The two races that had been fighting together on both sides ended their entanglement in an instant and retreated back, leaving a large cleared space except for the corpses that could not be taken away. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two little giants walked together into the field.

Emorys. The War Crown carried a huge hammer made of Mithril in his hand and wore steel armor, while the orc chieftain King Oboyd was far from it, the weapon in his hand was only a black iron axe, and it was wearing a few pieces of poor iron leather armor.

However, a duel between two people is not something that can be determined by equipment alone.

Emorys. The War Crown's face was solemn, but King Obaud always had a confident and bloodthirsty smile.

"Kill!"

"Drink!!"

After the two of them walked to the center of the battlefield, they didn't talk much nonsense and started directly, and the tentative attack was a collision of weapons without any fancy weapons!

"Bang!"

A huge wave of qi spread out in the center of the two large weapons, and the surrounding dwarves and orcs were blown back and forth.

And in the center of the ground where the two of them stood, cracks appeared from the surface like dense spider webs, and it was just the aftermath of the ordinary impact that actually caused cracks in the granite slabs......

"The power is still so-so! See how your agility goes! ”

King Obaud sneered, and he suddenly withdrew his axe, then stepped forward and swung it out and smashed it into the opponent's neck.

The War Crown also reacted quickly and reached to the left side with a hammer to block, but when the big axe slashed up, the Dwarven King didn't feel much force coming from above......

The War Crown suddenly felt bad, this was a false trick of the other party, and he was deceived by the orc who seemed to be straightforward!

However, the dwarven race is naturally the lowest among all the races on the planet Dragel in terms of flexibility, and at this time, the gigantic dwarven agility has been reduced to a point where those who see it are sad and those who hear it cry.

So much so that although the dwarf king realized that it was not good, he could do nothing but watch as the orc chief smashed his punching fist into his chest.

"Bang!"

The stainless steel armor he was wearing burst instantly, followed by the silver stone skin it had brought from the gods......

"Poof!"

The crown of war spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and he was punched by the opponent at a distance of 3,4 meters.

The power of the orcs is originally the most powerful of all normal humanoid races, and now there is also the bonus of "rage", and the single power attribute of King Obaud is about to break through the sky.

Even the King of the Dwarves, the Son of the Earth, who has always been known for his resistance to beating, was at least 1/3 of his HP lost by the opponent's punch.

It's just that the dwarf king can't just be beaten and not fight back, just between the lightning and flint just now, the war crown's years of combat experience made him make the right choice in an instant, and since he could no longer block the opponent's attack, the war crown waved his hammer with lightning and smashed it over, and also smashed King Obaud into a strong knot, knocking the other party to the ground with a hammer.

"Click!"

The orc chief didn't know how many bones were smashed in one fell swoop, and about 1/3 of his own blood was also smashed.

This short three-round encounter ended in a tie in which the two sides did not take advantage of each other?

It's a pity that King Obaud doesn't think so!

The orc chief turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, then got up, put his hand on his chest, and pushed hard to correct the broken bones in his body.

"Tsk, you thundering dwarves are really strong in combat power, either become mages or become more powerful warriors, you warriors who have been blessed by the dwarf gods are all powerful professionals."

King Odebo stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

The first few words of the old orc were all praising the king of the dwarves, but people couldn't help but feel a little strange in surprise, are the orcs really such a group of people with noble character?

"But you know, the more powerful the profession, the more valuable the commemorative trophy, your head is my private collection, my orcs and I have tasted a lot of dwarven meat, there are gold dwarves, silver dwarves, iron dwarves, shield dwarves, gray dwarves."

"But I still haven't tasted the flesh and blood of the Thundering Son, so it must taste very good!"

King Aubard's words caused an immediate uproar among the dwarves.

Emorys. The War Crown snorted heavily when he heard this, and said a very classic "There is a kind of come!" ”。

However, the corners of the orc chieftain's mouth curled slightly, revealing a mysterious smile.

This expression is too rare for an "upright" orc......

King Obaud swung his battle axe and rushed over again, this time it jumped high and directly condescended with a powerful [Jump Slash]!

The dwarf king snorted coldly again with disdain, this kind of straightforward attack is too whimsical to defeat himself, and it has already been hit once by the opponent's next move, this time the other party is on guard against it!

It's just that at this time, a strange scene happened!

It was about to raise the hammer above its head, but a tingling sensation suddenly came from its muscles!

"Bang!"

King Orebond's axe slashed the War Crown to the ground......

The dwarves exclaimed.

How could their king, the most powerful of dwarven warriors, be knocked to the ground with a single blow?

"Do you feel a little numb in your limbs and a little dizzy in your head right now?"

The orc chief sneered, and instead of taking advantage of the victory, it took a step back and stared at the War Crown.

"I'm sorry, but when I hit you in the chest in the front, I smeared the venom from the mouth of the six-headed lizard on you."

"That's the overlord of the swamp, and we orcs were expelled from here by you back then, and we paid a huge price to kill one in the swamp of sorrow."

"Well, it still tastes good!"

King Oboyd's words caused the War Crown's pupils to shrink dramatically, and he trembled and stretched out his finger to point at the other party.

"You! How dare you play yin? ”

"yes, I'm just yin you, how about it? Who said orcs can't calculate others? ”