I Want To Be a Nobleman

The wilderness of the original terrain could no longer be seen at all, and Crom was still attacking unrelentingly. The battle had lasted for a few minutes, and he had launched hundreds of charges, but he hadn't even touched the first-generation elves. In addition to dodging magic, time is swinging an ax to resist.

"Meteor fire shower!" The first-generation elf used high-level magic, and dozens of fireballs flew towards Crom closely in a row. He could only resist this move with a wide attack range.

There was a bang, bang explosion, and dust from the flames rose up, but the first-generation elves did not show any joy, but instead showed a surprised and dignified expression.

"He hasn't fallen down yet? With the fire of strong emotions and the protection of a little divine power, the coat formed can even resist high-level magic. It's incredible! I have received so much new knowledge in such a short period of time. It seems I still have a lot to learn!"

The first generation of elves never expected that after such a long time, he still could not end the battle. Crom was indeed restrained by him, but to a certain extent, he was restrained.

In addition to providing powerful strength and physique, Crom's mutated anger can also counteract magical attacks. The first legendary magic of the first generation of elves, the meteorite technique, and the subsequent legendary magic, chain lightning, are all very expensive spells.

The meteorite technique has enough time to condense, so it doesn't have too much impact, but the chain lightning behind it is silently fired while fighting, and the magic that can instantly kill a legendary powerhouse and surrounding miscellaneous fish is not simple for him. can be released.

The magic power stored in the accessories has bottomed out, and Crom, who has the vitality of Xiaoqiang, is stalking him, not giving him a chance to meditate and recover, but his current magic power cannot cast enough spells to severely damage Crom, causing slight damage. Only fueled the flames of Chrome's rage.

Suddenly, the pupils of the first-generation elf shrank, and after being hit by a firestorm, Crom took advantage of the chaos of the explosion and threw his giant axe, spinning and flying towards the first-generation elf.

The explosion and smoke blocked the sight of the first-generation elf, and when he saw the giant ax flying towards him, it was too late to dodge. Low, but there is still no possibility of resisting this blow.

In a flash, the terrifying power of the giant ax streaked across the afterimage, and hit the ground to create a big hole. Crom rushed out from the smoke and dust, although his face was disheveled, but his momentum was even louder, and he roared and declared war on the first generation of elves.

"No wonder the Chiat Empire was overthrown as soon as the Sun Scepter was lost. Orcs are indeed a powerful race!"

The first generation of elves have been operating in the abyss for a long time, and their understanding of the situation on the mainland has lagged behind. I thought that the orcs were just some intelligent beasts, and they had no other advantages except their physical fitness. Now it seems that their unyielding mind And tenacious fighting spirit is the real reason for the rise of this race.

The three charges of the Traveler's Boots are exhausted, and the first-generation elves no longer have an ace that can easily evade attacks.

"Sorry, I've been underestimating you all the time. Tell me your name, brave orc strongman!" The mentality of the first-generation elves has changed, and they are no longer ready to save their hole cards and use all their strength to end the battle.

"Crom, a powerful, free beast that will kill you! Man!!"

Crom picked up the giant axe, roared and charged again, he could only charge, and he could only charge, and he would keep charging until he hit the opponent.

The first-generation elf didn't rush to use magic to stop Crom, but lightly supported his forehead with his right hand, his eyes were closed tightly, and then, Gululu, a gap opened in the center of his forehead above his eyes.

An indifferent and detached eye was exposed. The background color of the eyes was golden, and circles of patterns that were clearly not covered but could not be seen were densely covered in it.

With the appearance of the third eye, the aura of the first generation of elves has undergone a huge change. The body is automatically suspended in midair, and the three eyes are opened together. The vast galaxy in the eyes disappeared, and it became as mysterious as the middle eye. .

"The Cage of Despair!"

The finger of the first-generation elf floating in the air was slightly touched, and the road ahead of Crom suddenly began to roll and bubble like a swamp. A black quagmire appeared under his feet, and his body began to gradually sink.

Not only that, black tentacles began to entangle and pull Crom constantly, as if to drag him into this weird quagmire, there were constant gloomy, desperate whispers echoing in Crom's ears, as if to disintegrate his heart .

"Go away!" Crom let out a roar, his whole body exploded with anger, forcing back many entangled tentacles, and his body stopped the sinking trend, and then he used terrifying force to break free from the restraints. Now he, Never be defeated by such little difficulties.

Then, the real killer move of the first generation of elves was still behind, the sky suddenly became hot, and then burst into flames, one, two... ten nearly a hundred mini meteorites fell from the sky, aiming at Crom precisely.

Boom, boom, a few loud noises, the swamp made of black mud disappeared completely, and every loud noise was the explosion sound from the meteorite crushing Chrome and hitting the ground.

The diameter of the mini meteorite is only a few meters, but the weight is still more than ten tons. After accelerating from a high altitude, the lethality is no less than the full force of the Frost Giant. Five or six meteorites fell in a row, smashing Crom without any resistance. Power.

"Ha, ha, damn it!" Crom's fingers were completely dug into the ground, his nails were filled with mud, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding non-stop. Every part of his body was bombarded beyond the limit. , completely unable to move, no matter how angry and unwilling he was, he could only grit his teeth and admit defeat with tears.

The Great Mage of Meteorite Rain has also used it before, but the accuracy of this move is completely dependent. Even in a densely populated and chaotic battlefield, most of them are smashed into the air, and most of them rely on the explosive rubble and impact to injure the enemy.

The first-generation elf metamorphosis was able to accurately guide meteorite attacks. In addition, it was able to cast two legendary magics [Desperate Cage] and [Meteorite Rain] in a short period of time, which also surpassed the limit of a "mage". It can be called the God of Dharma!

Crom was on the verge of death, and except for Tiona who could barely stand up staggeringly, everyone else passed out, life and death were uncertain, and the victory of the first generation of elves was beyond doubt.

Nearly a hundred meteorites were prepared, and the opponent was dealt with with less than a fraction of it. Of course, the rest would not be donated. This thing is useless.

The sky above everyone's heads was filled with dozens of meteorites, and the fiercely burning and whistling meteorites were about to take away their feeble lives, which were already weak candles in the wind. The cruel fate and unreasonable enemies made them feel helpless. Do not leave early.