~~~~~~~~~Sorry, I'm not scolding, this is the name of a book friend, and I want to thank him for his monthly ticket ( ̄┰ ̄*)...... Uh, that's it!!

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The ∞ Protoya's attack without warning caught the Baroque by surprise. Beside him, the frost wolf Rak and the silver wolf were quick to react, and they followed up with a counterattack against Protoya, helping Baroque defend against the surprise attack.

Rak's ice blade magic struck Plotoya, dozens of basin-sized blades swirling and slicing through them as if they were crashing into steel. A brownish-yellow glow shrouded Plotoya's body successfully blocked the magic, and the ice blades completely shattered into a cloud of ice chips, not even breaking a single animal hair. The silver wolf followed like lightning, knocking him into the air. Baroque was amazed to see this...... Because Plotoya rocked back on his feet, there were no more wounds on his body. You must know that the silver wolf had completely penetrated the body of the seventh-level demonic beast furious ice bear with an easy blow, could it be that this orc in front of him was even stronger than the demonic beast?

"Did Quio Dolan send a weak bastard like you to hunt me down......? Even if you seriously injure Abbas, I can't just knock it down with any miscellaneous pieces, go die!" Protoya tore off the tattered black beast robes, completely ignoring the bleeding from the cracked wound, and the muscles on his body tensed like a cannonball out of the chamber and rushed straight towards the Baroque with the sound of the howling wind!

Baroque realized that if he was hit, he would most likely die, and the guy in front of him was powerful and terrifying. Although I have realized that I am afraid that I have been misunderstood. Suffered from the fish pond. But at this time, I can't manage so much, and it is important to save my life. "Little wolf...... Come back and help me!" he roared, and an earth-level beast battle qi defense qi mass rose up from his body, and sixteen ice blades suddenly appeared, spinning and blocking in front of him. At the same time, take out a giant axe and slash forward!

Unsurprisingly, the Ice Blade was shattered. The beast battle qi defense shield only flickered a few times before bursting like a bubble, and the orc's fist bombarded the blade of the giant axe, and the baroque felt a powerful impact that could not be resisted at all, and the tiger's mouth cracked, and the giant axe that had been twisted came out of his hand, spinning and flying out for more than ten zhang. Baroque's body fell backwards. A mouthful of blood spat out in mid-air! Protoya showed no mercy, and swooped again to kill Baroque.

Baroque is also completely on fire, and when the anger burns, he becomes even more insane. Instead of turning red, his eyes turned a deep black...... Just like the black-eyed muscles of his body when he was on earth. The bones rattled and his body seemed to grow suddenly, and if you looked closely, you would find that he was covered in upside-down silver animal hair, faintly with a hint of purple light. The silver wolf also happened to return to his side at this time, burrowing into his body, and the next moment, the baroque body flowed like mercury, and its arms and legs were covered in a metallic shell. It formed a tight and tight armor, with several raised spikes at the joints, which shimmered with a cold sheen. When the three Hebrewonian wolf phantom eggs moved to his chest and abdomen again, turning into an aura to protect them, his transformation was complete!

Not far away, the frost wolf Rak let out a terrible howl, and its body as large as a horse fell to the ground, but a looming wolf body of light and shadow emerged from overhead, rushing towards Protoya with an incredible speed. Straight through his body. At that moment, Protoya felt that his soul was frozen, and even his mind began to slow down. I could only watch the young orc on the other side with anger on his face and pounce frantically. And then...... He also flew...

Combining the power of Purple Thunder and Hebrewonian Wolf Beast Armor, Baroque's blow was not inferior to Plottoya's attack just now, and even surpassed. The two-and-a-half-meter-tall man flew out like a toy and landed on the ground, this time the looming brown and yellow darkness on his body dimmed a lot, the wound broke again, and the whole person seemed to be washed with blood.

Baroque was unforgiving, rushed over and pinched Plotoya's neck, punching his belly and chest, although he did not use the power of the beast armor again, but even with the power of ordinary orcs, Plotoya couldn't bear it, his mouth kept vomiting blood, his eyes had begun to white, and Baroque fell to the ground hard, and said coldly: "First of all, I don't know you, let alone come to kill you." And if you didn't distinguish clearly, you suddenly attacked the killer, and if you were someone else, you would have been unjustly killed a long time ago. And then, I'm going to say, you're an idiot ......!"

Baroque pointed to the behemoth of Beamon, who was dying and in a coma not far away, and said, "It is clear that your brother Abbas is dying, and the most important thing for you is to stay sane and find a way to save him, instead of being carried away by anger and venting his anger indiscriminately." Have you ever thought that if I were going to do you something against you, when you went to provoke the Bosa manta ray just now, I had time to kill the unconscious Beamon Behemoth. You should know that if Beamon dies, your strength is not worth mentioning at all. "He had discovered a strange phenomenon from his fight with Plotoya, that is, the fur on the orc's body was black, but it always shimmered with a very faint brownish yellow light, the same color as the fur of the Behemoth. Moreover, the first blow of Protoya was amazingly powerful, but by the time the Baroque attacked, the strength of Protoya's defense weakened a lot, as if he had used all his strength. Thinking of Beamon's serious injury and coma, Baroque vaguely felt that he had caught something.

Plottoya was beaten hard and seemed to come to her senses. A look of sadness and despair flashed across his face, and he ignored Baroque and turned and stumbled towards the Beamon beast, falling beside its head, crying and crying, tears flowing with blood: "Woo...... Abbas, I didn't grab the manta eggs, I can't save you...... You were seriously injured because of me, and I'm sorry for you...... Whew, if you're dead...... I swear...... I will kill that vile betrayer of Quio Dolan, destroy his Hate Tribe, and bury all of his people for you, I swear...... In the name of the Spirit of the Ancestors!"

"Do you really want your Beamon brother to die?" Baroque's untimely voice sounded from behind him, and he suddenly realized that the orc man in front of him was not too annoying, because if Luck or the silver wolf were seriously injured, Baroque would also go crazy and do anything crazy.

"If you're going to kill me, then you do it, if you don't want to kill me, get out. Protoya shouted coldly without looking back, with a hint of mockery in his tone: "Don't think you can defeat me, if it weren't for Abbas's serious injury and dying, I wouldn't have been able to borrow too much of its power, otherwise you would think you could hurt me with your inferior phantom beast armor?...... Hmmm?......"

Protoya finally realized that something was wrong, and he looked back at Baroque like a monster, even though his nerves were extremely tenacious, and the words he said at this moment began to stammer: "You...... You...... You're an orc, how can you use a human's illusion crystal armor? What kind of monster are you?"

Baroque had the upper hand at this time, but he was not afraid of being exposed, and said hello to the silver wolf, and mercury flowed from his body again, and the wolf fell off his body and returned to his cute kitten-like form. Not to be outdone, the body of the light and shadow spirit beast circled around Protoya, and also returned to the body of the frost wolf, swaggering to Baroque's side. Plottoya was dumbfounded, forgetting her grief. The scene in front of him completely subverted his cognition...

"What kind of monster are you?" for the first time, he felt scared -- not to mention having a phantom beast that could merge with his body and turn into armor, the frost giant wolf war beast raised by his side was actually able to leave his body and attack the enemy's soul. With Protoya's noble status among the orcs, except for those unfathomable old fellows of the Shaman [Sacrificial Elders], he has been able to understand most of the secrets of the orcs, but he has never heard of orcs being able to use phantom crystal armor and raise war beasts whose souls are separated from their bodies!

Baroque was about to speak, when he suddenly frowned and asked Plotoya, "Are you sharing his power with Beamon?"

Plottoya also felt as if he had really misunderstood at this time, and this guy in front of him was so mysterious, he must be no stranger to the beast master of the beast clan, nodded and answered truthfully: "I am a beast master of Beamon, and I have made a soul equality contract with Beamon Abbas, and I can share part of his power. Bar...... Sir Locke, you don't seem to have answered my question. "He's still thinking about that!

Sure enough, Baroque finally came into contact with some of the secret power of the beast race, it is obvious that in addition to the shaman sacrifice, there is another beast master system, and it can actually share the power of the beast, it is not powerful, no wonder the orcs who have been extremely weak have not been exterminated by humans, and can still survive in the northern tundra. But all this must be put down at this moment, because Baroque suddenly found that the breath of Beamon Abbas was extremely weak, and it was already worthy of death!

"Plotaya, your anger has caused you to lose your mind, and you have used the power of ......Beamon against me, don't you remember that your Abbas is about to die?

The orc man trembled, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say anything, so he could only hold his head and cry, and keep hammering his head with his fists!"Abbas, I hurt you...... I hurt you......!"

"I can save the life of the Beamon beast for the time being, but its heart has been pierced, and my shamanic witch doctor can't do anything about it, so you'll need to find another way. Say...... Can Bosa's manta eggs really save Beamon's life?" Baroque was curious, because even he hadn't seen any mention of the magic effects of Bossa's manta fish eggs in the shaman's witch doctor's skin scroll!

"You're a shaman? You're still a shaman?...... This can't be ......!" Protoya found herself numb with shock today, how many secrets did this young orc little creature have in front of her?

"Leave it alone, I'm just asking if you need my help?" Baroque was impatient, and he found that Protoya was talking a lot of nonsense.

"Help me, help me keep Abbas going, I'll go into the water again, and I'll be sure to grab the eggs of the Bosa manta ray!" Protoya exclaimed impatiently, seeing hope. (To be continued)