Chapter 495: Herd (5)

Although the counterattacks of the evil beasts were very fierce, the battle situation still showed a trend of one-sided.
　　 Two-winged ordinary veterinary soldiers were the first to be defeated. The boys were shooting while chopping, and many soldiers in the shooting range were killed.
　　Grak took advantage of the situation to apply pressure to the middle, and the chainsaw tomahawk in his hand whistled with death.
The 　　 formation no longer exists, and the surviving evil orcs are scattered everywhere, fighting to death.
　　 Taking advantage of the confusion, Grak led his soldiers into the center of the enemy group, and the goal was directed at the biggest and the most fierce one. He intuitively believed that the other party was the boss.
This huge evil orc dragged the shining iron claws still dripping blood, and held a huge snnn in the other hand, continually drove the approaching boy back, and used roar to inspire the nearby orc soldiers, A black battle flag fluttered behind it, with a gold snake-shaped logo with wings printed on it.
　　Grak escaped a ferocious scimitar and danced the chainsaw tomahawk with impulse, cutting off the legs of the evil orc who dare to invade by his side.
　　The warlord strode towards the enemy boss, he had to decide this head!
　　 On the other side of the front, the green boys burned with green energy flames. The leading bn boy waved the war rod into a huge crescent shape, releasing energy to a group of screaming beasts shaman.
　　 His left hand jumped with a javelin-like lightning, chasing alien enemies who had fled, and burned them into coke in vain search for bunkers.
　　The boys used the chaos of the enemy to reorganize their defenses and fought in the broken fortifications and trenches.
　　 Boss Roger has long lost his gun and is fighting with an evil orc with his fangs against his fangs and his muscles against his muscles.
　　 Relying on a more brutal force, he rolled in the opposite direction and slammed it over his shoulder.
　　 Then he stood up, picked up a fallen machete, and cut it into his skull before the wounded evil orc tried to stand up.
　　 The machete was stuck in the thick skull, and the eyes of the evil orc bulged with blood, like a goldfish, and there was a painful cough in the throat, but he couldn't say a complete word.
　　The next second, as the handle of the knife broke, the evil orc fell down in the blood-soaked soil.
　　At the same time, Grak had resolved all the disruptors on the road, headed to the leader of the evil orc, and almost easily repelled the smaller enemies rushing with the axe or stick.
　　Nothing can stop him now. The evil orc boss saw him coming, his dark eyes suddenly burned wildly, and raised a rough gun to shoot a string of bullets.
　　 Tinker Bell!
　　The bullet that hit Grak's armor fell on the ground, heaved the armor out of several small holes, and scraped off the bright red paint.
One or two bullets penetrated into the gap between the nails and shot into the flesh. His limbs flew through a shallow pain, but Oak's tough nervous system immediately turned off the transmission of pain, which led to more. Rage.
　　 "Take me an axe!!!!!!!!!"
　　 He accelerated to the last few steps and jumped high towards the evil orc, the blood dripping from the chainsaw tomahawk drawn an arc.
　　 The creature's claws waved their hands violently to counter Graco's attack, making a deep cut in the warlord's breastplate and tossing him aside.
　　Grak stood up on the spot, dancing the chainsaw axe, without hesitation, he attacked the orc again, and the rapidly rotating saw teeth crackled in the endless fierce stabs.
　　 But the evil orc leader is equally agile, using giant claws to block Ouke's weapons and counterattacking with a series of fierce fist and foot attacks.
　　! ! !
　　The guys fighting nearby are cheering for the boss with roar, but no one will come forward, because this is a hunt that belongs only to Grak. Anyone who intervenes, the end will be more terrible than defeat.
　　 "!!"
　　 He strengthened the offensive with a monstrous killing intention. Every blow made every effort. The evil orc seemed to be in slow motion, and Grak blocked his attack with great ease.
　　 The air seemed to open his mouth and begged him to slaughter the ugly stink.
Grak watched the evil orc commander slam his giant claws, but the speed was pitiful, and in the middle of the violent claws, there was a completely unprotected gap. Graco saw clearly, as if there was something to guide Holding him.
　　However, when he took a step forward and hacked the enemy with a chainsaw tomahawk, a burst of crying sounded in his mind, and the light around him seemed to be stained with blood.
　　Grak shouted and pierced the chest of the evil orc, then pressed the chainsaw's roaring teeth into the creature's abdomen, and cut it completely with a vicious upswing.
　　 The evil orc general split in two under a heavy blow, and died before he fell to the ground.
Around the front line, the remaining evil beasts burst into grief wail, their morale finally collapsed, turned around and tried to escape, but was easily shot and killed by other boys.
　　 "Boss?"
　　Roger came to him, and he looked at the other party's armor covered with depressions and scratches.
　　 "Are you all right?"
　　Grak also looked down at his armor and noticed for the first time how much damage it had suffered.
　　 The paint was scratched and the nail surface was covered with depressions, cracks and holes. He could not remember when he had suffered such an attack.
　　 "No farts."
　　 After he finished speaking, he turned to the front where the Beastized Man had collapsed, but in the depths of darkness, something struck his nerves.
　　Grak stopped and suddenly turned to stare at the castle shrouded in the mist in the distance.
　　 There is something there, something that does not exist exactly. There seems to be a whisper in the darkness, trying to find a space in his mind.
　　After staring into the mist for a while, Grak drew his attention back to his eyes. The burning bunkers and fortifications, the enemy had been dispelled, and he had enough time to find the source of the sound.
　　 "Withstand!"
　　 While shooting at the green skin pouring in from the entrance of the fortification, the evil orc Tanya slammed his long knife into a wielding machete~EbookFREE.me~ trying to fend off the bunker of Oak.
　　 The smash instantly smashed the green-skinned skull and even crushed the spine, causing the creature to fall to the ground and spread into a ball.
But even the elite guards could not stop the gap, Tanyas and his brothers resisted the green muscle nn and the continuous rain of bullets, and the advanced snnn in their hands was smoking because of the continuous fire. The explosive n explodes into countless deadly shrapnel in the gap.
　　The Oaks fell down one by one and were torn apart by continuous fire, but they kept pouring in and tried to flood this underground bunker.
　　 "Go die! Scoundrels!"
　　Shaman Ed was also at the breach. He was standing on a pile of rubble, waving a white bone staff with a vague and indescribable energy.
The flash rushed out of his fingertips, scorching Oke who was trying to rush towards him, his staff twirled with light, and the crow’s wing-like decoration on top shot out the rushing blue energy, smashing Oke’s skull , Tearing open their abdomen.
　　He is a boulder that blocks the breakthrough that the green ocean opens.
　　 Boom!
　　 Suddenly, a violent artillery fire swept across the ground, exploding large pieces of gravel into the sky, and blasting the shaman in a straight line.
The b produced by the shells hitting the bunker threw him back into the bunker, a rollback stood up, he stepped on a flat-end rod and released a terrible blue javelin-like flame, scorching a bunch of him with him The green leather was shaken.
　　 But soon, heavy and loud footsteps told him that something bigger than Ok was coming to the breakthrough.
　　 15pm second!