Paladin of Asgard

The soldiers of the Protoss quickly stood in a circle and surrounded the camp, with their weapons forward, ready to fight.

The mighty Skrinsian army rushed in like a flood, and then seemed to hit a copper wall and an iron wall, collapsing at the touch of a touch.

Facing the mighty Protoss warriors and the invincible Protoss weapons, the Scrims were as fragile as paper. The vanguard was killed by the Protoss soldiers in a blink of an eye, and the corpses fell down like harvested crops.

The Protoss soldiers were unscathed, and they all stood firmly in place, motionless.

The strength of the Protoss can be seen.

However, despite this, there was no slack on the faces of the soldiers, and they were still waiting for the battle, as if they were facing a big enemy, and some even showed a little nervousness.

When locusts cross the border, no one will be complacent because they can easily crush a locust.The Scrims are like locusts. They can become a serious problem for the Warner Protoss, not relying on individual combat effectiveness, but overwhelming numbers.

The first Bossicians were killed in a blink of an eye, and the second Bossicians rushed forward, shouting even more crazily.

Unsurprisingly, the second Persian Krinthians were also easily beheaded by the Protoss soldiers and harvested quickly.

However, the third wave, the fourth wave, the fifth wave and even more enemies rushed up continuously.

A circle of corpses taller than a person soon piled up around the campsite, blood flowing everywhere.

The blood of the Scrims was dark green and had a strong stench, so the camp was soon filled with a disgusting atmosphere.

It smells... like a huge bloom of heather in a slaughterhouse.

Even though Luo Wei was in his own room, he couldn't help frowning slightly when he smelled the smell from a distance.One can imagine what it must have been like for soldiers surrounded by Skrinsian corpses.

In this environment, after many times of killing the enemy, the state of the Protoss soldiers began to decline. Although no one was injured, the atmosphere was obviously much tenser.

Just at this moment, another group of Scrims rushed up.

Different from the previous cannon fodder troops, this group of Scrims wore armor to some extent, and the weapons in their hands were obviously much better, at least they were all made of metal.

They scrambled up the hill of their comrades' corpses, then jumped down and charged the protoss soldiers.

This kind of jump made some of them directly cross the line of defense of the Protoss soldiers. Although they were killed by the soldiers who turned around in a blink of an eye, if they looked down from a high place, the defense line composed of the Protoss soldiers had already begun to be penetrated by green.

More and more Scrims crossed the line, and from time to time a few who were not killed in time rushed into the camp.

The soldiers inside the camp started to attack and kill these escaped fish.

The fighting continued, and Protoss soldiers began to be injured.

The weapons of most Scrims are very fragile, not to mention penetrating the armor of the Protoss, even the skin of the Protoss soldiers may not be able to pierce.

But there are also some sharp weapons that can hurt the Protoss soldiers, and most of these weapons are coated with poison enough to affect the Protoss.

Looking at the battle scene outside the window, Luo Wei couldn't help getting nervous.

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door.

Luo Wei got up and opened the door, and saw Sigurd, and of course other healers.

Sigurd held a dagger in his hand and said: "The Skrins attack is on a large scale. Some enemies have already entered the camp. Lord Scala asked us to prepare."

A person next to him said, "Hold your dagger."

Luo Wei took the warhammer and shook it in his hand: "No, I have this."

The silver light of Virigan's fist shone on the faces of several healers, causing them to look at each other in blank dismay.

One of them whispered: "Has the healer changed to a warhammer now? I want to fix one too..."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go down."

A group of doctors went downstairs one after another.

Luo Wei asked casually, "Where are we going?"

Sigurd: "Of course it is to Commander Lord Heimdall, the healer is protected."

"Heimdall?" Rowe was taken aback.

Sigurd smiled and said, "You have been in the camp for a few days, you don't even know the commander's name, do you?"

Luo Wei didn't say a word, he really didn't know until now.

Unexpectedly, the commander of the third camp turned out to be Heimdall, the gatekeeper of Asgard in the age of Thor.

Soon, the doctors came to the open space in the center of the camp. Commander Heimdall, medical officer Scala and others were all here, surrounded by a circle of soldiers.

Rowe secretly looked at Heimdall.

Heimdall was dark-skinned and tall and burly. Thor was not yet born at this time, so he was naturally very young, and he seemed to be only a few hundred years old.

He was wearing heavy armor, and he was holding an oversized battle ax leaning on the ground instead of the guardian sword that came standard with the gatekeepers later.

The most similar to the image of later generations is probably the horned helmet on Heimdall's head.This is actually the tradition of Asgard. The helmets of the warriors have horns, and most of them have exaggerated shapes, long, thick and pointed, the kind that can stab dead people.

As if sensing Rowe's secret observation, Heimdall turned his head and glanced at him. Although he didn't express anything, Rowe couldn't help but get excited.

He just remembered that Heimdall has all-seeing eyes.

As long as there are no special powers such as hidden magic and reality gems blocking Heimdall, even if he stays in place, he can look wherever he wants, ignoring the space distance, and there are no blind spots in all directions.

This kind of person should not be liked by girls... Luo Wei thought to himself.

"Soldiers, get ready to fight." Heimdall picked up the battle ax and said slowly.

At this moment, a hole was breached in the outer defense line, and a group of well-equipped Scrims rushed over roaring.

Heimdall stood at the front of the crowd, and Luo Wei was about to see his skills, but it was medical officer Scala who made the first move.

Scala's beard trembled, and then he rubbed his hands together.

"Crack!"

The electric arc suddenly appeared, and a long thunderbolt gushed out from his hand, rushed to the Sklins in an instant, and exploded immediately.

"boom!"

Before the Scrims could even scream, they were swept away by the thunder and turned into charred corpses.

Luo Wei was taken aback, but he didn't expect Scala, a medical officer who seemed gentle and gentle, to have such amazing fighting power.

The first opening was opened, followed by the second and third.

Facing a steady stream of Scrims who could not be killed cleanly, the soldiers on the outer line of defense became more and more stretched.

More and more Sklins took the opportunity to rush into the camp and fought with the soldiers guarding inside. The green corpses and blood of the Sklins quickly spread out.