Although the remnants of the various races in the Misty Forest are trapped in the forest by the Terran mecha troops, due to the natural restraint of the mecha by the mysterious mist that does not disperse all day long, they can avoid being crushed by the mecha head-on. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

For 10,000 years, human beings have never given up their ambition to conquer this forest, in addition to constantly researching new mecha that can defy the mysterious mist, there are also special institutions to conduct research, combining the skills of the sword and magic era with technology, trying to form a non-mecha armed to conquer the forest.

But with the unity of the powerful of all races, the human plan has failed many times.

So, while still fearing the power of the mechs, the races grew convinced that their position was unshakable, at least within the vast forest.

Until he met this powerful tiger man who was like a god.

The so-called "Purple Gold Guardian" was as powerless as a child in front of him, although he took the initiative to abandon the knife and only fight the enemy with a pair of bare hands.

The corpse's robes were torn, and his ugly and pale body was exposed to broad daylight, which made the corpse demon furious, but he couldn't even successfully cast a curse spell. Along with him, there were also three-eyed mages and blood elf mages, magic giant mages, etc., every time they prepared a magic to ninety-nine, an incomparably accurate "law-breaking sound" would immediately rush into their eardrums, shocking their heads turned white, followed by a heavy fist, and even the flesh of a magic giant who did not lose a warrior was destroyed and let out a continuous howl.

What is worse than the mage is the close-quarters warriors, originally in line with the idea of "how can the strong man of his own clan be defeated by a foreign race", and the orc warriors who rushed forward at the first time fell under their own bloodline combat skills, and what made them even more puzzling while lying on the ground and convulsing was why this tiger man mastered his bloodline combat skills stronger than himself?

Zack, who is also a tiger man, has no such troubles, and he has fainted happily. Perhaps out of the care of fellow tigers, where he fell, there were unconscious dwarves, centaurs, and cyclops as meat pads.

The elven archer was almost crazy, he appeared and disappeared in the woods, and from time to time he shot all kinds of arrows with great lethality, but this tiger man seemed to be covered with eyes, and with a very casual movement, he dodged one sharp arrow after another. What is particularly angry is that this so-called casual action is really part of the normal fighting action of the tiger man, and then it will be used on a certain opponent.

Outsiders thought it was a brilliant performance of a genius shooter, with the tiger man methodically beating his opponent, and the long arrows passed him just right.

The Winged Archer is also crazy, flying in mid-air, he does not have to pay attention to his position like the Elven Archer, so he shoots a continuous rain of arrows like a violent wind, but the result is no different from the Elven Archer! The power of the anger makes the Wingman Archer completely forget to dodge, and his right hand almost turns into a phantom, and he continues to pluck the strings and shoot arrows, until the Tiger Man kicks the Beast Clan warrior over, pulls the man's tail and throws him into the sky, and smashes it on the Wingman.

Sava was putting on a show of martial arts. Just the right amount of power control, the pinnacle of skill use, and an endless variety of combat skills...... With a relaxed and helpless smile on the corner of his mouth, he knocked over one after another Purple Gold Rank powerhouses who thought that "if I don't have a mecha, I will be invincible".

The news of the invasion of the immortal powerhouse has been spread like the wind in the misty forest, and the people who heard the news, as long as they could move, all rushed to the center of the battle, and I don't know when the battlefield was already crowded with people, and the remnants of all ethnic groups in the forest watched with amazement as the strong people in their minds were easily overturned one after another.

A leopard boy who was at most seven or eight years old muttered to everyone's heart: "Oh my God, don't you even have one more move?"

The flower demon boy Duke and his two companions, their eyes were about to pop out, thinking of Duke's wild words to the tiger people before, they only felt that they could stand here intact, it must be the result of the gods' incomparable favor......

Sixty-four Purple Gold Guards of all ethnic groups rushed to the scene, jumped out of the crowd at the first time, hit their most proud tricks at Sava, and then were randomly thrown around various corners like a bundle of rice.

Mimi, the deputy leader of the flower demons, seemed to have fallen into a nightmare that she couldn't wake up from - she didn't do anything, especially when Mi Lan, the leader of the flower demons, who claimed to have stepped into the legendary level in half a step and was one step away from the Senate, was wrapped into an immobile dumpling by Sava with his own finger vines, Mimi no longer had the courage to do anything.

"Stop, stop, stop!!!!" A completely out-of-control scream rang out.

It was the corpse demon clan's cursed mage Gegegu, who woke up from the confusion of being shaken into an idiot by the sound of breaking the law for the eighth time, and he could no longer hold on to the onlookers of countless people.

"Stop, we're not fighting!" Mimi finally woke up from her stiffness and shouted vigorously.

Savo's fist was frozen in the air, the other hand was easily opened, and the centaur powerhouse, who had been tightly closed and waiting for the heavy blow to come, fell to the ground, this strong man who had been knocked away six times and had not fainted, at this moment, his hooves were weak, and he felt that he had no strength around him.

Except for Mimi, who didn't use his hands, and a few people who were particularly good at dodging and moving skills, the powerhouses of all races who were famous in the Misty Forest were almost all lying on the ground at this moment.

Sava rubbed his fists together and stretched, his muscles and bones making a series of firecracker-like sounds, a satisfied smile on his face, and two words gently spat out of his mouth: "Happy." ”

The relaxed and relaxed state is like just having a full body massage in place.

A young snake man of the Black Iron Rank who had watched the whole process muttered, "My God, this tiger man, it seems that he doesn't even have a battle roar, right?"

The sound of water suddenly attracted everyone's attention on the extremely quiet battlefield.

The pond rippled layer by layer, and Monica, the pig girl, climbed ashore first, looked at the countless spectators around her, and immediately became nervous, and quickly ran to Savoa's side, and grabbed his warm big hand.

Wright, Hank, and Couch went ashore one after another, untouched by Monica, all of whom had wounds of varying depths, but each of them looked extremely excited.

Sava frowned, "How did you get hurt?

"Lord Savoa, the Black Sea is here!" came an uplifting reply, and the Black Sea rushed out of the pond with a wave head, and an unconscious Naga lay on the head. "My lord, we didn't embarrass you! We defeated a purple gold rank with one Mithril and three black irons, hahahahahaha......hahahahaha

Sava then knew that when he was fighting with a group of masters, there was actually a purple and gold rank Naga powerhouse quietly dived into the water and captured Heihai and others, but he didn't expect that although the rank of several people was low, but the use of combat skills was extraordinary.

After checking everyone's injuries and seeing that there were no serious injuries, Sava relieved himself, looked back at the silent remnants of the Hundred Tribes, and said, "You just asked me who I am and why I came. ”

After a few seconds of silence, Sava raised his head and smiled proudly at the sunshine: "I am the leader of the Ancestral Mountain Guard Army of the Orc Clan, the guardian of the secret book of all veins, and the Tiger Sava ! I am here to join forces with you to find the glory and freedom of all races in this mecha-infested world! I, Sava the Tiger Man!"

Savoa's bright eyes looked around at everyone present, and shouted, "From 10,000 years ago!"