Chapter 171 Claw Print

Gris pulled out another flame dragon-breaking scroll, then tore up another bunch of magic flame grass to replenish the surrounding fire elements.

The soul was silently chanting, and a string of fireballs with a large face appeared in front of him, desperately compressing.

The giant dwarf on the stone statue plate took another hammer and roared at the flaming phoenix that was rushing towards him...

The green-haired elf had already opened the bow in his hand, and was running while aiming at Gris' figure. The long bow in his hand was extremely wide and ready to shoot at any time.

The rest of the chaotic dwarves also raised the hammer in their hands and made a pose to prepare for throwing.

At this moment, the green-haired elf who was rushing in front suddenly shook his whole body and screamed in shock: "Ah?! Mr. Gris? Mr. Gris, the Dragon Knight!?"

Boom! The storm hammer hit the body of the flaming phoenix, and sparks splashed, and a huge gap was made on the entire flaming phoenix, and one-third disappeared at once. The remaining electric light flashed on the phoenix's body, continuously weakening the phoenix's strength.

"Stop! Don't hit, misunderstand, this is Mr. Gris, not a monster in the abyss!" The green-haired elf stopped, loosened his tight longbow, turned around and waved, jumping and screaming, stopping the dwarves who were charging randomly.

The dwarves stopped, held the hammer and looked at each other in disbelief. At first, they wanted the enemy's life in a fierce manner. In a blink of an eye, the enemy became an unbeatable person. It was so at a loss. Even the giant stone statue dwarf who smashed out both hammers was stunned.

Because of the green-haired elf, the dwarf's offensive stopped, but Gris did not. One-third of his body was smashed, and the phoenix quickly rushed towards the stone statue dwarf who was stunned in the spot.

The flame phoenix itself is just an aggregate of elemental creatures and fire elements. It is called a phoenix. It is mainly because it looks like a flying bird after forming. In fact, it can be transformed into any shape. Even if it is smashed half, it is also a mass of elemental aggregates full of destructive power.

When the phoenix arrived, the heat of the bear was already coming to the face. When the phoenix passed by, the grass on the surface quickly turned yellow and withered, turning into flames. Suddenly, the phoenix plowed a path of flames wherever it passed.

The dwarf who threw both hammers out of the stone statue, saw this, could not stop. With bare hands, he quickly leaned over and picked up a stone beside him, which was as thick as an ordinary person's waist, and shouted in a deep voice. Gris couldn't understand what he was shouting. The syllables were very monotonous and simple, but they were full of magical power. In the low and long shouts, the body of the dwarf suddenly lit up a faint yellow light.

It was not the light of fighting spirit, nor the light of magic, but it was more like the holy light when Robert used his magic.

"The blessing of the God of War! The elder is calling the God of War!" Someone in the dwarfs shouted. Hearing this shout, all the dwarfs had a fanatical expression on their faces. One of the thicker dwarfs raised their hammer and shouted enthusiastically: "Under the protection of the God of War, the hammer is invincible! Crash!"

"Roll!" all the dwarves shouted enthusiastically, and rushed up again in a mess.

The green-haired elf jumped anxiously and shouted: "Misunderstanding, don't hit, that's Mr. Gris, Dragon Knight Gris!"

But under the protection of the God of War, the extremely fanatical dwarf could not hear the words of the green-haired elf and rushed over her in a flash.

With a quick wise mind, the green-haired elf rushed forward two steps, pointed to the phoenix rushing towards him, and shouted: "In the name of the God of War, eliminate that flame!"

"Drink"! The group throwing battle formation of God of War Hammer is a terrifying attack on the continent. When hundreds of elite dwarves of God of War Hammer are arranged, they throw their giant hammer weighing fifty or sixty kilograms together. Whether it is a heavy cavalry or a steel chariot, they are like insects blocking under the wheels and are directly smashed to pieces.

Although these ordinary dwarves do not have the ability of giant stone dwarves with lightning elements, their physical attack power is already very terrifying. When dozens of iron smashes hit the flame phoenix one after another, this level seven elemental creature could only burst into a ball of disorderly flames.

The terrifying destructive power displayed by the dwarf made Gris' heart sank. Even if he blesses with such an attack, he will probably not be able to stop it. He must not allow the opponent to reach the attack range.

Although the power of the dwarf's Storm Hammer is terrible, it also has a fatal weakness, that is, the range is too close, and the maximum power is within fifty meters. If it exceeds fifty meters, the power will decrease. Such a short range is not the same level as the attack distance of hundreds or even thousands of meters of the mage archer. As long as they can be suppressed within the range, Gris will have the confidence to support their attack. However, the giant stone dwarf will be a more troublesome existence. The strange fluctuations similar to magical techniques on him are a force that Gris cannot be sure of his ability to deal with.

The fireballs hovering in front of Gris compressed to the extreme and were shot into the air one by one by one by one by him. With his current elemental control power of up to seven or eight levels, these fireballs will not lose control at all under the guidance of their eyes locked. Moreover, they hover in the air and dive down when attacking. If he attacks on the ground at the same time, it will be equivalent to attacking in both directions, which will be even more troublesome to deal with.

Seeing Gris shooting fireballs into the sky one by one, the dwarf screamed enthusiastically, as if he had no intention of stopping. The green-haired elf's eyes turned red, and his body bowed forward and screamed: "Stop it all!!!"

Gris never thought that the voice could be so powerful, and the screams of a thousand iron bars slashing across the steel plate made all the dwarves cover their ears at the first time, and the fanatical expression on their faces retreated in an instant.

Even Gris, who was two or three hundred meters away from her, could clearly feel the feeling of his soul being impacted. The scream could actually hit his soul? What kind of scream is this?

Gris, shocked by this magical scream, couldn't help but slow down the movements in his hand. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the green-haired elf had tears in his eyes and shouted anxiously: "Mr. Gris, it's really a misunderstanding. We thought you were a monster in the abyss, so we attacked you. It was really not intentional."

The green-haired elf explained sincerely, eased the atmosphere in the field. Gris's movements couldn't help but stop, staring at the green-haired elf and the dwarves with vigilance.

Seeing that things seemed to turn around, the green-haired elf breathed a long sigh of relief, carried the longbow behind him, and explained loudly: "Huh, I'm scared to death. It's really a misunderstanding. Mr. Gris, your image is too similar to the monster of the abyss. Fortunately, I've seen your image in the magic messaging."

A figure flashed on the side of Gris. Emina had recovered from her stasis at some point. She moved the front and protected Gris behind her. It was just strange. After she moved the front, she suddenly turned around and glared at Gris fiercely. Her eyes had an indescribable smell of being wary of being wary.
Chapter completed!