Vol 2 Chapter 920: Berserker's War

　　 The black forest that has been silent for a long time boiled with the decay of the tree ring organization. A large number of chaotic demons haunted the black forest, polluting everything they encountered with the blood flowing in their bodies and the poisonous gas that they spit out continuously.
　　 Chaos demons don't care about winning or losing, life and death, they only care about whether their behavior is in line with their master's preferences.
　　 The fallen archdruid Malfurion Griefwind rarely chose the object of his loyalty, but was immersed in the concept of chaos itself.
Trick said nothing about this. This victim is not his favorite style, and he has no interest in it. He is a bit disgusted with the false soul provided by this world. Nurgle is concerned about this, and he likes Malfari. When Ao explored the essence of life, he was kind of crazy enterprising, and the sorrow favored Malfurion's fraternity in the process.
　　Malfurion Sorrowful Wind received the attention of two evil gods at the same time. They all blessed him with their power, and at the same time, this power continued to erode Malfurion.
　　 At this time, the body of the corrupted druid has swollen into a little giant, and when he is more than seven meters tall, he moves in the forest like a hill.
　　Malfurion's entire lower body began to gradually become vegetative. The two thick thighs were covered with air roots. Every time the soles of the feet fell, those roots and branches took root in the soil like a flurry of snakes, trying to settle down.
　　 But Malfurion always shook his head and said vaguely: "No, not here, my children, not here."
　　 Then he moved on with his swollen body. A large number of air roots were torn off, and the broken parts quickly disappeared deep in the earth. It won’t take long for them to sprout again, spewing poisonous gas around, and prey on creatures that dared to approach.
　　 And Malfurion always grows more roots to fill the gaps in him.
　　 Malfurion’s masculine characteristics have been particularly strengthened, like the horns on a battleship, filled with wood fibers, constantly showing that his sturdy record of three to five sons in the year is definitely not a fame.
　　The tiger poisoned and didn't eat its children, but Malfurion Grievous Wind almost wiped out his sons of hundreds of people. At this time, most of his sons were imprisoned in his huge belly, like an October pregnancy.
　　 Every now and then, Malfurion will lay a giant egg large enough to hold an adult in a painful howl.
　　 The corrupted druid never looks back at those giant eggs that croak to the ground, he will only go to the promised land according to the guidance in his mind.
Those giant eggs will be corrupted within a few hours. Once Malfurion’s half-human and half-beast heirs were enough to challenge the nerves of the druids, but now these heirs have become more crippled after returning to the furnace. At the same time, they mixed the blessings of sorrow and Nurg, becoming both disgusting and full of allure.
　　 Ordinary humans will have headaches, nausea and vomiting just by staring at them, but at the same time the body will continue to secrete estrus, and it will take a long time to completely fall.
What Alix just killed is just a defective product that has not been re-nurtured by Malfurion. He is the only lucky person who has escaped the evil hands of his parents, although he is still affected by the power of Chaos. Bewitched, but he was already dead and dignified.
　　 A large number of transformed descendants of the Pied Wind family hunted females in the forest, constantly multiplying new chaotic hybrid species.
　　 In just a few days, the corruption of Archdruid Malfurion Sorrowful Wind turned into a civil war in the Black Forest.
　　 This is a war between the biosphere and the biosphere. The Black Forest has never been a hospitable place. The species that can survive in the Black Forest are all elites who have survived countless rounds of survival of the fittest. They have also launched their own counterattacks.
　　Of course, they are like human beings in this world in front of Chaos. They have lost half of them from the beginning.
　　Karu from Yodunheim is the best warrior in his tribe. He was also made a poisonous scorpion because of the magic tattoo with a scorpion pattern on his face.
　　Karu is leading the warriors of seven tribes in the jungle hunting a beast with six legs.
Carew has never been able to see the true face of the beast. He was preparing for the next magic tattoo, but the beast brutally shredded three tribal warriors in the forest, and the remaining two survivors He fled back with scars all over his body, which alarmed Karoo.
　　 The main business of the Judunheim people has gradually shifted from hunting to plundering and fishing. They are invincible on the sea and occupy a large area of ​​the fishing grounds, enough to feed all the people.
　　 But the thoughts of the older generation will not turn back for a while. They are unwilling to abandon the ancient hunting tradition and constantly urge young people to enter the jungle and use the first level of prey to prove their bravery.
　　Kalu sneered at this behavior. When he was very young, he went to sea with his fathers and fought with pirate swords and real guns. He had long looked down upon the glory of those wild beasts.
　　 Until he went to the depths of the forest with the elves and saw the threat of chaos, Kalu really realized how dangerous this world is, and what is meant by outsiders and people, there are heaven outside.
　　 The demon hunter with black hair is the real warrior. When Karoo feels that he has become stronger, he will think of the Cyris who does not look very strong.
　　 A real man, he should kill the Chaos Demon to prove his bravery!
　　 Karu took a deep breath~EbookFREE.me~ The faint smell in the air reminded him of his experience near the Corrupted Tree.
　　 The Yodunheim are the best fighters in the Far South, and Carew is quite sure what he smells now.
　　He silently took out a giant axe from his waist, and at the same time motioned to his companion to stop advancing: "Be careful, there is the Chaos Monster I told you about before!"
　　 The eyes of the seven young berserkers suddenly lit up. They were still young and ignorant, and they looked forward to an epic battle to reflect their bravery.
　　 But Karoo understands that the battle with Chaos is always accompanied by death and pain. Only in rare cases can they return with glory.
　　 But the berserkers live in battle and die in battle. They are not afraid of fighting, they are afraid that there is no battle to fight!
　　 "Come out, chaos bastard! Let's have a fair fight!" Karoo shouted loudly again and again, gesturing to his companion again and again.
　　 They are berserkers, not fools.
　　 A few young fighters immediately gathered back to back, and two other fighters quietly climbed the tree, waiting for the enemy to appear and give them a colonization blow.
　　 But this time, the number of enemies was a bit more than they expected. The Udonheim people who had just climbed up the tree felt a cold neck and were torn out!
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