Thinking of this, he chased him faster and became more excited.

And as we continue to chase, the surrounding forests gradually become denser.

After all, the Goblins did not have the physical strength of the elves. Soon, Demacia caught up with them one by one, chopping them down one by one, leaving them to the ground for the new team members who followed them to harvest.

And gradually, he finally caught up with the last goblin...

Just as Demacia was about to slow down and follow the other party to touch the location of the ruins, suddenly, a strong sense of crisis hit her heart.

He shivered all over his body and blocked his scimitar like a conditioned reflex.

A black shadow flashed by, accompanied by a huge force rushing into his scimitar, and the epic scimitar under the black iron actually broke with the sound!

Not only that, the huge force still did not disappear, but hit his chest hard.

Even the purple epic heavy armor under the black iron was as mushed as paper and was suddenly broken.

Demacia only felt a little stuffy in her chest, and her consciousness was in a trance for a moment, and she flew backwards under the impact.

He directly hit a giant tree behind him, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow sound... In a blink of an eye, half of the blood trough fell.

If it weren't for the pain that was reduced by 95%, I'm afraid this would make him die of pain...

He raised his head in horror and saw a strong and ferocious figure appearing in front of him.
Chapter completed!