In the eyes of outsiders, the two tattered weapons that seem to be shoddy are actually veritable weapons of mass destruction, and their attributes are often disadvantaged.

[A pair of fangs of Brother Eng (finely cut)]

[Description: 1.Strength +5 (Set Bonus +1), Attack Speed +30%, Armor Piercing +50%, 2.Passive Skill: Cunning Encroachment, 3.Active Skill: Savage Bite (Set Activation)】

[Note: Evolvable (2.42%)]

[Two machetes known as Brother Gou, they are both savage and cunning, and can easily chop enemies into meat sauce!] 】

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Three attributes, each practical, two skills, one passive and one active.

As the name suggests, the passive skill [Cunning Encroachment] has the effect of secretly recovering physical strength by killing the enemy in battle, which is why the stone does not feel tired at all after experiencing a big battle, not against anyone, when it comes to protracted battles, everyone here is a spicy chicken.

As for the active skill [Savage Bite], the stone has been left useless, waiting for the critical moment to kill the Quartet.

These attributes are not the most rebellious part of this pair of weapons, as a guy with a big name, they are not only powerful, but what is even more terrifying is that they can also be like green skins, as the battle continues, more and more opponents are killed, and they become more powerful.

With this pair of big teeth, the stone is like a tiger, and it was not enough to face the skeleton army before, but this time it was finally a good time to face the tomb giant scorpion, so that the other party understood what it means to be a knife and not be disfigured.

Just as he was about to take advantage of the victory and smash the other claw of the big guy to pieces, Karitaman's recognizable voice rang out again.

This time, however, his target was not here, but another battlefield not far away.

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As the only goblin and a shaman, Old Rotten Tooth has been on the periphery of the melee, keeping a close eye on the situation on the battlefield while releasing two small aaagh from time to time! Magic, weakening the opponent's combat power.

For the Horde, it was a rare battle to fight more than few, but it was more dangerous than any before.

As a greenskin who grew up with the stone step by step, he had experienced the feat of defeating the greenskin with the fart boy, the hearty slaughter of the beastmen, the great riot within the tribe, and the endless rat tide, not to mention, the encirclement of a group of skeletons just now, but the battle was very difficult at the moment.

First, the strength of the enemy on the other side was beyond his imagination, and he originally thought that with two hundred orcs, he could definitely easily kill these bones, but it turned out that the other party was not comparable to the cannon fodder before, and it was completely comparable to those famous troops encountered in the Human Empire a few years ago.

The tomb guards were silent, wrapped in a golden armor, and occasionally strips of cloth could be seen entwined inside, like silent stubborn stones, no matter how violent the orc boy was, he remained unmoved, and charged with neat steps, and after the two sides were engaged, no one took a half step back, fighting the enemy with cold and efficient constructs.

Fortunately, the boys of the pro-guard team were not cowardly, although they were caught off guard by the tacit cooperation of the other party when they first engaged in the battle, and they lost more than a dozen people, but at the same time, they also aroused the combat genes in their bones.

The orcs who can be promoted to the big guy are definitely the best in a thousand, and the morale is absolutely not to say, just look at the kicking teeth, and he has gone through countless battles to win the favor of the second brother and become one of them.

If the Tomb Guardian is an immovable mountain, then the Orcs are a wild fire.

With the support of the old rotten tooth's various magic, the desire to fight was completely ignited, and the orc boys quickly stabilized their position, and they gave full play to their innate fighting talent, under the leadership of the leading Smu and Kick Tooth, they rushed into the bone frame at the first time, regardless of losses, and used scars and blood to fight a bloody path, disrupting the opponent's neat formation.

It turned out that this was the only way to give full play to the advantages of the orcs in the scramble, and with the advantage of numbers, the tide of the battle was quickly reversed, and although a group of big guys had to stop and fall forever, the balance of victory had begun to tilt in favor of the greenskins.

Because of this, Old Rotten Fang also had more energy to pay attention to the battle between the boss and the tomb scorpion on the other side, especially when he felt the movement of the wind of death and found out that the other party had a very powerful lich priest, and he was even more worried about the safety of the stone.

He knew that the leader deliberately split the boys and fought against the most powerful enemy alone, which was worthy of being a hairy divine choice, too aaagh! Finish!

When he looked to the side again, he happened to see the stone violently shattering the giant scorpion's big claws, and the old goblin was so enthusiastic that he just wanted to rush up himself.

But soon he calmed down, because the magic purple wind in the air suddenly became agitated again.

A gray light that was imperceptible to the naked eye flashed and disappeared, and something even stranger happened.

Dozens or hundreds of gray shadows rose from the orcs and shattered skeletons of the dead in battle, and then surged in one direction like a torrent.

Following the direction they were heading, Old Rotten Fang noticed that the lich priest had raised his staff again.

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I have to admit that the opponent was able to smash the hard carapace of the tomb giant scorpion in a hard-hitting situation, which greatly surprised Karitaman, but he quickly suppressed the surprise in his heart, nothing else, because there was a backhand.

"Diedera's Eternal Death Curse", "Sox's Exorcism Curse", two Nehekara magic spells were cast one after another.

The former is dedicated to collecting the souls of the recently deceased on the battlefield, while the latter is a special spell that he has newly developed after awakening.

A full hundred souls rushed from the battlefield in another section, and both orcs and ancient Nehekara warriors were directly submerged into the tomb giant scorpion.

The effect is remarkable, the spider webs on the giant scorpion's body are generally cracked and begin to heal quickly, and what is even more terrifying is that even the broken right pincer has begun to recover.

In his hands, as long as there is enough soul, even a broken structure can be restored, this is the real undead army!

"Lost! There is still such an operation! ”

The stone who witnessed it secretly cursed in his heart, and had to shout at the shrimp knight who was playing soy sauce all the time:

"Leave it alone here, go do that priest!"

PS: I wanted to explode tomorrow, but I suddenly heard that the university seniors came to Guangzhou for treatment, cancer, and I was going to visit tomorrow, so I can only update it as much as possible, and I wish the boys a good New Year and good health!!! The body is aaaagh! The capital!