Orc Tyrant

Guk stopped a few hundred meters from the highest peak of the mountain.

At the moment when the darkness fell, the storm finally reached Wushan, and a wave of lightning tore the mountain, forming a circle of blasphemous energy around the two peaks.

The mountain peaks stretched out into a series of storms, and the peak pierced into the air like floating in a turbulent rainstorm. A large number of island-like boulders fell off the mountain top and hung around in a form completely contrary to the laws of physics.

Passing through the purple curtain of lightning, Glak saw dozens of figures standing on the two islands, as well as unstoppable artillery fire.

On the top of the highest mountain, he distinguished a slender silhouette with a helmet, his hands opened as if summoning a storm, and two red flames burned in his hands.

The storm scoured the mountain, a trickle gathered on the peak where the altar was located, and the galloping hail and nail-like lightning were wrapped in the strong wind.

The noise emanated from the ring of Hanan's rift, hitting the overlord guards who were waiting for the order to attack the top of the mountain.

Aura flashed on Batka and Mogdrogen, examining this unusual sight.

The rain that did not belong to this world kept hitting their faces, and in the roaring wind, they couldn't even hear what each other said.

Guk stared at the storm, and his enhanced vision allowed him to distinguish certain scenes in the chaos.

When he saw the figure of the evil orc appearing in the fight, fighting alongside the giant possessed demon, he narrowed his eyes in disgust.

On the second altar just below Lilin, who was calling the storm, stood a blood worship wizard, with his arms stretched out to heaven, as if he was praying for help from the gods.

Surrounding him is a dwindling circle of fanatical cultists. They are obviously outnumbered and suppressed by firepower, but they still insist on fighting with incredible will, as if they are entrusted to their souls.

Namath lowered his eyes and shook his head—he had never seen a battlefield like this before.

It's as if the forces of nature are fighting, and different races are just being swept in chaos.

He looked at the shining curtain of energy between Ouke and the main peak. There were a large number of corpses scattered on the boundary-most of them were stinky, some were Ouke, and some were dried shrimps.

They obviously fought along the hillside before.

Guk turned his head and looked down the mountain, looking at the boys and the scrap iron that got off the vehicle, and understood that the only way to continue upward was to march on foot.

Even with the gradual gathering darkness created by storm clouds, Guk could still see how the road was embellished by death and soaked in blood.

He doesn't pretend to understand what is going to happen here, but he knows that it must be stopped.

"gun!"

Guk's voice rang, and gun barrels and rocket launchers of various calibers turned smoothly to the west.

Boom~~!

Soon, pieces of artillery fired out of the artillery group behind, flashing artillery shells passed over Guk’s head, and the rocket slammed into the mountain and produced a series of explosions, overturning the group of stinky men and turning them into rocks. Make a crater.

But the key goal is intact, no matter how powerful a weapon can penetrate those lightning.

Guk stared at the curtain-like purple energy, and unanswered questions flew in his mind-island-like boulders floated in a sea of ​​flames, destroyed by purple lightning, and beaten by heavy rain and hail.

Lilin stood alone on the highest island, calling for an unknown existence.

He held the red eyeball in one hand and the curved sacrificial dagger in the other.

"We don't have much time, Guk, Lilin must have released the demon."

A voice made all Ouke vigilant, and they pointed their weapons at one place at the same time, but they saw Caitlin in a black tight-fitting leather slowly walking out of a group of flashing electric currents.

"Humanity--"

Guk raised his hand and motioned to all Ok to stop doing it.

"You seem to have something to say."

This real human being is not a fake in disguise, so Gu Ke is not so vigilant, the other party has no ability to threaten him.

"He intends to summon an unthinkable thing, and we have provided him some help, but now it seems that this decision is too hasty."

"So? Are you going to find a reason not to be slaughtered by me?"

"Do not."

Caitlin smiled, drew a dagger from her back and threw it at Guk.

He grabbed it in midair, Mangguer immediately planned to pull the trigger, but Guk pressed his gun—the power she threw was not aggressive, she just wanted to throw it over.

Guk glanced down at the dagger in his palm. It looked like a dart in his hand, but the carvings and patterns on it were beyond imagination.

"This is something that can destroy it, a legacy left by an extremely ancient race, I hope you can use it."

After speaking, she stepped back a few steps, her figure gradually blurred.

"After everything is over, I will visit you again, King of Oak."

After she disappeared in place, many Okek still looked dumbfounded. Obviously they didn’t understand what was going on. Instead, Mogdrogen came over, took the dagger in Guk’s hand and looked at it for a while, and then again. put it back.

"Things of the bean sprouts spirit race."

Although he didn't quite understand what the female prawn rice was trying to do, Guk still put the dagger in his waist.

"You are waiting here, I will meet him."

Having said that, Guk rushed up the stairs. At this time, the fighting on both sides had heated up, and the two forces were fighting desperately around the top.

But Guk turned a blind eye to this, he went all the way up, tearing open the curtain with his bare hands.

The blasphemous energy hit his battle armor, and in an instant, the majestic waaagh energy brought by the fierce battle in the green electric current, Guk seemed to become some kind of incarnation, directly splitting the vastness. The waves of the ocean burst toward the slender and twisted figure.

Along the way, he stepped on broken rocks and crossed the sea of ​​fire. The crying and cursing in his ears never subsided, but this did not detract from his determination and anger.

Halfway through, a pile of things blocked his way.

They were lycanthropes—or once lycanthropes, with their muscles melted and dilapidated, staggering crookedly and slowly through the fragmented road.

There are mysterious marks on each body-this makes them the host of the devil, with hundreds of numbers.

They keep approaching, their sharp beaks keep screaming, and their corrupt wings are fluttering and ready to take off.

When the demon killer was drawn out, Guk's mind was still surging with disgust, but then, deep in his mind, the bell-like roar once again washed his soul.

"Waaaaaaaagh!!!"

A red figure whizzed through the mountain road, and the rain of bullets shot at the possessed demons who swarmed together, suppressing them at the same time the huge chain saw axe began to roar.

Gera still did not follow Guk's arrangement as always.

I still have to work overtime today...