Chapter 269: Blood and Sand (3)
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Orc Tyrant
- Mo Ge Zhuo Gen
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- 2021-03-03 02:08:10
The Oks are not completely without trouble in Jimma.
Although this is not the harvest season, many trading companies have already established their own trading posts in Jima. These places will have guards or thugs employed by the trading companies.
Some of them are desperates, some are veterans, and some are adventurers of unknown origin. In short, in the place of Jima, they can stand firm and are all ruthless characters.
When they all retreated to the Chief Executive's mansion, the blood axe regiment, who did not carry too many heavy weapons, finally encountered a nail.
"Boss! Just that!"
Following a leader, Grak came to the gate of the war-torn mansion.
The original steel fence gate had already been demolished. A white three-story building stood between the two streets. On the lawn in front, there were human and Oke's bodies lying on the ground, and even the fountain was stained red.
Some boys are constantly bombarding the building with light artillery and big guns, hitting white marbles in potholes, but through the broken glass windows, Grak can see that the shrimps are hiding in the shadows of the sneaky face, There is their fearful look.
"Boss! They will set fire! The thieves are accurate shots! I got hit on the buttocks!"
"Waste! Get out!!"
Graco raised his leg to the wound of the boss's buttocks, and the other party immediately ran away, yelling and covering his hips.
"Don't come!"
Turning his head and shouting at the Bloodfang Guard, Grak walked towards the big white house.
Bang~!
A bullet hit the outer edge of his helmet. A slight impact caused his head to deflect, but his pace never stopped.
He didn't run directly, but strode forward, as if he was laughing at each other's weakness with this gesture.
Bang~!
There were two more shots, one on the left chest and one on the right leg. The gun in the chest was blocked by the armor, but the gun in the leg hit the meat straight.
The bullet penetrates the epidermis and is then caught in tough muscle fibers.
On Grak's side, he felt as if he had been bitten by a small bug, and he didn't even look down.
Bang Bang Bang~~~!
For a moment, humans seemed to be completely irritated, the firecracker-like gunshot suddenly sounded, and a dense bullet rain covered Grak.
Grak laughed, his pace slowed, but not a slowed hindered. He was like a gentleman walking in the rain, as if enjoying the breeze.
He seemed to be back under the high wall of Aswan, the battle full of blood and fire, these shrimps were too weak and weak in the previous performance, so that he could not feel the irritating stimulation.
Now, finally it looks a bit.
A bullet hit his forehead, which felt good.
A bullet hit his big teeth, which also felt good.
He felt a slap on his neck, very comfortable.
His eyes were almost stroked, which was not very good.
The gun on the nose was probably a bad thing, it didn't work.
Boom Boom~!
Just as Grak marched towards the gate in a small step, a roar suppressed the sound of human gunfire. That was when the boys seized the opportunity to suppress human firepower for a round of repression. These light weapons (in fact not light) weave a fierce flame storm, instantly dulling human beings.
Grak could hear the screams and groans from Shrimp from below, and it was indeed enough to choke.
Boom!
Grak kicked the two doors with a kick, and even the humans hiding behind the door kicked out. Before the sword in their hands showed up, they were crushed by the huge impact force.
Waaaagh! !
Grak rushed into the lobby on the ground floor and gave a roar of challenge.
The next second, two groups of azure fireballs rushed into the face.
Grak was fearless, and hit the fireball with a tomahawk, just like slapping two flies.
boom!
At the moment of impact, a violent explosion produced flames that engulfed Grak.
"do you died?"
"Should I die?"
According to the guards, they carefully protruded their heads, but saw that the flames were solidified, reunited in the middle of the hall, like a round of the sun.
"This...you got it?"
"Me? How is it possible."
The two wizards are also confused, they have never encountered this situation.
But then, a tomahawk that cut the flames scared everyone.
WAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !
Grak stretched his arms, roared his head upward, and the beating green arc struck the flames in a blink of an eye.
"Go! It's one of them right now! October may be gone!!"
"Come again, oops! It hurts!"
The wizard who was just about to use witchcraft immediately felt like his head was pierced by thousands of needles, and the severe pain made them roll.
When others saw it, they could only summon up the courage to try to overwhelm the bold leader of the Oak who broke in alone.
Grak laughed and rushed towards the enemy.
His battle axe turned into a scarlet match, hard to reach with the naked eye.
His figure flashed in front of the enemy's front, leaping away like lightning.
The moment before, he had just cut off a head, and the next second, he appeared elsewhere, and the believer plundered his fragile life.
Even the heavy artillery hits directly, but it is hard to beat him.
Even if it is a concentrated explosion of powerful explosives, it is not as powerful as his axe.
The ripper destroys the enemy, and wherever he goes, the limbs are flying all over the sky.
But his weapon is not just a sword.
His body, surrounded by a flashing arc ~ EbookFREE.me ~ As soon as anything comes into contact with this arc, it immediately turns into bursting debris and fly ash, and pieces of human bones under his blow No deposit.
It is irresistible, it has no reservations, it is unstoppable!
He is also able to use Waaagh energy, which is a secret he rarely shares with other Oaks, and his only secret.
Maybe Guck knew, but Grak didn’t tell him directly, and it didn’t take long for him to find out about it.
When everything was over, the original grand living room turned into a sticky purgatory. No corpse was intact. Many people were beaten and smashed to the wall and floor.
The two wizards had passed out. Grak stepped on the carpet of flesh and blood and stepped up the stairs. Then he faced the heads of the two wizards and gave him a foot, and then threw his head without convulsions. The body walked towards the upper level.
Along the way, many shrimps were running, some of them were killed by him, some of them were simply too lazy to take care of them.
With a blood mark on one foot, Grak came to a room in the highest place. According to his understanding, it may be a nest of a shrimp head, because the bosses like high places.
boom!
He kicked the door open, then froze for a few seconds.
In the commanding spacious office, more than a dozen shrimps lay on the ground. They were all big and small, each with a sallow face, and another sitting on a chair, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes. There was a hole in the forehead. Carrying a pistol.
"Strange..."
Not knowing how these dried shrimps died, Grak murmured and left the place.
A few minutes later, the boys rushed into the house, slaughtered the rest, and burned the mansion of the highest governor of Jima.
On this day, more than 20,000 residents of Ji Ma survived.