The sword sliced through the sky and instantly sank into the one-eyed ogre's chest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because the speed was too fast, Kukaken did not react, and his body froze in place and did not move.

"Uh...... I...... It can't be!"

Looking at the long sword piercing his chest, Kuka raised his head in horror, pointed at Wang Tie Dan with trembling fingers, and then pressed on the hilt of the sword in despair, trying to pull out the sword and seal the wound.

However, the passive attribute of 'Bourkesor Titan's Blade' is too rebellious, the moment the long sword pierces the one-eyed ogre's chest, it inspires a 35% probability of causing a crushing blow, tons of damage grinds its internal organs, and the originally pounding heart turns into a cloud of blood, splattering out along the gap between the wounds, bursting into a blood-colored rainbow.

"I'm ...... An invincible general who has never been defeated in a hundred battles...... How could it be that he could die at the hands of an unknown Beamon orc......"

Using the last bit of strength, Kuka pressed his palm against the hilt of his sword, trying to draw his sword.

The dying motion, like the summoning of the Grim Reaper of hell, spurted more blood from the cracks in the wound.

There was no wailing, no screams before dying, just a fountain of blood rain.

In the next second, the evil and notorious one-eyed ogre boss leaned back, slammed into the ground, closed his eyes, and ended his life of sin.

He's dead!

The level 8 Earth Warrior is dead!

The brave and warlike general is dead!

The 500 one-eyed ogres were collectively petrified, staring at the leader who had fallen to the ground in amazement, and then their eyes all turned to the murderer with a sneering face, and their eyes showed a look of horror, as if they had seen a hellish black dragon descend in front of them.

"Scolding the one next door, Lao Tzu called you to be scared, what about the momentum of the 8th level earth? You dare to tease Lao Tzu's little baby, you can't kill a mallet!"

After killing the powerful and threatening one-eyed ogre leader, Wang Tiedan shook the fur on his body, spit viciously at the braided ogre on the ground, looked up and glanced at a group of ordinary ogres whose morale had plummeted, waved his hand, and said loudly: "Little ones, kill Lao Tzu, step on this ogre tribe, don't let one go, and avenge the clansmen who died tragically at the hands of this gang of robbers!!

Under an order, a group of Emerald City cavalry behind him erupted with a murderous aura, instantly enveloping the trembling ogres.

"Kill-!!" Niu Dayan rushed to the front carrying a pair of giant battle axes.

"Blood debt and blood repayment, revenge!" Lin Hu picked up a spear and urged his crotch mount to follow.

The 102 Emerald City militiamen brandished the giant weapons in their hands, like a group of descending tigers encountering a group of small sheep, chiseling through the ogre formation of the lost soldiers and unloading their armor, setting off a bloody storm.

The 500 ogres are physically powerful, not inferior to the Emerald City militia with an average strength of 2-3 levels, but the enemy leader was killed by the adults with a blow, and the opponent's morale plummeted, like a group of fierce beasts without fangs and claws to be slaughtered, facing this group of thugs whose hands were stained with the blood of the clansmen, each of the charging soldiers burst out with amazing combat effectiveness, wielding giant weapons to ruthlessly harvest the lives of the thugs and pay tribute to the souls of the clansmen in the sky.

'Boom', the giant battle axe in Niu Dayan's hand swept across the area, and even people and mounts rushed to the enemy group, and the soft and weak mace raised high was like a rotten wood, shattering violently, and the corpse was shattered to the ground.

'Poof', the submachine spear in Lin Hu's hand stabbed suddenly, piercing the bodies of several one-eyed ogres, nailing them together like a meat skewer, and thrusting vigorously, causing the opponents to fall in a pool of blood.

It's a fight back in anger, a hard-hitting collision between a bunch of tough guys, a duel of strength and power.

In such a one-sided situation, none of the ogres whose morale plummeted could muster up the courage to resist, and none of them could stop the iron hooves of the cavalry of the Emerald City.

From Wang Tiedan's slaying leader Kuka, to the iron hooves of the Emerald City cavalry cutting through the one-eyed ogre formation, this is not a battle of the same level at all, there are many ogres in charge, but they can't stop opponents who are more ferocious than them......

It was a bloody slaughter that was one-sided, and it was a battle for revenge on the suffering Beamon orcs.

This is the first battle of the Emerald City's just rising.

"Ice Flame Arrow!!

A black arrow surging with manic elemental energy fluctuations burst out from the hand of Valkyrie Ash, like a dazzling scorching sun in the sky, instantly illuminating the entire battlefield, with an uncatchable afterimage and a terrifying sonic boom, bombarding the fragile city gates, and then the arrow burst open, like a missile hitting the walls and gates, blasting all obstacles into pieces.

Powerful!

Unbeatably powerful!

Valkyrie Ash stood proudly atop her mount, hiding her face and body under a black cloak, but that didn't stop her from being intimidating. The powerful elemental demon attack archer, combined with the top-notch dark gold war bow in his hand, once again killed a handful of salt on the ogre's wound, so that these frightened thugs could no longer raise the slightest bit of resistance, and the ghosts cried wolf and ran away.

Escape!

The farther you run, the better!

Stay away from these demons who are even more ferocious than the Black Dragons of Hell!

"Well done!"

Wang Tiedan watched the Valkyrie Ash make a threat, chiseled through the gates and walls of the ogre tribe with an arrow, picked a thumbs up, praised it fiercely, turned to a group of stunned subordinates and shouted: "What are you doing in a daze, don't let Lao Tzu go, kill !!"

Waking up from the shock, the Emerald City militia relieved themselves, just now the Valkyrie Ash's arrow stimulated them fiercely, everyone only felt that the blood of the beast was boiling, and then they all went berserk, revealing the sharp fangs in their mouths, staring at blood-red eyes, and rushed into the ogre tribe with the city gate wide open, and continued to chase and kill the fleeing ogre.

Sixteen mountain giants rode a tall monster unicorn giant rhinoceros, draped in thick heavy armor, like sixteen heavy tanks, after a short sprint to pull up the speed, sixteen hammers weighing a thousand catties, slammed on the rudimentary city wall, under the huge force, the city wall collapsed with a scream, the huge stone burst like fireworks, with a roar to kill many panicked ogres, a stone and a pit, the pit was filled with dead bodies, hanging a sand storm that covered the sky and the sun.

The terrifying attack of the sixteen heavily armored heavy cavalry was like the end of the world, and the ogres who were lucky enough to escape the stone attack were completely frightened, lying on the ground and not daring to move, but they were trampled by the giant iron horsemen, and those who dared to flee were named one by one by the sledgehammers, and were shattered into a mass of flesh from head to toe, and their deaths were much more miserable than their comrades who trampled to death.

In this battle, the Emerald City has the upper hand.

The one-eyed ogre tribe was full of wolf smoke, and this bandit lair that had destroyed the Bimon orcs for many years turned into a ruin, erased from the third layer of the underground world map, and became a witness to the rise of Wang Tiedan, a stepping stone for the invincible king to ascend to the throne.

............

The killing gradually stopped as the sun set and the moon rose.

Day turned to night, and the darkness of the night fell, enveloping the land, and the light became dim.

Piles of bonfires were lit, and the red flames of fire accompanied by blood-red mist reflected the night sky above Crow Mountain, and the air was filled with the smell of blood after revenge.

Wang Tiedan was covered in fur, touching the stubble of his beard under his chin, and looking at a green-skinned ogre with a thin figure with unkind eyes.

This old fellow who knelt in front of him and pleaded silently was the fanged priest who fled for his life to hide in the one-eyed ogre tribe.

A group of five big and three rough militiamen surrounded them in the middle, grabbed the weapons in their hands, and weighed viciously, as long as the adults gave an order, the cliff would slaughter this old immortal dog alive.

"Brother Iron Egg, this old guy is the notorious green-skinned ogre priest, he has lived the longest, and his hands are stained with the blood of our poor orcs, and he can't be easily let go!" said the little fox Hu Muqing pointed at the green-skinned ogre and gritted his teeth.

"My lord, let us kill this old thing alive with one knife and avenge our deceased people!"

A group of strong men waved their weapons and shouted at the top of their voices.

Wang Tiedan waved his hand to stop everyone's righteous indignation, walked to the old thing who was kneeling on the ground and curled up on the ground, bowed his head and sneered: "You are the priest of the green-skinned ogre tribe?"

"I ...... I ......" Fangs knelt on the ground and panted in fright, "Great Beamon Strongman, please let me live!"

"Let you go?" Wang Tiedan stared at the fangs that knelt on the ground and pleaded, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "I let you go, who let us go of our defenseless Beamon orcs?"

Fangs were speechless, so they had to lie on the ground and kowtow.

"Dog, today is your death date!"

Wang Tiedan kicked over the fangs that were begging for mercy on his knees, and ordered his subordinates to throw this evil old villain into the pile of ogre corpses and burn them together, so that he could taste what it was like to suffer.

"Ah...... Yes...... Let me go...... I was wrong!"

A terrible scream resounded throughout the audience, breaking the silence in the darkness, like the repentance of an evil ghost after entering the eighteenth layer of hell, but no one paid attention to this old fellow.

Kill such a tribe as us, destroy our countless small tribes, and die until the end of the day to repent, too late.

Everyone's eyes showed the pleasure of revenge, and Lin Hu's 33 strong men who were exterminated shed tears of excitement.

Although their 'Howling Moon Tribe' was exterminated by the fallen elves, the fierce ogres who can be used with their hands are equivalent to avenging the clansmen, and the pain suppressed in the deepest part of their hearts is released, this time it is to exterminate the ogre tribe, and next time, the spear of revenge will fall on the heads of the fallen elves...... I believe that this day will not be too far away.

Destroying the entire one-eyed ogre tribe, Wang Tiedan led his militia to an open field, preparing to repair overnight, recuperate and continue to encircle and suppress the last ogre tribe tomorrow - the two-headed ogre.

Looking up at the blood-colored crescent moon hanging high above his head, Wang Tiedan said to himself: "The moon at night is so bewitching and blood-red, it seems that tomorrow will be another revenge killing" (to be continued.) )