When was that guy there?

Walker, the leader of the werewolf who was in charge of escorting, looked at the other party with a terrifying look on his face.

Those women were only a few meters away from them, and some people were so close to them, and none of them could notice them!

As one of the lower-class species of the beast race, the werewolf is treated almost as medium-class. It is based on their keen alertness and tracking talent. They are usually used as sentinels and scouts by the advanced species of various tribes!

With their hearing, sometimes they can instantly detect movements and stillnesses a hundred meters away. This is the first time Walker has encountered this since he was born.

Walker looked at the other party vigilantly. This guy didn't look like the beast tribe's clothes. The beast tribe didn't have such exquisite handmade artifacts and made such exquisite leather armor.

Is it a reinforcement from humanity?

Walker thought about it secretly, and then slowly pulled out the scimitar from his waist.

Although he has an absolute advantage in number, Walker still seems extremely cautious. Those who dare to go straight in this way must have extraordinary skills!

Many orcs were very despised by human power before entering the battlefield, believing that they were soft eggs who only dared to hide in the city wall.

But with rich battlefield experience, Di Walker knew that there were extraordinary strength in this group of humans. He had seen a golden knight killing a squadron of wolf riders with one man’s strength!

Walker looked at the other person carefully. Although this guy was petite, his whole body was full of power like a tight bow. His facial features were surprisingly beautiful, completely different from the humans he had seen. Most orcs couldn't appreciate the beauty and ugliness of humans. Race restrictions made it look similar to humans. I don't know why the goblins could distinguish them, but as a werewolves, he didn't see much difference.

But this guy in front of him is very beautiful. That kind of beauty transcends the racial barrier, making him feel astonished to the core at first sight.

"Who are you?" asked the gnoll in the language of the Human Alliance. As a scout, sometimes it is necessary to capture human inquiries. Most gnolls know the common term for humans.

Unlike the calmness of the werewolves, the goblins seemed extremely excited after they noticed the man, their eyes were suddenly filled with blood, and their lower body was even raised high, breathing rapidly, and their faces became a little crazy.

"What do I want to do to me if I wipe these guys? I'm a man!" The elf looked disgusted after noticing the changes of those goblins.

This disgusting expression even more stimulated the nerves of the goblins, making their eyes turn red!

This disdain and their arrogance made them want to trample, torture, and ravage this guy wildly!

After feeling the excitement of these goblins, Walker frowned and said, "Stop it."

But at this time, the Goblin, who had been controlled by hormones, would not pay attention to his orders. The three in the front row made a sound and rushed towards the elf.

"This group of lowly miscellaneous pieces!" Walker and the two zombies behind him showed a hint of coldness on their faces when they saw that the group of goblins were disobeying their orders. But it was good, letting them test the depth of each other was not a bad thing.

The agility of the elf player allowed the player to clearly see the detailed expressions of the goblins and all the changes in their bodies, including: excited saliva, body fluids and the lower body like iron rods, which made him even more disgusting, and he felt a shock all over his body and goosebumps.

"This kind of creature is a slave, and you don't want to send labor and capital!" Then the player raised the black bow in his hand without hesitation, and jumped. The women around him covered their ears, feeling the sound of the bow string as deafening as thunder!

The goblins who rushed towards him didn't have time to hear the sound of the thunderous bowstrings, because the arrows were much faster than the sound!

The arrow instantly penetrated the three goblins that rushed towards him in an incredible arc angle. Then the powerful force flew dozens of meters with the three goblins. Then he hit the mountain wall behind him and nailed the three goblins to it!

"Hiss!!" Walker took a deep breath. Can such a petite guy ejaculate?

And what about that arc trajectory that is completely unreasonable?

Before he could be surprised, he saw the other party's hands keep moving, and arrows shot out like a line like a storm, instantly clearing most of the hundreds of goblins!

Continuous shooting?

Walker became more and more incredible. This superb archery skill is usually a skill that only top archers possess. When he was serving in the north, he was fortunate to see a royal child of the Frost Wolf clan who showed this archery technique, but he felt that it was more than one level worse than the guy in front of him?

I'm afraid I'll encounter a tough guy today!

Thinking of this, he gave a wink at the two behind him. The years of tacit cooperation made the two behind him instantly understand the boss's thoughts, so the three of them immediately swooped towards the blind spot of the oblique vision!

With the other party's terrifying arrow skill, if they don't take action while the other party is still paying attention to the group of goblins, they will really not have a chance to get close to each other when the goblins die!

As a gnoll, the movement speed is still considerable. Walker tightly holds the scimitar in his hand. Most of the archers have average melee ability. After all, human energy is limited. It is hard to say that he can have such superb archery skills and also have melee skills that match it.

Moreover, judging from the shape of the opponent, he doesn't look like a person who is proficient in melee combat.

Three meters, two meters, one meter!

Seeing the successful raid approaching, Walker's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and he was quite terrifying because he could see that although the other party faced forward, he had been accurately capturing their figures from the corner of his eyes.

The three of them were unable to escape from his vision at all!

But he did not choose to shoot at them, and continued to clean the goblins in front of him.

This action made Walker's face chill. Could it be that in the eyes of the other party, he was not as good as the Goblins in front?

Don't be too arrogant, human!!

Walker took the lead in charge without any hesitation, and the scimitar in his hand turned into a cold light and slashed towards the other party's neck and carotid artery.

It is not a brainless reckless person. Facing this kind of archery-based long-range boss, he can't retreat even if he wants to retreat. If he wants to survive, he can only fight to the death!

Just as the sword light reached his body, the other party's body twisted extremely spiritually and avoided the slash of his three people at a high limit. Then Walker only felt a pain in his chin, and only heard a crisp sound. Walker instantly understood that his chin had been smashed!

Then a severe pain accompanied by a strong sense of dizziness made him feel dizzy and he instantly lost his perceptual balance!

Years of experience made him realize that he could be said to be at the mercy of others now. He was amazed in his heart how such a powerful person appeared in this small town? Not to mention his amazing archery skills, he also had such a powerful melee skill!

Is it the Silver Knight? Or the Golden Knight? Isn’t it said in the information that the only lord of the Molendo Golden Knight: Fair Roosevelt?

However, he didn't have time to think about it carefully. After losing his sense of balance, Walker's consciousness could no longer support him and fainted.

"Ah!!" The women around him then reacted and screamed and hid back. The player raised his hand and shot the remaining Goblins who wanted to escape one by one!

At this time, the afterglow of dusk was shining on the white hair of the elf player, with a beautiful luster flashing. Some women who had recovered a little were staring at the handsome man who was like a god descending to earth to cut melons and vegetables, and even doubting whether he was dreaming.

Any woman, especially a young girl, hopes that when she encounters darkness, she will have such a handsome and powerful knight to save herself and the water and fire, just like the dream scripts of the minstrels' mouths.

But when all this happened, most of them seemed a little unreal.

"Are they all women?" The elf player clearly showed a look of disappointment on his face, then took out the space cage and put a few stunned zombies in.

Facing this big cage that emerged out of thin air, most women were stunned again and said to themselves: What is this? Are magic props?

Those who can own such things must be a noble noble child, right?

It's so powerful, with such a beautiful and noble identity, which makes the youngest and most beautiful women in the crowd feel a little ashamed, but there is a little expectation in their eyes.

"Do you need help? Lord Knight?" A weak and shy voice rang behind the player.

Many women immediately looked over fiercely, and the one who spoke was the private school teacher in the monastery in the town: Miss Anne.

[How could this woman take the initiative to chat with her so rudely? It's too much]

Annie directly ignored those words. This was obviously jealous of her quick attack and making me think she was slow to react?

[That's right, I heard that she had already hooked up with Robert, the leader of the knight in the town, but now she still wants to hook up with this adult!]

Another woman became even more mean when she spoke. She took the method of digging her back. Annie gave the other party a secretly blank look and said in her heart: "You are all the mother of three children, why are you joining in the fun?"

But he said pitifully, "I just want to help."

She did not deliberately explain Robert's topic because she knew that this would reduce points. The more she was submissive, the more it would arouse the desire for protection of these men, and the more it would reflect the harshness of those ignorant women!

This performance made many women in the women's group pause and said to himself: "He's a tough guy!"

"Oh no need" How can a good family member who is in his early twenties who never watches palace dramas see the details of these intrigues? The player smiled gently: "No need no need no need no need no need"

Looking at the other party's approachable and gentle smile, Annie's heart jumped slightly and thought to herself that there was a chance. As long as she was not the kind of indifferent nobleman who kept people from thousands of miles away, she would at least have some chances. Now that her family is destroyed, even if she is an occasional slave for the other party to enjoy it, it would be a good destination.

"Just go into the cage obediently!" the player smiled.
Chapter completed!