"ah!"

The frightening sound of bone cracking and screams made Griffith furious. He pulled out the two daggers from his waist and threw them at the enemy. The strong orc did not dodge and took the attack with his back.

"Sorry I forgot to mention it," the mage said happily, "My strong orc has the characteristics of a mad orc. Attacks that cannot be fatal will only stimulate his body and make him more ferocious. Wow, the elf's body can't bear it.

live."

As if to prove that what the mage said was true, the strong orc slammed the scarred Galadia on the ground, and then began to tear the delicate light armor and shirt.

Several rays of crystal light shone on Galadia's body, and the protective magic began to provide defense. However, under the suppression of powerful power, it only lasted for a while before being shattered.

Griffith turned around and pounced on the resident mage, swinging his sword and slashing towards his head.

"Expand flame configuration 12; shape, ball; superimpose, throw!" The resident mage had already waved his wand and quickly spoke out the preset language to activate a spell, "Fireball."

A blazing fireball shot out from the front of the wand. Griffith sank quickly, and the scorching flames passed over his shoulders and directly hit the Orc's back.

"Boom!" The orc man was actually sent flying by this blow, a big hole was opened in the wall and he flew into the flower field in the courtyard.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Rudias tilted his head and looked at the big hole.

Griffith didn't answer, raised his hand and threw the sword at the mage.

"It's useless! A mere Sequence 9 attack is not enough for a noble mage!" Rudias had no time to chant again. He quickly tore off a talisman on his body, and a premade blue shield spell appeared and flew away.

Got a long sword.

As soon as he finished speaking, Griffith had already rushed in front of the mage, ducked around Rudias' left hand, and punched him without waiting for the opponent to chant.

Rudias was beaten backwards on the spot, his head was pounding, and white teeth mixed with blood spattered out.

Griffith grabbed the mage by the collar, pulled him forward, and gave him an uppercut on the chin. Rudias was sent flying and fell backwards onto his desk.

The moment Rudias fell, silver light shone on his body, and the rapid spell casting that was automatically triggered formed an invisible wall to block the trainee knight.

This is the power of the mage tower. Although the use of magic spells may be interfered with and interrupted, fighting the mage on the preset position is already at a disadvantage.

Griffith took out his sharp ax and smashed it against the shield.

"It's useless, soldier," Rudias said with a smile as soon as he regained his consciousness. "This level of force cannot break through my shield. How about it? Since you can't do anything, why not come with me?

Enjoy the wonderful scene between the orcs and the elves, it is quite wild..."

The orc who was knocked away by the fireball and fell into the courtyard had already stood up. He was full of energy, and his strong legs stepped on the delicate lawn, as if the attack he just suffered was just to scratch his own itch.
Chapter completed!