Makgoras, the tradition of the orcs. In the orc tradition, the www.biquge.info is a one-on-one duel between two sides, and in orc language, Makgoras means a duel of glory. It is worth mentioning that in this duel, both sides can only carry one weapon, and cannot use magic or sorcery.

It may seem fair, but as a Death Knight who is more adept at using spells to fight, that's the biggest injustice to Belmont.

"Thank you for speaking for me, warrior!" Belmont said to Leonidas.

"No thanks, Your Excellency!" Leonidas replied, "But, to carry out the words of Makgoras, you ......"

"I don't just use spells!"

"Although my swordsmanship is not as powerful as magic, it is enough to deal with a provocative guy!"

"Come on! Death Knight! Largo shouted at Belmont.

"Alright! Quick! Belmont turned to look at Largo and said, "Well, why don't you take off your armor first?" ”

"No, my tomahawk is enough to tear you apart, Death Knight!"

"Well, don't regret it! Blackstone Orcs! Belmont took Oberline's hilt and held it in his hand. Come on, Blackstone Orcs! ”

"Roar!"

Largo roared, bent slightly in his hand, and rushed straight towards Belmont. When he came to the front of Belmont, he directly raised his tomahawk and slashed down at Belmont's head.

Qiang !!

Oberline's blade blocked the slash of the battle axe.

"Oooh oh ......"

“...... Beat him, Largo, beat that elf......"

"Death Knight, teach that Blackstone orc a lesson......"

“Mak’gora...... Victory! ”

“...... Come on, elf, take over that orc......"

The orcs and trolls who were watching around almost all shouted and shouted slogans when they saw the two of them attacking. Some orcs even hammered their chests hard, and even the few elves watched the duel intently.

“Loktarogar！” The blackstone orcs, who were stimulated by the atmosphere around them, couldn't help but scream. His eyes were full of bloodshots, and he held the tomahawk in his hand tighter.

After the slash was blocked, Largo quickly drew his tomahawk. The blades of the axe and the blade of the sword intersected, colliding into a bright spark. The first slash missed, but Largo then used his tomahawk to slash at Belmont a second time.

With a slight turn of the hilt, Belmont blocked the tomahawk's slash with Oberline. Not only that, at this time, Belmont pressed down and pressed the tomahawk held by Largo.

"Roar! Death Knight, you can't stop me! Largo roared, muscles tense and veins bulging in his two arms gripping the tomahawk, holding Belmont's sword edge firmly. With a click, Largo pressed the tomahawk back down.

"Yes, poor worm!" Belmont scoffed, "You haven't noticed it yet, have you?" I'm using one hand, and I'm going to fight you again! ”

"What!" Largo was startled and looked at Belmont's hand. At this time, as Belmont said, Belmont was holding the hilt of the sword with his left hand.

From the very beginning, Belmont was just holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, fighting against Largo.

As Largo was slightly distracted, Belmont's free right hand clenched into a fist and suddenly slammed into Largo's face.

"Hmm......"

Largo, who was punched in the face, snorted, and his strength was suddenly dispersed, and at this time, Belmont used his left hand to directly pick up the battle axe held in Largo's hand with Oberline. Then, he kicked Largo in the chest, knocking him to the ground.

"How now? Blackstone orcs? Belmont stuck the blade of his sword into the ground and asked the orc who had fallen to the ground, "Do you want to fight again?" ”

“...... Bah! Again! Roar! Largo, who fell to the ground, spat at the foam, struggled to get up from the ground, and did not pick up the lost tomahawk, but threw himself at Belmont with his free hands.

Largo raised a right hook and landed at Belmont and pulled away, and Belmont dodged Largo's punch. But Largo's left hand grabbed Belmont's shoulder.

“Loktar！”

Largo roared, and with all the strength of his left hand, pulled Belmont over. With a top of his right shoulder, Largo grabbed Belmont and threw him directly over the shoulder, smashing him to the ground.

Touch!

"Roar!"

After throwing Belmont to the ground, Largo straightened up and raised his hands and roared. And the audience on the side also called for this.

"Well done, ...... Largo"

“...... Elves, stand up ......"

"Oh....... Death Knight, stand up and keep fighting! ”

“......”

......

"What's it called! Orcs, it's not over yet! Just as Largo was triumphant, Belmont's voice rang out, and before Largo could react, he felt his armor being grabbed by a hand, and the next moment it flew out in a whirlwind.

Belmont, who rushed up from the ground, directly grabbed the armor on Largo's body when he was proud, and directly grabbed the orc in front of him, which was more than 2 meters tall and a whole head taller than him, and threw it out, throwing it 5 or 6 meters away.

"Ancestral Souls......"

"Oh, Death Knight, awesome!"

"Hahaha, Largo was thrown into the mud by a dog!"

“...... Hahaha......"

Largo wasn't feeling good at this time, he could feel the aches all over his body, and when he fell to the ground, his head hit the ground first. At this moment, I was dizzy for a while, and I couldn't react.

Belmont walked up directly, picked up the tomahawk that Largo had dropped, came to Largo, who had not yet come to his senses, and lifted him up. And, the tomahawk was placed around Largo's neck.

"Hmm...... It's ......"

"You've lost! Orcs! ”

"I ......."

"How?" Belmont pressed the blade of the axe against Largo's neck, scratching a set of tiny blood marks. "Do you want to fight?"

“...... No, no need! Largo finally came to his senses, looked at the tomahawk around his neck, and said to Belmont, "You win, you win the sacred Maggoras, I lose!" ”

"Then I, as the team leader, don't you object!"

"Of course! The winner deserves to lead! ”

"That's good!" Belmont let go of her hand, took the tomahawk off, and shoved it into Largo's hand.

"So, who else is going to fight me!" Belmont shouted to the onlookers.

“...... Belmont, Loktar! ”

“...... The winner is this elf......"

"Oh, at your service, Commander!"

"Belmont, Dabu!"

“...... Dabu......”

“...... Dabu。 ”

“Dabu。”

“Dabu。”

“Dabu。”

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"Since there is no objection, then, now all obey my orders."

"Go and get your weapons in order, go and get your mounts ready."

"One hour later, we set off and headed to the farm."