Orc Tyrant

"Sorry."

When he swayed back, Koresh hooked the inner defender's right arm with his left hand, and suddenly broke his wrist, causing the fighting dagger to fall from his hand to the ground, and the blade was only an inch away from a sensor beam attached to the ground.

But the inner defender has not given up yet.

Koresh was forced to get close to his opponent, so the inner defender gave him a head hammer.

"Yeah! You little bastard!"

Koresh staggered back, the helmet hit the center of his face, and the pain covered his entire face.

He shook, barely avoiding a beam of light at the top.

The inner defender hurriedly drew the pistol, his right wrist has been twisted, forcing him to switch to his left hand.

But when the pistol just got out of the holster, Koresh used a rounding kick to make it fly into the night.

This must end quickly before any alarms are triggered.

The surrounding traps are so dense, they are like fighting in a spider web, and any wrong move will make the spider pounce.

puff!

The fist of the inner defender wearing iron gloves flew over, and Koresh flashed to the left and hit the opponent's rib with a punch.

The pain spread rapidly between the knuckles.

Although his hands have undergone a lot of training and strengthening, they have also become **** in striking the armor again and again.

Koresh tried to get around behind his opponent, but the inner defender twisted him and strangled his neck.

This should have declared the end of the battle, but this inner defender only has one intact hand to use.

"Don't force me!"

Koresh growled, tightening his neck muscles to counter the inner guard's efforts to choke him.

Training and experience taught him that there is only one simple way to get rid of this kind of grapple, which is to throw the opponent out with a shoulder throw.

But his goggles showed a horizontal beam in front of him.

If he throws the inner defender away, the opponent's body will fall on that beam.

So he dashed backwards.

Click!

The back of the inner defender slammed into a marble pillar.

The impact caused the inner defender's head to sway forward and involuntarily hit Koresh's head.

The spy of the Wendigo Church frowned in pain, but in any case it made the other party loose his neck.

So he quickly turned around and pierced his finger in a dazed manner.

Between the electric light and flint, the palms of the original human beings opened like the sharp claws of a bird of prey, and the black sharp claws gleamed with cold light in the night.

"Well!"

Koresh's index and middle fingers penetrated the goggles on the left side of the inner defender's helmet, smashing the eyeballs behind them.

The abandoned throat of the inner guard suddenly made a vague sound, leaned back against the side wall, and slipped to the ground.

Koresh also lowered his body and stopped panting. If the movement just now triggered any alarm, he was ready to rush with his legs.

But the alarm did not sound.

Koresh chose to straighten up.

The inner defender fell to the ground, gelatinous substance dripping in his broken eye sockets, and began to crawl on the ground.

Koresh realized that the man was about to drag himself towards a beam of light on the ground, and his armoured hand leaned forward vigorously.

He immediately threw himself down on the opponent, held down the inner defender, and tried to pull him back.

But this inner defender is terribly strong.

He dragged Koresh on the ground together, struggling to get close to the cordon.

Considering the pain he is going through now, even Koresh has to respect him, but the position is the position, and the enemy is the enemy...

Twisting his waist forcefully, Koresh clamped the opponent's arm tightly with his arm so that he could no longer reach forward, and at the same time punched the man's spine.

In an instant, something seemed to break.

But the inner guard was still struggling to move towards the beam, ten centimeters, five centimeters... his fingers trembling and grabbed the invisible alarm trigger.

Koresh turned his head and saw the fighting dagger that had fallen from the inner defender lying beside them. He immediately grabbed it and used his strength to pull the man's stubbornly forward arm.

In the next second, he waved a sharp blade and cut off the arm of the inner defender in the middle of his forearm.

The inner guard trembles immediately under him, but he still uses his stump to reach the beam, but the distance is too far.

Koresh hurriedly pressed his left hand on the wound and squeezed it hard to prevent the gushing arterial blood from spraying onto the beam, thus accomplishing the goal that the inner guard's fingers could not reach.

A crimson thirst surged in his chest, Koresh's eyes began to turn red, and he felt the roots of his teeth growing, as if something was about to drill out of the depths of the gums.

"Wait... wait a minute!"

Using his will to suppress the stupid movement, Koresh swallowed his saliva, trying to resist the red liquid that was in front of him.

The armored body under him began to spasm, and Koresh pressed the opponent with his legs to the ground, tightly holding the stump, feeling the hot blood rushing on his palm.

"I'm very sorry……"

The inner defender twitched, Koresh put the tip of the knife against the back of his neck, pierced the narrow gap between the helmet and the armor, and then pushed hard.

With a puff, the dagger pierced his neck and plunged deeply into the ground.

The inner defender finally remained motionless, and waited until the impact of the blood on his palm gradually stopped before releasing the stumped arm, and the severed arm stiffly fell to the ground.

He stood up.

The smell of blood in the night is very strong, some, and a few of them, are his own blood.

His fist was swollen and broken, blood was dripping from his bruised face, the pain made his vision blurred, his head was sore and swollen, and he was sure that the bridge of his nose was broken.

He tried to stabilize himself, but it felt bad.

Now he has no chance to continue eavesdropping. The inner defender's disappearance will soon be discovered, and Koresh must leave immediately.

Although many things have not been confirmed, the most important thing has been settled. That person has colluded with "it". This is what the archbishop cares about.

He walked away from the corpse, straddled the sensor beams revealed by his goggles, and staggered into the deep darkness that he tried to escape into.

Ohhh~~~~!

Suddenly, the sirens sounded, and Koresh shuddered with fright, and then he was about to jump into the pool, but stopped.

This is the sound of the air defense alarm!

"Air strike?"

Koresh stepped to the side of the flowerbed and began to leave along the planned route, chanting his good luck secretly in his heart.

At least for a long time, no one will care about missing a guard.

During this time, the entire Dunwich was awakened from sleep. Although many people were accustomed to Oak's airstrikes, they were still taken aback.

The searchlights were lit one after another, and the beam of light swept toward the sky, looking for possible attackers.

Based on past experience, Okker fighters will choose to drop bombs at high altitudes. This attack method has a low threat, but it can avoid being intercepted by the nearby air force.

However, this time it was not a fighter jet.

"Rely... What are they doing with this stuff?"

Koresh, who was just about to dive into the tunnel, raised his head and was immediately stunned.

In the beam of the searchlight, a huge red cigar-like object flew slowly. The patchy shell and the iconic Oak smiling face all showed its identity...

It flies very high, and is surrounded by swarms of fighter jets, with more than a hundred fighters escorting it.

"Ok?"

Ben Lier, who hurriedly walked out of his birthday party, frowned when he saw the airship and fleet in the sky.

"What about the air force?"

"The third, fourth, and sixth aviation wings have already taken off."

The guests participating in the banquet also came out, with exclamations and curses one after another, but the next scene stunned everyone.

I saw a blue-white light flashing below the airship like stars, and then a huge three-dimensional image was projected over Dunwich.

"Get off!"

A rough voice came from the twelve loudspeakers on the airship, and then a large white face with interlaced scars appeared on the image.

"Fuck you guys, I killed you in three days, you guys snotty stuff, **** you guys, and blow your ashes! Hear you guys, you guys. "

With a click, the projection disappeared, and the airship flew away under the **** of the fighter jets, leaving only the dull-looking everyone in the city.