The battlefield was full of noise, blood and lost life. There was a very choking smell of blood in the air.

The strange circle of giants and Martin is still immersed in a strange sense of loneliness.

They can no longer hear the outside world, and they can be included in the five senses, and there is no information about the opponent.

It was clear that it was still the end of midsummer, and the warring parties already faintly felt a biting chill, which was the cold feeling brought by the killing intent.

The gal on the left is convex, and the edge of the scarlet spear reflects the fire on the battlefield, giving it a blazing passion.

As he took the first step, the crisp thud of his boots on the rocks broke the deadly stalemate.

Gal struck, his movements extremely agile, and the movement of his low body was very similar to that of a cheetah attacking with all his might.

One step, two steps, three steps, each step turned out to be more than two meters, and it seems that he is not rushing, but fighting for the triple jump at the Olympics.

With a blue leather coat and a red spear, his swift momentum immediately attracted the attention of the giant. The giant was shocked to find that if he swung the wooden club, he would probably not be able to catch up with the blue man's movements.

The giant flew up and slammed into Garr.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is a big stool that can easily kick even a two-meter-thick cement city wall, and he really kicked it solidly, but I am afraid that Gal will never find a single intact bone on his corpse.

Gal, the spearman, took a thoroughly swift route. His strength is a secondary attribute, and as for other abilities, he has already fallen to the level of scum.

For Gal, there is also a need not to be hit.

In the face of this imposing kick, Gal performed an almost pole vault. The head of the gun hit the ground a little, and the whole roc flew up like wings, and did a somersault in the air, and then the head of the gun was again on the middle finger of the giant's big feet.

A streak of scarlet soared, and it was the blood of the giant's toes.

Using his agility, Gal completely dodged the giant's attacks.

"Whew-" The so-called ten fingers are connected to the heart, whether it is a finger or a toe, once it is injured, the pain that enters the heart is extremely unbearable.

Gal dodged away, and by this time Sylvie had already killed him like a thunderbird with a strange divine aura like a thunderbird with a strange divine aura.

"Huh?" said Garr raised an eyebrow.

He discovered that Sylvie was chasing the giant's injured toe.

The attack of the Grail Knight, no matter how many times you watch it, is so pleasing to the eye-

A beam of purple energy filled with divine aura began to envelop Sylvie's longsword with the violet emblem, and at times, Martin felt that it looked like a laser sword.

Both equally belong to spiritual energy.

It's just that there's the Force, and here's the Light.

In order to split the giant's toes, Sylvie used a little too much force. She slashed with all her might, causing her to almost get a backhand slap to the giant's left hand.

But the knightess turned her head at the last moment, letting the giant's dirty nails stab against her cheek.

It seemed to be a wind blade-level wind, shaving off a strand of Sylvie's purple hair.

Sylvie felt a flutter on her face, but Martin was angry and amused when she saw it. Before the war, Sylvie swore that she would protect herself as soon as possible.

The result?

This girl dares to put herself in danger for the sake of greed, this crooked wind can't last!

Martin shouted 'viciously' from behind, "Sylvie, don't play with fire! If you continue like this, I'm going to forbid you to go to war again!"

Sylvie shuddered, and almost hit the giant's move again, but fortunately dodged it at the last moment!

'That method' is naturally to make her belly bigger and let her give birth to children one after another. gave birth to two or three, and her dream of being a knight was over.

This is a cruel move she can't refuse!

"Got it! got it!" Sylvie blushed and took a sip secretly, but she still entered the fighting state with Garr.

A minute later, the giant's foot broke off the toe of the other. Under the severe pain, he finally lost his balance. He fell heavily on one knee.

This scene is a miracle in the eyes of others!

A seven-story tall giant actually knelt on one knee in front of a golden-armored man.

If the giant is the ultimate force of the orcs, it is a powerful symbol of the orc race. Now this scene is a harbinger of the orcs bowing to Martin.

The giants are good at breaking down the enemy's line between the formations. Giants are not strong people who are good at going it alone. In a sense, Martin's side has taken advantage.

But no one cares about that.

All you see is the pitiful performance of this terrible giant who seems to stand up to the sky.

Martin clasped his hands to his chest, and his face was full of ridicule: "Yo! Is this the strongest existence among the orcs? Don't make me laugh! I've arranged so much, you're finished like this? A guy of this level can't talk about an opponent at all! Hahahaha!"

Martin's arrogant laughter spread far away, and this contempt should have aroused the disgust and last fighting spirit of the orcs. Perhaps in their own camp, there will be people who are unhappy with Martin.

Nothing.

The orc forward, who was already in a state of chaos and collapse, did not have the spare time to feel Martin's arrogance.

And your own ...... I didn't have time to cheer, where would anyone be unhappy to see their big hero?

You know, Martin is on the verge of accomplishing something that Bakaria has not been able to do for countless generations - to capture the cancer that has been parasitic on the land of Bakaria, Ggent.

Suddenly, there was a burst of orc whispering.

It's like a ballad, like some kind of vicious curse.

To most human ears, it's just a nervous howl.

With the help of the system elves' translation, Martin heard the orc ballad, or the contents of the spell.

"Come, conquer Geush, the god of the stars and moon!"

"Please witness my deeds, my death, my sacred dedication!"

"Your spear is a shooting star!"

"Your power is enough to tear the earth apart—"

"For the sake of the great cause of the orcs, I am willing to burn me like a falling meteor in exchange for one of your momentary powers-"

“！”

Following the direction of the soul sound that recited the incantation, Martin crossed the line of fire formed by the tortoiseshell chariot with the help of the system, and saw a hunchbacked orc jumping god.

It was an orc shaman who was about to lose his teeth, and on his arms, shoulders, and almost every inch of exposed skin and muscles, he could see fangs passing through his body. It was the teeth of the beast, piercing the skin and muscles of the limbs, and then solidifying them on the limbs.