"The gap has opened! Don't stop!"

Enzo's voice was like a war drum, "Change the cross into a hammer! Hold the end of the hammer with your right hand! Support the front of the hammer with your left hand! Follow up with your feet! Unite your waist and horse!"

"Just swing the sledgehammer at me! Don't worry about any skills! Use your strength to smash them! Smash them into the gap! Hit the crossbowmen first, then the warriors! Hit them in the head, one at a time! Don't give them a chance to form a team!"

Enzo is worthy of being a guy who inherited the knowledge of the dwarves. He would not be like Mark and the other two who thought that their chances of winning were weakened just by seeing a large army.

It is true that on the Holy Dragon Continent, the strength of an individual may not necessarily crush a well-organized army.

But just two patrol teams of eight people are not enough to make up for the gap in individual strength.

What's more, even a large and organized legion would be afraid of an unreasonable person with high attribute values ​​like Mark who would directly charge into the legion.

An army without the organization of a team is nothing more than an individual!

Mark's eyes flashed with brilliance!

The huge cross shield instantly turned into a heavy cross hammer in his hand!

He completely abandoned the fancy but inefficient techniques he had taught himself before, and his body instinctively followed Enzo's simplest, crudest and most effective instructions!

Charge forward!

The waist and hips drive the whole body like a taut bowstring that is suddenly released!

Hold the hammer tail tightly with your right hand to provide maximum leverage and explosive power, and hold the middle of the hammer with your left hand to stabilize the direction!

“Whoosh—boom!”

The cross hammer, with a terrifying scream that tore through the air, smashed fiercely into the face of a dwarf crossbowman who had no time to hide behind a giant shield!

The dwarf crossbowman didn't even have time to react. His entire upper body, including his dark red head, exploded like a terracotta warrior run over by a heavy truck under this violent blow that was a combination of pure power and speed!

Bone fragments mixed with the relatively intact helmet sprayed radially backwards!

"Left! Axeman! Smash the joints!" Enzo's orders continued without stopping, as if he had predicted the battlefield.

Mark didn't even need to think, his body instinctively turned while moving at high speed, and the war hammer drew a short and fatal arc, hitting the elbow joint of a dwarf on the left who was trying to sneak attack him with a battle axe with incredible precision!

"Kill him!" Enzo roared.

Mark didn't even retract his hammer. With the momentum of the previous hammer, he shook his wrist and swung the hammer head upwards with a swift blow!

"Puff!" The hammer head hit the skeleton's unprotected jaw hard!

The force penetrated into the bones and the entire skull exploded instantly!

The phosphorescence is extinguished!

"Right! Three of them huddled together! Sweep!"

Enzo's voice was tinged with excitement.

"Woo-bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dull crashing sounds merged into one!

Three dwarf skeletons who were huddled together and trying to reorganize their defense line were thrown out by the huge force and hit the rock wall. Even with the protection of heavy armor, they were still shattered into a pile of broken bones!

The battle rhythm is completely controlled by Mark!

No, he was controlled by Enzo's orders and Mark's own overwhelming attributes!

Every instruction from Enzo was concise and deadly, hitting the vital points directly, making full use of the powerful physical adaptability brought by Mark's terrifying strength and physical attributes.

Bring the destructive power of the cross hammer to its extreme!

The more Mark fought, the more frightened he became, but also the more excited he became!

He previously thought that with the skills and attributes given by the panel, he had done his best to maximize his abilities when dealing with various enemies.

But it was not until this moment, under Enzo's on-site teaching, that he suddenly realized that his previous so-called skills were as ridiculous as a child waving a wooden stick in the face of real battlefield killing skills!

He is a complete frog in the well!

What is combat?

It’s not about releasing panel skills, nor is it about simply stacking attribute values!

It is to perfectly coordinate and precisely transmit every bit of one's strength, every bit of magic power, and every movement.

The art of inflicting destruction on the enemy's most vulnerable point in the simplest and most violent way!

How can a simple exchange of skills be called a technique?

How can you get a critical hit if you don’t attack the enemy’s weaknesses?

If you don't properly mobilize and utilize your six-dimensional attributes, they will just be numbers on the panel.

If the one with the bigger number could win, then there would be no need for us to fight.

When you meet someone, just show off your panel and increase your combat index.

When Mark understood the core of Enzo's command of the battle, the outcome of the battle was actually already determined.

For individual targets, identify the key points and strike accurately.

For team targets, break up the formation, identify the threatening units, and strike accurately.

When the crossbowmen of the two dwarf teams failed to reach the rear of the team and were smashed to pieces on the battlefield by him one by one, the other melee dwarves could no longer pose a threat to him.

Standing on the battlefield, Mark was still fighting according to Enzo's command.

Because those dwarves are wearing heavy armor, it is difficult to cause effective damage without smashing into their faces.

Later, he thought of the scene when he broke through the dwarf shield wall. He drew inferences from it and concentrated his magic power on one point every time he hammered the dwarf puppets, using the point to break the surface and hammering through their armor with several consecutive hammers.

Only about thirty minutes passed.

Inside the mine, the deafening roar of magic colliding and the sound of bones breaking suddenly disappeared.

All that was left was Mark's heavy breathing, and the cross hammer in his hand, which was covered with bone powder and armor fragments and surrounded by holy light.

The ground was in a mess.

The heavy silver armor was twisted and deformed.

Grayish-white bone fragments covered the bumpy ground, mixed with the dust.

The air was filled with a strong metallic smell and the burning smell of undead magic purified by holy light.

Not even a complete part of the two teams of aggressive heavily armored dwarf skeletons was left.

The bone leeches that were parasitic in their bodies were smashed to pieces by Mark before they even had time to break free from their hosts, and together with the dwarves, they were completely turned into the dust of history.

In the cave, Anna held the bow with the arrow already hanging down. Her emerald green eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief.

She looked at Mark's back as he stood among the bone powder and wreckage like a god of war, and then looked at Enzo who was standing next to him with an expression that said "I taught him well", and felt that her worldview had been severely impacted.

Is this... is this still the Captain Mark she knows?

In her impression, Captain Mark seemed to be just a supporting role, and his attacks rarely played a decisive role in daily battles with the enemy.

If you don't count the batch of healing scrolls that Mark recently bought from the black market, even the "Vampire Rose Seeds" would require the help of himself and Sister Monica to implant into the enemy's body.

But now looking at the battle in front of us, this pure crushing power... is too terrifying!

If it were her and sister Monica, it would be impossible for them to crush these tin cans easily.

Monica's figure emerged silently from the shadows, with a slight ripple in her eyes.