"Human, this arm is thanks to you, so you can also feel the pain of losing it. ”

Sizai walked up to Motian and said unhurriedly.

Mo Tian raised his head and smiled coldly, then sat up hard, during which he could hear the click of bones.

Sizai didn't stop him, in his subconscious, he felt that this human being had become like this, it was the end of a strong crossbow, and there was no threat like ants.

Mo Tian leaned against a broken tree, stared at Sizai and smiled lightly: "Your name is Sizai, right?"

Sizai said without thinking: "My name is Sizai, what's wrong?"

"Let me tell you a story!" Mo Tian said suddenly.

"Are you insane, are you caught in the door? ”

Si Zai didn't care what Motian had to say, and wanted to repay the pain he had suffered.

"Yes, Sizai, this human is clearly stalling for time, what are you waiting for?

We're waiting to see a good show, don't keep us waiting too long. ”

The other lizardmen shouted.

"Okay, okay, I'll be right away..." Si Zai was halfway through his words, when suddenly a mouthful of blood arrow erupted from his mouth.

"Poof..."Sizai's eyes widened, and he pointed at Motian in disbelief and said, "You..."

Then he fell in a pool of blood, no breathing, and his eyes were still staring at him after death.

The smiling faces of Jonte and his little brothers not far away suddenly froze, and for a while, there was a palpitating breath in the air.

"Is this the Dire Wolf Clan?" Strongt was shocked by the scene that was happening in front of him.

I saw that when Sizai was about to make a move, Mo Tian used the last magic power to launch the acceptance magic and enter the state of the Dire Wolf Ancestor.

For a while, the strength surged like waves in the sea, and the injuries on his body were temporarily recovered.

However, this state can only last for two minutes, and after two minutes, Mo Tian will enter a state of weakness, and then he will not even be as good as an ordinary person.

At first, there was no need to receive magic, and Motian's purpose was very clear, that is, he planned to escape in one fell swoop when the strong and special forces were relaxed.

But the other orcs around are gathering here, even if they get rid of Strong, they will be caught by other orcs, which is actually a dead end.

Just before, Harpy's words gave Motian hope, so he can only gamble now, betting that the people of the empire will arrive in two minutes.

After incarnating as the ancestor of the dire wolf, Mo Tian solved the four boys in an instant.

After Si Zai fell, he suddenly launched an offensive against the strong ones.

After all, the state of the Dire Wolf Ancestor can only last for two minutes, time is money, and time is life, so there can be no waste of it.

"Lord Strong, is this a human or an orc?" one of the lizardmen asked in confusion when he saw Motian's appearance.

"I don't know, I don't want to know, this time we must not procrastinate, we must solve this trouble quickly. ”

Qiang Te was furious, regretting why he didn't solve Motian earlier, causing a fellow clan to be killed under his nose, since the incident had already happened, he could only deal with it first.

The remaining three little brothers of Qiangte were the first to rush towards Motian, and their mouths shouted: "Sizai, we want to avenge you." ”

Jonte was still in deep remorse at this time, and he only reacted when he heard the sound.

He shouted in the loudest voice, "Come back quickly, you are no match for him." "But it was too late.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Mo Tian's mouth, and he said indifferently: "You guys should also go down to accompany him." ”

"Bang!" the two sides collided together, and Mo Tian first blasted a lizardman into the ground with a punch, like a squeezed sponge, and hung up on the spot.

With one more kick, he kicked the other lizardman in two, and the scene was very bloody.

It all happened very quickly, in the blink of an eye.

The biggest reason why these two lizardmen were able to be dealt with so quickly was that they miscalculated Motian's strength.

Mo Tian, who has incarnated into the state of the ancestor of the dire wolf, has to take it seriously even if he is strong.

If you want to blame them, they don't know anything about strength.

The third lizardman was a beat slower than the previous two lizardmen, and when he saw this scene, he knelt down in front of Motian.

He knelt down not to beg Mo Tian to let him go, but from the deepest fear in his heart, a very instinctive reaction.

Just like in nature, many animals encounter their natural predators, and many do very abnormal things because of fear or fear.

"Cut!" Mo Tian looked grim, raised his arm, and sent a blade of light at the lizardman kneeling on the ground.

"Poof!" After the white light passed, the lizardman turned into a cloud of blood mist, like the sunset in the afterglow, bright and dazzling.

Since then, there has been no one left with the little brother brought by Qiangte.

After solving them, Mo Tian did not stop, flashed in front of Qiangte as fast as he could, and punched without emotion.

The punch was so powerful that it seemed to be able to break through space.

Before Jonte could react, the beast armor was hit in the abdomen just after it was activated, and gastric juice spurted out of his mouth along with blood.

He was punched into the air, and then Mo Tian's figure flashed, almost instantly, and kicked a kick at Jonte.

Jonte spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and was smashed into the ground like a meteorite, and the ground made a strong vibration sound, and the splashed earth was several meters high.

"Damn!" roared Jonte.

Mo Tian also knew that he didn't fall so quickly, even if he had lost a leg by himself before, but when he really fought, he was not his opponent.

Strong entered a berserk state again, but because one leg was abolished, his combat power decreased a little, and his speed was obviously not as fast as Motian.

Motian is like a smart squirrel, he can attack freely on Jonte and retreat safely.

The two sides fought several back and forth, and from the point of view of the battle, it seemed that Motian had the advantage, and in just a dozen seconds, there were many more blood holes on Strong's body.

On the other hand, Motian has no wounds on his body, but as time passes, the gain brought by the Dire Wolf Ancestor state is slowly weakening.

"It's almost over, how come the people of the empire, there hasn't been any movement yet. ”

Mo Tian was anxious, if the people of the empire did not show up again, he would be trampled into pulp by Qiangte.

He believed that there would be no hesitation at this time.

Because Mo Tian inherited the various talents of the Dire Wolf Ancestor, his various perceptions are better than many orcs.

He was able to smell different kinds of orcs in the air, and they were getting closer and closer to him, probably less than a kilometer away.

But there was no human taste, and he wondered if he was wrong in his first guess.

However, Harpy has said wait, then there will definitely be hope.

Once he dies, the demon tail world will be cut off from supply, which is an outcome that neither side wants to see.

Harpy doesn't joke with his life.

Halfway through the time, Mo Tian became more and more anxious, and began to be absent-minded, and the sudden distraction made Jonte seize the opportunity and be kicked hard.

Fortunately, Mo Tian is now in the state of the ancestor of the dire wolf, so he broke a few trees, and except for a few skin injuries, there is basically no major problem.

However, because of the distraction at that time, and the buff gradually weakened, Jonte began to gain the upper hand, and the situation became one-sided.

In the face of the violent Qiangte, Motian had no other way than to drag.

All hope is pinned on the moment when the state of the Dire Wolf Ancestor disappears, and a miracle will happen.