Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty-Seven: Ogre

"Ogre?"

Tim screamed and covered his mouth.

The ogre's massive figure was reflected in the mottled rock face, and it was clearly visible in his dark vision, a racial talent of the Zaun.

Not to mention that the enemy still has torches in their hands, and the Zuan people never need this.

This is also one of the main factors in the repeated defeat of the Noxians in the tunnels.

Several people secretly glanced at the muskets in their hands and compared the size of the ogre, each of these big guys was wearing thick armor, and if there was anything enviable about the Noxians, it was that the standard armor on their soldiers was always enviable.

Each of them wore fine iron armor of good quality.

Although the Zuan people have never lacked alchemy items, they cannot be compared with the Noxians, who have almost mastered most of the continent.

Look at the armor these ogres are wearing! It looks like it's a centimeter thick, and it's worn on tall ogres, and with the ogre's naturally tough skin, it's hard to pose a threat to them with muskets in their hands.

Musketeers are the most feared enemies in close combat.

It's a hard bone.

Several people looked at each other,

"Retreat?"

Several figures shrank back quietly.

However, they underestimated the ogre race, although the ogres have always been known for their well-developed limbs and simple minds, among all the intelligent races, the intelligence ranks at the bottom, and even the goblins are inferior.

But the ogre's sense of smell is rare on the continent.

Even in the foul air of the underground pits, they could smell traces of enemies a hundred meters away.

"Enemies?"

Singh?? The stone breaker's face changed, and a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face.

Finally ran into the enemy.

Ogre is as simple as that.

All the smells they had never encountered in their memories were regarded as enemies by them.

Without saying a word, Singh pulled out the javelin behind him and threw it casually, the sharp javelin with a screech through the space and nailed it to the rock wall a few meters away.

Then, Singh grabbed his bone-stick and strode towards it.

"Run!"

The squad leader Matthew couldn't care about keeping silent anymore, and immediately ordered everyone to run in all directions immediately, he didn't know how the enemy found them in the dark, but now there was no time to think about this, the threat of the big guy on the opposite side was real, as long as such a guy rushed in, it would be an absolute disaster for them.

Bang! Bang!

Everything happened too fast, the ogre shook the torch in his hand, and rushed to the front of the reconnaissance team in a blink of an eye, the two unlucky guys in the team, nervously unable to control their emotions, preemptively pulled the trigger, but in such a situation, where could such a shot hit.

But Rao was so, so close, there was still a bullet that slammed into Singh's face armor, Singh's head was immediately stunned, pain and darkness covered his mind, and his neck was almost broken by the powerful impact, but, only a few seconds later, the ogre's powerful recovery force began to work.

The damage to the blood vessels and muscles under the skin of the neck recovered in a very short time, and the brain and optic nerves quickly returned to normal.

The bullet slammed into Singh's visor, smashing into a small round cake, but it didn't get through the visor and into the ogre's head.

Such an injury felt like a tickle to the ogre's senses.

The tall Singh cracked his mouth and smiled, and the next moment, the two-meter-long thick bone stick in his hand had already swirled towards the enemy, accurately hitting a member of the reconnaissance team, and the bone rod in hundreds of kilograms directly broke the entire spine of the whole person, breaking it into a weird angle.

Blood splattered, and the whole human body was like a tender eggshell that had been burst open with a punch.

This scene made the other people's scalps tingle, and they ran away frantically screaming and shouting.

But it's a pity that the little short legs of the Zuan people can outrun the ogre, and the light of the torch in the ogre's hand rushes and jumps, shining into the depths of the tunnel.

There were countless huge ogre figures screaming and rushing up.

Tim saw one of his comrades behind him being chased by an ogre from behind, and when he reached out and grabbed it, he lifted it into the air, and the hideous face roared with his arms, and his comrade's body was torn in half like a toy!

Oh no!

"Tim!"

"Run!"

"That's a monster!"

Matthew's torn throat screamed loudly, the last remaining sound of Tim's memory.

Tim doesn't know anything, he just knows how to run, run like crazy!

He clutched the gun in his hand and crawled through the cave, over the dark river in the tunnel, all the way to the deepest part of the cave...... It wasn't until I don't know how long later that Tim woke up again, looking back around, the whole world seemed to be the only one left, the biting cold, exhaustion and fear took over Tim's body, making him shiver all over, he slowly lowered his head, and once again sat on the ground, hugging his head and crying.

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When Arthur arrived at the front with his Red Star Band, he was in time for a big battle.

Victor was leading the main force of the rebels and the Noxians to fight for the holes of several large mines, and the ground in the vicinity was full of battlefields.

On the plains and hills, countless rebel soldiers fought against the powerful Noxian army on the battlefield, the flames of war and gunpowder were filled, and the sparkle of magic dominated the sky above the battlefield, and the whole battlefield was like a pot of boiling hot porridge, blood and killing were deadly spices.

But in the center of the entire battlefield, the area where Victor was physically located, like the eye of the storm at the center of the hurricane, was unusually calm.

Arthur arrived here under the guidance of the messenger, and saw a huge oval-shaped man-made object standing in the sky, like a giant egg, between heaven and earth.

Above the giant dome, countless mages, puppets, and various destructive rays crisscrossed to form a huge oil painting.

This is the Resistance's greatest reliance on the Noxians, the leader of the Resistance, the metal pioneer Victor Victor's own combat weapon, the original magic hut, has now been transformed into a giant war machine.

Its own spatial attributes become the main body of the best battle fortress.

Its surface is densely packed with large and small cannons like a hedgehog, the number is enough to make a dense phobia suffer a heart attack, Arthur alone at a glance at this moment There are tens of thousands of cannons, tens of thousands of large and small mechanical puppets, like swarms on its surface, surrounding the space fortress to block the enemy's attacks and repair, from time to time a small part of them is like a dark cloud coming out several kilometers away, throwing all kinds of bombs on the top of the enemy's head.

The entire spatial fortress was 1,200 meters high, and lay in front of the Noxians.

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