My Lady Queen

One of the short and fat humans quickly ran back a few steps, and then with a move with both hands, countless vines covered with thorns suddenly emerged from the mud, wrapped around the orcs like crazy, and continued to bite their mouths and noses. The first few orcs suddenly fell down, grabbed the vines in pain, and pulled them out forcefully, but brought out more pieces of meat and blood.

An extremely tall and strong man slowly pulled out a two-handed epee that was almost as tall as his height from behind, and then let out a low growl, several black and red lines crawled out from his neck in an instant, covered with his face.

He jumped high and made a vertical slash. One of the orcs quickly raised the bone hammer in his hand, wanting to receive the sword, but he didn't want the bone hammer to be cut in two, and the edge of the heavy sword followed him. His forehead has been scratched to his lower abdomen.

He paused for a while, and then like a sack that had been cut open, a large pile of steaming stuff poured out of his stomach.

And the thin young man in the front somehow floated into the air, raised his hands to shoulder height, raised his head and closed his eyes, muttering something, a ball of golden light gradually condensed directly above him.

Among them, what surprised Wishing the most was that there was a penance in a black robe with a heavy iron chain tied to his shoulders. He stood in front of the young man with his bare hands, preventing any orcs from approaching him, but every time he hit a punch, there would be an attack. A small-scale explosion, and a blackened blood hole will appear on the orc's body.

Wishing again, she turned her attention to the woman in red in the crowd of beasts. She seemed to be dancing lightly, but every time she danced, a piece of orc's limb would fly into the air, and a thread of blood slowly appeared between her hands. .

Wishing originally thought that these thirty or so fierce and savage orcs would drown these five people in an instant, but he didn't expect that these five people were like pillars in the flood, not only standing still, but all the orcs who bumped into them , will turn into a wave of red blood.

In the blink of an eye, 6 or 7 orcs had died, but the rest not only had no intention of retreating, but became even more berserk, howling and continuing to charge forward.

An orc who stayed 3 meters below the waist clasped the ground with his hands, his eyes were red, and crawled forward excitedly. Then he hugged the little leather boots of the woman in red, opened his mouth and bit down.

"Ouch!"

The woman in red let out a cry of pain, then shook her hands, the half orc's head and arms were separated from his body immediately, but its eyes were wide open, as if hanging on the woman in red.

"Haha, kill them all, kill them all!" The man among the two-headed orcs laughed wildly and rushed forward, putting his shoulder on the black-robed penance's waist, knocking him staggeringly, and breaking him several times. ribs.

But the black-robed penance seemed to feel no pain, and he punched him on the cheek.

The shrill female voice shouted: "Stoneskin Technique!"

A layer of blue-gray light instantly spread to the whole body of the two-headed orc, but at this time the black-robed penance's fist had already arrived.

But this time, after the "boom" explosion, the two-headed orc was unharmed, but the blue-gray light dimmed a bit.

With his resistance, the other orcs rushed forward, but at this time, the skinny young man had already prepared his spell. A golden spear that was more than three meters long and the thickness of a human waist hovered above him. Pointed obliquely to the ground.

"Judgment spear, wash away the sins of those sinners!"

He raised his hands high, holding the spear in a false grip, and then swung it vigorously, the golden spear shot out with lightning, and plunged into the place where the orcs were most densely populated.

Time seemed to freeze suddenly, and the surrounding light began to shrink inward, but just a split second later, the place where the spear landed seemed to light up a small sun, accompanied by a huge explosion, suddenly emitting a dazzling light.

A few orcs nearby were instantly torn into pieces, and the rest were also overthrown to the ground under the huge shock force. Even those wishing far away could feel a hot wave of air rushing towards them.

When the smoke cleared, only a dozen orcs were left standing.

The two-headed orc looked at the flesh and blood all over the ground, and was furious. He waved his wooden stick and rushed towards the thin young man in the air again, but was blocked by the black-robed penance.

And the sharp female voice kept roaring:

"Bloodlust!"

"Rage technique!"

"Stoneskin!"

All kinds of blessing spells were thrown at every orc around her like they didn't want money.

The orcs charged up again with all kinds of light shining from top to bottom.

The two-headed orc wanted to follow after he had blessed the spell, but the tall orc with the white beard who was holding the little nun in his arms suddenly stuffed the little girl into his arms, and said vaguely: "Boss, Let's go, save the Hui people!"

Then he couldn't help but push him back.

"No, orcs, together, we are powerful!" the male head said loudly.

Not far ahead, the orcs seemed to be trapped in a meat grinder. All kinds of stumps and pieces of meat were splashed everywhere. The blood stained the nearby creek completely red, and the blood flowed out along the stream for a long distance. far away.

"You, stay alive, children, waiting for rescue!"

The white-bearded orc seemed extremely angry. He suppressed the killing intent in his chest and the stimulation of the berserk spell, and pushed the two-headed orc again.

"No, I'm going to kill them all!" the male orc roared, wanting to jump over the whitebearded orc and rush directly into the battle group.

But then, he suddenly reached out and slapped himself across the face, and then the shrill female voice shouted, "Aaron, take the girl, let's go!"

The two-headed orc was stunned for a moment, looked at his other head, then looked at the white-bearded orc in front of him, and then started crying, then turned his head and ran out.

"A bedbug is about to escape over there!" The thin young man in mid-air watched carefully and immediately shouted.

"He can't escape!"

The tall man holding the epee shouted, swung his sword away from several orcs who were entangled with him, turned around and chased after him.

The orc with the white beard roared wildly, and went up to him waving his giant axe.

On the other side, the woman in red with the injured leg was already submerged by a group of orcs. Only her white hand stretched out from the group of orcs, twitching unconsciously, and blood spread from her body.

And because the black-robed penance has been standing still, one arm has been torn off at this time, and a bone spear is embedded in his back, but he is still waving his fist, but the speed has slowed down a lot, and it seems that he can't hold on. How long.

And there are not many orcs left.

Making a wish saw the opportunity, and followed behind the two-headed orc with a cat on his waist. The little nun Rebecca was still in his hands.