Orc Tyrant

There was no crying, no groaning, dazzling bright purple spots burst out from where the dagger was pierced, and amidst a trembling of praise, the human bodies began to dissociate, as if an invisible hand took them apart. Reorganized again.

A red mist with profane power rose up, covering up the painful and distorted body. Naz was very suspicious and unhappy. The boys gathered towards him one after another. They were still in large numbers, occupying a mile of river bank. It was full, and the water behind him was gradually easing, but it could still isolate most of the boys from their boss.

The gunfire sounded again, and the humans with black guns went and returned, and the beasts who collapsed and retreated came back with them. There were more humans in blood-red robes in their team, and thick chains used in the Secret Code. Hanging from their waists, they hid their faces deep in their hoods, holding long sticks and swords, purple arcs and flames surrounding him, carrying unbound wild power.

Suddenly, inhuman howls rang out one after another. Under Naz's vigilant gaze, some terrifying monsters broke through the red mist and appeared in front of him.

This is a group of big guys with muscles comparable to Oak. The bluish-gray skin is explosively swollen flesh and blood, and the meridians visible to the naked eye are wrapped around them like fishnets. The original position of the head has been abnormally curved and clumped. Occupied by the tentacles and random arrangement of facial features, the ends of the arms thick as thighs are sharp claws.

The most conspicuous thing is the position of their chests. It is a big mouth like an eel. Layers of sharp teeth continue to roll out with the squirming of the muscles. A scarlet tongue sticks out of the huge mouth and is constantly in the air. Shaking it, brought out pieces of disgusting mucus.

The look of these guys reminded Naz of the guy who had turned Guk before, all of which had the same disgusting deformity, and liked to have his mouth on his chest.

The monsters were so powerful that they rushed all the way to the Oukes, and the noise-like howling sounded from the opening in the chest, shaking all Ouke's eardrums.

"kill!!!"

There is nothing to hesitate, Naz waved his battle axe and led the many boys to greet him. He was even a little excited that he could finally add something new to his trophies!

The Ouke warlord roared, swung his battle axe, and drew a crescent-shaped flash of light. A monster had his legs cut off before reaching out his paws, and his broken body fell to the ground tremblingly. A solid iron shoe crushed its sternum and disgusting mouth.

But the head of the other Ouke flew up from his neck the moment the claws were cut, his machete had penetrated into the opponent's shoulder, but he couldn't stop it.

When a kid is killed, they will stick their tongues into the wound, **** Ouke’s blood forcefully, and recover their wounds, but it seems that Ouke’s blood does not suit their appetite. Many monsters drink it. Instead, he began to vomit violently.

This is a group of opponents with tenacious vitality and terrifying power. They rushed into the dense formation of Ouke and caused huge damage. Every second, piles of boys fall down, and to kill them, they almost have to be given to them. Thoroughly chopped, but this is not enough to change the balance of war, because their number is not more than a thousand.

More trouble ensues. Just as Naz drew the axe from a monster, a ball of blue fire suddenly passed by him, hitting a guard, and in the blink of an eye, it and its armor It turned into a pile of ashes that braved eyes, and even its scream just rang in Naz's ear.

The human wizards have started, they are not as cautious as other wizards, they use Hanan's power uncontrollably, and what they bring is even greater destructive power.

The nerve boys are also fighting back, but they are too few in number to even form a waaagh position that shields the battlefield. Green lightning and purple lightning rubbed in mid-air, and the burst of energy overturned the kid below, when a whirlwind shattered a few. When a lycanthrope, more than a dozen kids would be buried in the sea of ​​fire.

Things are developing in a somewhat unfavorable direction, but Naz will not admit defeat, and the number is still on his side.

The gun body is rumbled, and the forces of the two sides are entangled. The Ouke army across the river yells anxiously, but there is no way. There are not many Ouke who learn to swim at present, but a large group of hops and jumps. Came to support Naz's front.

Parker was riding on a black war horse, looking at the battlefield in the distance with a binoculars. Next to him, a withered old man was sitting on a huge black chair, underneath were four slaves with iron masks.

This old man with a dead wood face was wearing a gorgeous red robe, his chest was marked with the same square, five gold threads wrapped around his shoulders, and a brass scepter with three faces floating on his left hand.

He closed his eyes slightly, flicking a string of bone rosary with both hands, chanting words in his mouth.

"The last weight can be pressed on."

Parker put down the binoculars with a contemptuous smile on his mouth. Hearing his words, the old man opened his eyes. He had a pair of rare pupils.

"If Parker is determined to have a good talk with their leader, you must never kill that leader."

He had a calm tone and looked straight into the distance.

"Ok... it's weird."

"Yes, in such a desperate situation, there are still so many casualties. To be honest, if they didn't take the initiative to come, I would really not want to fight this battle."

"Desperate situation? I don't think they will regard this as a desperate situation, don't you see that, even in the face of a castaway, they have no fear at all, as if they have no such concept at all, such a soul..."

The old man took a deep breath and shook his head.

"...Not what my lord wants."

"But they will be great tools. After this victory, I will surely replace the sad Hannibal and bring the Order to the real road!"

Facing Parker's ambitious declaration, the old man nodded noncommittal, and then closed his eyes again.

"come!"

With a violent blow, the stinky guy in front of him was cut through the middle. The **** Naz let out a wild roar, which caused the kid across the river to applaud. The dead bodies around him formed a circle. There were monsters and stinky guys. Yes, there are human beings. In the face of this huge Ouke warlord, there is still nothing that can be matched.

until…

咚咚~!

The sound of heavy horseshoes sounded, Naz raised his eyes and saw a group of knights in black and black armor rushing out of the dense forest. Behind them were many shrimps holding humble weapons.

The knights cut all the way into Ok's array, slammed with pistols and long swords. They were adept at riding, and divided into several teams to separate the Oks. One of the leading bald shrimps came straight to Naz.

The flame-like light was burning in his eyes, the black horse under his hips stepped out of the flames, and the long sword full of inscriptions in his hand pointed directly at Naz.

"Come on! Stinky shrimp!"

With a roar, Naz raised his battle axe and rushed up, but the man and the horse suddenly disappeared just as they were about to hit the opponent.

"Ok!?"

He looked around suspiciously, but the sound of horseshoes rang out from his body again.

Naz turned his head back without thinking, a burst of sparks burst out of the long sword and battle axe in the roar, and Parker looked at the huge Ouke in an unbelievable way. He didn't expect the opponent's instincts to be so strong.

He turned his horse's head, and was not ready to confront the opponent head-on.

Naz rushed over with a roar, but his battle axe failed again, and the opponent disappeared like that.

Then the hooves rang again, and this time he was so close to Naz that he could no longer dodge.

The cold tip of the sword slashed across his head, bringing up a puff of blood, and his left eye instantly became pitch black.

"Damn!!"

The severe pain caused Naz to let out the highest roar, his left ear and left eye were cut open in one blow, and Parker, who succeeded, drove away without looking back.

On the battlefield, Ouke has been defeated, most of them have been killed. The only kids left are surrounded by the wounded boss, but the humans and stinks suddenly retreated into the dense forest, leaving only dozens of remnants still fighting. Monster.

Naz still wanted to chase him, but the boys desperately held him, and in the end he could only watch the dried shrimp disappearing from his field of vision.