Lord of Scourge: Begin as a Demon Archduke

The indifferent voice made those in the chaotic crowd seem to have been pressed the pause button, and looked at Lauren fearfully.

Lauren was in no mood to appease these guys, and looked at Fianna who was tightly guarding his side.

"There is a blood mage among those kobolds, you first restrain your breath, and catch him directly after the other party appears."

He was not worried about the ordinary kobold Lauren. Compared with the barbarians, the kobolds who were known for their timidity were weak and pitiful.

Only the caster made him vigilant.

On the battlefield, the mage is the first target to be targeted, and the opponent must not be allowed to output unscrupulously.

A silver-level spellcaster may play a greater role at a critical moment than a platinum powerhouse.

Those who control the power of the elements should not be underestimated.

Fianna had suffered a lot from the spellcasters when fighting the lizardmen, so she was very wary of these guys.

But her worries were not here. She looked hesitantly at Lauren, whose face was pale and whose body seemed to be blown down by the wind.

"Your safety..."

"It's okay, as long as you can catch that blood mage, this battle will be over."

Lauren looked at the barbarian who was about to wake up in front of him, full of confidence.

"Ding~ The barbarian berserker has successfully changed his job."

"Ding~ Yasi Frost reached the gold level, gained further comprehension when changing jobs, and was promoted to a barbarian storm warrior."

brush~

The moment the system prompt sounded, all the 120 barbarians on the ground opened their eyes.

The momentum of these guys as strong as bulls suddenly surged, like a violent tsunami that rolled up thousands of waves.

The eyes are like burning coals, containing frightening heat and bursting.

Lauren laughed.

He looked at Yas, the most imposing barbarian chief.

Yas Frost

Level: Gold Junior

Bloodline: Barbarian bloodline (unawakened)

Loyalty: 90

Occupation: Barbarian Storm Warrior (Grade B), occupational skill - Rampage (Grade B), the more angry you become after being berserk, the stronger your combat effectiveness and recovery ability.

Fetters: Barbarian power, automatically activated when the number of barbarians exceeds 100, strength increases by 10%, and morale will never collapse.

Rating: A born warrior, a barbarian with great potential.

"Gold level can be promoted to storm warrior? Does this mean that as long as the barbarian reaches the gold level, he can automatically be promoted to the second tier."

"The occupational skills obtained after the promotion - rage, the more angry the stronger, the characteristics of this skill are almost similar to the Hulk of the earth."

Lauren was extremely satisfied after checking the attributes of Yas, this guy has achieved an unimaginable improvement.

"Master Lauren, I feel that I have become very strong, very strong!!"

After Yas got up, the ferocious face with the cross scar on his face was full of excitement.

Then excitedly knelt down on one knee to Lauren again.

"Thank you for your gift, great master."

Strength is the capital to survive in the wilderness.

Roren bestowed upon him great strength, which was more than heavenly grace to a barbarian who was supremely powerful.

Other savages who had awakened also knelt down and saluted with excitement.

"Thank you for your gift, Lord Laurent!"

Looking around, Lauren saw that the loyalty of most of these barbarians had risen above 80 points, and two of them had even reached 90 points like Yass.

It can be seen how exaggerated the impact of this job change on the barbarians is.

barbarian

Level: Bronze Advanced

Bloodline: Alpine barbarian bloodline (unawakened)

Loyalty: 80

Occupation: Barbarian Berserker (Grade C), professional skill - Berserk (Grade C+) activates the power in the body, greatly improving strength and resilience, after the berserk subsides, it will fall into a period of weakness for a day.

Fetters: Barbarian power, activated when the number of barbarians exceeds 100, the power will increase by 10%, and the morale will never collapse.

Evaluation: A born warrior, worships the strong.

The Berserker's Berserk is not as powerful as the Storm Warrior's Berserk, but this skill is matched with the size of the barbarian, and the power it can explode is absolutely domineering.

woohoo~

At this moment, the strange sound of the horn that made the scalp tingle in the grass came again accompanied by the low roar of a group of wild beasts.

Those kobolds finally couldn't hold back the anxiety and greed in their hearts, and they were ready to do it.

Even though Lauren's whole body is weak at this time, the fighting spirit in his chest is also rising step by step.

Demons have never been a peaceful race.

Killing is eternal.

"Get ready to fight!"

An order full of killing intent suddenly changed the atmosphere on the field.

brush~

The group of barbarians who had been completely conquered by Lauren immediately raised the hatchet in their hands, and looked at the trembling withered yellow grass around the convoy with burning eyes, with a ferocious killing intent on their faces.

A group of kobolds dare to challenge the great barbarian!

Really looking for death!

Accompanied by the rustling sound and the deep roar of the beast, finally after a few breaths, the grass was separated from the left and right.

"kill!!"

A large group of roaring kobolds rushed out.

The kobold walking upright is about 1.7 meters tall, with thick legs, a hyena's head, and a big mouth with saliva dripping from the corner of the mouth.

The sharp teeth and claws are as sharp as razors, and can even bite through the armor of warriors.

The dense numbers formed a crowd, and the eyes full of tyranny and greed were chilling.

The kobolds with sharp teeth and claws look terrifying, but they are facing a group of more powerful barbarians!

The average height of the barbarians in armor and holding sharp axes is 1.9 meters, and they are as strong as calves. Hundreds of them stand still like a solid city wall.

Even the Ten Thousand Blades Storm cannot break through.

The kobolds were imposing, and they had no fear in the face of the tyrannical barbarians. They all grinned with big mouths full of fangs, and charged towards the convoy with vicious and greedy eyes.

God's will is taking care of them!

Great Chief Sim, will lead them to kill these stupid humans!

Long live the kobolds! !

Kobold

Level: Bronze Intermediate

Bloodline: Kobold bloodline (unawakened)

Loyalty: -100 (They won't hesitate to tear you apart!)

Fetters: There are many people, and when there are more than twice the number of enemies, the morale will be improved.

Introduction: The common life in the endless wasteland likes to bully the few with the more.

After checking the kobold's attributes, Lauren looked stunned.

No wonder the notoriously cowardly kobolds in the endless wasteland are so fierce, the fetter of being outnumbered and overwhelming is absolutely perfect...

Within a dozen or so breaths, four to five hundred kobolds emerged from the grass, grinning.

The number of people several times more than our own is now making a low and muffled roar, which seems to send chills down the spine.

Lauren glanced quickly among the charging kobolds, trying to find the blood mage.

But unexpectedly, the scene seemed to be clearly dominant, but the kobold caster did not appear.

Lauren raised his brows, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Everyone obey orders!

Twenty barbarians behind Yas guard the convoy, and the rest immediately attack! !

Yas, kill them all! "

The strong tone made the barbarian immediately excited.

Fighting is an instinct engraved in their blood.

Savages, never back down! !

The barbarian chief Yas roared and took the lead in charging!

The body as strong as a bull rushed towards the kobold tens of meters ahead.

The ferocious posture is like a mad bull.

Behind him, hundreds of barbarian berserkers followed their chief and rushed away amidst roars.

Bang~bang~bang~

The charge of the berserker made the ground tremble.

Lauren's first war in this world has begun.

[28.Chapter 28 Three Ring Spells: Bloodthirsty Thaumaturgy]

The kobolds rushing out from the grass were all in black, with bloody sharp fangs exposed in their bloody mouths, and beast roars from their throats, rushing forward in the most tyrannical posture.

Looking down from the sky, the barbarian and the kobold seemed to be directly strangled together by two spears.

Yas, the rampaging barbarian chieftain, was the first to charge into the enemy camp.

The moment a grinning kobold touched Yas, it wanted to stab his throat with its claws.

But in the next second, the kobold seemed to be hit by a bull.

bang~

The berserk force caused its body to fly upside down several meters high, and then hit the ground fiercely, blood gushing out of its mouth like a fountain.

Looking intently, his sternum was completely broken, and he died on the spot.

Bronze-level kobolds can't hinder this rampaging bison at all.

Yas, who knocked one person into the air, did not lose any speed, and continued to rush into the kobolds with a domineering posture.

Kacha~

Kacha~

The terrifying force crushed twelve kobolds in a row before stopping suddenly.

At this time, the blood dripping from his body dripped down, and the warm blood gave off bursts of mist-like heat.

This picture of the resurrection of the god of war is dazzling.

The golden barbarians are so terrifying.

But the kobolds who were hit head-on did not take a step back, the smell of blood was stimulating their nerves.

A furious roar came out of the mouth, and they charged forward in unison.