Legendary Mage

As soon as these six ogres came out, they were like a phoenix among the flocks of chickens.

They rushed straight, kicking the little monster in front of them in countless ways. However, all creatures whose intelligence is not too high have a heart for worshipping the strong.

This kind of worship is just a kind of worship of appearance or external power. To make an analogy here, you still have to mention an island country on the earth. They also have such national characteristics.

Based on this worship, even though many monsters have already died at the ogre's feet, they still use it as the center to attack Leila and Grey Shadow.

As the leader appeared, the monsters no longer fought unorganized and disciplined, but gathered together under an ogre and surrounded Leila and Grey Shadow from six aspects.

Seeing this situation, Varian said to Morin: "Well, can't we go on?"

Morin saw these six ogres, three of which were two-headed ogres. They are ugly, with fangs spending, and some of them have only one eye on their head.

Such ogres can cast spells at a glance, and this can be seen naturally from their staff.

To deal with such a large number of ogres, Morin felt that it would be difficult to deal with Leila and Grey Shadow alone. So he said, "Okay, let's go down, but, Brandon, you stay on it."

Brandon sighed and said, "I know, Brother Moline."

Morin said: "Leave you here, I still have the task to hand over to you. There must be some soldiers scattered here, you want to gather them as much as possible after our battle."

Brandon nodded and said, "I understand." After he finished, he left without stopping.

Morin said to Varian: "Okay, I will cast "Slow Fall" to you and send you to the battlefield."

Varian said, "What about you and Isabel?"

Morin said: "We? Naturally, I was carrying her into the battlefield, why do you want me to carry you?"

Varian sneered and said, "No!"

With a smile, Morin cast a "slow fall technique" on Varian, and then picked up Isabel, pulled Varian and flew.

In fact, with the power of Morin, it is possible to carry Varian in flight, but in that case, Varian will fall because of his weight, which is very uncomfortable.

Moreover, a king is carried by someone like a chicken, which is really unsightly. After casting the "slow fall technique", Mo Lin only needs to gently pull Varian, so that the two are like walking in the air hand in hand, there is nothing awkward.

Moline didn't think about it before. After observing Brandon's battle, Moline realized that these little magics are not useless. Using the right place can always bring wonders.

This is why this individual's progress does not progress.

Some people will not forget to learn from people or things that are weaker, even if they are strong, because even weak things always have merits.

Only by constantly absorbing these can a person grow continuously.

Since Morin took Varian and Isabel from the sky, the ogres could not stop it.

Seeing Mo Lin come down, Leila was happy, but she still said, "What are you doing down here? We can solve all these things, aren't they gray shadows?"

Gray Shadow had just spoken to refute, but glanced at Leila's eyes and immediately changed his mouth and said, "Ah, yes, if you don't come down, we can deal with it!"

Alas, who made Leila the teacher of Morin?

Morin and Varian only smiled, and then looked at the situation around them.

auzw.com I saw the two-headed demon, the tallest of the ogres, said to Morin: "It is said that the owner of this arena is dead, but we are locked up and cannot leave here. . This time I finally had the opportunity to leave this **** place, but it was really unpleasant to see a human similar to the owner here."

The other one-eyed head of the two-headed devil said: "Unhappy! Unhappy! What should I do?"

The original eyes said, "Kill them!"

One-eyed head said: "However, they look more delicious, so it is better to eat them!"

Both eyes said: "Very good, very good, fresh meat and blood is exactly what we should be after we are free."

Seeing that the two heads of this ogre seemed to be going on talking endlessly, Morin was actually one head and two big.

This schizophrenia is too obvious for ogres. And their chatter is really easy to make people mentally ill.

So Morin pouted Varian and said to him, "Hurry down with these ogres, fight as you fight, we can't let them go anyway, don't delay here. Now."

In fact, in the face of the ogres, Varian felt that it would be good to delay this moment. But Moline had already explained that Varian would follow suit.

Here he has the highest status, so naturally he will take the lead to speak.

Varian stepped forward and said to the two-headed ogre: "Please let me speak!"

When the two-headed ogres heard someone talking underneath, they lowered their heads and looked at Varian, with a cruel smile, saying, "The villain wants to talk."

"Speak! Speak!"

"But what is he going to say?"

"what? What?"

"Are you giving some advice on how to eat them?"

At the sight of Varian, this guy was going to nag again, and immediately said loudly, "I am the king here. Now, I want to announce to you: Either leave my country quickly, or die here!"

The ogre was stunned when he heard this. Their ugly and dull faces clearly passed over with sadness.

"Get rid of the flames!"

"Prisoned by brutal humans!"

"To be killed by brutal humans again!"

"We don't do it! We want to fight!"

Upon hearing this, Varian would inevitably want to take a step back. How could this two-headed ogre look very unstable?

Moreover, with the words of this two-headed ogre, other ogres also began to respond: battle cries one after another.

At the sight of Varian, he summoned up the courage and continued, "Very well, since you are going to fight, then, let's set the rules for fighting."

"What rules?" the two-headed ogre asked.

"That is, we are going to fight one-on-one," Varian said, looking at the absolute overwhelming number of the other party. "It is still necessary to start group fighting."

"Heads-up, or a group fight?" The two-headed ogre really had a head and was smarter, summarizing Varian's words in a refined way.

Varian had nodded desperately.