Dark dwarf camp, night. Devin was already trapped in a tight siege. There were too many dark dwarves around him, some holding iron guns or tomahawks, scrambling to attack him. For a moment, Devin felt as if he was in a mountain of guns and a sea of ??axes. As long as he was distracted for a moment, what awaited him would be the fate of turning his flesh and bones into mud. With such an intensive attack, any fine skills are useless and there is no time to evolve! What Devin can do is to hold the heavy sword and wave it around his body in circles, using offense instead of defense. In his hands, the heavy sword, which was nearly one meter long and weighed more than a hundred kilograms, turned into a streak of sword light, turning the nearly four meters around him into a death zone. Whenever a dwarf enters this area, his weapon will collide with him, his weapon will break, his body will hit him, and his limbs will be severed, which is extremely terrifying. For a moment, the whole body of Devin was really in a bloody mess, with broken limbs and broken arms scattered all over the ground, and screams could be heard endlessly, almost like a Shura field. However, Devin's attack seems to have the upper hand, and he seems to be able to outshine the entire dwarf army. In fact, his current situation is extremely dangerous, and his life and death are only a matter of seconds! In the midst of a large army, being besieged like this, any accident could happen. As long as there is even the slightest obstruction in his heavy sword, there will be a fatal flaw. In just an instant, his body will be chopped into pieces. Even if there were no mistakes from beginning to end, with such a desperate burst of power, he could only last for half an hour at most. After half an hour, the energy will be exhausted, and it will also be death. He knew this, and so did the dwarves. Therefore, when the dwarves faced this powerful opponent, even though they knew they were defeated, they still continued to fight without fear. Of course Devin is not just for killing. In fact, he was working hard to get out all the time. Just now, Elena took him for a long walk around the camp, giving him some understanding of the camp¡¯s terrain and building distribution. Less than two hundred meters away from him, there was an entrance to the underground passage. He and Elena walked inside for ten minutes without reaching the end. Devin concluded that this should be the entrance to the dwarf underground city. What he has to do now is to break free from the siege of these dwarves, rush in, and use the characteristics of the narrow passage to free him from the dangerous state of being surrounded by enemies on all sides. In the passage, he only had to face two enemies at most, and he had heard for a long time that the dwarf underground passages were complicated. He fled in and dealt with the dwarf army for three hours. When the orc army came to attack, he would be safe. If it really doesn't work, Devin still has one last trump card. He can just give up this body and ask for help from Mites. But this method comes at a cost. This is the parish of the God of Desolation. It will definitely take a lot of divine power for Meites to force his soul back to her kingdom. ¡° In this case, Devin will owe her a big favor. Therefore, this is Devin¡¯s last resort. He will never use it unless he is in a desperate situation. While he was at it, he moved towards a corner of the camp. These two hundred meters are his journey! Now, he has moved hundreds of meters, and he doesn¡¯t know how many dwarves he has killed. He only feels that his whole body is sticky and covered with blood, minced meat, and fragments of internal organs. Most of these flesh and blood belong to the dwarves, and some of them belong to Devin himself. Just now, a dwarf accidentally held a meteor hammer, which disrupted his rhythm and caused a flaw in his defense for a moment. It really only took a moment, less than half a second, when Devin's back was stabbed by the tip of an iron gun. He quickly dodged and let the tip of the gun hit his back muscles, but his back was still stabbed. A scar nearly ten centimeters long was made. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, otherwise he would definitely be dead. Outside the dwarf army formation, the tall and thin man in black robe looked at the human warriors who had been fighting in the crowd for a long time but were still standing still. He couldn't help but ask the dwarf guard next to him: "Who is this guy? Why? So fierce?" He originally thought that this person could only hold on for a few minutes at most, but now, ten minutes have passed. This kind of skill and endurance are almost beyond the scope of mortals. On the mainland, only the chosen people and gods who are at the peak can suppress him. In this barren land, a warrior who resembles the chosen one of the gods actually appears. This is really puzzling. Because it was night, the dwarf guard only knew that the person facing him was a human race, but he could not recognize the specific identity, so he just shook his head, indicating that he did not know the identity of the sneak attacker. The man in black robe stopped asking. No matter what, this guy must stay today, especially the blood of the killing god on his back, which must not be taken away. Thinking of this, he stretched out his hands, raised them to the sky, and prayed: "My Lord Feret, the master of killing, I implore you to release the majesty of killing and give me the power to kill." With this prayer, his hands A golden-red light emerged. He immediately pointed his hand towards the iron gun in the hand of the guard beside him, and the light flowed out, wrapped around the iron gun, and finally stabilized on the tip of the gun, making the tip of the gun look like it was on fire. It became a magical weapon. "Soldier, God has given you the authority to use this weapon to stab him and take his life." The man in black robe pointed at German in the crowd. The dwarf guard was extremely excited and felt the weight of the mission on his shoulders. He immediately rushed forward with the 'artifact' iron gun. Seeing how powerful the weapon in his hand was, the dwarves in front immediately made way for a passage. The dwarf rushed forward, rushed to Devin very quickly, and shouted: "Go to hell." Regardless of everything, he confidently stabbed out the spear in his hand that had been blessed by the God of Slaughter. Of course Devin saw his attack. The red-glow iron gun was so conspicuous that it was difficult not to see it. He just glanced at it and discovered the flaw in the iron gun. These red lights should be some kind of divine power. Most of the red light was concentrated on the tip of the gun, and there was almost no light on the gun barrel. Moreover, the dwarf guard's spearmanship was so crude that it was not worth mentioning at all. The heavy sword in Devin's hand immediately swung over. The moment he approached the spear, the sword tip turned and cleverly avoided the tip of the spear. When it reached the barrel of the gun, the sword edge swept upwards diagonally, and with a snap, the sword tip swung upwards. The barrel of the gun was cut off. At this moment, Devin felt a thought coming from the barrel of the gun, impacting his head, causing a needle-like pain in his head, and he involuntarily fell into a trance. With just such an oversight, Devin felt a stinging pain in his ribs. A dwarf rushed up, and the ax blade had already cut into the animal skin armor, hitting him and cutting in. With just one more step forward, he could chop off Devin's ribs. The pain in his body immediately made Devin wake up. He twisted his body, slightly distanced himself, and followed up with his heavy sword, killing both dwarves. This is the end of the so-called killing gun's influence on him. Devin continued to move towards his destination, leaving countless broken limbs and arms along the way. When the man in black robe saw that the killing spear had no effect, he immediately changed his method. He prayed for a while, then waved his hand, and a golden-red light shone down, covering more than twenty dwarves. These dwarves immediately changed. Their eyes immediately glowed red, their body muscles swelled, and they seemed to have grown in size. They also let out terrifying roars and rushed towards Devin desperately. Like crazy. Devin was secretly frightened. Although these dwarves were brave before, they had not lost their minds. They still had the instinct of fear and knew how to avoid his sword. Therefore, although he was under great pressure, he could still resist. But now these dwarves who are rushing over seem to have completely lost their minds and have completely become killing puppets, completely desperate for their lives. In a group battle, he is not afraid of cruel people or violent people, but what he fears most is those who risk his life. As soon as he was held back and others rushed forward, Devin would be hacked to death even if he had a hundred lives. At the critical moment of life and death, Devin also showed his greatest potential. He roared and rushed towards the entrance of the underground passage desperately. Such a crazy style of play made his defense a lot less effective. On the way, he no longer avoided minor injuries, but only avoided some potentially fatal injuries. After such a mad dash, in just a few seconds, Devin had four or five bloody wounds on his body. But his speed has also greatly increased, and he is only less than twenty meters away from the entrance of the underground passage. The man in black robe had already understood his intention and said loudly: "Block the entrance, block the entrance of the passage!" If someone escapes in, it will be very difficult to catch him. Immediately, some dwarves responded to his order and gathered in front of the underground passage, squatting or standing, with their spears stretched forward, forming a spear array to defend against the charge of the horses. On the other side, the crazy dwarf also rushed to Devin's side. ¡°These guys really don¡¯t want their lives, they don¡¯t know how to dodge. Even though his arm was cut off, he still rushed forward. With his legs broken, he crawled forward. With his hands and feet gone, he twisted his body and tried to bite with his mouth. He had no idea what pain was, which made Devin feel tremendous pressure. In just a moment, Devin suffered more injuries than before combined in order to avoid being entangled. This time, he was really covered in blood, all of which was his own blood. He also saw the spear array set up by the dwarves in front of him. Without saying a word, he let out a muffled roar in his throat and rushed forward. The heavy sword in his hand was almost lost to the dance floor, and it was blown into the spear array like a whirlwind. among. For a moment, there was the sound of metal collisions, muffled groans, and miserable howls. Broken limbs and heads were flying and tumbling in all directions, just like a hob array entering a forest of meat. The dense gun formation was forcibly broken up by Devin. After the dwarf gun formation was the entrance to the underground passage, Devin strode in without hesitation. As soon as he entered the passage, Devin felt that the pressure on his body was greatly reduced. He only had to deal with the opponents in front and behind him, instead of being attacked from all directions and making people breathless. There are torches in the passage, so you don¡¯t have to worry about not being able to see clearly. Devin felt a little relieved. In his desperation, he didn't know the direction and just ran along the direction where the torch extended in the passage. Whenever I encounter a dwarf on the road, I kill him without hesitation. He was much faster than the dark dwarf. After running for a while in the twists and turns of the underground passage, he lost sight of the dwarf behind him. Devin breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down slightly. Outside the passage, the man in black robe looked at the dark entrance of the cave, his brows furrowed, his heart pounding, with shock and excitement. With more than 10,000 people surrounding and killing him, he was forced to rush out. This force was really terrifying. This human warrior is definitely a big shot. If he catches him, the Lord of Slaughter will be very happy and give him a heavy reward. He may be promoted to the bishop of the diocese! He asked the dwarf guard beside him urgently: "Where will these passages lead to?" There are many passages inside, and one of them leads to our clan's city of Meline. Others, some lead to dangerous dark areas, some lead to exits on the ground, some even lead to the Spine of the World, and there are too many to count. "The dwarf guard replied honestly. The man in black robe immediately said to the dwarves around him: "Follow me and chase him! " He is not afraid of losing the trace of this human warrior, because the other person has the blood of the God of Slaughter, and he can always sense his position. This man must be exhausted after such a battle, covered with scars. He wants to kill him and take back If you have divine blood, you must catch up immediately without giving the opponent any chance to breathe. (To be continued. 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