None of the werewolves killed by the Iron Man left behind the entire corpse. At least one knife was cut off under the arm of the big iron sword. By this time the battle was full of corpses.

The remaining limbs, broken arms, internal organs, blood... all stimulate the nerves of the werewolf.

Under the shouts of the werewolves and barbarians, and under the stimulation of blood, the werewolves had already red eyes. Their blood was full of killing and their minds were only thinking about killing, and the murderous intent had occupied all their will.

Reason is driven away, and only the animal instinct remains.

Even humans will become irrational beasts in such a situation, let alone zombies!

Once the desire for killing from nature is provoked, it instantly turns into a raging fire, and it becomes more and more prosperous, and it cannot be extinguished even if it is poured.

The howlings of the werewolf came one after another, and the sounds continued to stop, and they were already extremely excited.

The Gnolls and Barbarians launched an attack at this moment, and it was indeed impeccable in terms of timing. If anyone else had been beaten, they might have been defeated by one blow, but who told them to meet Roger?

“The time has arrived.”

By observing the hole, Roger knew what he should do.

If the zombie at this time is compared to a mad cow running at full speed, then what Roger has to do is not to set up a card in front and forcefully stop the mad cow, but to push it from behind to make it run faster, faster than the limit he can control, and eventually fall down and fall half dead.

The werewolf soldiers who were leading their tribesmen toward the Iron Man's defense circle were about to approach the target, and the muscles on the arm holding the weapon were tense, and they were about to slash out the accumulated blow. Suddenly, several strong winds came from behind.

The werewolf barbarians reacted quickly enough. The skills and crisis awareness he had trained in the wild all year round made him change in time, and he cut the weapon that was about to slash towards the Iron Man in the direction of the strong wind.

puff!

The dull sound of heavy objects hitting the body.

"Ao..."

The roar of the zombie before her death.

Several twisted figures flew backwards under the attack of the werewolves. They were obviously several werewolves. Judging from their strange figures, these guys had already died before they landed.

The werewolf soldiers were stunned.

It was not because he killed his fellow tribes, but because these fellow tribes actually attacked him.

I am your head. You don’t attack the enemy but besiege me. You are crazy about losing your heart.

The puzzled were about to ask, but he had just opened his mouth and had not yet said what he wanted to ask, and several more werewolves howled and rushed towards him.

The younger brother of the same clan stretched out his sharp teeth and showed his sharp teeth. Even if the zombie barbarian soldiers were confused, they would not give in. He is a barbarian soldier with a power far beyond the same clan. A few ordinary tribes want to fight him, so they all die.

The werewolf barbarians swung their weapons, and the second group of attackers were knocked away again.

However, this is not the end, because the third attackers have arrived again.

What the hell is it? Are you really crazy?

The werewolf barbarians didn't have time to think too much. In fact, with the werewolf's brain capacity, he didn't think too much. Anyway, someone attacked him and killed him. No matter whether the enemy was a human or a werewolf, kill him first.

The experience of this werewolf is just a microcosm in the battlefield, and is by no means an individual phenomenon. All werewolf soldiers were attacked by their fellow tribes, and their reactions were exactly the same - they were fucking the guy and the one who dared to bare his teeth at him.

Before the jackals could cause real impact on the Iron Man's defense circle, they started fighting first. They had an internal strife at the time of the battle. This scene was so strange and so weird.

"If you want to rely on pure warriors to deal with spellcasters, the chance of being turned over should not be too high."

Roger rubbed his eyebrows, his face filled with pride and fatigue.

The reason why I was proud is that he caused the strife of the werewolves. The reason why I was tired was naturally because I was provoking the scoundrels to kill each other and he consumed a lot of money.

Don’t forget that Roger has another identity besides the identity of human beings, then the ancient evil god.

Even if it is just an ancient evil god of level zero, it is also an evil god.

Among the abilities brought by Roger's ancient evil god's identity, spiritual bewitching can be said to be an innate racial talent. With mental calculation but not intention, as long as the conditions are suitable, it is really not too easy to want a gnoll with a weak IQ.

It can be said that since the beginning of the battle, Roger has been making arrangements. The reason why the Iron Man's big iron knife arm cut the zombies so bloody, causing corpses all over the ground, blood and bloody winds all over the sky was to stimulate the zombies, let their reason be swallowed up by instincts, and fall into bloodthirsty madness. When the zombies lose their minds, they are only instincts left, and they are slightly guided under the influence of Roger's spiritual bewitching, and a good show of the zombies besieging their own barbarians will be staged.

Those who work hard can control others, while those who work hard can only be controlled by others. Why do you have to do something if you can use your brain?

Let the gnolls kill themselves, and when they are tired of killing, and when the barbarians are exhausted, wouldn’t they be able to harvest them at that time?

Roger just watched this, the internal strife of the werewolves had a quarter of an hour. When more than two-thirds of the ordinary werewolves were killed by the barbarians, these red-eyed guys gradually regained their rationality.

"Woo...woo..."

As soon as he regained his rationality, the werewolf immediately screamed sadly, turned around and ran away with his tail, for fear that he would run slower and be remembered by the barbarians, and he would settle the score in the future.

Seeing that the troublemakers were being chopped by themselves, the barbarians who were a little panting were not able to stretch their sore arms, but when they heard several dongdongdong sounds, the six zombies and barbarians who were behind the inside were knocked to the ground by the iron man who suddenly came out, and the big iron knife arm slashed and poked them violently on both ribs.

The attack on both ribs is extremely fatal. Here, the muscles cannot be trained but they are connected to the vital points. Once they are injured, it will be a fatal matter.

Poor that the six werewolf soldiers fell to the ground and could not get up again, and were directly knocked over by the iron man.

The power of faith of six units was obtained.

Roger raised his eyebrows, and the power of faith needed to upgrade the ancient evil god was about to get enough.

The slaughter of the companion made the gaze of the werewolf soldiers fall back on the Iron Man. The barbarians finally recalled the purpose of their organization of this siege. The hateful human mage was their target. Now, hundreds of their tribes have died, but the human mage has not even lost its roots. How do you let the barbarians accept it?

The whimpering roared out of his mouth, and the werewolf soldiers rushed towards the Iron Man.

Even if the Iron Man raided and killed six barbarian soldiers, the number of werewolf barbarian soldiers present exceeded twenty, and the barbarian soldiers had an absolute advantage.

Roger was secretly sorry.

If his ancient evil god had not had a level zero and his strength was too low that mental bewitching could only work against ordinary werewolfs, the barbarian soldiers would have killed each other almost all, so how could they have the current ending?

So, strength is the foundation.

With six fights and twenty, each werewolves' single combat power was completely out of Iron Man, and there was no chance of winning in the situation. At most, one or two people were pulled.

The situation is so unfavorable to Roger.

The ground cracked silently, and a tunnel for people appeared at Roger's feet. Roger, who had the ability to control the earth element, could not stop the zombies from wanting to walk. Unless the zombies and barbarians could walk through and track them underground, Roger would always be invincible.

Barbarians, I hope you will keep joining each other and not separate.
Chapter completed!