Almost the same reaction force came, and Kalodan snorted, feeling his phalanges shatter, but this injury was not enough to affect the orc's movements, and the dark orc leader bent his knees and leaped backwards, widening the distance between himself and the humanoid monster.

From beginning to end, Caesar did not move, watching the orcs who were attacking and retreating suddenly, until Carodan reached what he thought was a safe distance, stopped and stopped, and then said, "Is that all?" ”

"Of course it's more than that."

Kalodan raised his head proudly, as if he did not want to show weakness, he stiffened his back, the muscles of his whole body quickly bulged, the power of blood made the fangs of the orcs become restrained, and the body rose thirty centimeters again, he took a deep breath and said: "Caesar Targaryen, a powerful opponent, I will remember this name." ”

As soon as the words fell, he rushed forward again, twice as fast as before, bent his knees and leaped, so the repetition of the skill was another jump slash, and the dark orcs and orcs in the air roared, and the power of the legendary realm exploded in full force, and the wind roared into the eyes.

Caesar looked up at the dark orcs descending from the sky, and he did not reach out his hand, or claw, until the blade was near.

"Bell~"

The sharp buzz of metal collided, and the giant blade was caught, and the blade and claw collided with a series of more intense sparks, but they never entered, and even the dark orcs with the clenched hilts hung in the air.

"It can't be!"

Kalodan stared at the claw holding the giant blade, shaking his head in panic, not surprised that Caesar could block the blade, but surprised that Caesar's face was as calm as ever when resisting such a huge force, his arms did not even have a trace of curved arc, and the ground under his feet showed no signs of sinking.

This is not in line with the orcs' perception, and Kalodan's blood-soaked palm proves that this is not a performance, where is such a huge power?

"Orc, you don't know what impossibility is." Caesar looked at him and said.

The black dragon began to exert force, and cracks appeared at the edge of the giant blade, and then spread rapidly, and even Carlodan himself did not know what material it was cast, and the dark giant blade derived from Monet began to disintegrate.

As soon as Caesar grasped it, Kalodan's weapon exploded completely, scattering and flying in all directions, sharp shards piercing the stump and the ground, as well as the dark orc's body.

Holding the hilt back to the ground, Kalodan lowered his head, realizing that the blood in his abdomen was already gushing out.

"I admit it, you won." Kalodan gasped and said that the other party did not attack him directly, but the shock of his strength and the aftermath of the battle alone could cause him to suffer physical setbacks and several injuries one after another, and it was clear which was stronger and which was weaker.

"Is that all there is to it?" Caesar repeats the previous words.

"That's already the limit of Kalodan Scarron, and it stands to reason that I've already lost." A wisp of blood appeared on Kalodan's swarthy face, and he bowed his head slightly in shame: "But we have a task that we have to complete, so, I'm sorry." ”

In the second half of the voice, the dark orc leader's body swelled again, and countless muscles bulged on his body, growing into tumor-like pimples, which swelled bigger and bigger, and grew more and more, like an explosive multiplication and creation, rapidly expanding his body to double or triple its original size......

Five meters!

Ten meters!

Twenty meters!

Thirty meters!!

Expanding to a height of thirty meters, Kalodan's body had become extremely bloated at this time, and the muscles twisted into horns to wrap the body layer by layer, as if draped in heavy armor, and the fangs protruding from the mouth were thick and sharp, arching upwards from the cheeks, like a helmet.

"Now, you will face Monet's brilliant creation: the King of Orcs!" Carlodan's voice became dull and overlapping, and every word he uttered seemed to be a low roar, and his tone changed completely, as if he had changed his personality.

The power belonging to Monet surged in Carlodan's body, he stretched out his hand, and the dark giant blade reappeared in the form of a phantom, and the orc raised the giant blade, and a hurricane like a blade suddenly erupted on his body.

Phew!! The blade disappears.

Caesar stared at the so-called king of orcs.

Bang!

The earth caved in, and the weight of the thousand jun sank to the ground, and the ground in the swampy area that had been scorched into hard soil by Caesar instantly collapsed by nearly a meter, and Monet's energy produced an annihilation-like destructive force, causing everything around Carlodan to crack and shatter.

This is the ultimate power that the Legendary Realm can exert to destroy everything, the hurricane is raging, forming a tornado that is difficult to see, and the other orcs are trying to stabilize their bodies in the wind, looking at Kalodan's body with a complicated expression.

"All living things will be liquidated." In the blinding wind, the giant orc gasped for a moment, then roared, and the overlapping voice echoed throughout the area: "For Queldore, revenge!" ”

"Is that all?" A voice that had never been heard before appeared, deep and deep.

The giant orc's eyes widened as he tried to stare into the wind, and he didn't question his own strength, even believing that the humanoid monster was dead.

But it doesn't seem to be the case, and the state of the other party seems to be ...... Not bad?

The hurricane was torn apart, and an unimaginable giant claw poked out of the storm, pinching the giant orc's head like lightning, leaving its feet off the ground, and its thirty-meter body was completely lifted, and then fell back to the ground with a "bang".

The orcs saw the dragon's body, and he pressed his front paws against the leader's head, and with irreversible force, he pushed the giant orc face down into the dirt, unable to escape no matter how hard he struggled, and was firmly bound by his claws.

The black dragon's gesture seemed to be punishing the cub, "You disappointed me so much. He said.

"Roar!"

The giant orc let out a beastly roar, his already muffled voice indistinct from the dirt, and he braced his hands around his body as he raised his head a little upward.

"I am the son of Monet, the king of the orcs, no one, no one can ......"

"Bang."

The black dragon used more strength to interrupt the orc's words, pushed it back into the earth, poked its hideous head into the giant orc's ear, and whispered, "I have seen the real king of orcs, not like you. ”

With that, he wrung off the giant orc's head.

"Kill him!"

The death of the giant orc did not cause the other orcs to retreat, but instead allowed the shaman to take command, and at his command, a storm of thunderclouds descended directly on the black dragon's massive body.

The dark orcs all bared their teeth and charged at the black dragon, but very few of them had a bloodline status, and it seemed that even in the time of the Scaron Dynasty, the orcs could not use this enhanced power universally.

Caesar flapped his wings twice, rose from the ground on all fours, looked down at the dark orcs who were not afraid of death, and took a soft breath.

The unparalleled light bloomed in the black dragon's mouth, like a round of sun, and the terrifying heat distorted the air and misaligned the light, and when the fusion breath swept by, the distant mountains were instantly cut off, and the entire area was reduced to wasteland.

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