"Humph! Weak bed bugs, too weak. ”

The raspy voice of the Lich Priest echoed over the battlefield.

Although the other orcs couldn't understand what he was saying, even if their IQ was below average, they could still hear the deep disdain in the skeleton mage's tone.

The anger in the chests of the big men was instantly ignited, so angry that they forgot even the little fear that came from their hearts at first.

As soon as this skeleton appeared, it sucked up a large group of its own brethren, and kicked their favorite leader in half, and now he dared to speak provocatively, it was unbearable!

The few dozen orcs who were left let out a war cry and charged the Lich Priest from all directions, and they had set an example for them by kicking the tooth just now, and what they had to do was to knock the skeleton to pieces and avenge him and the other brothers.

But this kind of reckless behavior fell in the eyes of several leaders, that is, looking for death, that is, moths to the fire, not to mention the stone himself, the old rotten tooth and Smu, who had a little brain, had already found that the gap between them and their opponents was too big.

Especially the old rotten tooth, he had seen the world with the "Misty Mountain Potbelly King" Gollum before, and the spell used by the other party just now was extremely powerful, in his opinion, only the most powerful shaman black tooth under the Bigbelly King back then could resist it, and even he couldn't stop it when he was at his peak, let alone now.

But no matter how much they shouted, no one paid any attention to them, and they all rushed forward, so they had to look around and find that their leader seemed to be trapped by the spell, so they had to temporarily abandon their men and rush over.

The Scarface orc immediately blocked the boss with his body and looked around vigilantly in case someone sneaked up, while the goblin shaman crouched on the ground and tried to help the boss get out of trouble.

The old rotten tooth is very experienced, and after a few glances, he thought of a solution.

He began to mobilize aaagh in the air! Energy, yellow-green light began to converge in the eyes.

"Vengeful Glare!"

Again, the two beams of light that came out of the old Rotten Fang's eye were much thinner than the previous stone, and more importantly, it would last longer, going from a laser eye to a high-temperature cutter.

Two green filaments shot at the palm of the skeleton's hand that grabbed the stone's feet, and the latter began to dissolve rapidly, making a sound as the strong acid corroded the metal, and at this speed, it would take about another half a minute to dissolve it all.

Although the speed of Old Rotten Fang's method is a little slower, fortunately, it will not cause any damage to the stone, if he uses the "Advanced Vengeance Glare" himself, I am afraid that the skeleton hand will be blown up, and his own legs will also be affected.

While the old shaman was concentrating on using his spells, Stone and Smu continued to pay attention to their every move on the battlefield.

In the sight of the stone, one orc after another went forward and followed, but the result was the same, either he was disemboweled, or he was turned into a dried corpse, and he had no life to survive, he saw his teeth cracked, and his heart was dripping blood, these are all the elite combat power that the tribe has accumulated over the years, and they are all explained here.

Karitaman's arrogant laughter resounded throughout the audience, this was exactly the scene he wanted to see, these green mushrooms really have no brains, they are really good things to use to relieve boredom, but unfortunately there seem to be few of them.

Just as he was about to slow down his killing and enjoy the thrill of taking his life away, a noisy noise came from the other side of the valley.

This familiar sound also made the remaining green-skinned orcs stop, but at this time, there were only about twenty of the original two-hundred-strong personal guards left, and there was not one in ten.

The sound came from the side of the cave, and the movement grew louder and louder, and before long, a particularly tall green-skinned goblin came out of it, and then from behind him, like opening a floodgate, hundreds of green-skinned boys poured out of Ulala, most of them noisy goblins.

Hawkeye, Big Bear, Sgenara, and the newly promoted Shaman Skarsnick came out one by one, and the stone looked back at the familiar faces, and his face did not show any joy, but immediately became solemn.

These green skins that were left on the other side of the cave before are ordinary orc boys and goblin boys, and their strength is far inferior to even the big guys, although there are a large number, but with the strength shown by Karitaman now, no matter how many green skins of this level are sent to death, it is nothing more than something that can be solved by a few group attack spells, if not, then throw a few more.

Sure enough, when he saw the huge army of greenskins, the lich priest was not surprised, and deliberately shouted at the stone:

"Hey, stupid big man, are these all your subordinates, hahaha, I'll just say how did that light mage bring so many people, it turns out that there are so many, it's not in vain that this priest specially suspended the magic circle, with so many fresh souls, when the magic circle is reopened, it won't be long before I can become a new Gu!" Tomb! King! ”

Perhaps because of the stakes of victory, Karitaman became more and more unscrupulous, and in his eyes, whether it was a stone or other green skin, he was a worm to knead by himself, and there was no scruple between his words.

These words fell on the stone's ears, and finally answered his long-standing doubts, it turned out that the "Dusk Curse of the Gods of Nehekhara" was used to make the Lich Priest evolve into the Tomb King? This makes sense, but why didn't I hear about it in my previous life?

But now is not the time to think about this, the whole tribe is at stake.

Fortunately, the old rotten tooth's "vengeful glare" finally worked, and with a puff of white smoke, the skeletal claws wrapped around the stone's ankle finally vanished.

At the sound of Smu's roar, the remaining big guys finally did not continue to step forward to die, but turned around the stone, waiting to meet the other green-skinned boys who had just stepped into the valley.

At this time, Karitaman did not make any moves, and after seeing the green skin like a green tide, he also decided to change his original plan.

He estimated that as long as he got all these green-skinned souls in his hands, the magic circle that had been running for hundreds of years could be completed, and nothing was more important than this, so he decided not to waste any more time and control the dozen or so remaining tomb guards around him to stand in a row and block the front.

As for himself, he concentrated on preparing a large range of top-level group attack magic, striving to deal with these green mushrooms in the shortest possible time, and then re-open the "Dusk Spell Circle of the Gods of Nehekhara" to complete the final step.

Then he will become the first living Tomb King in history, and the flesh and lost organs that have been dried up will grow and recover under the influence of abundant magic, and become stronger and stronger, at which point he will gain true immortality, which even the greatest "Immortal Emperor" Setra cannot do!

PS: The New Year is over, and the new January has arrived, resuming the two mores, by the way, asking for recommended tickets, asking for monthly passes, asking for subscriptions~