One of them carries a silver-black bow on his back, his whole body is surging like a volcano, rolling forward in the blood wave, no one can stop him;

The other man was wearing armor and holding a golden saber in his hand. He descended from the sky with overwhelming momentum and effortlessly broke through the five-man defense;

And the last person...

Thales touched the side of his neck and forehead. The two wounds he had received not long ago suddenly hurt, making his heart feel cold.

Thales understood something.

As for Sonny’s feints and feints…

Simply...

"call!"

Sonny roared and charged again, determined not to care about the opponent's life and to hold back, vowing to resolve the battle in the next round.

The opponent's ax fell vertically, but this time, Thales just frowned slightly.

In the hell sense, Thales subconsciously felt something.

Sure enough, in the middle of the opponent's movement, he turned from a vertical chop into a horizontal slash, menacingly...

He landed in the blocking stance that Thales had prepared a second in advance.

"clang!"

Sonny stared blankly at Thales who blocked his attack with ease.

how……

Thales exerted force on his waist, pushed Sonny away, and looked at the opponent's sword edge unaccustomedly.

This feint...is too obvious?

Thales thought helplessly.

Opposite him, Sonny looked at him blankly, somewhat confused as to why his attack failed.

"Don't be discouraged, your ax is very powerful and your fake moves are very realistic."

Thales took a step back and comforted him with a dry smile:

"It's just, I know a guy..."

Thales rolled his eyes and frowned, thinking of that man:

"He also likes to use feints and feints. Coupled with his finishing power, he goes back and forth. God, I can't tell when he attacks and when he lures the enemy..."

"Compared to his, your fake moves seem to be a little bit behind..."

That's right.

Thales suddenly understood.

Due to the experience of countless disastrous defeats, I feel nervous every time I face the enemy. I am used to using previous battles as reference: facing the Vampire Archduchess, facing the Burning Knight, facing the Fallen Star, facing the Death Horn

Crow, facing the desert orcs.

Facing...the nearly irresistible Punishment Knight.

Thales raised his head and looked at Sonny.

That means……

Thinking of this, Thales sighed and painfully understood a depressing fact:

After experiencing so many unsuccessful matches...

He can take a beating even more.

And this feeling...

After being "beaten" by Sak'el just now, it became even more obvious.

Under the light of the torch held by the mercenary, Sonny stared at his ax handle, his hands shaking slightly.

He felt the looks and whispers of his colleagues around him, and felt that his breathing was getting faster and faster, and his face was getting hotter and hotter.

No.

Is not likely to……

That's just a teenager...

Thales came back to his senses and suddenly realized something was wrong. He quickly changed his tone and said:

"I mean, you, is it possible, your fake moves, uh, and..."

He shrugged, showed an awkward but polite smile, and tried to find a pleasant word:

"Is there... room for improvement?"

Sonny's head shot up!

Thales' smile slowly disappeared.

Seeing the other party's increasingly ferocious and angry expression, Thales felt that he might have said the wrong thing.

Sure enough, in the next second, Sonny glared at his eyes with sparks that almost stabbed the blade, roaring in a hissing voice:

"Everyone, come together!"

"Get him!"

Thales felt a chill in his heart.

Oops.

Thales only had time to think of this idea, and the mercenaries on the left and right roared and swarmed him!

Ahhhh!

The sins of the Hell River are coming without restraint!

The senses of hell are open without reservation!

"clang!"

The harsh clashing sounds sounded again, only noisier than before!

Thales struggled to resist a hammer blow from behind, which was about to hit him on the back of the head. Then he swung an iron rod towards his left leg, forcing him to roll away and avoid it in a panic. He couldn't stop it no matter what.

Three-handled weapons!

But when he stood up, before he could take a breath, another attack came towards his head.

Thales struggled to get rid of it, grunting lowly, but a mercenary from behind came at him again brandishing the handle of his knife!

He was going crazy.

If I had known it earlier, I would have stopped talking and just kept silent and made a fortune. How wonderful it would be!

Why are you teasing that Sonny!

In the next ten seconds, Thales felt like he was back to that night in the desert, with orcs roaring and attacking from all directions, giving him no chance to breathe.

If the other party hadn't had the intention of capturing him alive, he would have long...

"Whoa!"

Thales felt pain in his back, and his movements were deformed when he was hit by an ax handle.

Damn it!

One wrong step, one wrong step after another, the severe pain in his back deformed Thales's next defense, and he was hit hard on the abdomen!

Enduring the severe pain and sweat, Thales rolled to the ground with a groan, avoiding the three figures who were about to pounce on him.

It's over.

it's over.

After a long period of high-intensity fighting, he, who had relied on his will to hold on, finally swayed and was about to close his eyes.

But at this time.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

A terrifying roar that didn't sound like a human voice came from the other end!

The mercenaries were all shocked!

But before they could recover, a strong figure rushed into the crowd without any hindrance!

boom!

"Haaahhhh!"

The sturdy intruder roared and knocked away two mercenaries. Before the third man turned around to greet him with his sword, he lifted his opponent into the air with a stretch of his arms!

Exclamations rang out.

Thales was startled and immediately lowered his head, feeling a chill on his scalp.

boom!
To be continued...