Spiked fists burst out of the wind, and O'Calaral roared and kicked the two dwarfs at his feet as he broke up the golden sword shadows that slashed at him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The cannibal lord shook off the fine pieces of flesh on his body, and stamped on the corpse on the ground and stared bloodthirstily at the enemy not far away, this golden dwarf, not only killed nearly half of his guards, but also slaughtered a large number of ogres before he knew it.

Although in the ogre tradition, the dead clansmen are also considered a kind of food, but if the clansmen die too much, he, the lord, will really become the commander of the light pole, and without enough clansmen, he will only end up being swallowed up by other ogre tribes.

However, in addition to the terrifying power given by the huge size of six meters, his movements are much slower, although for ordinary dwarfs, it is still difficult to escape his clutches, but the golden dwarf on the opposite side can deftly dodge his own attacks every time, and also take the opportunity to continue to slaughter the remaining ogre warriors.

"Furbury!"

In a fit of rage, he threw out a punch and smashed the human warriors who surrounded him again into meat sauce, knocking out a clearing in an instant, and Ocalal suddenly turned his head and roared behind him!

Facing the roar of the ogre lord, a ball of blue lightning fell from the sky, accurately slashing at the paladin who had been unhurriedly killing the ogre's ordinary warriors, and the next second it split the other party's body burning with holy flames, followed by another bolt of lightning, directly towards Marseilleu's head, but then it was blocked by a layer of golden shield that suddenly appeared on the paladin's body, but the lightning attack did not stop, began one after another, and the speed became faster and faster, and finally almost formed a lightning stream, enveloping the entire paladin。

Although the Holy Shield Technique was opened in time, the sudden appearance of a powerful lightning spell also made Marseyu's attack stop for a while, plus the lightning sneak attack of the first blow, although most of the power was blocked by the Holy Flame, it still made the paladin's body in a slight state of numbness, and it took a few seconds to recover After Marseyu recovered, a huge fist enveloped his entire field of vision, and the ogre lord, who was originally ten meters away, had already taken the opportunity to rush over after crashing into the human warriors who flew all the way.

However, the giant fist still did not break through the protection of the golden light shield, but only left obvious cracks on it, which made the shield start to crumble a little. And Marseilleu in the golden light shield took advantage of this time to be fully prepared, the silver-white light flashed on his body, and when the golden shield shattered in response, the paladin turned into an afterimage and dissipated, and then after condensing nearly ten phantoms around the huge body of the ogre lord, dozens of pale golden sword lights enveloped the six-meter-tall giant beast in front of him.

As a wilderness species, the ogres of Azeroth are generally not classified as intelligent creatures, and even in the eyes of many mercenaries, they are almost similar to the status of the fishmen, because this race is almost useless except for the terrifying combat power brought by its huge size, and has never formed a culture, let alone a true tribal heritage, except for the occasional legal profession such as shamans who rely on natural spells to eat, ogres are almost completely insulated from the word civilization.

Therefore, the equipment of the ogre warrior is naturally very simple, so much so that the ogre lord, as the leader of the tribe, simply put a layer of leather armor on his limbs and head, and hang a few iron plates similar to heart guards on his chest.

In the golden light shrouded in Marseillo, large and small wounds continued to appear on the almost naked body of the ogre lord, and Ocalal, who was attacked, could only frantically smash the phantoms around him, but before a phantom disappeared, more phantoms would immediately appear in other places, accompanied by deep wounds that could be seen to the bone, the ogre lord's surroundings were almost full of golden phantoms, and the pale golden golden light shrouded him like a golden cicada cocoon.

"Furbury!"

Looking at the golden phantoms that were fighting more and more around him, the blood-soaked ogre lord finally felt a trace of death, and once again let out a painful wail towards those behind him!

Different from just now, this time in response to the ogre lord's wail, it was directly a stream of lightning that shrouded the golden phantom in front of Ocalar, and wiped out the golden phantom on this side in an instant, and then when the blue lightning stream drew an arc and brushed towards the other side, a cold snort clearly pierced.

"I'm waiting for you to make a move!"

Several red crystals turned into meteor lines, rushing into the mixed team of syndicate thieves, trolls, and ogres, and then the first fiery red lava pillar rose, and several lava then rushed up at the same time, and finally the pillar fused together, instantly enveloping an entire area, most of the troll humans, and even the ogres were directly decomposed silently, only a tall figure stubbornly resisted the high temperature of the lava, accompanied by the blue light flashing around the body, rushed out.

The ogre shaman raised the one-handed axe in his hand and roared at the humans in mid-air a few times, then took a few steps back, panting and waving his hand to scatter a large field of lightning, scattering the gathered human warriors. But before the outstretched hand was withdrawn, it was glued to a little red star, as a legal profession, although it was an ogre, but Furbury was obviously much more sensitive than the pure warrior ogre like the ogre lord, and he suddenly noticed that something was wrong in his hand, but he still didn't have time to make any preparations, dark red flames came out in the palm of his hand, even if he shook it hard, he still couldn't shake it off, and even the flames began to spread towards his arm.

Then, with a beastly roar, scarlet eyes burst, blue lightning began to flash in the ogre shaman's hand, and the lightning became more and more dazzling, and after blackening the entire hand, the entangled flames were finally cleared at the same time.

But there was still no respite for a few seconds, Furbury felt a heart-piercing pain in his feet, two translucent spikes pierced through the soles of his feet, wailing and stomping on the ground, two translucent trolls with spears in their hands rushed out of the ground, and began to attack continuously around the ogre shaman, although the strength of these two trolls is only mid-level, but they have a very strange and flexible speed, after being pierced a few more blood holes, the ogre Sa helplessly wailed and re-erupted blue lightning in his body, but after the spell just now, even if he is an ogre with a very strong mana reserve, at this moment Furberry's mana is obviously about to bottom out, and the summoned lightning is also intermittent, barely able to withstand the attacks of the two troll golems.

At this time, in front of the team, Ocalal, who was also beaten by Marseilleu's one-sided hanging, finally discovered the situation of the shaman behind him, and after roaring, he directly crossed the dense golden sword shadow area, and after losing several pieces of conjoined musculature, he hit the ogre shaman headlong, kicked a troll puppet with one foot, and directly flattened one with the other foot, before panting and stopping, forming a road completely dyed of bright red behind him... (To be continued.) )