In the quiet room, Vitruvius closed his eyes, and with the blood of the warrior in his chest, it burned, and a picturesque scenery unfolded in front of Vitruvius's eyes.

It is a majestic snowy plateau, with snow-capped white on the top of the mountain, grasslands under the snow, and lush primeval forests under the grasslands......

A green-skinned orc wrapped in a thick animal skin, armed with two large cubic hammers, is desperately fleeing down the mountain......

That's right, it's on the run.

He rushed down the hill in a panic while looking back to observe the enemy.

Vitruvius had a wealth of experience in escaping, and he knew at a glance that there must be a strong enemy in the rear.

This is really the blood of a low-level warrior, and the combat experience absorbed by my brother this time is not the experience of escaping?

Suddenly.

Behind the green-skinned orc, there was a majestic battle cry!

It has a strange sound, and it is supposed to be the exclusive language of a certain clan.

The fleeing green-skinned orcs of the Warhammer Tribe stopped as soon as they heard the battle cry and turned around abruptly.

Behind him flew a large hammer glowing with a silver-white arc, almost identical in the form of the Storm Hammer that Vitruvius had just arrived, but more than ten times larger.

The green-skinned orcs of the Warhammer tribe also roared, the two cubic sledgehammers in his hands had already gathered enough elemental power, and with his roar, the two cube sledgehammers in his hands were thrown out at the same time, one after the other.

The two sledgehammers in the hands of the green-skinned orcs accurately hit the storm hammer behind them.

Two loud bangs rang out in mid-air.

But to the consternation of the greenskinned orcs, the Storm Hammer, glowing with a silver arc, was still unstoppable.

In the end, he could only block with both hands.

However, the imaginary impact did not materialize, and the green-skinned orcs were not directly smashed into the air by the Stormhammer.

The Stormhammer didn't seem to be a real entity, more like a sculptor spell from a wizard.

After the Storm Hammer struck him, a powerful stream of silver lightning poured into his body, numbing him for almost seven or eight breaths before he regained consciousness.

At this moment, a bearded dwarf in dark silver armor walked up to the green-skinned orc and muttered a lot to him in the right words of the dwarf.

And then a hammer down...... Black screen.

I don't know if the green-skinned orc fainted or died.

Vitruvius slowly opened his eyes, and at this time the four bloody handprints on his chest had completely disappeared, and he had completely absorbed the blood of the warriors of the ancestors of the Warhammer tribe and gained their combat experience.

At this time, Vitruvius's mind was filled with the moment when the green-skinned orc quickly threw out the two sledgehammers in his hand, and hit the storm hammer flying in the air with great accuracy.

What a hammer throwing technique!

Vitruvius was completely impatient at this point, and he wanted to find two sledgehammers to throw with his own hands.

As for the Storm Hammer in his space bag, it naturally couldn't be used, and Vitruvius felt that the Storm Hammer cast by the Dwarven King seemed to be a spell-like skill, not a real hammer throw.

If he really took the small storm hammer in the space bag to smash people, he would probably be a meat bun and beat the dog, what he needed was a big iron lump in the cube, the kind that couldn't be picked up and didn't feel distressed if he threw it out.

And where is the big iron lump of this cube? Hey, needless to say, it must be in the Warhammer Tribe.

You must know that the green-skinned orc who threw the iron lump is the ancestor of the Warhammer Tribe, and the weapon in his hand will definitely find exactly the same in the Warhammer Tribe.

……

Vitruvius found Hammer Grom in the Warhammer Tribe's camp.

He was fighting two tribesmen with his hammer, and he struck his hammer out of the round, and the heavy hammer made the faces of the two people fighting him purple and miserable.

At this time, Hammer Grom still had four bloody palm prints on his chest, apparently he wanted to find an opportunity to absorb the blood of the warrior by fighting his clansmen, but unfortunately he did not succeed.

Seeing Vitruvius coming, Hammer Grom stopped the pointless battle and was the first to speak: "Brother Wetruvius, you are so powerful, you have absorbed the blood of a warrior so quickly. ”

Vitruvius smiled all over his face: "Brother Hammer, brother is just luck. ”

"Brother Werther, seeing that you are so happy, I don't know what kind of combat experience you have absorbed from the ancestors of our Warhammer tribe." There was something sour in Hammer Grom's tone.

"Hey...... It's just a matter of parrying and parrying with a short-handled warhammer. Vitruvius replied with a dry laugh.

"Oh, just the use of a short-handled warhammer." Hearing that Vitruvius had only gained the combat experience of a short-handled warhammer, Hammer Grom felt a lot more comfortable, knowing that in the Warhammer tribe, the strongest combat skill was the long-handled warhammer he used, which could sweep through thousands of armies when wielded, and the power was amazing.

The two orcs of his own clan who had just fought him were fighting him with a short-handled war hammer, and both orc warriors were beaten by him to internal bleeding.

"Brother Werther, didn't you come to me this time to find a short-handled warhammer to practice your hands?" Hammer Grom was right for Vitruvius.

Vitruvius nodded busily......

……

When Vitruvius came out of the Warhammer Tribe camp, he already had two cubes of short handles in his hands.

This short-handled sledgehammer is a large wooden stick inserted between two solid pig iron bumps.

Vitruvius' power at ten points is hard to lift, let alone throw.

But he still has a way to train.

In the secret realm of Mother Earth, Vitruvius found a place that was inaccessible.

He roared, and the power of the giant bear opened!

Vitruvius temporarily increased his strength by five points, and with 15 points of strength, he threw the sledgehammer in his right hand.

Bang Dang!

A stubborn rock that was taken as a target was accurately hit by a sledgehammer, and the rubble flew in an instant.

Vitruvius threw out a sledgehammer in his left hand, and another boulder was blown into powder.

"Aha......" Vitruvius looked up and laughed, brother, where is this just a little more combat experience, brother, this is an additional powerful long-range attack method.

This trick of throwing a hammer can be used as a skill.

Vitruvius's three-shot military crossbow is becoming less and less powerful, and unless it is quenched, it will be difficult for him to defeat an enemy of his level.

If it is in the human world, the human shield warrior wearing a tile steel suit, the whole body is wrapped in steel plate armor, and the arrows of the military crossbow are not even quenched with poison, and they will not pose any threat to the plate armor warrior, but the sledgehammer is different, the greater the power of Vitruvius, the higher the damage of the hammer, even if you can't directly open the head of the plate armor warrior, you can still break his neck.

Vitruvius picked up the two sledgehammers that he threw out, and he still needed to continue to practice throwing hammers, because the distance between his hammers was still too close, about twenty or thirty feet, mainly because the hammers were too heavy and his strength was insufficient.

Hammer flicking will become an important ranged attack skill for him in the future, and it is best to be able to use it in conjunction with the triple military crossbow, and now with his troll witch doctor's dispensing level, it is not too easy to configure some poisons.

Three consecutive rounds of poisoned arrows from the military's crossbow and an amazingly powerful throwing hammer, hehe...... Brother, this is a rhythm that can be fought against the caster from a distance.