Orc Tyrant

"Boss, is this the right way?"

In the dark passage, a group of tall shadows are moving, they have not concealed their consciousness at all, and their heavy footsteps are like echoes of messy drums.

"It's been a while."

"To shut up!"

The figure in the lead yelled abruptly, then raised his right arm and punched someone next to him.

"I must remember!"

"Oh! Boss, you made a mistake, he is on your left!"

Guruji was taking his most elite kid to the lower deck connecting the upper layer of the ship island. At present, they showed no signs of encountering any enemies.

Soon, he stopped their advance at an intersection. Not long ago, the nerve boy Miguel had just received a spiritual message from the Wild, saying that another group had joined the carnival.

Guruji didn't care much about this, let alone any worries. The ship must be taken down, and the sooner the better.

He recalled the internal structure of the Wild for a while, then chose the road on the right, and began to move up the winding, narrow and creaking stairs, where the structure was where he found another group of boys.

Due to the narrow terrain characteristics inside the ship, Guruj dismantled his assault team. Except for a part of the engine room, the rest was scattered in various passages. On the one hand, it was to clear the enemy below. On the other hand, it is to make more breakthroughs to prevent the shrimp from being blocked in a certain place.

However, the boy in front of him seemed a little shocked.

"Old, boss!"

Seeing Guruji, the leader of the team immediately nodded respectfully to his boss.

He was standing behind a filled, rusty dustbin used as a bunker, while his boys were scattered on each side of the intersection, crouching behind the board box and switch equipment, there were only a dozen.

The air was cold and heavy, as if an underground passage was holding its breath.

"What's wrong with you?"

Perceiving the shrinking in the other party's words, Guruji walked to the boss with a grin, and patted his shoulder with his right hand.

"Having trouble?"

"Yes, yes, boss, the shadow is playing tricks with us, I wonder if there is anything nearby."

Guruji knew that this guy was never a timid thing, and that making him so nervous was enough to prove that he was close to their enemy.

"Is there anything?"

He turned to look at Miguel who was shrinking in his shadow, and the small nervous boy shook his head.

"nothing now."

"It must be!"

The leader roared, as if he didn't care about any concealment, more than 30 boys led by Guruji gathered around, checking the movement in the dark.

Hearing this roar, their hands holding their weapons became tighter subconsciously than before.

"It is estimated that Xiami is playing tricks to scare us"

Guruj speculates:

"And I don't want to make them bored, go, and come with me."

But as soon as he took a step, he stopped immediately.

The line straight into the darkness stretched out from him, the overhead light had already been extinguished, and many sundries under his feet were scattered in the darkness.

A stream of air from somewhere in the distance stirred the torn paper nailed to the wall with slogans written on it. Guruji's eyes searched for the shadow, but he couldn't see through the dark curtain that rolled like thick ink.

That guy was right, something was definitely disrupting their vision, and sometimes the inability to see predators was proof of their existence.

"Boss—"

As soon as the boss spoke, Guruji interrupted him.

"You follow behind, unless I'm alone and they won't attack, you just don't do anything."

He stretched his legs and walked along the bulkhead, alone.

As he moved, not only did he feel the shadow change and movement, even the darkness approached and surrounded him like a terrifying and hungry low-temperature dream.

"Boss, if you go too far, I will lose your track."

Then, the slight whisper of the nervous boy floated into his ears.

"I seem to see something..."

Guruj didn't answer, his organs had already started pumping exciting hormones into his superman's body, and his heartbeat had gradually accelerated, which was a sign before the battle.

He tasted the smell of copper in his saliva, and blood began to burn in his muscles, and the shark-toothed saber in his hand suddenly felt lighter, and the sharp blade that could tear the beast was easily gripped in a pair of metal gloves.

Click~!

Suddenly, something stepped on the iron scraps in the passage behind him, the sound was slight, and the timing was perfectly grasped to fit Guruji's next step.

Ordinary humans will ignore it, but Guruji is far from ordinary humans.

"bring it on!"

With a roar, he turned and slashed. The sharp shark teeth roared to life. Its fine gold teeth turned with the sudden anger. When Guruj turned his heels, it shattered the cold air, and then with a pair of The sharp edge of the huge claw blade rubbed a cluster of sparks.

The shadow trailing behind Guruj bounced back due to the impact, and even its armor could not absorb the power of Ouke's attack.

In the next second, Guruji made a cantilever slash.

That shadow, his weapons were also activated, and backhand blocked, instantly the two weapons shook apart from each other, and more sparks splashed.

Then there was a scream.

It was a noise that was enough to freeze the soul, reverberating repeatedly in the narrow passage, turning into a tortured echo.

Suddenly, Guruji felt as if there were many sharp knives scratching his eardrums. The pain penetrated the skull and went straight into the nerves, making him have the urge to drop his weapon and hug his head and scream.

For a while, his steps began to float and sway.

Seeing this scene, more shadows attacked.

They used to lurch around the edge of the passage, avoiding along the walls and the top space, and now they ignite their anger and use the loudspeaker grille on the helmet to make a long-storage scream.

The shadows attacked Guruji from every angle, the claws circling the arc cut through the darkness, and the large-caliber pistol roared at close range.

Within seconds of despair, Guruji was left alone and helpless.

The flickering electric light brings the battle into hell, with black and white scenes that flicker and flicker, just like a still image playing.

Just one spin to pick up a stab, the next second, a pair of hot claws hit the handle of the saber, and then another blow digs into the right shoulder of the Ouke boss.

Before he could breathe, the third claw blade ripped his skin and flesh straight into his bones from behind, and at the same time a bullet almost successfully penetrated his throat guard.

"Boss! I'm here! Waaaaagh!!!"

The boss who followed found an abnormality and immediately roared and came to him.

If he did not come, Guruj might quickly end his maritime career and become the first Ouke leader to die on an enemy warship.

The fish-mouth-shaped battle axe hit the first shadow to attack Guruj from the back and bottom.

At this time, Oak's most primitive barbaric force exploded its power. The uncut primitive weapon cut open the integrated battle armor, cut off the spine and immediately let the black soldier fall.

Guruji, who was given a respite, also began his revenge action.

When deflecting a pair of electric claws, his shark teeth pierced sharply, and then a limb rolled on the rails, spewing black blood.

When the four claws slashed at his helmet, Guruji managed to avoid them in time, and he blindly slashed the weapon into the shadow around him.

His senses are on a sharp edge, the desire to kill and the pure fighting anger that rushes in his blood are activated, and the power of waaagh is calling him.

But he repelled the desire not to choose to wield weapons, maintained a defensive posture and blocked with scarred armbands, he still has more important tasks to complete, and it is not time to die with these things for the time being.