Locke raised the Destroyer of Worlds in his hand and said, "Time begins, it's the first minute. ”

Ocalal, the ogre king, has lost all his sanity, and although the demon's power is unparalleled, the power of chaos erodes reason is also very powerful, and soon, the ogre king has become a killing machine.

The last time he duel with the Ogre King, this stupid thing didn't allow his ogre soldiers to consume, which Locke regarded as a ridiculous mistake, and the reason why he felt that he could defeat the Ogre King in three minutes was because, around him, there were all the armies of the forest trolls.

"Forest trolls, shoot." Locke said calmly, he didn't retreat at the moment because he was afraid of the ogre king Ocalal, nor did he rush up to fight with the ogre king Ocalal because of the desire to fight, but just stood quietly in place, watching the overwhelming throwing weapons shoot at the ogre king Ocalar not far away.

Although most of the throwing weapons were blocked by Ocalal's iron armor, there were still a few spears inserted into the skin of the ogre king Ocalar.

Getting closer and closer, this ogre king was contaminated with demonic powers, so his movement speed was very fast, and in less than thirty seconds, he had already rushed in front of Locke.

Locke's palm bloomed with a shadow light, and then stabbed the Destroyer of Worlds in his hand with hatred towards the Ogre King Ocalar, when the blade penetrated the stomach of the Ogre King Ocalar, Locke quickly and gracefully pulled the Destroyer of Worlds out of the Ogre King's abdomen, and quickly jumped back a few steps.

"Second minute."

"For example, your existence is a good demonstration to everyone, even if you have the power of demons, you are still not worth mentioning in the Arathi Heights."

The Forest Troll's throwing weapon has reached its second round. At this time, the spear in the sky had already penetrated some of the iron armor on the chest of the ogre king Ocalal, inserting one cut after another in his body. Ogre King Ocalal was covered in blood, but he didn't give up on his back. He continued to charge towards Locke.

"Look closely, stupid ogre, this is the third minute." Locke also rushed forward, and the Destroyer of Worlds in his hand directly locked onto the neck of Ocalar, the ogre king.

"Wow"

Blood spurted out of Ocalal's throat, and then the ogre king had no more life in his nose, and even more exaggeratedly, the ogre king Ocalal even raised the mace in his hand and made a gesture to hit it.

"This is what happens when you are tainted with demonic powers and mixed with the evil god Haka." Locke quickly pulled the Destroyer of Worlds out of Ocalal's throat and defined it.

"You've gained 4,500 experience."

This huge amount of experience points made Locke feel that this battle was very worthwhile. However, Locke has no intention of using up his experience points now, and if he has them, then the next time he fights, he can level up again and get the equivalent of two lives.

"It's time to clean up the battlefield." Locke thought to himself, he carefully looked at the ogre king in front of him, and then picked up the mace in the hand of the ogre king.

Item: Iron Arm (Finest Grade)

Attributes: Attack power 60-100

Strength +4

Yellow Letter: An Ogre Chieftain's special weapon, designed to attack lazy ogres.

The war is over. Under the dark and dreary sky, the ogre's bonfire was exceptionally bright, and in the light of the flames, the ogre's corpses were placed everywhere, and the sticky blood also formed one blood after another on the uneven ground.

Locke gently waved the ogre stick in his hand, and the sound of "snort" breaking through the air attracted the eyes of a large number of forest trolls.

It's a superb weapon, that's what most forest trolls have in mind.

"Ahda, this weapon is yours." Locke casually threw the ogre stick in his hand to the forest troll not far away, only to see the forest troll excitedly catch the ogre's stick, and then wave the stick excitedly.

With an artifact like the Destroyer of Worlds, it was difficult for Locke to get his hands on such a sophisticated weapon, and instead of hiding it in a chest to chill the forest trolls, it was not a reward for his minions to make them more loyal to him. But Locke also knew that such loyalty would not last long, after all.

Intelligent beings are forgetful creatures.

In Locke's boss panel, the cursor in the Hall of Stonefist has turned blue, which means that this ogre stronghold belongs to Locke's commander completely.

Stronghold: Hall of the Fist of Stone

Food: 500

Gold: 0

Wood: 100

Crystal: 0

Steel: 0

Population: 56/500

Seeing this, Locke couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, among the only 56 remaining populations, I am afraid that there are still 36 human slaves among them, and there are only 20 ogres who surrendered.

Locke took a few steps forward and walked in front of the ogre king's corpse, he sat on the ogre king's corpse, and used the Destroyer of Worlds station: "You ogres, who is the highest captain?" ”

The ogres seemed to be frightened, and they crouched on the ground one after another, not daring to move, and even the courage to blame each other had been lost.

This scene also made Locke lose his interest in interrogating these ogres, he looked at Ah Da and said: "Ah Da, from now on, you will be the leader of the Stone Fist Hall, you will lead these ogres, and you will be responsible for me, do you understand?" ”

Ah Da was excited, and he nodded excitedly and happily, for fear that Locke would take back this order. When he was a little troll, he thought about how good it would be if he could become the leader of the tribe, but as he grew up, this matter became very light, because in the Deadwood Tribe, Zulman's authority was unstoppable.

But now, this human being, who is protected by the gods, has actually given him such a chance. This couldn't help but make Ah Da's eyes turn red with emotion.

At this moment, Locke's mind did not put on the Stone Fist Hall, he had already looked at the sky not far away, it was darkness, Locke knew that at the end of the darkness, there was a farm, where food could be produced.

Food is the source of life and the root of tribal development, and the failure of forest trolls for thousands of years is that there is no strong economic foundation. You know, if there is not enough food, there is not enough population, and even less there are enough fighters.

"Ah Da, you led the ogres to bury all the corpses here in the Deadwood Tribe. Take care of the dirt here. Locke slapped his palms, and the velociraptor quickly rushed to Locke's side, and the velociraptor golden pupils were also full of excitement, as if he was also proud of Locke's victory.

Locke quickly climbed onto the velociraptor back, and then said to the forest troll in the darkness, "Everyone, now follow me to the Geshak Farm not far away. ”

"Of course, don't forget to bring humans."