Everyone ran towards the Rock Shield with the ogre magician's head.

Before he got closer, Horn heard the angrily painful cry of the ogre.

Soon, he saw a fierce fight between the forest. The huge shield flew up and down in the hands of the Rock Shield, sometimes blocking the ogre's stick attack, and sometimes slapped the ogre's knee joints.

The heavy shield was as light as nothing in the hands of the Rock Shield, and was played with a juggling sense of art.

The name of the Rock Shield was indeed not blew up.

Horn sighed in his heart. He found that the ogre's knees were red and swollen. If this continues, the leg will be ruined sooner or later. Then the ogre who is unstable will be slaughtered.

The running people attracted the attention of both sides of the battle. The Shield of Rock was surprised. He didn't expect everyone to be able to deal with the two ogres so quickly.

The ogre was frightened. Even if it had low IQ, it understood that there were more enemies and its situation was very dangerous.

"Hey! Big stupid guy! Show you something good!" Captain Fred threw the head of the ogre magician in his hand over.

Seeing the ogre's head falling in front of him, the ogre's body stumbled.

The caster is often the think tank and leader in the team. In other words, the leaders of these ogres are most likely not strong ogre warriors, but hidden ogre warriors.

The leader's death was incalculable to the ogre, and it turned and ran away.

It is much safer to deal with an escaped enemy than to a life-threatening enemy, but the ogre's legs are too long and they run ten meters away in the blink of an eye.

Horn used the disabled curse scroll, and a negative energy penetrated into the ogre's body, weak and weak, and it almost fell to the ground.

It is worthy of being an ogre with strong magic resistance. The disabled curse is enough for an intermediate warrior to be unable to take up a weapon. It can only slow down its escape speed when used on an ogre.

But that's enough.

Everyone successfully caught up with the ogre, the thief and Captain Fred attacked the legs and the Rock Shield jumped high and punched the ogre in the back of the head.

The huge body fell to the ground, stirring up a circle of smoke and fallen leaves, and the fourth ogre died at the hands of everyone.

Everyone looked at each other and ran towards the old hunter battlefield. Captain Fred picked up the ogre magician's head and planned to use the same trick again.

Without seeing Krell's flash blade, the Rock Shield ran and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I was injured, but nothing serious," the thief continued to explain: "The ogre in Captain Fred's hand is a warlock. He interrupted Creer's spell casting and was hit by magic."

"Soter?!"

"Yeah, warlock."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Horn felt scared. The ogre warrior hid very deeply. He started to stand behind the ogre warrior, using this to hide his true status. He did not show his spell casting ability until the critical moment.

First, he destroyed the warrior and saved his companions, and then silently casts spells to attack himself or Captain Fred. If it succeeds, the consequences will be unimaginable.

He raised his left hand and looked at the palm of his palm. The rune of the eye saved his life again. He was now becoming more and more curious about the origin of the rune of the eye.

The roar of sickle-claw bears and ogres, and the barking of hunting dogs came from his ears. Horn came back to his senses and looked up to see the battle in the forest.

The two giants of Scythe Claw Bear and the Ogre Warrior fought each other, and they pounded on the trees. Three hunting dogs were harassed by the side. The old hunter wandered around the battlefield to pull bows and shoot arrows. The ogre warrior had already inserted a lot of arrows into their bodies.

It seems that even if everyone does not come to support it, it will be a matter of time before the old hunter wins.

Perhaps the arrival of everyone disturbed the ogre warrior. The ogre warrior pushed away the sickle-claw bear that was rushing up, turned around and ran away at the cost of four blood marks being caught on his back.

These long-legged giants were determined to run away, but without magical assistance, everyone could not stop them. Only a hunting dog was on the ogre's escape route.

The brave hunting dog jumped high and tried to bite the ogre's arm to leave it behind, but was grabbed by the ogre warrior and smashed it hard towards the big tree beside it.

The old hunter opened his eyes wide in shock and furiously, the sickle-claw bear roared angryly, and the remaining two hunting dogs whine anxiously.

Everyone could do nothing to watch this scene, except Horn, but he was hesitant whether it was worth using the Earth Shield Scroll on a dog.

But in an instant he threw this problem behind his mind. Anyway, it was not his own, so it was useless.

He activated the Earth Shield Scroll, and a yellowish shield appeared beside the whining hunting dog, and then thumped into the tree.

But with the buffering of the shield, the impact of the hunting dog was greatly weakened, and it struggled to stand up.

After such delays, the ogre has run twenty meters away.

"I don't have much mental power, nor do I have many scrolls," Horn said to dispel everyone's idea of ​​continuing to pursue.

The old hunter shot an arrow in anger, and the arrow fell apart and shot on the ogre's butt.

The ogre screamed in pain, with an arrow inserted into his butt, and he ran faster. I guess he would not dare to come to the outside of the forest in a short period of time.

The old hunter ran to the injured hunting dog, and everyone who had just arrived also surrounded him. After checking, the old hunter found that the hunting dog was only a little frightened and a little depressed.

He breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and patted Horn's shoulder heavily: "Little Brother Horn! I will never thank you! Come to my house when I have time!"

"A small matter."

Everyone talked and laughed all the way and walked towards Krell Skidnapped Blade, and cut off their left ears when passing by the ogre corpses.

Like goblins, ogres also have bounties, and the amount is very high. The bounty of an ordinary ogre is as high as five gold coins, and the ogre's head is even more valuable, worth one hundred gold coins.

In fact, according to actual combat power, an ogre warrior is definitely not the opponent of twenty ordinary ogres.

The Adventurer Guild is priced according to the threats that monsters have to humans. The intelligence of monsters such as goblins and ogres is generally not high, and the damage caused by individuals is very limited.

Monster spellcasters are different. They have enough intelligence to gather a plate of loose sand monsters to form a large-scale monster tribe, thus causing huge damage to human towns.

According to statistics from anthropologists, in the ranking of reasons why gathering places at town and above levels were destroyed, human civil war ranked first, and second was the monster frenzy led by monster spell casters.

Everyone found the resting Krell flash blade, placed it on the back of the huge sickle-clawed bear, and then embarked on the return journey.

As everyone walked out of the forest, the sun was just right at noon.

Horn, who was slightly tired, was shocked. He looked at the town of Deer Antlers in the distance, and the rising smoke made people feel happy.

Before he knew it, he had lived in this town for more than a month and had already felt a sense of belonging.
Chapter completed!