54: Chapter 54 Slaying

Although these attacks were lethal, Kulu did not give up resistance.

The main reason was that Kulu realized that one of the sword attacks was actually aimed at its rear.

Recalling the miserable state of the Tier-2 Murloc from the previous wave, Kulu's expression immediately soured as if it had swallowed something foul.

"They truly are despicable outsiders... so insidious."

It couldn't block them all... Kulu's thoughts raced, and it quickly made a choice.

It would have to prioritize blocking the attacks aimed at its vitals.

On Kulu's thick arms, veins bulged like winding little snakes.

Its muscles were tensed to the limit, attempting to let the skin beneath its heavy armor share some of the damage.

The mace knocked away all attacks aimed at its face, throat, and other vital areas.

Sparks flew as the mace was struck... Kulu's arm was also left somewhat numb from the impact.

"How do these Tier-2 little things have so much strength?" Kulu looked at the several conspicuous notches that had appeared on its mace.

There was no time to be secretly pleased... the chill on its rear grew stronger.

Unable to bring its mace back to defend, Kulu could only twist its body with all its might.

It attempted to dodge the spear thrust at its chest... and the sword at its rear.

Kulu felt that it had reached an unprecedented high point at this moment.

Utilizing its body speed to the limit... it narrowly avoided the spear attack at its chest.

Kulu felt the chill on its rear dissipate significantly, and it let out a secret sigh of relief.

"I am truly a powerful Kobold warrior; can these pathetic attacks really hurt me?"

"What a joke!"

"You think you can one-shot me?"

In the consciousness implanted into Kulu, the heavy armor it wore... had been plundered from a human commander.

It was forged entirely from refined iron... and infused with some precious mithril.

Kulu couldn't help but sneer in its heart: "I bet you can't pierce my armor!"

Although Kulu's mouth was tough, its body was very honest.

It didn't want to end up a clown by trying to show off and getting killed instead.

Kulu would dodge the attacks of these little things whenever it could.

After all, the equipment on these little things looked incredibly exquisite... it was clearly not ordinary gear.

Just as Kulu was feeling proud of itself for dodging the lethal attack, the hard scales on its tail suddenly exploded outward.

Kulu felt all the hair on its body stand on end... followed by a bone-chilling sensation that shot straight to its skull.

The pain made Kulu's body tremble uncontrollably.

"Damn it... I was careless... These attacks have armor-piercing properties."

"How can this heavy armor of mine... be useless against the swords of these little things..."

Enduring the excruciating pain from behind, Kulu's reason was gradually swallowed by rage.

"My masculine dignity has been defiled... Go to hell!"

Kulu violently hoisted the mace in its hand.

Using all its strength... it swung fiercely at the Elves behind it.

The one who had thrust that sword was the Elven Swordsman Elder.

Seeing that the strike had succeeded... he was surprised that the Tier-3 Kobold before him hadn't lost its ability to resist.

"It's really tough."

Elder did not hesitate in the slightest.

He once again took the sword inserted into Kulu's rear... and violently gave it a 360-degree twist.

He then thrust the sword in a few more inches.

After a forceful twist, he decisively pulled the sword out... and retreated quickly with his shield held horizontally in front of him.

With that sudden twist of the sword, Kulu, unable to bear the pain any longer... immediately let out a shrill howl.

The force of the mace that was originally swung back toward Elder was instantly weakened significantly.

Although Elder, who was behind Kulu, retreated very decisively, he was still heavily grazed by the tip of the mace against his shield, creating a teeth-grinding friction sound.

However, Elder, having retreated unscathed, felt only a slight numbness in his palm and immediately became arrogant.

Elder held his sword in his right hand and provocatively tapped his shield a few times at the Kobold, Kulu.

Seeing this highly provocative action, Kulu could no longer care about the pain in its rear, and its reason vanished instantly.

"To hell with defense, to hell with tactics!"

At this moment, Kulu... only wanted to tear the Elf who dared to stab its rear into pieces.

"This is just too bullying..."

As Kulu desperately raised its mace, wanting to charge over... and crush Elder, who was still provoking it,

the other Elves were not just circling around Kulu; they did not give Kulu a chance to attack.

Even while holding shields, these Elves, decked out in high-quality equipment... were more like high-attack, low-defense assassins.

When Kulu was thrown into chaos by Elder's provocation, it was the Elves' greatest opportunity to strike.

Among them, six spears flashing with cold light... had already secretly locked onto Kulu's vitals.

Other sword attacks, also carrying deadly cold light, followed closely behind the spears, stabbing toward Kulu from different directions at extreme speed.

Kulu, already blinded by rage, was clearly more than a beat too slow.

Before it could lower its raised mace... several muffled "thud, thud" sounds came from its body.

Those were the sounds of spears and swords piercing into its body.

A dozen or so Elves... thrust their swords and spears fiercely into Kulu's body.

They instantly skewered Kulu like a kebab, piercing it straight through.

The remaining Elven Archers felt... it wouldn't be right if they didn't contribute.

They aimed a few arrows at Kulu's head, fearing it wouldn't be dead enough.

In just this short amount of time, Kulu had been stabbed into a beehive.

Because its throat had been pierced by an arrow, Kulu couldn't even leave behind any last words.

The heroic Kobold warrior — Kulu, died...

After the Elves pulled out the swords and spears stuck in Kulu's body, Kulu's body swayed, then collapsed heavily to the ground, lifeless.

An Elf poked Kulu's body with a spear.

Seeing it didn't respond... he nodded to the Elven Archers.

The Elven Archers then stepped forward... and pulled out all the arrows stuck in Kulu's body.

Lin Ye watched the battle not far away the entire time.

Although the scene wasn't very pretty... the result was particularly satisfying to him.

To resolve a Tier-3 enemy so quickly without suffering any damage themselves, Thranduil had indeed cultivated the combat proficiency of the Moonlight Elves... very well.

Thinking of this, Lin Ye cast a satisfied look at Thranduil beside him.

"Well done, keep it up..."

Seeing such a look from the Father God, Thranduil was so embarrassed he wanted to dig his toes into the ground.

He really didn't want to take credit for this.

He truly hadn't taught them these tactics...

"What a headache..."

I didn't write anything toxic, I just wrote normally, why is the rating so low?

All sorts of strange negative reviews, sigh...

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