Chapter 441: Tide (8)

To make a long story short, in one minute, the elf soldiers told the black dragon emperor the course of the matter and its causes and consequences.
Caesar closed her eyes. Because of the high-speed fusion breath, the opponent's caster could not erase the trace after the teleportation. Although the psionic energy could not provide the effect of instantaneous movement, the shadow-seeking was still in hand. Within five seconds, the Black Dragon had determined the approximate location of the opponent's final destination.
chase.
According to the information provided by the Kingdom of Tiya, there can be no second caster in the opposing army, that is, within the next hour after completing an instant transfer, the dark orc can only rely on various buff spells to use his feet Hurry.
An hour is enough, Caesar only needs two hours to fly back from the Blackwing Empire to the Blackwing Empire!
The Black Dragon Emperor handed over the remaining orcs on the battlefield to the arrived Marha reinforcements and coordinated with the Kingdom of Tiya, and once again unfolded the winged wings and rose to the sky, leaving a huge cloud of sound explosion and disappeared immediately.
...
Carlodan cut off the thorns in front of him, stepped into a marsh full of rancid smell, and overwetted soil caused his feet to sink twenty centimeters, and the dark orcs marched tortoises in such terrain.
"Damn." He cursed lowly. "Are we going to go this way? Luka, this is the exact opposite direction. We are returning to the front battlefield in a tortuous route."
"This is the way we are going, Chief Warrior." Shaman said, "The speed of that life is faster than you and I imagine. He can leave his voice behind, Carlodan, you know how much it will endure from the material. Planar resistance, the mortal body will be broken down in that state. "
"I'm clear," Carlodan said. "So we have to retreat. But you tell me, now, why should we return again?"
"Because of thought." The shaman pointed his own head with a sharp claw. "I have come to wipe out the cast marks when I leave, and he, or if it finds the end of our teleportation, should be subconsciously directed without clear guidance. Nan chased after him and eventually passed us by. "
"Do you think it can catch up with us?" Carlodan asked.
"may."
The shaman doesn't have a joke, although in Eladia's normal cognition, he must use spells to counter spells. If he wants to catch up with two feet or four hoofs to transfer magic, it is tantamount to dreaming, but some overly powerful creatures can Breaking people's perceptions, "Caution is never wrong," he said.
"You always have your reason, as it used to be." Carlodan snorted and asked, "So, do you think of a way to release control?"
Although Monet could force them to obey orders, they could not restrain their minds. The Black Orcs helped Monet to help them reshape their bodies to rest their souls and allow them to re-walk in Eladia with a new look. The Dark Orcs are grateful. They were also willing to fight for Monet, but by no means this way.
"At the moment, no." Shaman shook his head: "The only way to get out of control is to abandon this flesh shell, but that will eventually return to all starting points, unless ... we can create a new body for ourselves, Survive in a manner similar to undead. "
"Then I can't stand it." Detective Carlodan grabbed a swamp lizard, pinched his neck, and threw it to the soldiers behind him. "As an undead, even if we could rebuild the Scaron dynasty, it was still the orc. A dynasty? It's just the kingdom of the dead. "
"What's the difference between life and death? Whether it's an undead or an orc, I'm still me." Shaman said.
"Are you Luca Monet or Luca Scaron?"
No one knows that there are two derivatives in the Black Orc. Monet created the twins last time and implanted two equally powerful ancient orc souls, but now there seems to be a disagreement between them. Carlodan growled. Say: "I think you have forgotten your previous name, but I still remember, Carlodan Scarron. If I were not an orc, I would not be ..."
Carordan's words weren't finished, and both derivatives were shocked. They clenched their giant blades and bone sticks and waited: "It really caught up."
One minute later, the sky meteor fell to the ground and smashed in front of everyone. In the rushing shock wave and the intense muffled sound, the water in the wetland swamp was completely evaporated within three seconds, and this area instantly collapsed down several layers. , Into a solid and dry hard soil.
A tall humanoid monster full of horns and bone spurs slowly stood up from the collision pit caused by the surging smoke and water vapor.
"Catch you," said the monster. "The body is full of the rich blood of the elves. Where do you want to escape, who is Carlodam?"
"I am." Carlo Dan was already at the forefront of the team, so there was no need to move forward. He asked with a huge blade: "Who are you? Demon?"
The monster didn't answer the question at all, glanced at him, and said to himself, "How long you can rest, Carlodam. You seem to be the leader of the dark orcs, and I will give you a fair duel. You win, you You can live; you lose, you die, all your people will die, "
Carlodam understood that the other party was saying something to the Elven King before reciting himself. It seemed that the Elven King was dead. The other party was coming for revenge, but there was only one. It sounded like he was surrounded by countless servants. Like.
"Posing." The shaman smiled, and Lightning brewed in his hand: "Scarron's warriors, listen to my orders."
"and many more."
Carlodan said, reaching out to block Shaman's next move: "I fight with it."
"Are you crazy!" The shaman drank, "we don't have to waste time at such times."
"You're just crazy, Luka!" Carlodan saluted in a louder voice. "You have forgotten who you are. The Scarlons will never shrink back when they are challenged on the battlefield. Look at the soldiers behind you. idiot."
Upon hearing the words, the shaman looked back, and found that each black orc bet his gaze on himself, with his arms facing down, and expressed his position in silence.
"Stupid." The shaman yelled, only to step back.
"Carlodam, fight in the name of Monet." Carlodam's fists collided heavily, and he said solemnly that he was not stupid. The shaman could feel the strength of the opponent, and he could, but Skaron's tradition told him that he could not cowardly flinch, and he himself did not want to flinch.
"Caesar Targaryen," said the monster, without a word, hooking the claws of the Dark Orc leader.
Carlodam stood by, ready, bowing, running, accelerating, kneeling, jumping, jumping!
When the Black Orc was in power ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Caesar did not move; when the Black Orc ran, Caesar did not move; when the Black Orc jumped to cut, Caesar did not move; until the great blade approached, Caesar did not move Move footsteps.
Hitting the target!
Even Carlotan did not expect to make it so easy. He had planned to change his moves, but now it seems to be useless, hitting his head ...
The giant blade hits Caesar's head. The hit point is on the upper side of Caesar's eyes, which is exactly stuck in the middle of the four corners of the head of the second form. The next second, the blade of the black giant blade bursts in the burning spark. Cardo Ze withstood a tremendous reaction, and his arms spasm.
The unbelievable change did not discourage the orc warrior. After landing, Carlodan turned to the side and kicked him on the hardest and most vulnerable knee of the humanoid body.
The spikes on the iron boots were broken.
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