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Chapter 177 An Iron Potato That Can't Be Boiled or Burnt(2/2)

As he spoke, he activated the flame aura with 300% dexterity.

The Extraordinary Burning Wall has a dexterity of 50% and its power reaches an intermediate level.

"Who said in the first place that he would not take action against the residents of Baima Town? Are you going to break your promise so soon?"

Canreto looked at the temple carefully and found that the entire temple was made of white stone unique to the north. The walls were over half a meter thick, and various runes could be vaguely painted on the surface.

Canreto's eyebrows jumped at the sight.

Baron Morey's laughter came from behind the city wall.

"Priest Senger, start blessing the warriors with perseverance."

The two sides faced off for a few seconds before Canreto yelled: "Come on! Kill them all!"

"The materials stored in the castle are enough for us to live for five years, and if you massacre the city, you will definitely suffer divine punishment from the Golden God! Or are you confident that you can withstand divine punishment?"

On the other side, Sharina began to issue orders loudly.

"Morey, after I burn down the temple, I will recruit craftsmen from the town to build a trebuchet. Let's see how long your castle can last!"

I didn't realize it before when I looked at it every day, but when I became a real opponent and looked at it again, I realized that it was an iron potato that could neither be boiled nor burnt.

"Yes, leader!"

The temple guards slapped their shields with their swords, let out a roar, and all took a step forward, blocking the main hall door tightly.

The heavy and tall wooden door of the main hall suddenly opened.

Therefore, only the strong can fight against the strong!

The four high-level warriors used all their strength to charge and break the formation. They didn't believe that their opponents could stop them!

"Gred, you lead other warriors to follow on both sides of the gate. Once I break the shield formation, follow immediately!"

If ordinary soldiers were allowed to charge in waves, they would probably die as many as they charged.

In the temple, Sharina looked at Rosen: "Can we start?"

At this time, the Ice-Blooded Warriors had gathered in the central square of White Horse Town.

There are only ten of them, because he is just the chief priest of a small place, and he can only bless the fortitude, and can only bless 10 times in a day.

He stood at the back and looked into the hall, but he could only see a black hole. He could vaguely see square shields, but he couldn't see the flame mage at all.

Each of the ice-blooded warriors was full of blood. The image of elite soldiers that had lasted for less than a few hours suddenly collapsed and they returned to their true colors as mountain bandits.

"When the temple is captured, Baima Town will be ours. Everything in the town will be ours. The women in the town are also up to our brothers to choose!"

Baron Morey laughed again.

It's not okay to go on like this.

Canreto sneered.

He looked helpless.

The good news is that there is only one mage. The bad news is that the flame spell is very resistant to the ice-blood combat skills.

They stood scattered and looked very wary. It was obvious that they were all wary of Rosen's spell.

cried Baron Morey impatiently.

On the other side, when Sharina saw Canreto dismounting, her heart became extremely tense.

"Guys, get ready, the real challenge is coming!"

Rosen also took a deep breath and concentrated his energy to the extreme.

Although he had made full preparations, this was his first face-to-face confrontation with a powerful warrior, and he still felt a little stressed.
Chapter completed!
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