Orc Tyrant

Bucktooth rushed into the crowd, and a few scavengers followed him, among them-the nerve boy Nius, the pain boy Raton and his pet Blue Skin jumped.

They rushed to the end of the underground gallery and came under a hidden gate. Many militiamen gathered in the shadows, preparing to defend the entrance of the underground command post.

The air was full of stray bullets, like a neon rain falling horizontally.

The tracer was particularly dazzling in the dark and wide archway, and the Oukes bowed their heads, raised their weapons, against the gunfire, and slammed into the militia like a mob.

"Waaaaagh!!!"

Fan Jili fell one after another, their fragile protection didn't play any role, so they rolled back and forth in the darkness.

Hundreds of bodies crowded together, like a rippling water surface.

There were corpses everywhere under Buck Teeth's feet, his fingers were still bent, and the weapon in his hand was shooting aimlessly.

The Oukes went to the depths. They pushed hard with their shoulders. They slashed and stabbed them with axes. The broken corpses of the militiamen spilled out of their shattered armor, and the blood was crying. The sound splashed all over.

Buck-toothed cracked skulls waved at other mortals and lifted them into the air. Their corpses spun and rolled over the crowd, and then slammed their compatriots' necks and shoulders severely.

Some people died standing up, their bodies did not fall because of the crowd's pushing, and blood ran down the mirror-like aisles.

A huge pool of blood flowed from under the fighting crowd, rushing in all directions along the grooves etched on the floor, glowing in the firelight, scarlet in the shadow, flooding the bottom of the tunnel, causing some plugs The pillar looks like an island.

The human screams sounded a little dull, and most of the sounds in the ears of the buck teeth were the shocking sound of his slashing.

The metal handle of the skull was stained red, and the rotating axe blade was covered with blood smoke. The arms of his sword were also stained with blood. The blood dripped endlessly along the corners of his armor. The relief of the shoulder armor Was constantly rubbed, covered with blood and brain debris.

After all this, he heard heavy breathing, but he didn't find any existence when he looked around.

Nius surpassed him. He held up a spiked metal stick, slashed the armor with a fierce slash, split the waist, chest and ribs, and split the enemy's body in two.

This is a destructive, monotonous mechanical battle, more like doing farm work than fighting.

He was harvesting a path to the enemy's heart among the enemy group, just like he was harvesting his crops, like a worker working in the ground, one after another, waving his nerve stick.

On the left side of Buck Teeth, Raton is more like doing sports.

His weapon is relatively short, and he teased the shrimps that he was constantly impacting, as if trying to test their physical strength.

He was looking for an opponent who could match him, but no one met his challenge. They were all busy stumbling away from his slaughter-like assault route.

Raton especially likes to slash down, slashing down his enemies with a deep and brutal blow from his shoulder, smashing them to the ground in front of his feet.

Gu Ya guessed that this might be due to his professional instincts, after all, this action was similar to his operation.

He could hear many boys yelling at their enemies, encouraging them to continue fighting, and the boys complaining contemptuously about Xiami's attempt to escape.

The end is, whether facing them or facing them, they were killed.

As for Bucktooth himself, like Grak, he prefers the Ouke's concentrated assault method-the weapon is raised to eye height, used to push, and the axe is forward.

Perhaps in the eyes of humans, this is really cruel and ruthless, like rolling a heavy fruit into a group of toy soldiers, and then watching them be knocked down and washed down.

The assault was so fierce, a brown blood mist rose from the front, floating in the flames.

Nius first hit the entrance of the target area.

He entered the deep front hall illuminated by the faint sunlight, and killed a dozen wounded militias near the ornamental statue and pool, which seemed to be the place where they placed the wounded.

The scavenger team followed him closely in the tunnel behind him, and the deep lake of blood was swelling outwards, and there was a certain pressure inside to make it continue to spread. The corpses that fell on the smooth polished floor were moving end to end Rotating in the blood stream, like driftwood trapped in an overflowing river.

Bucktooth followed Raton into the lobby, and Blue Jump jumped around him, still holding a semi-human body in his mouth.

The walls of the hall are steep and surprisingly high, but on the plane it is a small square area with a fountain in the middle.

The top of the hall is open to see the sky so that sunlight can come in and illuminate the silent space, the polished floor, the clear spring water and the calyx and bulb carved on the main statue of the fountain.

The blood dripped to the ground, and then gathered around the collapsed statue and the broken weapon.

Several scarlet palm prints were printed on the edge of the fountain base, marking the places where several militiamen were struggling to prevent themselves from falling down before they died. The blood splattered left a long stretch on the wall covered with fine reliefs. Air pressure arcs, such as huge horsetail-like fans or curly leaves-like bloodstains, some even extend to five or six meters high on the wall.

Bucktooth stepped forward slowly, this place was almost the target position, the noise of the fighting outside was blocked by the wall, and it sounded more like the roar of a distant storm.

Nius walked in front, stopping to end the life of a wounded shrimp. Raton stood in the sunlight at the far end of the vestibule. His opener saw was stained with blood, and he was tilting his head up. Looking to the sky, it seems that everyone is very curious about this structure.

Soon, two militiamen and an ordinary citizen in the mausoleum rushed out from the dark and attacked him, while he turned to welcome them with surgical tools in his hand.

But at this time, Gu Ya heard the sound of breathing again, the sound was already very close, closer than ever, closer than the pulse beating on a person's forehead.

"?"

Yin Ya's heart made a big alarm bell, and the weapon in his hand became tighter and tighter.

The voice got closer and closer, until it hovered over his shoulders.

Now, the sound sounded like it had entered his helmet. It was like a helmet with two heads. Buck teeth held his breath for a while, trying to see if it was just some kind of acoustic trick, or his The echo of the breath.

Silence.

When he was about to start breathing again, the sound came again, quiet but close, slow and calm, like a quiet sea breeze.

"where?"

He could no longer hold back and yelled out.

"What?"

Nius turned his head and looked at his boss with a look of astonishment. He was still holding a struggling shrimp in his hand, and he had just torn off the opponent's thigh.

"Head, what's the matter?"

Raton also leaned in, but the look in his bucktooth head didn't look very friendly.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Gu Ya waved quickly to disperse them.

"keep going!"

Stupid, so stupid, let the voice affect him so much, and let him speak it out loudly.

He was just talking with himself, with a thought in his mind, he was just talking with fear.

And fear, like cowardice, is something that an Ouke shouldn't have.