The fifth-level war king is an amazing existence wherever he puts it. This is how Olivia Khan, the old enemy of the black-handed ogre King Mogar, was the lifelong enemy of the Amazon Centaurus.

Gelon quickly walked towards the elf girl who was lying on the ground. Before the person arrived, the magic bullet gun was already in his hand, and then he fired several shots at the Black Lake. The strong man next to him frowned, as if he wanted to raise his sword to block the shots, but found that his body had just moved slightly, and a shocking murderous intent suddenly emanated from the body of the centaur Khan in the distance, which suppressed his body and could not move. In the end, he could only watch the magic bullet with light green light flashing on the girl.

"This black girl is my prey. You have disturbed me a rare and refreshing dry fight. Now I have killed her. Damn stinky... No, she is actually a stinky brat. No, she is a stinky brat. No, you are dead!"

Ignoring the fierce words of the strong man, Ge Long walked straight towards the Black Lake, but when he passed by this guy, he suddenly felt unhappy, so he waved his hand and swept over to the strong man.

At this time, Ge Long only disconnected from the first level of the Gods Seal. He was just a rookie who had just had a combat position. The level was invisible in the eyes of the high-ranking person. In addition, he was thin and petite, comparable to a girl's figure, and he did not have the mysterious temperament of a law master. He was not always instinctively looking for shadows in the surrounding environment like the Dark Walker. To be honest, he didn't look like a warrior who could fight well. The strong man couldn't get any interest in him at all, and he didn't take this attack seriously. However, this guy had such rich combat experience, and he felt an extraordinary combat intuition. He felt a chill all over when Ge Long's palm was only half an inch away from him. He didn't have time to think about it. The giant sword in his hand was horizontal and vertical in front of his chest, and the wide and solid sword blade was like a tower shield.

With a loud bang, Ge Long's palm hit the sword. The strong man suddenly felt as if he was hit from the front by a running bison, and his palm was numb. He almost couldn't hold the hilt of the sword, and his whole person flew backwards.

"How is this child's power like a dwarf... no, it's like a giant, an ogre?" In his heart, the strong man immediately felt ecstatic again. He was warlike by nature, and although he had only disconnected the third-level seal, he had extremely rich experience in combat. He had never lost to his opponents of the same level as him in actual combat. He had many victories even against the fourth-level strongman, so he never took the first and second-level guys. However, after just enduring the casual blow from Ge Long, he actually had a stimulation of his hair standing up and his spine was cold. This is a crisis intuition that can only be felt in a life-long battle. This is completely unaware of the battle against a war king or above, and even if he may not win at all. For example, when facing the Centaur Khan, the strong man did not have such tension and stimulation.

"Good boy! I can't tell you are such a rare opponent. Since that's the case, let's have a good time with me!"

Looking at the fierce man who was eager to try, Goron suddenly had a headache. In fact, not only the strong man was shocked just now, but he was also very surprised by this guy's strength.

Under the influence of the ancient demigod Goruer, the eastern divine power in Goron's body has merged into one with his own ogre blood talent. Even if it is not in the posture of a pale giant, the power of this attack is extraordinary, at least it is equivalent to the full-strength attack of an ordinary ogre. However, this strong man was able to adjust his posture at the last moment, not only successfully defended, but also used a very wonderful power-release technique to reduce Goron's fist power. This attack made him feel uncomfortable as if he was hit in the air. Now he was in a position to start fighting immediately. How could Goron, who was anxious to perform emergency treatment for the Black Lake?

At this moment, the Black Lake lying on the ground suddenly moaned and opened its eyes.

"Huh? Are you not dead?" Seeing the seriously injured person with several magic missiles in his body with his own eyes, the strong man immediately stopped his hand, and Ge Long had taken this opportunity to walk to the Black Lake, stretched out his hand to her chest and chanted the divine text, and continuously activated the shaman magic "secondary healing wave". Ge Long was not worried about being sneak attacked by the strong man during the treatment process. After all, there was a war king-level centaur not far away watching. For some reason, the Amazon centaur is not Gron's enemy for the time being.

"You are actually a shaman! It's getting more and more interesting!" The strong man's eyes were extremely sharp. He guessed his battle position just from the healing magic that Ge Long used, and there was no doubt at all. You should know that shamans would not appear in humans, just like the clergy of the light would not be born among the orcs. They are all one of the common sense on the Dota Continent, but he obviously only believed in his own eyes.

"Wang, is it you? Are you back? Or am I... am I dead?" Black Lake stared at Ge Long's face, and the memory in her mind was still at the moment when she launched the "killing feast". In her impression, there were only two possibilities after launching the "killing feast". Either she saw the opponent's blood-covered body lying in front of her when she was awake, or she would never have the chance to wake up again. So after she saw Ge Long, she would have the idea that she was already dead.

Ge Long smiled faintly and shaved hard on her pretty little nose, making the sour feeling that even tears were about to flow down to explain the current situation to the dark elf instead of him.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...so uncomfortable! Wang, you are so bad...is that true? I'm still alive." After rubbing the bitter nose cutely, the dark elf immediately shook all over and asked nervously: "Oh no! The situation in the haunted gold mine is critical, everyone has no weapons, and I have not completed the mission! Wang, I must go back immediately and go back to the boss's side!"

"No...no longer needed..." Gron gently patted the girl's back and said with a strange expression: "There is nothing to worry about there..."

*******

On the battlefield of the haunted gold mine, a scene that surprised everyone...

Just as the battlefield gradually began to cool down and more leaders began to find ways to preserve their final combat power, the centaur appeared.

The subhuman female warriors with agile girls with dark skin on their upper body but handsome horses on their lower body roared out of the dense forest and used the javelin and bows in their hands to launch wave after wave of coverage blows at the target.

On the Dota Continent, who is the strongest shooter? Is it the elf's bow and arrow? Halfling's throwing rope? Or the dwarf's musket? Catman's flying knife? There are too many competitors in this option, so there is never a controversial answer. But if the question is replaced by "Which race is the Dota Continent's best at mobile shooting", then this question will no longer be controversial. There is no doubt that it is a centaur. If you have to be more precise, it is "Amazon Centaur".

It is still unknown whether the new dwarf musket that brought the weapon revolution can replace traditional bow and arrow cold weapons, but at least now the Amazon Centaur is definitely the uncrowned king who ruled the long-range mobile battlefield. (To be continued)

ps:ps: The condition is so bad...
Chapter completed!