Anti-theft chapter

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Kargas's face turned slightly pale. In the face of those orc warlocks, he can use his disgust, rage and other emotions to hide the fear in his heart, and cover up his thoughts that are not in line with the glory of the orcs. But when the caster changed from an orc warlock to an enemy, it must be admitted that Kargas even had some cowardly thoughts for a moment.

However, he, the chief of the Broken Hand Clan, and the High Overseer of the Iron Tribe, must not lead the way in escaping, or even do anything contrary to the glory of the warrior in plain sight. As an orc warrior and clan chieftain, Kargas values honor above all else, and has to be above all else.

The former super gladiators were not afraid of death, as long as the death was valuable, the death was glorious enough, and the death was ...... But in the back of Calgas's mind, he was really resistant to this horrible and powerless way of dying.

Watching the orcs who charged ahead gradually grow old, stepping into death and even the corpses after death are flourishing in a short period of time, there is only one thought in Cagas's mind - this is not a tribe of steel, let alone an orc!

It's a pity that at this time, turn around and leave, and it's not orcs.

You must not disgrace yourself and the honor of your clan. Taking a few deep breaths, Kagasque restrained his trembling, then straightened up and made up his mind.

"The walls will be filled with the dead bodies of the Draenei!"

He shouted, promising to someone he didn't know. With that, he raised his scythe-stealed hand and charged again, rushing into the realm of death beneath the city walls with all his might.

However, Kargas, who had taken the lead in the charge while the orc forces were overwhelmed, rushed no more than four or five paces and immediately regretted it.

His previous fears and memories interfered with his judgment, and it was only when he calmed down and rushed out with a mortal heart that Kargas realized that something was wrong. The moment he moved, the battle-hardened warrior noticed that something was wrong - his body seemed to be rusty. At first, he thought it was emotional swings affecting his state. But within a few steps of rushing out, he felt that he seemed to be old.

The thought struck him with horror.

The energy called Fury - this is the exclusive energy of the warriors of this world, which is produced in the body that has been trained to the extreme, using adrenaline as an introduction, converging life energy, it is formless and substantial, but as long as it is combined with the will of the warrior, it will produce all kinds of miraculous powers - circulating in the body of Kargas. The warriors, bent on finding out the truth, soon discovered the truth.

His body is indeed aging. It's not much, but it's happening.

Are all the people affected? Is it just that the effect is different because of the difference in distance?

The thought flashed through him, and Kargas had already rushed into the dead zone near the city walls.

The orc's eyes narrowed half-narrowed, and new thoughts flashed through him.

-- Charge at the first time, and with my strength, immediately after the charge, I will launch a heroic leap, and I may be able to break through to the city wall. Even if you are already dying of old age after going up, and then you are killed on the spot, it is much stronger than dying of old age and struggling below!

......The warrior roared angrily, and was instantly nailed to the ground by a spear of holy light.

"As a legendary gladiator, I give him a glorious death." After a moment, Zhao Kun commented.

"There's no way they're going to win," sighed Samara, who was standing half a step behind Zhao Kun. "Before, all they could do was keep us behind the walls and not be able to do anything else. But when the Light comes, it's all done. ”

After speaking, she half-knelt on the stone slab of the city wall and shouted, "Long live the holy light, and the glory of my lord lives on forever!" ”

After this, the Draenei people on the city wall also knelt down one after another, only Zhao Kun was still standing.

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"Well, at least the Draenei are still behind the walls." Seeing that the warriors of the Broken Hand Clan were beginning to rout, Naozu shrugged his shoulders. "The walls are strong, and the hand-shattering orcs of Kargas are fierce. I thought they would fight valiantly until I completed my spell to destroy their defensive magic and walls. ”

"Shut up! Kargas died a glorious death, no matter what, better than a coward who only knew how to hide behind! Kielgro's face was uneasy, "I know the strength of Kargas, and obviously he has done his best. His glorious death in battle only shows one thing, that glowing guy is very dangerous. ”

"Of course." Naozu took a step back and accepted the indiscernible accusation. "I don't doubt the honor of Kargas, or the ability of his fighters. They fought until the last moment. ”

"Yes," Kilgro said as he looked at the Shadowmoon orc shaman in front of him, "Now, you have to prove your worth as soon as possible. ”

The one-eyed orc's anger ignited, fierce and pure. "You should stay where I told you!" He roared, his voice muffled with his own rage. "Hurry up and destroy their defenses with your ridiculous astrology and divination!"

Naozu's eyes widened, and he wanted to be angry, but he endured it. "Alright......" he whispered, stepping back. I'm going to prepare a spell now......"

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"The orc's offensive has stopped for the time being, but," Zhao Kun's gaze turned to a location at the foot of the mountain, where strange spell fluctuations began to appear, as well as a large group of Draenei slaves who were tied up. "Ready to use those ancient witchcraft? Hehe. ”

With his words, the power of the Light gathered again.

"Let me tell you what real magic is!"

Of course, there are many people in this world who surpass him in magical attainments. For example, many archmages will have a lot of spells that are too high-end on the physical level, such as the 'Sheep Transformation Technique' that reorganizes the structure of matter, although it temporarily changes the structure and mass of the object, but the content contained in it is really "terrifying". However, Zhao Kun, who wielded the near-infinite power of holy light/shadow, didn't need those subtle and strict magic at all, as long as he threw out a sufficient amount of heart-pounding, mind-shifting magical magic, the Faceless One would be able to smooth out most of the situation.

There is not once in this world that the torrent of holy light cannot solve, and if there is, it is twice.

"He who feels the light—wait, what is this?" In just an instant, Zhao Kun's attention was attracted into the distance. He vaguely remembered that it was the center of the Tanaan Jungle, where the orcs seemed to have built the magical portal called the Dark Gate. Kargas's face turned slightly pale. In the face of those orc warlocks, he can use his disgust, rage and other emotions to hide the fear in his heart, and cover up his thoughts that are not in line with the glory of the orcs. But when the caster changed from an orc warlock to an enemy, it must be admitted that Kargas even had some cowardly thoughts for a moment.

However, he, the chief of the Broken Hand Clan, and the High Overseer of the Iron Tribe, must not lead the way in escaping, or even do anything contrary to the glory of the warrior in plain sight. As an orc warrior and clan chieftain, Kargas values honor above all else, and has to be above all else.

The former super gladiators were not afraid of death, as long as the death was valuable, the death was glorious enough, and the death was ...... But in the back of Calgas's mind, he was really resistant to this horrible and powerless way of dying.

Watching the orcs who charged ahead gradually grow old, stepping into death and even the corpses after death are flourishing in a short period of time, there is only one thought in Cagas's mind - this is not a tribe of steel, let alone an orc!

It's a pity that at this time, turn around and leave, and it's not orcs.

You must not disgrace yourself and the honor of your clan. Taking a few deep breaths, Kagasque restrained his trembling, then straightened up and made up his mind.

"The walls will be filled with the dead bodies of the Draenei!"

He shouted, promising to someone he didn't know. With that, he raised his scythe-stealed hand and charged again, rushing into the realm of death beneath the city walls with all his might.

However, Kargas, who had taken the lead in the charge while the orc forces were overwhelmed, rushed no more than four or five paces and immediately regretted it.

His previous fears and memories interfered with his judgment, and it was only when he calmed down and rushed out with a mortal heart that Kargas realized that something was wrong. The moment he moved, the battle-hardened warrior noticed that something was wrong - his body seemed to be rusty. At first, he thought it was emotional swings affecting his state. But within a few steps of rushing out, he felt that he seemed to be old.

The thought struck him with horror.

The energy called Fury - this is the exclusive energy of the warriors of this world, which is produced in the body that has been trained to the extreme, using adrenaline as an introduction, converging life energy, it is formless and substantial, but as long as it is combined with the will of the warrior, it will produce all kinds of miraculous powers - circulating in the body of Kargas. The warriors, bent on finding out the truth, soon discovered the truth.

His body is indeed aging. It's not much, but it's happening.

Are all the people affected? Is it just that the effect is different because of the difference in distance?

The thought flashed through him, and Kargas had already rushed into the dead zone near the city walls.

The orc's eyes narrowed half-narrowed, and new thoughts flashed through him.

-- Charge at the first time, and with my strength, immediately after the charge, I will launch a heroic leap, and I may be able to break through to the city wall. Even if you are already dying of old age after going up, and then you are killed on the spot, it is much stronger than dying of old age and struggling below!

......The warrior roared angrily, and was instantly nailed to the ground by a spear of holy light.

"As a legendary gladiator, I give him a glorious death." After a moment, Zhao Kun commented.

"There's no way they're going to win," sighed Samara, who was standing half a step behind Zhao Kun. "Before, all they could do was keep us behind the walls and not be able to do anything else. But when the Light comes, it's all done. ”

After speaking, she half-knelt on the stone slab of the city wall and shouted, "Long live the holy light, and the glory of my lord lives on forever!" ”

After this, the Draenei people on the city wall also knelt down one after another, only Zhao Kun was still standing.

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"Well, at least the Draenei are still behind the walls." Seeing that the warriors of the Broken Hand Clan were beginning to rout, Naozu shrugged his shoulders. "The walls are strong, and the hand-shattering orcs of Kargas are fierce. I thought they would fight valiantly until I completed my spell to destroy their defensive magic and walls. ”

"Shut up! Kargas died a glorious death, no matter what, better than a coward who only knew how to hide behind! Kielgro's face was uneasy, "I know the strength of Kargas, and obviously he has done his best. His glorious death in battle only shows one thing, that glowing guy is very dangerous. ”

"Of course." Naozu took a step back and accepted the indiscernible accusation. "I don't doubt the honor of Kargas, or the ability of his fighters. They fought until the last moment. ”

"Yes," Kilgro said as he looked at the Shadowmoon orc shaman in front of him, "Now, you have to prove your worth as soon as possible. ”

The one-eyed orc's anger ignited, fierce and pure. "You should stay where I told you!" He roared, his voice muffled with his own rage. "Hurry up and destroy their defenses with your ridiculous astrology and divination!"

Naozu's eyes widened, and he wanted to be angry, but he endured it. "Alright......" he whispered, stepping back. I'm going to prepare a spell now......"

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"The orc's offensive has stopped for the time being, but," Zhao Kun's gaze turned to a location at the foot of the mountain, where strange spell fluctuations began to appear, as well as a large group of Draenei slaves who were tied up. "Ready to use those ancient witchcraft? Hehe. ”

With his words, the power of the Light gathered again.

"Let me tell you what real magic is!"

Of course, there are many people in this world who surpass him in magical attainments. For example, many archmages will have a lot of spells that are too high-end on the physical level, such as the 'Sheep Transformation Technique' that reorganizes the structure of matter, although it temporarily changes the structure and mass of the object, but the content contained in it is really "terrifying". However, Zhao Kun, who wielded the near-infinite power of holy light/shadow, didn't need those subtle and strict magic at all, as long as he threw out a sufficient amount of heart-pounding, mind-shifting magical magic, the Faceless One would be able to smooth out most of the situation.

There is not once in this world that the torrent of holy light cannot solve, and if there is, it is twice.

"He who feels the light—wait, what is this?" In just an instant, Zhao Kun's attention was attracted into the distance. He vaguely remembered that it was the center of the Tanaan Jungle, where the orcs seemed to have built the magical portal called the Dark Gate. (To be continued.) )