The gunshots that were more terrifying than submachine guns roared.

It was like thunder sounding from the sky, countless bullets that were invisible to the naked eye fell like raindrops, hitting the Dorak Berserkers, instantly tearing open their bodies and penetrated them, causing terrifying damage.

Some unlucky savages were shot in the head and died suddenly on the spot.

The power of the Rambo gun is even a high-level barbarian warrior, but it cannot withstand many guns. After a burst of fire, it becomes a corpse full of holes.

The fireball spurted out by the Fire Dragon immediately landed on the ground.

Boom! Boom...

The fireball exploded in the army, and the high-temperature flames swept through the space within a radius of more than ten meters. In just the first wave, hundreds of barbarians were blown to pieces, and the ground was full of burnt residual limbs.

The fire dragon's fireball has only three rings. It is difficult to achieve such great results at other times, but in the dense crowd, the target has nowhere to dodge. Every fireball falling from the sky is like a cannon, and there is no need to aim at it. You just need to bomb the place where the enemy is the most.

Under the double blow of Rambo's gun and fireball, the entire battlefield turned into a one-sided massacre.

The army was about to collapse at a touch.

Most of the Dorak barbarians who were retreating were first-class warriors, and they had no way to counterattack the enemies flying high in the sky. Seeing that the tribesmen around them were slaughtered like pigs and beasts, they died one after another, and even the fearless berserkers were mentally broken.

A few middle-level or above berserkers threw javelins into the sky to fight back, but found that they were out of reach.

Their actions attracted the attention of the extreme warriors. The muzzle turned around, like an invisible butcher knife, swept across, leaving behind corpses all over the ground.

"Escape quickly!"

"My God, what weapon is this? Who are they?"

The Dorak barbarian screamed in despair, threw down his weapons and ran desperately, but found that he could not escape the enemy in the sky and did not know where to escape. The tribesmen around him fell down one by one, or were killed by fireballs, their minds were blank, and they ran around like headless flies.

A few more witty barbarians observed a phenomenon that the faster they run, the faster they die, and as long as they are still standing, they will become the target of the enemy.

So he had an idea, threw himself to the ground, climbed to the edge of the corpse and pretended to be dead.

However, their actions could not escape the gaze of the extreme warriors, and the weakened version of the truth will obtained from the Primrose could see through such a low-level disguise at a glance.

A flash of fire came over, and the fake death turned into real death.

On the other side, the ogres who had withdrawn from the battlefield one step ahead did not escape the disaster. The three fiery dragons quickly chased after them, and the Rambo gun opened fire from behind.

The ogre's defense is much stronger than the barbarians, but it can't withstand the machine gun's strafing. Large pieces of blood burst out from their bodies, forming blood holes, and falling down screaming.

The seven ogre magicians stretched out their shields and only lasted for a few more seconds.

The extreme warriors focused on taking care of them. After a fire-raising fire, the shield was blown up, and bullets penetrated the ogre magician's body, easily reaping their lives.

In less than a minute, dozens of ogres all fell to the ground, and blood stained the earth red.

The fiery dragon in the sky returned to the battlefield and continued to shoot the Doraks.

All this was clearly seen by the Makurages in the city of Astat, and from the beginning of the battle, they were completely shocked.

All the Makurag people were wondering if what they saw was true.

Such a powerful Dorac army, with nearly 3,000 people, is equivalent to the population of the entire tribe and posed a terrible threat to Astart, but the enemy who is now killed without any power to fight back.

"Gilman is above!"

"What happened after they followed Earl Glamorgan?"

"What weapon is that?"

"Sicarus is not bragging. He can really kill the ogres of the entire Logosh tribe alone..."

The Makurag people had countless problems in their minds. They had never seen such a war, which was completely beyond their imagination.

Even Marius was shocked by such a war scene.

He stood at a high place and watched the massacre outside the city, unable to say a word, but his tight hands revealed his emotions at this moment. As a legendary warrior who has experienced many battles, he felt a strong crisis. If he faced the extreme warrior, it would be difficult for him to survive in just two or three.

"No wonder Sikalius and the others are so loyal to Rennes."

"Equipped with such powerful weapons, although they only have sixty people, they can sweep the entire Sain Plateau."

Marius's mood is complicated.

He looked at Rennes in the middle of the battlefield, and the young humans who had created these miracles had already left the Knights, rode alone on bronze wild horses, stepped over the corpses on the ground, and stopped in the middle of the battlefield. Without taking action, the surrounding enemies were all emptied by the extreme warriors, extremely conspicuous.

"What is he doing?"

Not only Marius, but all the Makuragers were curious, looking at Rennes with awe in their eyes.

A hundred steps away from Rennes, a protective cover with a diameter of more than ten meters was stretched open.

This translucent protective cover is extremely powerful, and the bullets of the Rambo gun shot on it, only causing a slight ripples.

Inside the protective cover is Caligula himself and his more than thirty slaves.

The extreme warrior immediately wanted to shoot and kill the enemy leader, an elf mage under Kaligula, and took out a magic scroll in time to form this protective cover.

Renn recognized that this was the resistance field of the seventh ring.

The Elf Mage is only at level nine. With his mana, even if the energy of the protective cover comes from the scroll, he only needs to pay a small amount of spells to maintain, and he cannot hold on for too much, at most ten minutes.

The Seven-ring Protection Spell, the Rambo gun cannot penetrate, so the Extreme Warrior did not waste bullets.

Anyway, these people have no way to escape.

Caligula in the shield also realized this.

The face of this legendary tyrant was gloomy and terrifying, his chest was rising and falling rapidly, his veins were exposed, and he stared at Renne tightly, as if his anger was about to erupt.

He stood there, watching the army he had run for many years be massacred, but he was powerless.

The sound of gunfire and explosions hit his heart hard, as if blood was dripping in his heart. In his decades of life, he had never encountered such a shameful failure. Even if he could return to the tribe alive, he would lose everything.

What's even more terrifying is that your failure makes the Lord lose all his face and may face terrible punishment from God.

In the boundless fear and anger, Caligula also had countless doubts.

Who is this human?

Where did he come from?

The weapons used by human knights, as well as the barbarian warriors on the back of the fiery dragon, what weapons do they use?

How did they tame bronze wild horses and fiery dragons?

Caligula's eyes swept over the Gun Wing Knights and Extreme Warriors, and his heart was filled with irresistible greed and heat. If he could have these weapons and troops, no one could stop himself from ruling the Sain Plateau and would definitely receive the supreme grace of my Lord!

The key to all of this is the young humans opposite.

Caligula's thinking turned sharply, his anger calmed down, and he returned to his calmness. He carefully observed Rennes, who was a hundred steps away, trying to see some clues.

However, he looked at it for a long time but gained nothing.

The news on the Sain Plateau was blocked, and Caligula focused on wars between tribes and knew little about the empire. She had never heard of the name of a young Count who had risen shortly afterwards.

The blood-colored cloak also covered Renne's breath, making it impossible for him to make a judgment on his strength.

Kaligula was very afraid and thought to herself: "No matter who this person is, as long as he wins him, there will be a chance to turn things around today."

But he didn't know that when he was observing Rennes, Rennes had already seen him clearly at first glance.

"Type 12th level tyrant."

Under Renn's soul eyes, Caligula's soul state was revealed in slightest.

He left the Knights of the Gun Wings and ran to the middle of the battlefield in order to absorb the soul. At this time, the soul was still rising, and every second the soul flew from all over the battlefield and converted into soul power, but the power could not rise at all. The electric claw technique and the wings of wind and thunder were all raised to the fourth ring, so they were all devoted to the extreme warriors.

The range of soul absorption is only three or four hundred meters, and it cannot cover the entire battlefield, so some souls are still wasted.

Despite this, the transformed soul power is still very considerable.

Two extreme warrior captains who were under the utmost care, Cronuan and Gron, were already at the peak of level nine. Rennes chose their strength elements and continued to invest their soul power.

The two captains in the sky groaned together.

Their power reached level seven, advanced to the extreme elements, triggering the transformation of the soul and beginning to enter the legendary realm.

Renne immediately transferred his soul power and assigned it to five mentors of each team.

His attention returned to Caligula. This legendary tyrant is extremely powerful, with more than twenty elements in his soul, and four are super suspicious elements.

"I am worthy of being the chosen one." Rennes said intimately.

The extraordinary professional "tyrants" are usually transferred from Iron Guards or Berserkers. Their core element is "Touch of Control", which comes from a very rare and strange "Eye Demon Tyrant".

Through physical contact, the touch of dominance can turn intelligent creatures into their own slaves, and extract some soul power from the slaves to strengthen themselves.

This element is very similar to the "spiritual charm" of the green dragon, and there are many differences.

Both can only control targets that are weaker than themselves. The amount of control of spiritual charm is smaller, but it will not affect the slave's mind and thinking. There is no distance limit. The slave can be allowed to leave the green dragon's territory and continue to remain loyal.

The number of slaves that can be controlled by the Touch of the Control can be controlled by many, and the legend can reach more than thirty, but slaves cannot leave the tyrant's side. They must have physical contact every once in a while, otherwise the slave will break away from control and restore free body.

Moreover, if you are controlled by the ruling touch for a long time, the slave's thinking will become rigid and slow. Apart from fighting, you cannot give advice to the tyrant, just like a fool.

However, in Renn's view, the control touch is undoubtedly much stronger than the spiritual charm.

More than thirty slaves, each of whom contributed some of their soul power to Caligula, accumulated a small amount, which made Caligula's strength soar several times, far higher than the average legendary early stage!

Kaligula's strength reaches level 8 and toughness also reaches level 7, which are all super absolute elements.
To be continued...