Chapter 877: Tyre! (twenty two)

Guk rushed into the group of corpses and forced hundreds of monsters against the wind with his own power against the wind.
Then they swarmed again and attacked them, like a group of evil dogs hunting giant bears, trying to overwhelm him with numbers, trying to prevent him from waving his fists and weapons, trying to encircle him and drag him to the ground.
They are afraid of him, but they are even more afraid of keeping him alive.
That name is like a nightmare. When they were humans, they were deeply in their souls. Even if they became killer monsters, such fears continued.
Guk, King of Ouk, pale tyrant!
But their efforts have no effect.
The slender and twisted body seemed to be just a doll filled with hay in the cloth, but an empty shell that was nothing but light.
Guk massacred and killed countless enemies.
He flicked his arm and flew the next ghoul, and every heavy punch sent the enemy into the air.
The monsters screamed and rose off the ground, twirling with the falling leaves.
The tattered boots were scattered around, and the clothes were fragmented.
Most of them flew to the ground, and after a while, there was no movement.
Others were chopped into two pieces by the ferocious warhammer, and blood was spewing from the broken arm of the remaining body, and the broken body spattered with countless broken bones, as if tossing a large number of coins on the side of the road, jingle Ringing.
Alan looked stunned. He had never thought of such a deadly enemy before, as powerless as a child in front of a giant.
A body flew past his shoulders, like a bale of hay raised by a wooden fork.
For a moment, there were already dead bodies on the side of the road.
Most of them were nearly inhuman under the destruction of Guk. In addition, they were either paralyzed on the ground, twisted into various strange postures that were difficult to imitate during their lifetime, or braved the enthusiasm of the internal organs, or had been hammered into ruthless fragments.
The shining and thick blood rushed back and forth between the stones, gradually cooling into a thick red and dark purple thick blood pool.
It wasn't until this time that Alan recovered a little, but he was only able to concentrate slightly.
His focus was on Guk's weapons.
The pale tyrant's warhammer is extremely large, with slender handles and excellent balance.
Both the hammer handle and the hammer head are engraved with reciprocating intertwined lines and checkered patterns. During the wave, it seems to sing in a low voice.
Alan heard it clearly, and the sledgehammer buzzed as if it was secretly complacent because of the soaring number of killings.
A string of blood sizzled on Guk's body and vanished, as if licking his lips with satisfaction.
The Warhammer is almost indestructible, and either it is lighter than the seagull's bones, or the tyrant's power has reached a terrible level, because by visual inspection alone, Alan is enough to conclude that the weapon weighs at least about half a ton.
The hammerhead is about the same size as your own.
What it has gone through is like broken bamboo, whether it is the leather uniform worn by the ghoul, the steel breastplate, or the armor composed of white bones.
It's just like a sickle harvesting wheat, harvesting life easily.
Alan saw that several ghouls did not fall after the entire head and even half of the body were cut down. Their residual bodies stood still, accompanied by arterial blood spray from the wound and shook slightly, and then only Ruo Ruo collapsed to the ground like a scattered cloak.
In just a few breaths, those killers were on the verge of collapse.
The killing scene created by Guk was so shocking that it left so many residual limbs, and even the things like ghouls, their morale has been melted down like the snow melted in spring.
A storm loomed over the sky at the moment, and the whole land was put into the bag with a scream.
In this season, there are often strong storms coming from the sea to Tyre. The previous wind and sun are the precursors of a storm.
This night, the sky and the earth will be destined to be peaceful.
More fallen leaves flew through the air like arrows, and then a violent rainstorm swept through to wipe out all blood stains.
But the ghoul wizard seems not to give up yet.
He hurriedly climbed a higher rock and shouted at the last batch of ghouls. Those monsters have not yet appeared, this is the latest batch of reinforcements.
After receiving the wizard's order, they immediately opened their bows and arrows.
Alan glimpsed a bit of blue flames flashing in the dark jungle, even the heavy rain could not be quenched.
The ghoul archers started firing witchcraft arrows.
The arrows are more slender than the usual deadly weapons. The simple bone arrows are burning blue or blue flames.
The wizard struggled to shake the bottle attached to the leather cord and threw it violently.
The bottle is filled with all kinds of dead oil and alchemy products made by evil rituals.
Boom~!
As the bottle shattered on the ground, the evil substance contained in it shattered. At the same time, the witchcraft arrows ignited the greasy dirt that spread around.
In a burst of torn canvas-like sounds, a large wind burst into flames.
At that moment, Alan seemed to hear the dying cry of the broken heart, as if the suffering soul was rolling in the flames.
The blazing eyes are almost difficult to look straight at ~EbookFREE.me~ shining with azure green.
Gook and the ghouls that surrounded him in a blink of an eye.
The screams of burning flames are very different from the screams of being killed by weapons, which are more sharp and mad than by contrast.
The kind of fire that enveloped the whole body could not escape, and the victim could not escape. The victim had to stumble and blindly ran away, breathing in fire with his mouth wide open.
The gusty wind helped torment, tearing a flame and black smoke from them, like a fiery trail trailing behind a meteor.
They waved their arms covered in flames wildly, but everything was lit.
So they fell down one by one, lying on the surging pavement and burned alive, and eventually turned into a burnt corpse in a flame coat, just like a torch sculpture in the ceremony.
The wizard was still dancing, trying to make this wave of fire more deadly, and the tingling sensation of burning soul even forced three living people to retreat one after another.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! !
A roar, like a thunder, split the hell.
Guk suddenly appeared from the flames.
He was scorched black all over his body, like a piece of coal carving, and the blue fur fluttered on the thick fur and metal cloak.
A pair of ruby ​​stern eyes flashed in the smoke-covered face, and a green arc was blasting out of it.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !
Then he roared again, the kind of roar predatory beast.
But not only his eyes but also his sharp teeth gleamed in the blackened appearance: long fangs that are difficult for human lips to hold.