The solid land under his feet suddenly became soft and the ogre was caught off guard and fell into the swamp. Its entire waist was submerged in the soft mud. It struggled hard but fell deeper and deeper.

In the soft slime, the ogre's huge power is useless.

Horn was delighted when he looked at the panicked ogre. The swamp technique could last ten minutes, and there were a hundred ways for everyone to kill it during this period.

"shooting!"

Everyone surrounded the swamp and added rocks. The thief retreated from stealth and threw flying knives at the ogre. Crael flash blade's crossbow lined up with hand. He filled the crossbow arrows and shot and other actions in one go. Horn took out his staff and the acid splashed straight to the ogre's head.

The ogre squinted his eyes, noticed danger, and protected his neck and head with his hands.

The flying knife and arrow pierced into the flesh, and the dark green acid corroded the skin to a whisper. The ogre screamed and shouted for help in the ogre language.

In the distance, the Rock Shield kept provoking and mocking the two ogres, and stretching hatred.

But this is not a game. Ogres are not set programs. They have a certain ability to think independently. An ogres heard the screams of their companions, gave up their opponents in front of them, turned around and ran towards the source of the sound.

The Rock Shield wanted to keep it, but he was more than enough to defend against two ogres, but he couldn't intercept it.

The biggest uncertainty factor in this plan is here. The two ogres who besieged the Rock Shield split up one to support their companions. Everyone also considered this in advance and planned a preparatory plan.

Hearing the sound of running dongdong, Captain Fred was blocking the ogre's path, and he was the back-up for everyone to deal with this situation.

Horn turned his head and glanced at the battlefield, and found that the ogre who came to support was a smart individual who had thrown out the wooden stick. Captain Fred's situation was very dangerous. He no longer hesitated to take out the ice gun scroll and throw it to the warriors beside him.

Adventurers with intermediate strength often undergo special training using magic scrolls. Although they cannot operate subtly like mages, they will not fail to hit a living target.

Crael Flash Blade takes over the reel, and Horn goes to support Captain Fred.

Captain Fred and the ogres were roaming the ogres in the forest, constantly harassed the ogres so that they could not support their companions in time.

The ogre waved the wooden stick in his hand angrily, and a fierce mark was printed on the surrounding trees, and the fallen leaves were like rain.

While taking the scroll from the dimensional bag, Horn observed the battle situation. The ogre was still approaching his companion. Captain Fred's efforts could only delay its speed, but this was enough. The ice gun technique would penetrate the ogre's heart.

Behind Horn, Krell Blade tear opens the ice rifle scroll, an ice spear condenses rapidly in the air, and the ogres in the swamp feel the deadly chill and roars in panic.

The smart ogre wooden stick swept across, forcing Captain Fred back, and then raised the wooden stick high.

Horn felt the magic fluctuation and was shocked. This was the magic fluctuation of spell casting. Then he heard the screams of the thief coming from behind him.

"Landfall Technique?!Doesh!"

Horn hurriedly looked back and saw a magical stone landing at the original position of Crael's flash blade, while the warrior covered his head, his mouth and nose bleeding, his face pale.

This is the mental backlash caused by the interruption of the guidance. Fortunately, it was cast by the scroll, otherwise it might have killed him in this moment.

Damn it!

This ogre is actually a hidden caster!

Horn's thoughts were like lightning. He didn't hear the spell. Either the ogre is an intermediate wizard who can instantly emit primary magic, or he is a sorcerer who casts spells like instinct.

If this ogre is a mid-level wizard, then it has enough power to crush itself and others without any means of playing, so it can only be a warlock.

The number of magicians in warlocks is smaller than that of mages of the same level, but the casting speed is faster. In other words, a rock may appear above your head in the next second.

It’s better to start first!

Horn directly activates the eye runes and releases mental impact.

The invisible mental power hit the ogre. The ogre groaned, blood emerged from his nostrils, and then fell softly to the ground.

Horn let out a cold sweat. As he thought before, the ogre magician was secretly preparing for a magic trick. At this time, he was interrupted by the impact of mental power and was bleeding from his mouth and nose.

"Kill it quickly! It's a mess of casting spells!"

Hearing Horn's reminder, Captain Fred, who was originally a little confused, immediately reacted and dragged his giant sword to the ogre that was falling to the ground. He raised his sword and fell, and blood shot out several meters away like a fountain.

The round ogre head rolled on the ground for a few times, rolled in front of Horn, looking at the sky with his eyes open.

On the other hand, the thief had finished throwing the flying knife. He was holding the injured warrior to move to safety. The ogre angrily grabbed the soil around him and attacked the enemy, making the thief grin.

Fortunately, this is soft mud, and the two of them can resist it.

Horn activated the ice shield on the ring and ran towards the wounded with a soft mud shell. He ran behind the thief and blocked the ogre's attack with the ice shield.

Under Horn's cover, the thief helped the wounded to the back of a big tree and put it down.

After safety, Horn quickly took out a potion from the dimensional bag. The liquid in the test tube was transparent red, which was an intermediate therapeutic potion.

Any potion, as long as it reaches the intermediate level or above, is qualified to enter the auction house, but Horn does not feel sorry for it at all, because it is the property of the Adventurers Guild.

He pulled out the oak plug at the entrance of the test tube and poured the medicine into the mouth of the wounded.

Reality is not a game. There is no situation where a healing potion will immediately resurrect with full blood after drinking, but Crael Flash Blade's face also became much rosy. He opened his eyes and handed a grateful look.

"You stay here first, let's go and deal with the enemy first."

The swamp technique can only last ten minutes, and the ogres are still digging the soil to destroy the swamp, and it is urgent to solve it.

Horn handed a scroll to the thief, which was the intermediate magic scroll - Wind Scythe.

No accident happened this time. Under Horn's cover, the thief tore open the scroll, and a translucent blue wind blade more than one meter long flew towards the desperate ogre.

The ogre was trapped in the swamp and could not move, watching the wind blade hit him.

Seeing the third ogre being cut into two pieces, Horn breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, three of the five ogres died, and only one of them was injured, and victory was right in front of us.

Leaving the wounded in place, the three of them rushed towards the direction of the Rock Shield.

Horn calculated his mental power, and the swamp technique and mental power impact consumed most of his mental power. Now he tried his best to use only two intermediate magic scrolls.

Suddenly, he saw the ogre head on the ground and had an idea in his mind: "Captain Fred, bring the ogre head with him."
Chapter completed!