"Lan, Lanloth?!" the golden flame in Tulayan's eyes trembled violently, unreservedly showing the surprise in his heart.

"Yes, yes. Lanlos glanced at the lion lying motionless in a pool of blood, and his soft words were filled with extremely complex emotions.

But soon, he restrained his apologetic and regretful feelings: "He'll leave it to me, you go and do your job." ”

After a brief pause, Tulayan immediately stepped forward and tried to argue: "But, he ......"

"I know. Lan Luo raised his head suddenly, and his indifferent eyes directly blocked the other party's words. The sense of crisis that came out of nowhere suddenly hit his back, and Tulayan didn't think about retreating immediately, and his whole person instantly tensed up like a fried hair.

Was it just a delusion? But his right eye?

"Lothar is a respectable warrior and it doesn't reflect that to let him lie here. Lanlos completely cut off the other party's room to continue arguing, and after seeing that the other party trembled all over, and even the light on his body dimmed slightly, he ignored it and turned to face Orgrim.

The Great Chief was equally surprised.

Because, the green lines that spread all over his right eye, and the ominous aura of destruction, he was all too familiar.

Lanlos didn't seem to notice the other party's tension, and looked around in such a situation, looking very childish.

"I don't think I saw Itreig?" catching the fleeting disdain on the other man's face, Lanlos got the answer, "Looks like he escaped from the battle?" ”

"Young man, what qualifications do you have to comment on the warriors of the tribe?" the Hammer of Destruction's eyes narrowed slightly, and even his voice became muffled in anger.

Compared to his nervousness, Lan Luo still seemed very relaxed, and even had the leisure to look at the flying eagle in the sky like a burning flame, as if he was not in the tragic battlefield full of gunsmoke at all: "You know what? On the way here, I have been thinking about a question. ”

"What does it mean to be famous?"

"To be honest, at the moment, it's really hard for me to make a positive reputation. But when I think about it, there doesn't seem to be an absolutely positive reputation in this world. ”

As he spoke, Lanlos stepped forward and slowly approached. As he moved, a breeze for no reason stirred the hem of his clothes more and more agitatedly.

"Sometimes, controversial topics are more of a concern to the world. You say, right?"

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Orgrim wasn't the first time he had met him, so he wouldn't be surprised by this guy's fluency in the orc language, but the ease and understatement in this guy made something more and more shaky in his heart.

"I want to say. Lanlos smiled, his smile hideous and strange against the green runes in his right eye, which were like flying flames.

Boom ——!

The wind around him seemed to go crazy at this moment, and the roar that reached into the sky echoed for a long time under the ravages of the storm, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, a chaotic fire of shadows and evil energy rose from the ground in the storm.

"It's all over!"

A piercing roar pierced the sky, and the dark wings stirred up the storm, howling and shattering the fire.

On their bodies, the black flames swayed wantonly in the wind and waves that could not be quelled for a long time, and they vented their terrifying destructive power with arrogance. Raised horns, hoof-shaped legs, and demonic tattoos.

Although it is the appearance of chaotic energy construction, the condensed aura is like a demon king who has lived in the abyss for a long time.

Orgrim had heard of the demon that had defeated the roar of hell with a single blow, but now that he saw it head-on, the horror and ominousness that came from his soul shook him.

Capturing the fleeting horror on the Great Chief's face, the Black Demon's face hidden in the shadows pulled into an insolent grin.

Rumble!

The giant fist of green flames tore through the shadow storm that had not yet dispersed, oppressing the air, and rushing away with a terrifying explosion.

The terrifying might made Orgrim's heart tremble, and he didn't want to immediately raise the hammer in front of him.

The deafening roar exploded instantly, and the unstoppable impact of the King Kong fist even shattered the arm armor of the Great Chief, and with the collapse of metal fragments, his fleshy arms were already covered with blood.

The Great Chief didn't flinch in the face of the strength that almost crushed him, his strong feet stuck into the ground like nails, and after roaring and sliding through two dents of several meters, he finally unleashed his strength.

With a punch of the King Kong fist, Orgrim immediately swung the hammer, erupted into an unyielding war cry, and smashed it hard.

Seeing this scene, Lanlos smiled contemptuously, and then raised his hand and clenched his fist.

Rumble!

The instant burst of the eight-ring magic was even more terrifying than the power of the cannon fire, and on the trembling earth, a small mushroom cloud composed of brown-green flames slowly dissipated, and the orc who faced this terrifying force was thrown high without any suspense.

Blood streaked across his black steel armor filled with fine fissures, wisps of demonic fire still pulsating on it, scorching his flesh and soul.

The pain was so intense that it outweighed the orc's steely endurance, and the screams were like a punch that slammed into everyone's hearts.

And that's not all.

The pitch-black demon soared into the air, ignoring the obstacle of the evil fire in the sky, flailing his wings, tearing the sky like a sharp blade, picking up his long sword, smiling and stabbing at the great chief who didn't even have time to return to the ground.

The pain spurred his brain, and Orgrim swallowed the hot blood in his throat and slashed his hammer in the air. Even if he couldn't exert his maximum power in the air, he was sure that if this hammer hit the enemy, this demon with no armor would definitely not be able to take it. Fight for your life with injuries, this wave is not a loss!

But the premise is that it can be hit.

By the time the demon had almost sent the blade into his chest, Ogrim's swing of the hammer suddenly faltered, and his pupils instantly contracted to the size of a pinpoint. In his eyes, the dark reflection actually expanded and exploded at an unreactive speed.

Bang!

The demon in his heart exploded the moment he touched Orgrim, and the endless storm of destruction wantonly destroyed everything around him, and the wisps of black streamer seemed to tear apart the space, leaving a dimensional rift for a short time.

Ogrim, who had nowhere to be forced, was repelled at an accelerated pace, his whole body covered in burns, and even his expression became slightly dull due to the impact of the impact.

The vertigo was short-lived, and after Orgrim fell heavily to the ground and rolled a few times, the Great Chief, who had come to his senses, immediately rolled over and stood up. But before he could stabilize his body, a feeling of weakness engulfed him like a greedy iron-jawed wolf.

Burst!

Uncontrollably half-kneeling, Orgrim spurted out a mouthful of blood, looking at the blurred and embarrassed reflection of himself in the scarlet blood water, the extreme anger diluted his weakness, and he stood up stubbornly against the scars.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that. The hoarse voice was full of sarcasm, and to Orgrim's heart, the source of the voice was right behind!

Without any hesitation, he instinctively turned one hundred and eighty degrees and threw the hammer. However, the moment the dark demon was reflected in his eyes again, an endless storm of chaos overwhelmed everything in an instant.

Boom ——!

The ferocious explosion ignited the land and air, and the blazing fire of evil energy screamed and burned everything, leaving a large irregular scorch mark around Lanloth and ruthlessly tearing the front half of Orgrim's breastplate.

Ignoring the frightened and painful face, Lanlos looked at the chest exposed in front of him, and the long sword that was slowly raised in his hand gradually lingered with wisps of transparent air that were visible to the naked eye.

Unlike the Mind Demon's powerful impact and knockback effects, Chaos Nova focuses on magical destruction and damage, and Orgrim held on to avoid being knocked away. However, after seeing the pitch-black long sword protected by the wind element, disbelief and turbulence intertwined in my heart at the same time. Not knowing if it was fear or what, he immediately let go of the strength of his legs and jumped back with the help of the aftermath of the chaotic nova.

The power of the elements used to be a power he respected and trusted, but now, it actually turned him into a bird with a frightened bow. It's ridiculous......

Desolation and self-deprecation flashed in those dark eyes, and Orgrim pulled himself together and was quickly thinking about how to fight back when he hit the ground. But the demon in front of him didn't chase after him, but just raised his eyebrows slightly. Then, a staff glowing with purple shimmer slowly floated out from behind Lanloth in the Great Chief's tearful eyes.

This was followed by the familiar howl behind him.

Bang!

Despite being only half the normal strength, as an eight-ring spell, Vajra Fist unequivocally slammed into Orgrim's back, and rushed towards Lanloth with him in pain that almost fell apart.

Naturally, he was greeted by the demon's slash that was so fast that only an afterimage remained.

Poof, poof!

Two slashes, the sharp sound of the sword lingered in Orgrim's ears for a long time, and as the scarlet blood splattered, the two hideous scars on his chest almost suffocated him.

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