Chapter 1163: Warcraft (4)
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Orc Tyrant
- Mo Ge Zhuo Gen
- 1691 characters
- 2021-03-03 02:13:36
The demon is the flesh created under the will of chaos, it is also the servant of the of darkness, and the main force to destroy the army.
They are strictly something between existence and nothingness, and they are cast by the end of the words of stupid people.
Demons are threatened not only by the physical body they obtained after breaking through the curtain of reality, but also by the powerful mental erosion. They can corrode the mortal army that fought against them, and ultimately used them against humans themselves.
Few creatures can resist such a bird's-eye view, but Oak is the exception.
For them, the devil's words are not temptations, but merely a form of mockery.
They will only be thundering because of the demon's confusion.
Guk leaped from the ruins, his feet fell to the ground, and began to run.
Flashing around him, the demon's body was connected and formed in the torn crack, which was only 800 meters away from the brass gate, and turned into a huge pit by the previous explosion.
What is being formed is a blood-letting demon with scarlet skin, they are the strikers of the blood army, and they are also very cruel killers.
"Come on! Fight hard!"
Guk rushed to the nearest demon, and he could feel those monsters with horns and rusted swords flinching and retreating around his spiritual shield.
Then, another group of demons appeared directly in front of him. They looked like a closely organized legion, which was in a queue of assaults, holding the blood god's battle flag high.
Guk used their hesitant moment to take the lead and first struck down one with the warhammer.
But the next second, he was immediately surrounded in the middle.
"Come! Come!"
Guk stabs the demons around him left and right, sending them back, and the blood forwards are also irritated by his attack, and his crazy eyes shoot out hatred, trying to grab him with a mutant twisted hand , And the howling blood basin spouted flames to burn his armor.
"overlord!"
The guards who arrived there immediately drove the demon away from Guk, and Kundera Ka led the team to the edge of the big pit where Guk was, and began pouring out support fire with guns from above.
"You have this skill!!"
Throwing the warhammer violently and smashing the two demons to pieces, Guk stretched out his hands to grab a bloodletting demon with a flying weapon, raised him above his head, and then tore it into two pieces.
Such a happy killing has not been experienced by Guk for a long time. He can feel that hatred and madness form a huge, invisible vortex above the battlefield.
The purpose of sending the cannon fodder to the blood worshippers was obviously not to prevent Guk from attacking. He probably guessed that this might also be part of a certain ceremony.
What the evil needs is more killing and blood, no matter where the blood comes from, the senior officials of blood worship have already made up their minds to sacrifice all believers and cannon fodder, and slaves.
Some of the crumbling brass gates before became stable after bombing, and the energy from the killing on the battlefield nourished it, allowing it to continue to complete its mission.
This is probably the final plan of blood worship.
However, Guk also has his own plan.
He grabbed the warhammer on the ground and rushed through the chaos, and the cannon on the mechanical claws roared at the demon behind him and opened fire.
Not far away is the brass gate, a red flame burning in its core, and highly toxic steam rushing from the exhaust port.
Guk saw a circle of roughly carved idols around the base of the gate, and black lightning jumped around the idols.
But between him and the brass gate, there was a whole team of ready-to-go blood worship senior warriors waiting, holding the giant beheaded axe Lord Moliere himself standing at the top of the team, the flame was in his Wrapped around his hand.
He knew that the man was welcoming himself, and the Lord of God wanted to challenge Ouke's overlord, but Guk didn't think that guy was qualified.
"Mangul! Kill him!"
"understand!"
A roar came from the communicator, and then Gook saw the huge figure of the guardian leader rushing out of the battlefield on one side, and went straight to the side of the god-selected lord.
Moliere recovered, and the crimson flame sprayed from his hand and drowned Moliere, forming a burning halo around the opponent's armor.
But this did not hurt Mangul. The symbols and totems on his armor flashed, dissolving the power of chaos.
"coward!"
Mangul was like a runaway truck that ran over to Moliere, and the two sides immediately fought.
Moliere obviously got a part of the blood god's gift. His arms became extremely strong, even a little deformed, and there were some bone spurs on his shoulders. In the fight with Mangul, he did not fall.
And Mangul is a powerful Oak who personally beheaded several god-selected lords. He knows these warriors well.
There is no bells and whistles in the battles between the two sides, only absolute power and life and death.
Guk did not intend to intervene in the battle of Mangul. He surrendered to the four god-selectors. These guys are not his opponents, but they just want to haunt him.
And more and more demons appeared around him.
He knew what abacus these people were playing, so he immediately called Kundera Ka.
"Cover overlord!"
After Kundera ordered his subordinates to shoot the demon who were near, he took his cronies to kill Guk all the way and assisted Guk to cut down the four god-selected lords one by one.
When they fell, Guk could clearly feel that some kind of energy had come out of the main body of those gods and flew towards the door that kept sizzling.
"Overlord! We are here too!"
Suddenly, when a demon howl came, Gook turned to look and found that the buck teeth with the most elaborate bodyguards poured a fierce fire on the demon with a neat formation, and Barr only did the same on the other side of the big pit. Things.
Ok's main force has completely penetrated the blood worship line of defense, and began to join forces.
The demon flesh broke apart under the cross fire, and the totem warrior of Mog Drogan also entered the battlefield, rushed past the psionic boss and plunged into the demon heap.
The demon's ugly wailing suddenly rose an octave as the totem warriors trampled their bodies and pierced their limbs.
These powerful warriors with masks, naked bodies and all over the totems are simply their natural nemesis. Just a punch can hit a big pit on their ugly body, and the lightning around them makes their magical energy like The snow melted away like a fire.
Guk was also taken aback by the fighting power of these totem warriors. He didn't often ask about Mogdzhogen's plans, and paid little attention to these strange warriors, but their performance was indeed dazzling.
He saw with his own eyes that a totem warrior cut off the head of a demon with the palm of his hand, and the other cut the devil in half with a stick with an arc blade.
Although the totem warrior has less than a thousand, it helped them to eliminate many demons.
Within a few moments, most of the demons had turned into colorful, debris on the ground, leaving only the scream of pain when dying.
Most of Ok's follow-up also began to appear near the big pit, gunshots echoed nearby, and the remaining cultists were being driven out to eliminate.
Gouk heard the warlords shouting orders through the communicator.
Do not leave any live mouth!
No matter whether it is a slave or a so-called innocent, innocence no longer exists on this battlefield.
It’s not just here, Guk’s offensive is aimed at the entire city, including the area controlled by the New California Republic. Although the main attacker is the idle gang of the non-legion, they have enough quantity and enthusiasm.
The boys are performing cleaning operations, dividing Dunwich into small areas and shooting any moving targets.
House after house, cellar after cellar, trench after trench.
The roar of Oak and the moans of the dying are the most commonly heard voices in the city today.
At this time, Mangul and Moliere also had a final duel.
"Waaaagh!!!!!!"
Slashed by the opponent's shoulders, Mangul raised his tomahawk and struck Moliere with a decisive blow.
There are already some weakened God-selected lords who can't avoid this and can only catch it with a scalp.
But he was obviously not as resistant as Mangul.
"Humph--ah!!!"
The double-sided battle axe leaping through the arc was cut from the shoulder of God's chosen lord and chopped to his waist.
Moliere's upper part of the body was almost split, and crimson blood leaked from it, flowing like a magma.
As power flowed from his broken body, Molière let out a sharp wailing.
At the same time, the inscription on the Brass Gate began to flash white and hot, as if drinking the energy that erupted when the lord of God chose to hunger, but before the two fragments of Moliere landed on the ground with a click It dimmed.
Mangul took a few breaths, removed the enemy tomahawks stuck on his shoulders, and in the process stained the entire upper body with blood.
"Mad doctor, give him a bag."
After talking, Guk looked at the brass gate.
Even if it was so far away, Guk could feel the throbbing coming from the gate~EbookFREE.me~ as if a huge heart was pumping blood towards the limbs of the body.
Not just the throbbing feeling, but also the kind of substantive anger
Gouk walked through the wreckage and picked up Moliere's body.
Then he turned to look at a dirty car tank approaching-the giant rocket above.
"Tie it up! Shoot over!"
The guards immediately recruited, tied Moliere's body to the front of the rocket, and then fired towards the brass gate.
At a distance of eight hundred meters, Gu Ke almost wanted to humiliate the so-called god. He wanted to put the body of the dead believer in front of it.
However, just at the moment when the rocket was about to fly into the gate, a blood-red giant hand blasted the rocket from the colorful curtain of the gate.
That hand looks three or four meters long!
"finally come……"
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