Orc Tyrant

"It's an unforgettable scene of a lifetime."

Just after the farts finished cooking most of the cultists, a slow voice suddenly appeared from the depths of the tunnel.

The leader of the cult stepped forward, his lazy and calm manner was like a gambler holding all the ghost cards, although the deformed body covered with tumors and abscesses made him more like an orc compared to humans. .

As he moved forward, his relaxed posture was not commensurate with his nauseating physique. One eye that could not be opened due to swelling was still dripping with pus, while the other exuded intense anger and anger. enthusiasm.

When he passed through the filthy land with unexpected attention, he just glanced at his dismembered or killed partisans, and stopped from time to time to let the rotten fruit or corrupt rat corpses scattered everywhere to recover. In situ.

It is worth noting that there is still a holy emblem of the Kaimon Church hanging on his chest, but it has lost its original luster and is covered with fungus like rotting rotten wood.

"A bunch of-assholes? It's really interesting, but I will immediately use the gift of the Father to end your humble lives."

His voice was like a hole in a blower, and it was also full of thick phlegm, thick and dull voice, but no matter what he said, the farts couldn't understand it.

"What's this? It's more disgusting than you."

He turned his head and looked at the adjutant next to him, but found that the guy actually started to vomit, which is relatively rare for a fart.

"Head! You are insulting—insulting—humiliating—vomiting..."

The boss of the fart spit, raised his hand and squeezed the trigger, and shot a bullet into the head of the cult leader.

In the next second, a rotten pus gushed out of the wound, and his face showed a funny expression of surprise, and then something terrified the farts.

The diseased skin and flesh actually backfilled into the wound on its own, forming a fresh rotten sore still oozing pus.

"This is a wicked one."

The adjutant whispered a word, wiped the remaining vomit from his mouth, and aimed the grenade launcher at the abnormal guy in front of him.

"Are you stupid, are you going to blow us up together?"

He kicked that guy to the ground with a single kick. If he was given a few shots, this ghost place would have to collapse.

"can-"

"Such rude behavior is unforgivable."

The heathen leader said with a deep smile, and stretched out his hand to pull out a human skull from a pile of filth in the middle of the room, with a small piece of rotten flesh still stained on it.

"Only we can share the joy of the Holy Father's blessing. You dirty alien monsters are not worthy of such honor, so I can only recruit some of his old pets and tear you to pieces."

"Kill him."

One ear was not in the mood to listen to his nonsense. After giving the order, more than 20 guns of the squad of farts began to scan at the cult leader, but he was still smiling and shaking, even though the rotten flesh was constantly being stripped from his bones. But it will heal very quickly.

"The Holy Father has bestowed me immortality!"

It can be said that when he was ranting there, that good eye exuded a crazy look, but in fact his eyes were filled with very eye-catching enthusiasm from the moment the farts saw him.

"After years of endurance and humiliation by those of us who are truly loyal to the Holy Father, and avoiding the hunting of those tyrant minions, his old man finally relented and bestowed his blessings on our world, so you don’t have your share!!!"

"Let him shut up!"

With one-eared gestures, several fart fine agents drew grenades and threw them at the laughing flesh and blood monster.

Boom~!

In the smoke of gunpowder, the laughter disappeared, but another voice appeared again.

"What the **** is it?"

The one-eared who heard a sound behind him turned around and found that the lizards that had fallen from the upper tunnel and had been chasing them had entered the house.

The scales on them are very tattered, especially when one of the forelimbs was evaporated when a grenade exploded in the sewer. At this time, this guy was groping with the broken arm that had melted most of it and was still emitting blue smoke. The way forward.

At this time, the fart boss seemed to realize that these cold-blooded monsters were probably raised by this gang of disgusting shrimps to defend their more disgusting sanctuary.

A lizard hissed up, biting the head of an agent who didn’t respond in time, and one ear immediately rushed up, swiping a dagger to chop off its head, and then attacked with a storm. Killed that guy before his companion could stick out his tongue.

Although he may not be able to fight an ordinary kid, he can still easily deal with a few lizards. Before, he couldn't use it because of the narrow terrain, but he was not afraid of these beasts in this place.

"Disperse! Hit one by one!"

The fart-jing agents showed extraordinary execution ability, thinking that they were scattered in small groups, ripped apart the gathered lizards with firepower, and attacked their heads and soft abdomen.

While unleashing this series of onslaught, his adjutant pointed the grenade launcher in his hand firmly at the cult leader who got up again.

"Then it looks like I have to deal with you myself."

He gritted his teeth and said, after speaking, he opened his wide and incredible mouth. In the process, the adjutant could clearly hear the sound of the jaw swelling and cracking.

Then he spit out a smelly vomit at the fart, even for such a body that the weight is too much.

"Fuck you Skug's legs! Did you swallow a toilet!?"

Without even thinking about it, the one-eared adjutant jumped aside with the gun, even if he was a little closer to the dung pile, he didn't want to be sprayed by the green acid water.

When it fell on the floor or the piles of filth, with the ominous hiss of corrosive acid, everything sprayed by this guy was melted away.

In order to avoid this terrible vomit, the one ear also instinctively jumped behind the body of a lizard, which proved to be a good idea: the corrupt jets approached as if they were conscious and scattered to both sides. Flow away, only corroding the corpse in half.

Obviously, these creatures that live in the sewer all year round have extremely high resistance to decayed acid.

"It's my turn!"

When the guy’s spray momentum diminished, the adjutant immediately jumped out, squeezed the trigger of the grenade launcher, and wiped off the stunned expression of the cult leader along with the rest of his face, head and upper body. .

Boom boom boom~!

The adjutant came with a three-shot burst, and the huge impact blew him directly into the dirt accumulation on the side, and even the one ear turned several somersaults.

When he looked up, he saw a few bricks falling on top, but there were no more signs of collapse, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.