Chapter 145: Leader
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Above Zoro's eyes, the curved eyebrows resembled a deep serpentine groove. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ info From the bottom of the helmet, you can see that the eyebrows are slightly raised.
Male ogres, he had experienced it a long time ago.
These powerful ogres are killing machines for ordinary people, but they are just clumsy animals that can only use brute force.
Phewββββββ
The figure, which has been under the attention of all eyes and secretly guessed, suddenly moved.
When they saw Zoro suddenly stand up from the body of the war bear, everyone's eyelids jumped.
"Go, tell the treasurer that the Templars win!"
Hearing the countess's words, the attendant next to him looked puzzled. But seeing that the countess was not in a hurry, she looked down at the ogres and smiled.
"Four hundred ogres, a hundred elite members of any A-class mercenary group can be killed, if these Templars don't even have this strength, then how dare they challenge the entire mercenary city."
The countess's words were soon confirmed.
When the Chosen Templar, who had taken the lead in fighting an ogre, was frustrated, he increased the force in his hand and the arc of his blade increased.
In an instant, the clumsy ogre felt a slash in his abdomen, and he lost his strength, and the chains fell from his hands to the ground, and a puddle of viscera and fishy liquid poured to the ground.
"Kill!"
The Tiger Roar of the Chosen Templars made everyone no longer doubt that this was a group of Templars worthy of the name. It's even possible that they are from the Imperial City!
A hundred Chosen Templars, like lightning, rushed towards hundreds of ogres.
"Don't use Templar skills, use the most direct way possible, get to know these ugly creatures."
Sauron gave orders to a hundred Chosen Templars in a language that only the Hawkmen could understand. In the senses of the onlooker, this cold and hoarse syllable adds to his mystery.
The battle started again, and Sauron wouldn't scare the entire mercenary city with a single move.
Throw away your weapons, meet a bunch of ogres empty-handed, and be surrounded. The faces of everyone in the audience changed, and they all couldn't help but stand up.
Obviously, everyone can feel that Sauron is the heart of this team. But it was this mysterious leader, who was surrounded by five or six ogres in an instant, and he actually disdained to use weapons.
One of the strongest ogres took a heavy stride, swung two iron fists, opened its bloody jaws, and roared at Sauron.
In the meantime, sticky, brushed saliva spit out and landed on the golden armor.
Zoro couldn't help but be furious, the power and speed effect of the Eagle King Ten Stars made everyone not see clearly, he hit the stomach of the behemoth in front of him with one knee, and then grabbed the chain that the ogre wrapped around his body, slammed, and pressed to the ground and beat him.
Bang bang bang......
Three punches in a row. How many eyeballs exploded. He actually pressed a leader-level ogre to the ground and beat him to vomit blood.
After three punches, the ogre did not show weakness and vigorously flew Sauron on his back. Somersault stood up, dodged Zoro's leg blow in a flash, the soles of his feet moved forward, and the palms of his hands accurately grabbed the flying Zoro and lifted him to the ground, pressing on the ground according to the armor was a furious two or three punches, but just as the ogre was about to punch the fourth punch.
But Sauron, who was completely fine, tightly pinched his fat wrist, and he couldn't break free.
The ogre roared in pain, but Sauron continued to use brute force, the brute force of a demigod.
Easily rolled over and lifted his boots, kicking the ogre in the belly.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but at least everyone is rubbing their eyes vigorously. The power of the ogre was actually no match for a small human, and it flew out more than ten meters away with this kick, and even spit out the internal organs, and it was ...... Not really!!???
Shocked, continued shock.
This kind of power made everyone stunned and poked there like half a piece of wood.
What the hell is going on in the world?
Who's the ogre?
This visually subversive battle makes the audience feel as if they have been struck by lightning. Until there was another 'coaxing' sound in the ears, and while all eyes continued to watch, everyone seemed to be pricked by a sharp needle, and their whole bodies were a little numb.
Another ogre was knocked flying.
Face the third, fourth, and fifth ogre siege.
I saw three pairs of fists burst out, and the wind of fists that were wrapped in chains and whistled towards Zoro on the field!
All the audience held their breath, because in everyone's eyes, Sauron didn't have time to make a defensive move at this time, when he saw six fists smashed towards his head, and if these fists were smashed, no matter whose life was estimated to be there.
Zoro didn't have time to retreat, so he had to use his arms to catch the ogre's fist!
Click! Hear that.
Everyone is speculating that those arms are going to be ruined by the ogre!
Just listen to the sound. It makes people feel a burst of heart-rending pain.
However, it was actually an ogre who was screaming, and his position was misaligned, and his fist hit the fist, and the ogre's finger bones shattered.
Hit by the iron fists of three ogres at the same time, Zoro didn't feel good either.
At this moment, he felt that his arms were as heavy as iron. For a few seconds, there was no strength to fend off the ogre's attack!
The two ogres became even more ferocious when they saw that their companions were injured. Then there was another round of attacks on Zoro's head!
Zoro wanted to resist, but his sore arm couldn't lift any strength at all, so he reluctantly pulled it down.
"Roll !!"
In an instant, Zoro let out a cold snort, as a demigod, he hadn't taken a few ogres in his eyes, and kicked forward twice like lightning.
In the midst of countless widening eyes, the tall bodies of the two ogres. Just like that, he flew straight out, and a perfect vicious dog pounced on the ground, and the whole tone came into close contact with the ground, and there was friction for a short distance, and the faces of the two ogres were shaved with flesh and blood.
Huhuββββ
Throughout the stands, thousands of gamblers, spectators. Seeing that the warriors on the field were empty-handed to deal with several ogres, all of them seemed to be dry in their throats, and swallowed two or three mouthfuls of saliva one after another.
Feeling his sore arms regain their strength, Zoro took a few strides and came to the back of the fallen ogre with agility, grabbing the opponent's strong, noduled arm. With a hard twist, he couldn't follow the exclamation in the stands, and with a click, the ogre's shoulder joint was dislocated, and a large muscle was torn.
Wait until Sauron unscrews the ogre's other arm. The other party's frantic screams rang out.
An ogre is facing the fate of being dismembered, providing an escape opportunity for another injured ogre not far away.
Apparently. Even in the eyes of savage creatures like ogres, they are terrified and frightened by their unique presence. I saw that the ogre, who was still fierce just now, was like a poor rabbit, his blood-red and green pupils were dilated, and he stared at the direction of the gate and ran desperately.
"Want to escape?"
Zoro Xun stood up, the tiger strode under his feet, the heavy combat boots slammed the ground, and his whole body rose into the air with the help of his whole body, spun in the air, and swept over the top of the ogre's head, two palms, one grabbed the ugly sticky head, twisted it hard, and there was a numbing 'click', Sauron's body landed steadily a few meters in front of the ogre, and in his hand was the head of an ogre.
Seeing the corpse spraying liquid, relying on inertia, running a distance of several meters, Sauron seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and he turned sideways to avoid the ogre's headless corpse and fell down.
At this moment, the people who witnessed this scene only felt a stream of blood rushing to their heads, and their heads buzzed. Unscrewed off an ogre's head with his bare hands, causing the audience to fall into their pants with a frightened heart.
Is killing the most instinctive human desire? Do people kill because they feel threatened, or because of the pleasure of killing itself?
"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"
In the strong, manic, shrill cries of thousands of people around.
The spears and swords of the Chosen Templars were stained with blood. People enjoy the fear of dominating those who are powerless to resist, and the ogre is an animal that is not even a sapient being.
The half-hour battle of a hundred Chosen Templars presented an intense, bloody visual treat for the audience in the Mercenary City Arena.
When the last ogre had blood in his throat, his wounds were already exhausted, and he fell to his knees weakly. From behind the ogre, the Chosen Templar slashed his sword and slashed the vicious and ugly revelations, pushing the strong atmosphere in the arena to the highest point for a while!
"Whew! Call! Call! Call! Call! β
The countess looked at the ogre corpses on the field and looked at the boiling people. Nodding to the attendant next to him, he followed closely, and at the edge of the arena's ten-meter-high height, tens of thousands of gold coins poured into the arena.
Four wins in a row, which is a reward for the winner.
At the same time, it is also an incentive for challengers. Because from the fifth game onwards, these 'Templars' will become the challenged in the arena, and the mercenary groups large and small will become the challengers.
If the 'Templars' continued to win, the bounty will be doubled. Losing tens of thousands of gold coins will belong to the challenger and earn the Terminator Mercenary Badge of Glory.
"In the fifth game, one hundred vs five hundred, no matter how strong your combat power is, how long can you hold it. But which of the three temples were they? The corners of the countess's mouth curled. Although she was equally shocked by the bravery and prowess of the mysterious Templars, she did not continue to look favorably on them. Judging by the half-hour battle. The ogres had already consumed more than half of their physical strength.
"Hahahaha, don't rob Lao Tzu, the Night Mercenary Group will become the terminator."
Looking at the back of the Night Mercenary-level mercenary leader Bloody Hoof, the countess snorted, "Greedy, irascible orcs. But it is undeniable that the strength of these barbaric alien races is very strong. β
Orcs are of different races. Let the orc's skin color be between green, yellow, and gray. The appearance of ordinary orcs has strong short legs and long arms, like an ape.
Their heads are usually rough black, ranging from black-brown to dark black to fiery red.
And many orc leaders generally have fiery red bloodthirsty eyes. This is the sign of the orc collar.
Bloody hooves are a typical collar. The heavy head was directly erected on his neck, giving him the impression of a hunched back. His brother is also said to have been a general of a legion.
The tough, fiery red skin is very different from the rest of the orcs. Born leaders, all orcs from the Warhammer Clan, from the world of the desert underground. The cavern is a lava-strewn underground world called the Flame Rift.
Warhammer Orcs are not only the leaders of the Orcs, but they are also very intelligent and sometimes cunning than the average clumsy Orcs. Like most orcs, they are very belligerent.
So much so that the whole society is based on war, and this desire for war is the expression of orc civilization.
"Roar---My brother Walter is the general of the Night Legion, and the members of our Night Mercenary Regiment are all elite warriors from the Legion. Killing a Templar is not a felony in the City of Mercenaries, but I would advise you to abandon your weapons and surrender! β
Bloodhoof yells at Sauron. Behind him were five hundred orc warriors. All the same, the equipment and weapons of the regular regiments. Just erased the imperial insignia and imprint from it.
"The Night Legion is the regular legion of the Empire. You are deserters and traitors, and your family and friends will be put to death. β
Zoro stared coldly at the group of orc warriors, his tone unusually cold.
Ten years ago, the orcs from the Wastelands further west of the Savage Continent were favored by the gods of the sky, allowing them to trade war for glory.
"My god, the warriors of the orc race will fight for you, for the Empire! The faith of the orcs will all converge under your throne. β
Zoro still remembered that under the leadership of Og, the orc patriarchs and priests of all sizes generally knelt under the four-wheeled chariot pulled by four war horses.
Sacrifice your glory and loyalty to the gods of the sky.
As a reward and gift, Sauron also gave the orcs 10,000 Kodo beasts in the red canyon corral.
Anyway, one day, the orcs unexpectedly showed their weapons to the god of the sky. It was an unforgivable betrayal, even if the poor Bloodhoof didn't know Sauron's true identity. But he knew that standing in front of him was a group of Templars.
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"What a joke. This is the Age of Evil, and it has long been not an Age of Evil. Even you Templars have joined the mercenaries, so why can't we orcs? β
Bloodhoof roared at Sauron. He may be the first orc in the world to roar at the god of the sky.
Visually, five hundred orc warriors were clad in armor, but they usually had a pair of sharp fangs in their lower lip. Orcs have long, pointy ears, flat noses, and are usually turned upwards. The lower jaw protrudes so that the fangs can protrude right through the middle, and the fangs can usually grow to the point where they reach the orc's nose.
This whole appearance makes the orcs look somewhere between humans and beasts. (To be continued.) )