"Pfft!"

The scorching sword blade flashed with a dazzling flame, tearing a shocking gap in the broad shoulder of the Blade Bear Man.

The fragile flesh is burned by the radiant attribute, shrinking and everting visible to the naked eye.

A stream of blood spurted out from the burnt wound.

Caught off guard, the Werebear let out an angry roar mixed with pain.

It threw away another of its kind riding underneath it, which was gradually losing its resistance, and slapped the despicable sneak attacker behind it with a powerful and heavy bear paw.

The huge force set off a raging wind.

Brian, who was on guard for a long time, jumped to avoid the angry bear's claws, and the light blade of the 'Dawnbringer' sliced ​​through the gap in the blade of the bear man's arm.

Following a flash of scorching flames, another scorched wound appeared on the burly body of the Blade Bear Man.

At this moment, the fellow being suppressed by it let out a cathartic roar, its body suddenly stood up like a spring, and its arms tightly locked its blood-stained body, making it difficult for it to break free in an instant.

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Naturally, Brian would not miss this opportunity. With a concentrated look on his face, he dodged the sharp claws swung by the Blade Bear Man in its blind struggle and struck in front of him.

"Pfft!"

I saw a fatal thrust from the lightsaber in his hand, and blood spurted out from the chest of the Zetland Ursine.

A wail of pain.

The body of the swamp bear man kept convulsing and shaking, and blood flowed gurglingly, and finally fell into the arms of its kind, lifeless.

"Target is dead!"

"Soul energy is being extracted..."

"Gain experience points: 1500 points!"

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Brian calmed down his heaving breath, retracted his weapon, and calmly stared at the dead bearman body on the ground.

The Werebear is a huge, white-furred bipedal animal that looks like the incredible offspring of a cross between a troll and a bear.

They are not particularly smart, but they are extremely ferocious prey.

His huge strength, slow movements, and not-so-smart mind allowed him to cope with it fairly easily without using magic.

However, it can be seen from the experience points he gained that the dead swamp bear in front of him was at least a leader-level existence, with a challenge level of around 5.

"Brother, thank you for your help. Praise Corellon. You came just in time!"

Another swamp bear pushed away the corpse of its dead counterpart, got up from the ground, patted the dust on its fur with its paws, and greeted him with a grin.

Brian's eyes fell on this swamp bear for a moment, but in the end he couldn't remember who this monster he called his brother was.

After all, in his eyes, don't all the Glade Bears look the same.

On the contrary, the urban accent he spoke and the delicate mannerisms made him not look like a real swamp bear.

An inexplicable illusion made him subconsciously think that the other party was more like a noble elf...

"Stay there for a while. Whoever is your brother, don't try to get close to me."

Brian looked at the intimidating-looking swamp bear and snorted with mock disdain, "The female swamp bear who was riding on you just now is your closest friend."

After saying a few words, he turned around and left.

The battle at this moment is not over yet, and the drow have already gained the upper hand.

Even the flying demons did not gain any benefit from the spell attacks of the drow wizards and priestesses, let alone the rapidly declining number of orc warriors.

As for those slaves who tried to escape, they were almost completely eliminated in the chaos.

But among the slaves worthy of Brian's attention, in addition to the human girl he had just rescued, the survivors also included a derro dwarf priest and a kuo-toa hiding in the shadows.

This little fish-man sat cross-legged on the ground, staring with two big eyes that couldn't close, with a calm expression, just like a melon-eating crowd watching the battle.

It's hard to imagine how the other party managed to prevent the two sides from invading each other. Even the abyss demon flying past his head chose to ignore the existence of this little fish man.

Another dirty and black derro was working with a drow to deal with an orc.

This orc warrior was tortured under the attack of the two men, and his whole body was covered with bloody sword marks, but none of the sword wounds were fatal.

At this moment, the orc has been forced into a corner, and it is only a matter of time before death comes to him.

But in Brian's opinion, the derro dwarves and drow warriors didn't seem to intend to take his life, they just wanted to get pleasure.

If he hadn't noticed that this strange pair killed a drow soldier before, he once thought that these two people were also from the drow camp.

All in all, it was a big melee.

From the moment the two eyes met, it meant that the inevitable fight began.

Of course, except for the calm kuo-toa.

"...Have you forgotten?" The cry of the Zeland Bear Man interrupted Brian's thoughts, and he quickly reminded loudly:

"We are inmates. We met in Mantor Driss. I even saw you taken away by a drow wizard. Praise to Corellon, you also escaped."

Hearing these words, Brian's steps suddenly paused.

He immediately thought that in the secret trading market of Mantor Dris, he had indeed seen a marsh bear in a cage, and beside him there was a frightened high elf.

We learned from the human merchants that the frightened high elf was actually an elf royal family from the Supreme Forest of the Northern Alliance.

A bold guess emerged in his mind.

However, now is not the time for him to consider these issues.

Because he wielded the "Dawnbringer", he not only killed a mid-level drow priestess, but also killed a leader of the Zetland Ursine.

At this moment, he has undoubtedly become the most dazzling presence on the battlefield.

With a blood-chilling scream, an abyssal demon hovering at the top of the tunnel stared at Brian.

This is a vromon, up to two meters tall.

Looks like a mix between a large human and a vulture.

Its body is covered with a layer of fine gray feathers, and its long curved neck has the head of a vulture.

In addition to having sharp claws and a sharp beak, the vrog's limbs are also quite muscular.

——"Shocking scream!"

The abyss demon locked its scarlet pupils on the 'Dawnbringer' held by Brian, and the purest disgust appeared in its eyes. It flapped its wings violently, stretched out its neck towards him condescendingly, and turned into a sharp roar. Invisible sound waves rushed to the ground fiercely.

A moment!

Brian felt a stinging pain in his ears and brain, as if he had been pierced by a sharp spear.

He gritted his teeth and resisted the sonic attack. With his strong will, he successfully avoided the additional effects of the sound wave.

This is the most common attack method of vromon. It first stuns the target with a deafening scream, and then swoops down from the air and delivers a fatal blow with its sharp beak and sharp claws.

Just as he expected, Vlomo's wings suddenly trembled and retracted suddenly. His powerful hind legs kicked off an upside-down stalactite pillar and rushed towards him like a sharp arrow.

Brian, who was fully prepared, fumbled for a handful of gem powder from his pocket at an extremely fast speed, threw it into the air, and then whispered a spell quickly.

——"First-level spell: Colorful Jet!"

As the gem powder filling the air glowed with brilliant luster, a dazzling light that was even more dazzling than the 'Dawn Messenger' he was holding spewed out from his fingertips in a scattering pattern.

The dazzling colorful light dispersed the suffocating shadow of Flo Demon and enveloped it.

In an instant.

The dazzling light was like countless sharp daggers piercing into the scarlet pupils of the vromo.

In an instant, the strong stinging sensation caused the charging figure to suddenly pause in the air, and then, with a panicked scream, it fell straight to the ground.

When the vrock finally flapped its wings to stabilize its rapidly falling body, it was horrified to find a mortal holding a scorching lightsaber upside down in both hands. He jumped up, then twisted his body, and the blade that frightened him rose from the bottom up.

, splitting out a scorching light.

"Pfft!"

A shocking bloodstain appeared, and the hot sword edge ruthlessly extended from the wings of the vromo to between its legs, causing it to scream in pain.

"Crack!"

A blow hit Flo Demon's vital part, and Brian, who was holding the lightsaber tightly, landed safely.

The Abyss Demon's body also steadied its steps as he did, and fell down, falling heavily onto the hard rock surface.

Seeing the demon flapping its wings and struggling to get up, Brian did not hesitate to strike another fatal blow and complete the final harvest.

"Target is dead!"

"Soul energy is being extracted..."

"Gain experience points: 2000 points!"

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To be continued...