Chương 122: The Holy master and the heavy-armored Rengar

"Kill!"

The fifty Holy Dragon City soldiers, who had been impatient for a long time, immediately shouted. They were like arrows that left the bow as they pounced on the kobolds. As if they were chopping melons and vegetables, they cut down the frantically running kobolds.

At the same time, there were also Warriors who kept taking out grenades from their waists, removing the safeties and throwing them at the kobolds in the distance.

Explosions sounded one after another, and countless tattered Kobold corpses were scattered on the ground under the impact of the air currents and shrapnel. In the blink of an eye, dozens of kobolds had lost their lives.