"Okay... okay!" Anna responded hurriedly, and hurriedly prepared the healing spell. Those who stared straight at him were not only the dog-headed men, but also the young priestess. She knew that Gavin's close combat skills were very strong, but she didn't expect that he was so strong. Gavin in the battle was like dancing - dancing on the blade. The giant wooden stick in the ogre's hand seemed thicker and longer than his body. Once it was hit, he would definitely be beaten into a pulp, and his healing spell would have no chance to support him. But every time when the giant wooden stick was about to hit him, Gavin would often take a step to the right, jump to the left, or even roll on the spot, and easily dodge it. He could accurately predict the opponent's attack point every time. Anna remembered that Mr. Gavin had taught her this move. He said that when watching the enemy's attack, you should not simply stare at his weapon, but look at his waist, his shoulder, and his elbow. Where these three go, the weapon in his hand will definitely go there - but it is extraordinary, and there will be no accidents without magic intervention. It sounds simple, but looking at the giant wooden stick that is thicker than her waist, Anna thinks that she can't make a calm judgment under the threat of that thing. In her opinion, the wisest choice is to run as far as possible at the fastest speed. Crack!
Owl! The ogre screamed even more miserably. Anna's healing magic, falling on him, has a strange side effect. The tendons of both feet were healed, but the right leg bone was broken under the action of an invisible force, and the lower half was turned outward. "It's okay, you see it's better now." Gavin jumped to the side of the broken leg swiftly, kicked the turned-out bone part with force, and found that it was not completely aligned, so he turned around and kicked it with his tail, and it was aligned directly. The whole process was neat and tidy, as if it had been specially practiced countless times. The magic of the healing spell was still in effect, reconnecting the broken leg bone of the ogre. "Ah... I'm going to kill you... Roar... I'm going to kill all of you... Roar..." Roar jumped up from the ground, hammering the ground with his giant wooden stick, and hammering his chest with his other hand. He felt like he was about to burn. Pain and humiliation, mixed together, constantly hit his brain. It's not that he hasn't failed before, but he has never been as embarrassed as he is now, and he has never been defeated by a dog-headed man. If it spreads out, not to mention whether his own people will laugh at him to death, he doesn't need to stay nearby, and there will be no goblins or dog-headed men afraid of him. This time, Roar no longer focused on the dog-headed man hammer at his feet, but aimed his eyes at other dog-headed men. "Where do you want to go? Your opponent is here." Gavin turned around and hit the ogre's broken leg with his tail again. No matter how magical the healing magic is, it cannot make it intact in a short time. In addition, the ogre's body is heavy, and this attack has become a catalyst, causing it to snap and break again. The roar that was about to charge, with a plop, sat back on the ground. The dog-headed people who were about to scatter when they saw that the situation was not right, immediately stopped their steps and laughed loudly, making the ogre's face twitch. This time, before Gavin could make a move, the ogre threw away the giant wooden stick in his hand, and used both hands to straighten his leg bones. This time he did not stand up, but sat on the ground, picked up the giant wooden stick, and swung it wildly. Aren't you going to attack his legs?
Let's see how you attack this time? "Idiot!" Gavin cursed with a smile, and rolled over, turning directly behind the ogre, and poked him from behind, some of which went directly to his thick neck. This place has become a dead corner for the ogre, and there is no way to defend it. After a series of pains, he hurriedly stood up again. He knew very well that the consequences of having the blood vessels in the neck cut open or the tendons of the legs cut off would be more serious. This was a devastation. Absolute devastation. At the end of the fight, even people like Anna, who were simple-minded and kind-hearted, felt a little sympathetic to the ogre. He couldn't beat him. He couldn't escape. He couldn't die even if he wanted to. There was a priest next to him who would give him treatment from time to time. Treatment with strange side effects. Before long, the ogre's legs became lame, his face was covered with blisters, and his messy hair fell out. Finally, he squatted on the ground, holding his head, and said in a muffled voice: "I surrender, I surrender... Stop fighting... I surrender..." "It turns out that you are not stupid enough!" Gavin put away his weapons, stretched his body, and took the initiative to cancel the transformation. "You are so powerful, we are willing to follow you to death!" Goss was the first to jump in front of Gavin. "The same words, I remember you said them a few days ago." Gavin looked down at the cunning dog-headed man with a half-smile. "I was forced to do it a few days ago, but now I am sincere." Goss patted his skinny chest and promised, "If there is any lie, my soul will not be reborn after I die." "I don't look at the oath, I only look at your performance in the future. As long as you work hard, I will not treat you unfairly." Gavin waved his hand and said, "I will leave this big guy to you. He has squeezed you for so long, and his family should have some survival. Find out, and we will move his house. Also, send a few people to the river to help him clean up. I don't know how long he hasn't taken a bath, and the smell on his body is too strong." "Okay!" Goss heard the mission, his eyes lit up with excitement, and he ran towards the ogre quickly. Perhaps because he had something to rely on, his steps were different. He walked in a typical eight-character step, with his head held high, adding a bit of arrogance out of thin air, much like the fox following the tiger. He was a little worried that the ogre would suddenly jump up, and conveyed Gavin's order from more than ten meters away. When he heard that he was asked to take a bath and explained where his cave was, the corners of the ogre's mouth twitched. This was digging deep, and he instinctively wanted to get his giant wooden stick, but he looked at Gavin not far away, and then at the human priest next to him. The ogre shuddered, got up honestly, and walked towards the stream. In the eyes of Hou, the latter was much more terrifying than the former. She was not a priest at all, but a demon. If he allowed her to treat him, he was afraid that he would not be himself. "Go, two people, help him wash." Gavin was not satisfied with the intensity of the ogre's bathing. The water was not enough to wet his feet. "You two, go, help him wash." Goss named two relatively strong kobolds. The two kobolds looked at each other, pushing and shoving, obviously not wanting to take this task.
The ogre's temper was notoriously unstable. They were afraid that they would be crushed to death by the other party if they were not careful. They thought that they did not have the flexible dodging ability that Gavin had before. "You go, don't worry, I'm watching from behind, I guarantee that your life will not be in danger." Gavin threw the horse brush to Goss. Bathing was fake, but it was true to further grind the ogre's spirit. "This... okay!" Goss gritted his teeth, bit the bullet, and walked up tremblingly. This was the perfect opportunity to prove his loyalty. Once. The ogre squatted in the water honestly without any reaction. Two times. Three times. Seeing that the ogre was extremely honest and had also succumbed to Gavin's tyranny, God suddenly became energized and wielded a horse brush like a sword, moving back and forth freely.