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Chapter 45

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The night was filled with flames and the sounds of fighting. The tribes had no idea how many enemies there were. Some took advantage of the chaos to retaliate. Although the tribes had formed an alliance, it didn't mean that they were harmonious. On the contrary, there was a lot of discord between the tribes.

Taking advantage of the chaos, they directly attacked their old enemies. For a time, the camp was in chaos.

The sounds of fighting were everywhere. Suhlen and the barbarian warriors formed a cone formation that was like a sharp blade, stirring up the entire camp. As soon as the tribes showed signs of gathering, Suhlen would directly disperse and kill them.

Faced with such a situation, the goblins and kobolds, who could only fight with the wind, had already started to run. The goblins, on the other hand, were still trying to gather together and counterattack. But as soon as they gathered, they were crushed by Suhlen and the barbarian warriors before they could even form a formation.

The fully equipped barbarian guards were like high-speed heavy tanks, breaking through all the obstacles in front of them. The sharp two-handed axes were constantly swinging, one after another. The barbarians were like highly efficient harvesters, cutting rows of enemies in half.

The fully equipped barbarian guards carried more than a hundred pounds of weight. As they charged, they were completely invincible. The equipment that could crush ordinary people didn't seem cumbersome at all. No matter if it was the goblins or the gnolls, everyone was equal in front of the giant axes.

This group of barbarian warriors with horned helmets were like demons walking out of hell. Blood soaked their armor, leaving a path of flesh and blood behind them.

Although Suhlen and the others charged quickly, the camp of the allied tribes was too big. A team of 36 people was still too small. Although Suhlen was charging on the battlefield as fast as he could, there were still some gnolls and goblins who managed to gather together.

The heavy spear in Suhlen's hand flew up and down. The shrill sound of the spear breaking through the air could be heard even in the chaotic battlefield. Rows of enemies were directly swept away. Those broken bodies were obviously not going to survive.

Just as he kept moving forward, he suddenly felt the weight on the spear suddenly decrease. He turned around and saw that there were no enemies standing around. In front of him, there was a vacuum in the chaotic battlefield. Across the empty space, a majestic gnoll more than two and a half meters tall was fiercely staring at him.

This gnoll was holding a flail. The handle of the flail was about half a meter long. On the other end of the chain was a half-meter long chain. The other end of the chain was connected to an iron ball the size of a human head. The iron ball was covered with sharp spikes. At this time, it was full of red flesh and blood. At first glance, it was frightening.

Unlike the other gnolls, this gnoll was wearing a set of fine iron armor. There were hundreds of gnolls around him. Similarly, these gnolls were also wearing armor. The gnolls' armor looked simple and cumbersome. Most of the armor was made up of individual parts, such as spiked pauldrons, heavy breastplates, and rough and cumbersome wristguards.

These pieces of equipment were obviously cast. Although they looked ugly, it did not affect their use. The gnolls had mastered the casting process, but there was no way to forge complete armor. They could only use simple smelting methods. There were a dozen ragged corpses around this group of gnolls. Unsurprisingly, this group of gnolls had killed them with the flail.

After seeing Suhlen and the others, the gnoll leader let out a roar to the sky. The sound even covered the noisy battlefield.

"Human!"

The tall gnoll's eyes were blood-red. It looked at Suhlen with a murderous gaze. The heavy flail in its hand swung, and the iron ball scraped the air. The sharp sound of the flail breaking through the air was frightening. There was no doubt about the power of the flail when it was swung.

"Standing in front of you is the demon of the abyss, the king of gnolls, the master of the realm of Yeenoghu, the descendant of the powerful demon lord Yeenoghu!"

"Hogg the Skull Crusher!"

"Damn humans, how dare you invade the territory protected by the great king of gnolls. I will smash all your heads and sacrifice them to the king of gnolls!"

"A powerful sacrifice will definitely make the king of gnolls give me more power!"

"Are you done?" Suhlen's wrist trembled slightly, and the fine steel spear shook slightly. The blood on the spear instantly slid down, revealing the still bright body of the spear.

"These may be the last words of your life. Please cherish them." Suhlen spun the spear and held it upright. Arcs of electricity jumped and flashed around his body. Soon, more and more electricity gathered on his body and weapon. He stood at the front of the cone-shaped formation, like the god of thunder in the myths. The barbarians behind him were in high morale, and they looked at Suhlen with worship.

"Gnoll warriors, pick up your weapons, smash their heads, and sacrifice them to the gods!" Cranium Crusher Hogg let out an angry roar. A strange power spread out from his body and quickly enveloped the gnolls around him.

"Divine Art: Bloodthirsty Rage!"

The eyes of the hundreds of Jackalans were instantly bloodshot, and their bodies swelled like balloons. The blood vessels in their bodies also swelled up one by one. Their rapid breathing made them even more restless, and cracks appeared on their armor, which was originally quite fitting.

The leader of the gnolls laughed grimly, then waved the flail at Suhlen, and then rushed over with a howl.

"Thunder Spear!"

Su Lun's clear voice penetrated the whole battlefield. A large amount of thunder and lightning burst out from his body, accompanied by the crackling sound of bones. His body directly soared to 2.2 meters, and streaks of lightning constantly jumped around his body.

Seeing the gnolls charging at him, Suhlen did not show any signs of weakness. He directly met them, waving the spear in his hand, and the gnolls in front of him flew back at an even faster speed. Almost all of the gnolls were killed in one hit. Their bones were broken, and the surface of their bodies was scorched black by the electricity. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight gnolls were dead.

Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and fire burst forth.

Suhlen was like a bulldozer, pushing forward without stopping. The gnolls could not stop him at all, and they did not even slow down Suhlen.

"Whirling Cherry!"

Four Gang Qis appeared as the spear rotated. The Gang Qis mixed with lightning and instantly exploded in all directions. The Gang Qis and lightning were like countless sharp swords. The surrounding Jackalans were paralyzed by the lightning and then penetrated by the Gang Qis. The Jackalans' bodies were cut into pieces and turned into charcoal. A vacuum area with a radius of four meters was cleared out around Su Lun.

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