Harlemon lit a branch and threw it at the door of the wooden house. The flame climbed along the wooden house, but it didn''t take long to disappear.


    Harlemon was stunned. Driven by skills, his flame could not disappear easily. It seems that someone is fighting him with skills.


    In order to test his speculation, he took another branch and threw it over. The flame just lit up and disappeared again.


    "It''s a believer of the God of fire." Harlem smiled and tore his hands. He wanted to tear the door of the tavern to see what was going on inside.


    But the wood around the gate only had a few cracks and was not torn.


    "I also applied spells on the wood. This opponent is really difficult to deal with."


    He guessed right. The poet was in the tavern. His control of fire was stronger than that of Harlem, so he solved the previous two burning techniques. This wooden tavern was built by him in two days. Special spells were integrated into the wood to resist Harlem''s tearing technique.


    The purpose of his doing so is to delay time and make Millo ready for battle, but Millo has been sleeping on the barrel and has no desire to fight at all.


    Outside, harlemon no longer wasted his strength. He pulled out the sword of destruction, inserted it into the ground, and poured mana onto the blade. The long blood red sword sent out a peculiar fishy smell, which floated all the way to the tavern and made the poet shiver.


    No, I can''t use my skills.


    With years of combat experience, the poet realized that he had lost his skills, and at this time, a burning branch was thrown in.


    "I see what else you can do." Harlem smiled ferociously and pushed the flame with his skills again. The flame swallowed the whole tavern in an instant, and it won''t take long to burn the tavern to ashes.


    However, before long, the flame disappeared again. This time, unlike before, the flame went out immediately, and this time the flame seemed to be sucked into the tavern by something.


    "Is there such a powerful Vulcan believer?" Harlem frowned.


    Oscar, a third-order believer of the goddess of hunting, said, "did the other party reach the fourth order?"


    Romigan, a third-order believer of the river god, shook his head and said, "it''s impossible. If there are fourth-order believers of the God of fire, why don''t they rush out and fight with us? Even if they go up the mountain to defend or sneak attacks on both sides of the canyon, it''s better to be trapped animals in this wooden house."


    Harlem looked at the cabin and said, "what kind of person do you think will be inside?"


    Romigan smiled: "a bluff man, he is not afraid of fire. I want to see that he is not afraid of water."


    Romigan directly launched the third-order skill. This skill is somewhat special. He can fill a house with water and drown the people in the house. The water level in the house keeps rising, but there will be no drop of water outside the house.


    This skill started very slowly. When the water level in the house just rose to his feet, he suddenly saw a man staggering out with a wine can.


    The man stood at the door of the wooden house and shouted, "who set the fire?"


    Harlem sniffed and whispered, "I''m a Dionysian believer. I don''t seem to be very high."


    Millo pointed to Harlem and said, "is that you?"


    Harlem nodded and said, "it''s me. Come here. Let''s have a good talk."


    While talking, Harlem stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers, trying to kill Millo with the twisting technique. Unexpectedly, Millo picked up the wine can, took a big gulp, and then sprayed it out at Harlem.


    A breath of wine shrouded Harlem, and the wine suddenly turned into a flame. The fire instantly covered Harlem''s army, and more than a dozen soldiers turned into ashes in the flame.


    Harlem was shocked. He pulled out the sword of destruction and tried his best to dissolve Millo''s skills. When the wine gas dissipated slightly, he saw Millo appeared in front of Harlem''s mask. He swung the wine can and hit Harlem''s head. The wine can was smashed. Harlem''s eyes were full of stars, his forehead was bloody, and almost fell to the ground.


    He tried his best to wave a long sword to Millo. Millo parried with a machete. At the same time, a group of teenagers emerged from behind the wooden house, pulled open their long bows and shot at them. Harlemon''s soldiers immediately opened their bows to fight back, and the dense arrows covered the sky and the sun.


    Millo''s body method is extremely flexible. He shuttles leisurely in the arrow rain. Harlemon fights and retreats. He has no time to use his skills, but he finds bursts of wine rushing towards his face.


    He feels a little dizzy, which proves that this is the other party''s skill, but why can the other party use the skill in the attack of the sword of destruction?


    It seems that this skill cannot be dissolved. In fact, it should have been thought that the destruction skill can dissolve the third-order skill at most. This person can completely suppress Harlem and prove that his strength is above the fourth-order demigod.


    With rich combat experience, harlemon gradually stabilized his position and distracted Millo''s attention with words in the battle: "You are a drunk Millo. I haven''t seen you, but I''ve heard your name. Why do the fearless Wanderers live between the barren mountains? I know the contract between you and the Dionysian. I''m willing to help you. I have something belonging to the Dionysian. You must want it very much."


    During the fight, Millo suddenly found the flaw of Harlem, raised his machete and cut down. But before the machete fell, Millo cooled his shoulder and took an arrow.


    The ordinary feather arrow certainly can''t hit Millo. This arrow comes from Oscar. The bone penetrating arrow is the third-order skill of the hunting goddess.


    Before Millo pulled out his arrow, a "huge wave" came to his face and bumped Millo.


    The second-order skill of river god can make huge waves in the air. Millo had just stood firm. A strong man swung his axe and rushed up. Millo hit him in the chest with a knife and cut off a large piece of belt meat, but the man didn''t know the pain. He took a huge axe and only chopped fiercely. Under a series of fierce attacks, he cut Millo''s left arm.


    The third-order believer of the fierce God Biya. This is his third-order skill and fearless body


    A fourth level demigod, three top-level three levels, plus a group of desperate soldiers, Millo fought and retreated and came to the wooden house.


    He repelled the crowd with a piece of wine mist on fire, took out a wine pot from behind, took a hard SIP and threw it aside.


    "Come on!" Millo said with a ferocious smile. "I''m in good spirits. Let''s have fun!"


    As he spoke, Millo suddenly felt a tingling in his shoulder, and Oscar smiled.


    "Poisonous!" Millo pulled out his arrow, threw it aside and turned to the poet in the door. "I may have to sleep."


    Harlemon led people to rush up immediately. The poet touched the mechanism, and a piece of soldiers fell into the pit.


    ……


    On the steep tazira mountain, nurdin, a third-order believer of Ares, is leading soldiers to patrol the mountain road.


    It is Harlem''s usual method to let the followers of the God of war garrison the stronghold. Nurdin is good at fighting and knows tactics. Although the tactics are slightly rough, it is almost safe to hold the taqira mountain with absolute geographical advantages.


    The situation this time is a little special. Last night, more than a dozen soldiers died on the patrol road. Harlem set out and took away a large number of soldiers. This is the weakest moment of the stronghold. Unexpectedly, a "mouse" mixed in the mountain.


    Different from the low-level ares believers, the third-level nurdin had a way to overcome his irritability and recklessness. He personally led the sentry and carefully inspected every defense on the mountain.


    The dense forest at the foot of the mountain, the path at the edge of the cliff and the messy grass on the hillside are the most common places for "mice". Nurdin did not spare any corner, but he never dreamed that there would be a cave on the mountain suddenly, and someone would drill out of the cave.


    The first one to rush out was ziegesse, who covered everyone''s eyes with dust techniques.


    Next came moyla, who killed the guards around nurdin as fast as he could.


    Nurdin was calm. He knew that he met a strong enemy and did not intend to deal with it alone. He was ready to use the third-order technique to improve the combat effectiveness of the soldiers.


    But the lioness suddenly swooped down from the flying dust and disrupted nurdin''s skills with her claws.


    Nuerding was still dealing with the lion girl. Manda and moaila besieged him and poked more than a dozen blood holes in his body. Nuerding lost his life in consternation before counting the number of enemies.


    Two soldiers wanted to escape. The lioness flew close and unscrewed their heads. A second-order believer tried to resist and was killed by Manda and Moira.


    The other soldiers gave up their resistance and knelt on the ground waiting for the fall. Manda grabbed a man''s hair and asked, "where is your barracks?"


    The soldier looked pale and said, "go straight along this mountain road and you''ll see it soon. Please spare my life and I''ll take you myself..."


    Before she finished, Manda cut off his head.


    Zigsey said, "as far as I know, there are four third-order masters under Harlem. I saw three on yunmang mountain and killed one here. There should be no more second-order people in the mountain."


    "Very good," Manda said with a grim smile, waving her golden finger, cutting off the heads of all the soldiers, wiping the blood on her hands. "Go to the barracks and leave none."


    Moira said, "leave some to be slaves. It is said that there are many treasures hidden in the mountain. Someone has to move them back."


    "No," Manda shook her head, clenched her silver teeth and said in her mother tongue, "kill my woman and grandpa kill you!"