Orc Tyrant

When a series of bullets hit the armor on Naz's stomach, his laughter stopped.

Soon, the huge green skin turned his blood-red eyes to the initiators scattered among the ruins, and their fangs rubbed against each other to make a terrible sound.

"Bring them out for me!!!"

Following their warlords, the guards rushed into the burning ruins and used toothed machete to cut through all obstacles they encountered.

The defenders were horrified to find that the weapons in their hands had nothing to do with these heavy behemoths. Some people turned and tried to escape, but they were quickly knocked down by bullets from all directions.

Naz ran over the barricade all the way, reached out and lifted a twisted metal plate next to him to find a soldier hiding underneath.

He held his head shivering like a frightened rabbit, and his rifle was next to him. Naz remembered clearly that the guy shot himself a few times.

"coward!!"

As the warlord roared, he stretched out his giant claws to grab the shrimp, held it high in the air, and slowly closed the claws.

With the terrible screams of blood spilling from the soldier's mouth, his hands clasped the blood-infected claws indiscriminately, but he couldn't stop himself from being slowly cut into several pieces.

"Haha! That's how it should be done!"

When the corpse slipped from the giant claws, Naz's eyes fell on another victim who had just rushed out of the porch of the collapsed building, so the huge orc slammed his shoulder through the wall and chased after him, and the surroundings were suddenly covered. Rebar and gravel.

The soldier hurriedly swung the bayonet toward the bonecrusher's chest, but immediately bounced off the opponent's armor with a scream, the impact almost made the rifle out of his hands.

"Weak chicken!"

Naz grumbled when he looked at the newly added scratches on his breastplate, and then raised his amazingly large bulging gun.

"It's my turn, weak chicken!"

The moment he pulled the trigger, Naz pressed his gun to the opponent's forehead, and the explosive force instantly knocked the soldier's upper body into a distant wall.

When Naz crushed the mutilated corpse with his heavy-armored boots, billowing smoke kept coming out of the armored exhaust vents of the Ork warlord, and he had always liked this practice.

After passing through another wall, Naz patrolled around and found that the scattered boys were looking for more targets, but there seemed to be no more enemies here.

Suddenly, he found a thin figure emerging from the ruins, dragging a huge totem flagpole behind him.

"Hey, booger ball!"

Naz snarled at his **** follower.

The **** flinched, then looked at his master with wide eyes.

"Yes, boss?"

He hurriedly answered.

"What can the little one do for you?"

"Where are the mechanics? They should collect weapons and parts!"

"The little one goes to them right away, boss!"

The booger ball immediately replied, inserted the flagpole in a pile of rubble, and rushed back to the street holding his head.

Naz strode to the top of a **** pile and looked around. These weak chickens did not provide him much fun, but the warlord didn't mind it.

They came here to cut off shrimp's retreat, and the mechanics can use these machines to make some really great equipment, especially the big wheeled cars in the station, which are definitely good things. This is really a big profit!

Thinking of this, Naz couldn't help but smile again.

Boom~!

An explosion shook the ground and also awakened Naz from his dreams. He stared at the location of the explosion with wide eyes. A ball of flame engulfed a group of boys at the entrance of the station gate.

He thought it was just an accident at first, but not long after that there were three explosions in succession, each with electric currents and strong winds.

"This is weird..."

"What's that, boss?"

The question was his guard lieutenant Lu Chi. When he climbed onto the **** pile, the joints on his armor were creaking.

"Look at that."

Naz pointed at the explosion with his giant claws.

"Those fires are wrong, what is attacking us?"

"Are those weak chickens?"

Lu Chi touched his head and said.

"Weak chickens don't have this ability!"

Speaking, Naz gave Lu Chi a heavy blow to the head to punish him for his stupid words.

"Take a few boys over and take a look!"

As if to demonstrate Naz's mistake, a group of humans gushed out from the entrance of the station and threw flames and gusts in all directions.

They were dressed in black and white armor and cloaks, some of them wore military caps and held sword sticks in their hands.

"It's really dried shrimp!"

Lu Chi yelled, but then Naz angrily hit the back of the opponent's head with his big gun again, making a loud noise.

I saw that Ok's eyes immediately tilted in different directions, and the soles of his feet began to stagger.

"Of course I know that it is dried shrimps, you **** it! Go over there and give them two shots, and call the nerve boy over there by the way!"

Naz then gathered the boys around to join the firefight. In some places, the fighting had subsided. The surviving civilians dispersed to the outskirts, with thick smoke from their homes billowing behind them.

"Prevent them from escaping! That's the direction! Take them back!"

Naz shouted commands as he ran.

Suddenly, the Ouke warlord saw a group of red and black obscure things emerging from the gate of the station. Soon the thing hit and decomposed a shrimp, opening a big hole in the opponent's chest.

The dead shrimp passed in front of Naz, and the rest of the guy's body splashed on a rock and twitched.

"Ok?"

When he saw clearly, he discovered that the attacker was also a shrimp, but he was wearing a blood-red robe.

"Quasimodo! You... have taken refuge in the blood worship!"

The wizards were also shocked by the sudden betrayal. When they turned around, they found that their former companions were watching them with indifference.

"I gave you a chance, but you refused to embrace the glory of our Lord."

The fallen wizard laughed.

"Traitor, you will be wanted and hanged!"

"What do you think?"

Suddenly, he raised his right hand and shook it, as if greeting a friend.

waaaaaaaagh! ! ! !

Following a heavy step, Naz rushed to the gate of the station. The wizards turned around and fought hard to resist, but their flames and storms were mercilessly blocked by green lightning—the nerve boy was already in place.

The next was a short and **** killing, until the last person was chopped into countless pieces of slap-sized pieces of meat, Naz calmed down his furious fighting spirit.

"who are you."

Afterwards, Naz grumbled and aimed the gun at the traitor, and asked in unskilled human language.

"My lord, I am here to wait for the boss of Naz, on the order of my lord."

The fallen wizard smiled slightly, bent down and assumed a humble posture, so Naz put away his gun.

"Blood worship... is it called this."

"Exactly."

Naz put away his gun, squinted at the shrimp, and said pretentiously:

"This place belongs to us, it's nothing to do with you, let's get out of here."

"Boss Naz, there is a more glorious victory waiting for you, don't you want it?"

"Say."

The wizard raised his head and glanced at the sky. At this time, the sky was clear, but large dark clouds had already begun to appear.

"The Seventh Army, only a hundred kilometers away from here, they will camp in the wild tonight. It will be a very wonderful night, what do you think? Boss Naz."

After hearing this, Naz smiled knowingly, cruel and cunning.