the paws that probed forward scratched and scratched like crazy. Immediately, he felt a sudden pain in his waist and abdomen, and a huge fist fell on his waist and eyes.

The weakness of the wolf is in the waist and abdomen, and it is called "copper head and iron bone tofu waist" in the modern world.

There was a heavy punch to the waist, and the gray wolf immediately wilted. The wolf, which had few good teeth, poured a lot of blood out of its mouth, followed by small pieces of minced flesh. It's not something it ate yesterday that wasn't digested, it's a product of broken internal organs.

Old Tom raised his foot and kicked it hard, and the wilted gray wolf suddenly flew into the air and flew towards the gray wolf who pounced.

The gray wolf let out a whimpering roar, and its body suddenly fogged in an attempt to dodge the attack. It had just used this move, successfully avoiding the human soldier's sword. But I didn't want to be dizzy suddenly, and half of my atomized body instantly recovered, and then I was hit by my companion's body.

The human's wide opening and closing move made the eyes of the other gray wolf who was snooping on the side light up. I saw it rise in the air in a desperate volley, like a gray arrow...... I'm sorry, the arrow slipped under his feet, and he fell into a wolf and ate with a "snap". Old Tom, who was watching and listening to all directions, did not hesitate to move quickly, first stepped on the wolf's belly, and then swung the short-handled battle axe in his hand at the neck of the gray wolf, and a huge wolf head rose into the sky.

The gray wolves besieging him all fell to the ground, and Old Tom gasped several times before he began to look around.

Not far away is the preset trench, and the soldiers inside and outside the trench are fighting to the death in the goblin.

Goblins that have grown significantly larger in size seem to be different from the usual green-skinned monsters, they are significantly stronger and more fearless.

- Hey! Hell yes!

Old Tom wiped his face casually, pressed a few times as he touched his eyes, and then looked at the goblin in battle again.

- OMG! It's not me!

Goblins know how to sacrifice themselves? When did these greenskins become so fearless!

A small cloud of gray mist quietly appeared on the back of Tom Sr.'s left leg, and his gray-black front paws immediately poked out of the gray mist, followed by most of the wolf's mouth. However, before the claw blade of the front paw could pop out, the short-handled axe fell first, and the entire front paw was chopped off with a "click".

The battered wolf howled and fell out of the gray fog, and was then chopped off by Old Tom with an axe.

The gray wolf can turn into a gray mist and attack from all angles. This kind of spell-like ability caused a lot of trouble for Old Tom in the beginning, and all the injuries on his body were inflicted during the first fight. As the battle continued, Tom Sr. became familiar with the gray wolf's spell-like abilities, and the threat level decreased. Now he could anticipate the enemy's opportunity and attack the gray wolf before he could leap out of the gray mist.

But veteran fighters like Old Tom are in the minority. It is difficult for the knight to stand up to the gray wolf's ghostly figure, and if he is not careful, he will have an extra cut on his body, or a piece of meat missing. Especially when multiple gray wolves attack together, the gray mist can completely envelop a person, blocking the front and not the back, and the top but not the bottom. The knights were almost fighting the gray wolf in a wound-for-injury manner......

Old Tom wiped his face again. While vigilant around to prevent the gray wolf from sneaking up, he took out a bottle of energy potion from his waist and poured it into his mouth.

The bitter taste of the energy potion spread in his mouth, and his spirit was immediately lifted, and his slightly tired limbs seemed to regain strength.

Several huge stones suddenly rose from the frost mist, and with a whistling sound, they struck the camp. The "Troll Trebuchet" was apparently still working, and every now and then rocks would fly out. However, compared to the large rocks that were overwhelming at the beginning, the number of stones flying out at this moment was not only much less, but also began to decline in size.

Before the stone could rise to its highest point, a flash of fire hit the stone first. The unenhanced stone immediately disintegrated into fist-sized pieces, and at the same time deviated from its original trajectory.

The Elven Marksman intercepted every incoming huge stone with precision. Their interception was undoubtedly effective, but even if it did, the camp was still within range of the rubble.

The stones that split the head and covered the face fell, and a terrible cry suddenly sounded in the camp:

"Raise your shield! Raise your shield! ”

The soldiers lowered their bodies and raised the shields in their hands, and Old Tom did not hesitate to hold the big shield behind his back with his backhand, and then turned over and dodged in the nearest array of soldiers.

Old Tom wasn't afraid of gravel, but there was clearly no need to resist at the moment.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa......"

A large amount of rubble fell on the camp, like a stone rain. Every now and then, hapless soldiers are smashed on their heads and bleeding, and unprotected goblins are turned on their backs.

The stone rain lasted only a few breaths, and soon stopped.

Old Tom "poofed" a few times and spat out a mouthful of dust.

- Damn pointy ears! Can't you just pay attention to it!

Complaining is complaining, in fact, old Tom knew it very well in his heart. The pointy ears did a great job and played an even bigger role in the battle than he did.

The arrows fired by more than twenty pointed ears not only killed the strange casters of the goblins one by one, but also successfully suppressed the goblins' tidal onslaught, reducing the pressure on the soldiers in the trenches. Now they've minimized the damage of the Troll Trebuchet, which is a big deal!

Old Tom rubbed his slightly numb left hand and slowly got up. The area he was in happened to be the densest part of the stone rain, and fist-sized stones kept falling, and his wrists were completely numb at one point. Right now......

Suddenly, a huge force came from the large shield in his left hand. Old Tom was caught off guard and was put down, and then he saw a big mouth full of fishy smell appear on the big shield, and he leaned down to bite him by the neck.

"Hmm!"

Old Tom immediately exerted his strength, propped up the big shield with all his might, and pushed away the foul mouth. However, the left hand is completely suppressed, and the right side supports the large shield and cannot exert force. Although the wolf's mouth could not reach the neck for a while, it could not push it away either.

"Ahh

There was a series of screams, chewing, swallowing, and spurting liquid. Apparently the soldier who had just covered with Old Tom was also attacked, and he was also attacked!

- Damn wolf! I hate wolves!

Old Tom had never been so disgusted with wolves. Originally, wolves were nothing more than predators in the forest in his eyes, and occasionally they were food roasted on a campfire, but he didn't want packs of wolves to be so terrifying. And the gray wolf that launched the attack at this moment is still a "demon wolf" that can magic, which is undoubtedly even more terrifying!

After a moment of stalemate, Old Tom breathed a sigh of relief, and his right hand, which was supporting the big shield, began to exert force, the green tendons on his arm bloomed, and his upper arm seemed to have swelled in a circle.

The wolf's mouth, which was full of fishy smell and constantly dripping with saliva, rose little by little, revealing the white expanse above the forest again.

Old Tom's face was flushed with white hair, but his suppressed left hand was free, and he only had to turn sideways......

There was a muffled sound of "bump", and a heavy object seemed to fall on the big shield, and it was pressed down violently. Immediately, the pitch-black wolf claws poked down from both sides of the shield, one left and one right. The wolf's claws scratch down quickly, and each blow does not leave the flank.

- Good to die!

Old Tom cursed angrily in his heart. The right hand with green muscles bloomed with force, and the sinking shield suddenly raised a few points.

The sharp claw blade on the wolf's claw was ejected, and the blade was more than ten centimeters long, which was completely a sharp dagger, and as soon as it fell, it was five! Regardless of whether there is a small life in the flank after being submerged in the flank by such a five-blade, even if it is treated after surviving, the five wounds so close to the wound will make the doctor's eyes straighten, and he will directly shout "No help, next".

But old Tom has no choice, at this moment it is either you or I die. He was ready to kill the big guy who was pressing on the shield even if he was seriously injured!

The upper arm of the right hand suddenly swelled a few more points, and the swelling green tendons on the arm also expanded again, and one of the green tendons was even faintly bloody. The free left hand also clenched his fist, and he just waited for the big shield to rise a little more before swinging it heavily.

Preoccupied, Old Tom suddenly felt that everything around him was extremely clear, and even his speed slowed down.

The foul-smelling saliva in the wolf's mouth slowly fell in an exaggerated manner, and the smiling bubbles in the saliva were clearly visible. Old Tom saw the wide open wolf's mouth close at a slow pace, and the root of the largest wolf tooth protruding was faintly bloodshot. He also saw the gray wolf's oily green pupils reflecting his bearded face......

- What happened?

The unprecedented sensory experience made Old Tom slightly distracted, and at the moment of his distraction, the shield in his hand was suddenly light.

The big shield flew upward, and the gray wolf pressed on the big shield was directly lifted out.

- What a big one!

The gray wolves that flew off were stronger than the gray wolves they had killed before, and their fur was brighter. The first impression of old Tom was actually - beauty. With a cruel, bloody beauty.

At the same time, a dazzling light lit up from one side. The light is as bright as the sun, and the golden light is like the blessing of the sun god to the world.

Old Tom rolled over and got up. He ignored his bloody right hand, and instead set his eyes on a small clearing in front of the main account.

The young priestess was busy pouring the azure potion into Eliza's mouth, and the other priests around her were either casting spells or giving first aid. In front of them, a torch-like magic item slowly rose, and at the bottom of the magic item was the short figure of Mildis.