"Zi..."

    As the arrows and crossbows were penetrated into the devil''s body, Olga clearly heard the sound of flesh and blood being corroded.

    Their limbs and even their internal organs, under the divine power attached to the weapon, like encountering a nemesis, once pierced the skin, they will cause massive ulceration and become a lump of mud.

    He held out his hand to catch a crossbow shot at him. Olga''s fingers crushed its arrow with a slight force, revealing the white powder object contained in it.

    "Zi..."

    At the moment of contact with Olga, the pile of powder automatically released bursts of holy power, constantly attacking Olga''s power and trying to break through his defense.

    He ignored this, but observed it with great interest.

    Look at its operation carefully.

    The structure of this material is a bit like the so-called "holy ashes" in the last world. The manufacturing principle should be that the bones of devout believers are stimulated with potential power after special treatment, but the concentration is far from that high.

    According to Olga''s estimation, the dead should be far from reaching the standard of saints, that is, the level of devout believers at most.

    The main reason why the effect looks strong is that the rune on the arrow expands its effect, so as to achieve a point of force and a very good result.

    From this point of view, it reveals the details of a high-level world.

    Compared with the lower world with precious materials and can only be used violently, they already have a lot of relevant knowledge and can cross the most basic stage, so as to easily give better results to things.

    After some thinking, the magic on Olga''s hand instantly worked and directly corroded the layer of material.

    He concluded to himself, "you really don''t respect me at all when you beat people with ashes..."

    Once the two opposite forces meet, the powerful one occupies the absolute advantage.

    Under this premise, for Olga, the destructive power of these arrows is not much stronger than that of ordinary crossbows.

    The divine power above will be destroyed at the moment of contact with him, and these crossbows and arrows can''t pierce his exoskeleton simply by physical damage.

    It can be said that if it was just such an attack, even standing and letting them fight, Olga could not be injured.

    The purity of the two forces is not at the same level.

    As for such magic objects that can ignore arrows and crossbows, Olga can see hundreds of them at a glance in this battlefield.

    Most of them, although their blood is not as pure as Olga and their magic purity is not as pure as him, this attack still tickles them.

    Compared with those huge and abused low-level demons, although these high-level demons are rare, they are the biggest enemy of this line of defense.

    In frontal combat, ordinary soldiers can''t fight with them at all. They can only be invincible,

    It can be said that as long as any one rushes up the wall, they can bring heavy casualties for each other!

    This is unacceptable for the other side whose reproduction power is far less than that of the devil. If they really want to do that, three or two devil tides will kill their bottom soldiers.

    Therefore, there are bound to be indigenous strongmen to stop these dangerous demons.

    And the situation was exactly what he thought. When he approached the city wall at a certain distance, a faint air flow suddenly appeared near the back of his head.

    Olga instinctively sensed a threat.

    He immediately tilted his head slightly.

    Then he saw a one meter long machete silently across his head.

    If his reaction is a little slow and takes a beat, this knife will directly cut into his tianlinggai from the middle of his top two corners.

    Looking at the owner of the knife, Olga saw a creature with a strong figure and close to human appearance, but still retained the characteristics of some primitive beasts.

    ''orcs.''

    According to the information obtained before, he recognized the other party''s race.

    According to his intelligence, the various talents of this race are basically consistent with human beings. They are very similar in intelligence, life span, reproduction rate and physical quality, but they are relatively grumpy and have few magic talents. Instead, they are called shaman talents.

    Glancing at the various luxurious patterns painted on each other''s body, Olga understood the meaning.

    [brave warrior], [swift body], [poison retreat], [damage reduction]

    There are more than 100 of them.

    As far as he knows, this kind of thing is not a decorative pattern, but a war totem painted by the orc shaman using a large number of magical materials.

    It has mysterious power in the memory of aborigines, which only the strong can bear.

    The stronger the strength, the more totems you can bear.

    Therefore, to a certain extent, the totem on the other party is equivalent to strength appraisal.

    He twisted his head and looked at the other party who was taller than his current compressed figure. Olga didn''t have any anger about being attacked, but asked with great interest: "from the number of totems on you, according to the actual strength of your world, should you be legendary?"

    After being dodged, he quickly stood firm and prepared to deal with his counterattack. In the face of Olga''s inquiry, a trace of doubt flashed on his face. Obviously, he didn''t understand the meaning of the other party''s asking this question.

    After some hesitation, he finally didn''t answer Olga''s question and chose to cut off the other party again with his weapon in his hand.

    He moved slightly to the left and dodged the attack again. The expression on Olga''s face still didn''t have any anger. Instead, he took the opportunity to carefully look at the runes carved on the machete and said:

    "Exorcism rune, it should be difficult to be cut by it. It''s really targeted equipment."

    In the face of his evaluation, the orc man just looked cold and cut down several knives in a row!

    Under the power of totem, these knives seemed to be cut out at the same time, crossed a perfect arc in the air, sealed all the retreat of Olga at the same time, and cut straight towards his neck.

    The orc man''s heart is full of self-confidence for his inevitable strike, which is the profound meaning he has mastered after decades of training.

    Since I learned it, no one has been able to avoid it except being resisted several times.

    The next moment, he couldn''t help staring at his eyes, and his look couldn''t help showing that he couldn''t believe it.

    He didn''t know whether he was free or not.

    Because Olga''s response was more than he expected.

    The other party actually took off his head, just to avoid opening his blade.

    Ignoring the other party''s expression when he saw the ghost, Olga''s right hand held his head and bumped it like a basketball. After bumping, the lifted head said, "now this perspective is a little strange and not used to it."

    So he put his head back in no hurry.