The power of that strike just now was imnse.
How could a re Goblin Warrior possess such strength?
On the ice, two figures stood facing each other, two hundred ters apart.
A few hundred ters away, the human army was charging forward.
"It's a Goblin Warrior!"
"Archers, attack! Kill that monster born from a Groundhog's belly!"
Seeing Lord Carlos confronted by a Goblin Warrior, the archers quickly unleashed a volley of arrows at Li ng.
A dense barrage of arrows whistled through the air.
Li ng couldn't be bothered to dodge, letting the arrows strike his body.
"Shh!"
One arrow after another pierced into Li ng's body.
The force was not weak, with the arrowheads embedding three inches deep.
The intense pain made Li ng grin fiercely.
One arrow even hit Li ng's head.
Although it broke the skin, it was deflected by the skull.
A bizarre scene unfolded.
In less than three seconds, the arrows embedded in Li ng's body were pushed out by his healing wounds.
"Follow the army's advance, don't worry about this side!"
Carlos shouted to the nearby archers.
The battle between the strong is not sothing ordinary soldiers can interfere with.
Carlos's command made the archers cease their shooting.
They turned and continued to follow the charging soldiers.
"Crack!"
After just a few steps, a loud noise suddenly erupted from beneath the ice.
That section of ice shattered with a roar.
A massive column of water shot up into the sky.
Over a dozen archers nearby were instantly shredded by ice shards and torrents.
Their fragile bodies were torn to pieces.
Beneath the ice, a huge shadow slowly swam by.
It was Yue'e launching an attack from the water.
"Clang! Clang!"
At this mont, two loud tallic clashes suddenly sounded from the burning northern forest.
It was a signal, an attack signal.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The sound of arrows cutting through the air followed imdiately.
A dense rain of arrows rose from the inferno, arcing beautifully toward the human army charging on the ice.
"Shield up!"
The human officer leading the charge on the ice shouted urgently.
The soldiers holding long spears raised their shields.
Bolts rained down on the human army like droplets.
"Clang! Clang!"
The bolts striking the shields created a dense tallic clatter.
Sparks flew everywhere.
So bolts were deflected, but others pierced through the shields.
"Ah!"
So archers, unable to hide behind the spearn in ti, were pinned to the ice by the bolts.
Blood flowed profusely, and screams echoed!
The adventurers used various ans to defend against the bolt attack.
"Roar!"
After a wave of arrow rain, a series of loud roars erupted from the northern forest.
Accompanied by loud "Waa Waa" cries.
Along the two-kiloter riverbank, huge figures suddenly burst from the flas.
They were clad in full armor, wielding spiked clubs.
Their massive bodies stood nearly five ters tall.
They charged into the Goblin River like heavy tanks on a rampage.
Following behind them were the screaming Goblins.
A dense wave of Goblins surged onto the ice like a green tide.
What terrified the humans even more was that these Goblins were wearing makeshift armor.
"It's Ogres, it's Ogres!"
"Damn it, how could Ogres be with Goblins?"
The appearance of the Ogres caused the charging human army to falter.
The soldiers showed signs of panic.
"Quick, kill the Ogres!"
"Archers, take them down!"
"Adventurers, what are you waiting for? Stop them!"
The charging montum of the Ogres was overwhelmingly oppressive.
The archers quickly aid at the Ogres, shooting arrow after arrow.
A dense barrage of arrows descended upon the Ogres.
Sparks flew as the arrows struck the armor of the Ogres running on the ice.
But the arrows that hit the Ogres were deflected by their full armor.
This scene filled the human soldiers on the ice with terror.
After a wave of arrow rain, the adventurers launched their attack.
Fireballs flew out, crashing into the massive bodies of the Ogres.
Magic flas exploded on the Ogres.
There were also ice spears, water spears, water arrows, and ice arrows!
Colorful magical attacks bombarded the Ogres.
But these spells couldn't inflict effective damage on the Ogres.
The Ogres charged on the ice, unfazed by the magic.
"Adventurers, entangle the Ogres!"
Seeing that magic was ineffective against the Ogres, the human officer changed tactics.
He decided to use the more agile adventurers to entangle the Ogres.
The army would focus on attacking the Goblins.
"This ti we're in deep trouble!"
Those are Ogres, and fully ard ones at that.
One mistake could cost them their lives.
But on the battlefield, they had to obey the officer's orders.
"Follow !"
The adventurer squads charged toward the Ogres.
The human army charged at the Goblins.
anwhile, on the deck of the ship behind them, the temple priest continued to cast war magic.
War magic consud a lot of mana but was far more powerful than ordinary magic.
Explosive Fireball was the lowest tier of war magic.
Massive fireballs, three ters in diater, flew across the sky, crashing onto the ice.
With a thunderous roar, mushroom clouds of fla rose.
Goblins within a hundred-ter radius on the ice were instantly engulfed in flas, turning to ash.
Goblins further away were blasted away by the shockwave of the explosion.
Goblins on the ice within several hundred ters were thrown into chaos.
The ice was vaporized, turning into a watery expanse.
One Ogre was directly hit by an Explosive Fireball.
With a thunderous roar, a mushroom cloud of fla erupted.
When the flas dissipated, the Ogre was gone.
The ice in that area was lted by the Explosive Fireball.
But soon, a massive shadow flashed beneath the water.
The next mont, water splashed everywhere.
A huge Ogre leaped onto the ice from the water.
The enraged Ogre let out a roar at the humans.
Its armor was glowing red hot.
Steam billowed from its body.
The Ogre, subrged in water, used brute force to leap from the riverbed.
The furious Ogre continued its charge.
It ignored the approaching adventurers, ignored the human soldiers.
Like a mad bull, it charged toward the ship.
The temple priest on the deck was the Ogre's target.
anwhile, on the other side, another battle was about to begin.
On the ice, Li ng and the human strongman stood facing each other, two hundred ters apart.
Both sides were sizing each other up.
[Crystal Apostle (King)]
[Level: 41]
[Strength: 1497]
[Defense: 1317]
[Agility: 1671]
[Mana: 1291]
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The human strongman's stats made Li ng frown slightly.
"Shouldn't the King rank be stronger than the Elite rank?"
Li ng's eyes flashed with doubt as he pondered.
But why were that guy's stats inferior to the lower-ranked ghost beastman "Ghost Hand"?
How could "Carlos," known as the Sword King of the Southern Realm, be so weak?
Li ng always believed that those with titles had Dragon Ao Tian-level strength.
But reality gave him a harsh slap in the face.
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