Orc Tyrant

The machete fell with a screaming wind, and compared to a weapon he controlled, it was more like a living creature with its own anger.

He watched it fall, and his slightly dull brain expanded for a few seconds. He watched it touch the point of impact, the jagged edge cut through the thin armor plate, and the spark was at the moment the metal was torn. Burst.

Steel penetrates into flesh and blood, cutting and burning calmly and quickly.

The smell of meat, the smell of burnt meat, rushed into his nostrils, reminding him of the smell of a fat scrooge slaughtered as food a few months ago.

The sound of the enemy is not a scream, it is more like a groan, a futile shout, which contains a simple and clear message, this Xiami knows he is finished.

The blood spurted out, like wine gushing out of a broken tank, from flowing out to spouting and blasting. The blood rushing out of the arteries gathered in a pool at the feet of the deceased. He had fallen apart, his shoulders, arms, and Half of the ribcage was split open, and the sound of broken bones could be heard.

Xiami is dead, and the buck-tooth continues to move forward. By the way, he uses heavy metal boots to crush the enemy's skull.

This action was unconsidered and unplanned, but the powerful Skull Splitting Legion still solved the enemy, but more enemies have not yet been killed.

"Don't keep alive!"

He raised his head and roared, firing with a huge machine gun.

It oscillated in his palm like a living thing, as if eager to fly out of his hand, and when it popped out, it resounded like a thunder through the foul-smelling battlefield, and death followed every round of shooting. after that.

The head exploded into a pink blood mist, and the limbs turned into red mud. Not a bit of killing power was wasted. He was born because of this, and his instinct told him to fight like this.

Shouting the name of Guk the Conqueror, the scavengers rushed into the collapsed retaining wall.

Kennan took a deep breath.

Fury, like lightning gathered and controlled in a thundercloud.

Next to him, a brother became more and more crazy in the battle. He knew this man-Cernan, the first company of the four regiments.

He was far away from his company, probably due to the impact of the gunpowder and battle on the battlefield, but Cernan didn't seem to want to care about it.

Cernan has taken off the mask on his face, but it is not for any reason. His face is full of crimson, his mouth and nose are spraying mist into the air, and the end of his metal fist is clenched with a flame shape. Great Sword—An ancient sword with barbed that can tear apart the armor. It smokes from the blood that has just been stained, and the hot steam disperses into the cold air from it.

Cernan is falling into a rage, like venom, this is from Hanan's own rage.

Many people believe that the Wolverine Wizard is not changeable, because such an example is extremely rare, but Kenan knows that it is not.

Hanan treats everyone equally.

Kenan felt like **** around him, surrounding him.

Anger, as dark as nothing.

Hungry and thirst, as bright as blood.

Cernan was deeply immersed in it, until it made no roof.

A bright green lightning burst from the front of the green skin. Kenan flinched, and his eyelids quickly closed to protect his eyes from the strong light. After a tenth of a second, when he looked again, Cernan is dead.

In the center of Cernan's body was a large charred hole for his fist to go through, through the breastplate, flesh and bones.

He pours like a felled tree into the chirping, blood-soaked mud. The last move of Cernan is to look at him. Something invisible passes through the gap between the two wolverines. .

The ghostly thing is called anger.

The controllable anger in the soldier receded in an instant, and now he felt that he was full of an anger that only he could understand.

A gang brother died, right in front of him, and now he just wants the monster that killed Cernan to pay his blood debt!

This is not the death he deserves. Every soldier in the badger's nest should be worth a thousand ugly, abominable, and eggless green monsters, and he wants them to repay now!

Kenan threw down his mask. This should be done within a short distance. It should be done at an eye-to-eye distance. Those monsters must know who they are and why they killed them when they go to see their twisted **** of death. !

"Die!!!"

His sword turned into a bright flashing trajectory, death followed closely, and the enemy was frightened by Kenan's thunderous roar for a few seconds.

The first green skin was one step away from him and raised his weapon.

Although his body was burning in pain, Kenan moved subconsciously, flashed to the side, and smashed his giant broad-edged sword into Greenskin’s throat. This blow pierced the bone and broke its spine. The monster died before the body fell.

When the second orc swung the axe, the same reflection saved him again.

Kenan grabbed the handle of the axe with his bare hands. The impact almost broke his arm, but it also made the axe stop trembling. Then he slammed the other arm and the blade hit the opponent's chin.

The teeth were broken, the gums were cut open, and the huge green head bends back. Generally speaking, this blow can smash people's heads, but this monster is more tenacious and quickly recovered.

WAAAAAGH!!

The monster howled angrily at the distorted face of the Wolverine Wizard, and **** drool splashed on his forehead.

The deafening voice was interrupted by a rapid gurgling sound. Kenan pulled out the two pairs of appendages on his shoulders, and brought out a string of blood from the opponent's throat.

With a grunt, he kicked the corpse away from his knife, but it was too late to block a huge fist.

"Well!"

Kenan was beaten into the air, face up and fell heavily to the ground, pain pierced his broken body again, and the Ouke, the biggest and ugliest one, looked down at its prey that had just been hit. Going forward with a smile.

He has lost his sword and is trying to control his corrupted flesh, such as the twisted appendages and the sharp claws that grow under his armpits.

But Oak's boots hit his breastplate, pressing him to the ground, and extreme pain enveloped him, struggling on the edge of death, his vision became dim and blurred.

At this moment, he wandered on the edge of the abyss, as a wizard, both cursed and blessed corresponded to each other.

With a crisp sound, the world plunged into darkness completely.

blood.

Blood spurted from the destroyed body of his enemy like spring water, splashed on his helmet, dyed his vision red, and the smell of copper entered the inside of his helmet. His mouth was immediately filled with saliva, and he produced In a desire, swigged the spill.

He savored the rich taste and the sensation of the dark wine flowing through his tongue and into his throat.

Then there is an unspeakable bitterness.

"Pooh!"

Gu Ya quickly spit, he glanced at the inhuman corpse on the ground, and then kicked it away.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! !

The boys were cheering. On the wall, on the roof, on the corpse mountain, this small fortress lasted only half an hour before it was completely captured by the Oukes. Its supreme commander killed himself by drinking bombs the first time the fortress fell. The corpse is now hung on the highest flagpole.

The remaining defenders escaped into the white snow, Buckfang did not intend to pursue it, because he had already obtained enough.

For example, he has now appeared on the other side of the mountain range, and in front of him is the unobstructed human kingdom - and it will also be their hunting ground.