
The strength of the Sword and Rose mercenary group was not bad.In addition to Hewlett, there was another level-8, Darlene, dark elf.
The girl who smiled at Joelson was the only level-6, but she exuded a very dense holy aura, she looked like a priest or something.
"Hewlett, can this guy do it? Don't just look for someone who can make fireballs to replace the previous witch."
A slightly provocative voice sounded.
Joelson followed the voice and looked up, it was a handsome young man with the power of a tier 7 mage.
He was wearing black light armor and playing with a sharp dagger in his hand, he looked like an assassin.
Hewlett's face was slightly grim as she said in a low voice, "Alvin, don't go too far."
The man named Alvin laughed lightly and winked to the side.
Instantly, a man taller than Hewlett stood up, he was extremely strong.
He shouted loudly, "The weaklings are not qualified to be Amberg's partners!"
Strong hostility locked firmly on Joelson.
This burly man who suddenly stood up had a fierce and rough appearance, his entire body was hairy, and he looked like a gorilla.
"Amberg was a barbarian warrior, and his strength was greater than mine. You have to be careful."
Hewlett whispered as if she was talking to Joelson.
But his body quickly dodged to the side, clearly wanting to take the opportunity to see how powerful Joelson was.
Amberg's arms were as thick as Joelson's thighs, and his muscles bulged out as if they were about to burst Blood vessels swerving around his arms like earthworms, containing great power.
Amberg grabbed a heavy, large, double-edged battle axe.
This weapon is usually only used by barbarian knights who are born with great strength, even ordinary knights are difficult to swing it, let alone use it.
Like a bull, Amberg spouts hot air from his nostrils. He looked at Joelson with his big eyes and said loudly, "I'm afraid Amberg will beat you to death later."
Joelson narrowed his eyes and looked at him.
This was the first time he had seen a barbarian warrior.
It is said that this race with human-like bloodlines lived in a deep mountain tribe. Every one of them was born to show off. Even if they did not practice, they could tear apart the ferocious beasts with their bare hands when they reached adulthood.
Moreover, their race possessed an extremely enviable ability, raging.
Once they entered a berserk state, the barbarian warriors could instantly explode with a force several times stronger than usual.
"What about this?"
Joelson looked at Amberg and said calmly, "If you can make me move one step, then I will lose."
What's?!
Everyone's bodies trembled, and their eyes were filled with shock as they looked towards Joelson.
Is this guy's brain damaged?!
A magician who did not make a distance between himself and a close combat knight, but wanted to fight him head-on?!
Moreover, it was an extremely frightening display by the barbarians amongst the knights.
He might even have his gut punched by Amberg!
Everyone's faces were filled with ridicule.
Hewlett shook his head strongly.
According to him, Joelson was on another continent, his little place was called a genius or something, and used to be praised.
He had developed an arrogant character that looked down on others.
He thought that the central continent was the same as his small place.
He was afraid that he did not even know what a barbarian warrior was.
Hewlett didn't stop him if his partner was so stupid.
Instead of waiting for him to drag the team down in the future, he might as well die under Amberg's hands now.
Amberg's thoughts were a little paranoid, he angrily asked, "What are you saying?!"
Joelson repeated it again and said with a calm smile on his face, "However, if you lose, you should kneel down and kowtow to me to apologize."
"What?!"
Amberg's eyes turned red.
He was like an angry bull, panting.
"Stupid!"
At this moment, almost everyone made this evaluation for Joelson in their hearts.
Joelson lifted his chin slightly and looked at Amberg with a very disdainful look.
Amberg is really angry. He raised his head and roared, and a thick white battle aura shot out from his body. He raised the double-edged battle axe in his hands high and slashed down stubbornly Joelson.
This attitude was as if he wanted to split Joelson in half.
The priest girl could not bear to turn her head. Darlene, the dark elf, had an indifferent expression. Alvin, on the other hand, was very excited. He licked the dagger in his hand nervously, looking forward to what was about to happen.
However, in the next moment ...
Everyone's eyes are empty.
They only saw a double-edged axe, which had gathered all the power of Amberg, splitting Joelson's head.
However, it was blocked by the light blue barrier.
This barrier is like a bubble, very elastic and very strong.
When the double-edged ax hit the bubble, it was as if it had sunk into a deep swamp.
Amber's face was red, she just made a slight dent in her bubble.
As for Joelson, he had not even blinked his eyes, he had been looking at him calmly from the start.
Bang out!
Bubbles suddenly bounce. Amberg felt the terrifying power in his hand being transmitted back through the hilt of the war axe. The space between his thumb and forefinger instantly split apart. The double-edged war axe slipped out of his hand and flew out, even his tall body was thrown backwards like a kite with a broken rope, crashing into a large number of tables and chairs.
"Rubber!"
Amberg rolled several times on the ground before rising again.
His eyes were completely red as he roared furiously.
"Amberg is already on the rampage!"
Hewlett would inevitably scream in a low voice.
Joelson's eyes twinkled slightly, revealing an attractive expression as if he was waiting for this moment.
Amberg charged straight at him like an angry bull. The tables and chairs in front of him were all smashed to pieces by him.
His momentum was unstoppable as if he wanted to crush Joelson into minced meat.
But he hit Joelson's dark blue barrier and broke his head, causing bright red blood to flow out.
Successive injuries drove Amberg crazy, he punched Joelson like crazy.
Huge fists struck the blue barrier one after another, creating ripples.
Ten minutes later, Amberg knelt on the ground heavily, his huge body falling to the ground and he fainted.
The members of the Sword and Rose mercenary group around him were completely dumbfounded.
They're all dumbfounded.
"This...magic shield?!"
Someone stammered.
Level-7 barbarian warrior with heavy weapon and level-8 knight power after rampaging.
He was so tired that he fainted, yet he didn't even destroy the magic shield of the witch?!
Knight Master, are we dreaming?!