A tidal wave of mutant soldiers lunged down on the Jungle Corps, beastly roars and metal colliding that shook the forest.

"Rush up!! Smash them into a pulp with your sticks and hammers!! ”

"Oger !!"

Tearing back his voice and shouting, Ogur urged his men forward.

However, it wasn't long before a mutant sentry stumbled out of the woods, reporting to him with a panicked expression.

"Gollum Centurion is dead! More than half of his brothers were killed or wounded—" Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a furious roar.

"Rubbish!!"

Clenched into fists, Ogg's eyes were round, his eyes were about to split, the whites of his eyes were crawling with bloodshots, and his scarlet gums seemed to be crushing blood.

There are only about 20 people on the opposite side!

No matter where humans put it, it would only be a minute to drown them, and it would not even be enough to stuff the teeth of his brethren!

And yet, now—

More than 500 brothers under his command were bitten by these 20 people, and even a centurion fell!

This is a great shame for him!

"This bunch of rice buckets! Pigs are not as good as stuff! ”

Just as Ogg roared angrily, a bloodthirsty howl passed through the forest, and the forest in front of him seemed to have been hit by a cannonball, and the smoke and dust were billowing away.

The twenty or thirty mutant warriors who had filled in earlier seemed to be knocked right by the long roar, and everyone's footsteps were stunned.

Subconsciously raising his arm to block the smoke and dust, Ogg looked in the direction where the movement came from, and just saw two mutant warriors being cut in two by the waist!

And the two machine guns in their arms were split to pieces by the whistling claws before they could fire!

The dark green pupils contracted suddenly, and Ogur's gaze met the amber pupils.

It was a burly and marvelous claw of death, with a mechanical exoskeleton attached to it, and its fiery breath distorted the bloodlust and excitement in its pupils.

It was like a thirsty velociraptor that had finally found its time to enter the arena, trembling with excitement for the hunt that was about to begin. And the most unbelievable thing is that this xenomorph can actually speak human language!

Oger was stunned for a moment.

Psychic Interference...... Isn't it the technology of their ally, the Torch Church?!

"Greet death!!"

In the face of the mutant warriors rushing up, the garbage lord had no intention of dodging, let out an excited battle cry, and rushed forward with his claws.

The two most threatening machine gunners have already been dealt with by him.

Then there was the mutant with the shotgun, and just as he tried to aim, he was whipped out by his tail, and then chased after him with another claw, smashing directly through the guy's heart.

"European ——!"

The mutant screamed in pain, hugged the trash king's claws with both hands, and the muscles of his whole body squeezed into lumps of flesh.

With mutants' near-mutant wound healing abilities, it is possible for some strong mutants to recover even if their hearts are shot by bullets.

But if it's ripped out entirely, that's another story.

"Death to Grandpa!!"

The claw that was inserted into the chest was clenched hard, and only to hear a "poof" explosion, and blood mist and minced flesh flew out of the mutant's chest.

Staring at the claws of death in front of him, the emerald green pupils gradually dispelled the fierce light, and the thick arms lost their strength.

"Three!!"

With a cruel grin on his lips, the Trashman jerked out his right claw, dropping the corpse before rushing to his next target.

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the mutant who was targeted, and the assault rifle in his hand hurriedly fired, but it was flashed by the lightning-fast afterimage, and the entire jaw was directly cut off with a claw on the top.

The mutant soldier next to him raised his gun to reinforce him, but he was surrounded by his own people, and he couldn't target the guy at all.

In the blink of an eye, two mutants with missing arms and legs fell in a miserable position.

The viscous plasma completely stained the garbage king red, and even the white mist-like breath seemed to carry the stench of iron

Rusty smell.

He gasped heavily, but without the slightest tiredness, the ferocity and fighting intent burning in his pupils became more and more high.

"Six!"

The surrounding mutant warriors were all overwhelmed by the ferocious beast, their dark green faces twisted with anger and horror. In those savage bloodthirsty and fearless pupils, a trace of timidity and fear finally appeared......

These half-human, half-ghost guys are more ferocious than they are!

Their vaunted strength and bravery are vulnerable to these guys, and even numbers can't overwhelm them.

Even Ogg's face flashed with a moment of imperceptible panic.

"You idiots, you are dozens of times more numerous! One of you can drown that reptile with a single spit! ”

"Rush for me! Rush up together! ”

"Roaring ——!"

Hearing the leader's urging roar, the mutant warrior who hesitated for a moment finally regained the courage to kill.

They are born hunters, and even more so born warriors!

They regard battle and honor as their lives!

You won't be intimidated by a few difficult prey!

Dispel the instinctive fear of the creatures with a roar, and the heavily armored hoplites stepped forward, using thumb-thick steel plates and wire-wrapped mallets against the whistling steel claws.

Several light infantry then rushed forward with their shotguns in their hands, firing at the Deathclaw, which was difficult to aim, but also limited his trajectory with the shotguns.

"Cut—"

These greenskins have two hits, too.

After completing the twelve kills, the garbage king finally felt a little tired, and Yu Guang hurriedly glanced in the direction of the midnight kill.

The hand-to-hand fighting continued.

Brother Chicken slashed wildly with an axe, and there were a few green-skinned corpses scattered next to him, but looking at the slimy bloodstains, it was not difficult to imagine the tragedy of the battle.

More than half of the Jungle Corps have already suffered casualties!

Although the mutants left nearly a hundred corpses behind, there were still more than three hundred left, and the disparity between the numbers between the two sides was still huge, and it was becoming more and more unfavorable to the side of the Jungle Corps.

"Nineteen one one!"

Smashing a green head, the garbage king retracted his claws, and was looking for the next prey with his amber pupils, when suddenly a strong wind smashed from the side.

Relying on the instinct of battle, he flashed his short body, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of half of the "iron wall" exoskeleton slamming heavily on the trunk of the tree behind him, his legs hanging on the branches and shaking, and the intestines and flesh fell to the ground like a leaky blood bag.

The remaining half was held in the hands of a giant.

He was nearly four meters tall, with a bare head, two big hands like car doors, and the pitch-black steel seemed to be embedded in his body, with several pipes in it, like a black tower standing in the forest.

Even the garbage gentleman who straightened up was more than a cut smaller in front of him. Although his pupils were dilated, the corners of his mouth hung with haras, and his uneven teeth even grew outward, no one would doubt the strength under the swollen muscles.

"One by one—"

That long-pitched roar seemed to be his name.

In the Qi tribe, only the bravest warriors deserve the name of their leader, and that name is not only their title and honor, but also their totem!

They will shout their names to their opponents in duels and torture them to death in the most brutal way possible, bathing them

Receive the bestowed totems and have their souls chant their names to bring the glory of victory back to the land of the Ancestors.

These are all written in the official website canonbook!

The giant mutant bit off the head of the corpse in his hand, dangling the blood on the top of his head and chest, his mouth creaking and chewing as if he were chewing on some kind of arthropod.

As if they were worried about being accidentally injured by this big guy, the mutants who were more than two meters tall next to them snorted and moved out of the way, enclosing a clearing around them.

The fighting in the forest has gradually subsided, and more reinforcements are still coming from behind, although the corpses are piled up in the forest, there is no suspense about the outcome of the battle.

They will use the most cruel of them

Kill the lizard, and use his blood to show their bravery and cruelty.

They roared rudely, cheering on their warriors. Hearing the roar and urging, the giant mutant who was standing there stupidly moved his head slowly, staring at the scarred lizard.

Those pupils were like empty whirlpools, and just by looking at them, the soul involuntarily throbbed and trance.

Watching the guy feast, the garbage king's scalp tingled for a while, but the amber pupils were not half timid, but filled with burning anger.

Twentieth - That's it!

With a thrust of his feet, he ran like lightning toward the giant mutant, his claws aimed at the guy's knees and ankles.

The bigger the body, the harder it is to control the center of gravity! Just remove this guy's two legs and the scales of victory will fall in his favor!

Sen Ran's cold light flashed, but the frustration of the sharp blade cutting through the flesh and blood did not come.

The garbage king only felt a tingle in the mouth of the bowl and forearm, as if his steel claws were not cut on his legs, but on a lump of steel.

The moment he staggered past the big man, he caught a glimpse of the guy's back out of the corner of his eye, and his face instantly turned into surprise.

"it?!"

What the hell is this?!

The steel spine protruded from the flesh of the back, and three glass jars were inserted in the middle of the spine, and the cavity shook with an unknown yellow-green solution.

Just the ankles and knees that he had just cut with his claws, the dark green skin healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he could clearly see that the underside of the leather was not flesh and blood, but some kind of alloy!

"One by one—"

The dull roar was like a steamship's whistle, and the giant mutant didn't

Giving him time to think, he picked up the half-headless corpse in his hand and swept it over.

The speed is not satisfactory at all!

You can't avoid that extreme distance!

After a solid blow, the already scarred garbage gentleman suddenly flew out and hit the crumbling trunk with a thud.

If the green-skinned muscular guys swarmed up at this time, even if he had three heads and six arms, they would not be able to stop him, but those fellows seemed to think that he would die, and instead of rushing forward, they retreated and let him go to the center of the gladiatorial arena.

There was a muffled groan in his throat, and Trash-kun struggled to his feet, unable to tell if it was the failure of the exoskeleton or the failure of the joints in his body.

The unnamed bones were broken at least three times, and his left arm was almost unconscious, although he was slowly recovering with the talent of "physical regeneration", his body was close to the limit at the moment, and that recovery speed could only be said to be better than nothing.

"...... It's really ruthless! He coughed, choked on a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth, and tried to raise his paw, but an alarm popped up in front of him.

【Warning! The drive joint is damaged by 85% and it is recommended to disengage. 】

"It's noisy!"

The alarm flashed on the tactical eyepiece, and looking at the giant mutant striding towards him, the garbage gentleman gritted his teeth, scratched the pull ring of his right claw on his abdomen, hooked and pulled outward.

The cuirass and shoulder armor exploded outward, and the exoskeleton on his body was there

Like an open umbrella, it completely liberated his body while being scrapped.

Looking at the situation in front of him, the giant mutant paused to take a step, and a trace of surprise appeared in his stupid pupils.

The garbage king glanced at the wreckage of that place, although his heart ached, there was no trace of regret, and he stared at the freak with undiminished fighting spirit, and raised his blood-stained claws.

"Come on! It hurts—"

"Oooo

Before he could finish his words, a loud roar interrupted him in the middle of his sentence.

I saw a black shadow leap into the air and fall towards the giant mutant's back, slashing down with two axes.

"Roaring ——!"

With two axes on his back, the giant mutant let out a painful roar, slammed his right arm and knocked him flying, then stumbled to the side, his mountain-like body slamming into the ground.

The surrounding minions were stunned and forgot to shout for a while

shouted, stunned in place.

They didn't expect that there would be a human alive, and they didn't expect him to jump in and disturb their sacred "blood sacrifice".

"Brother Chicken?!" The garbage gentleman looked in amazement at the bloody midnight chicken killing.

The guy's helmet was completely shattered, his breastplate was riddled with cratered bullet marks and pits, and there was a shocking crack in his shoulder.

Around the breach, even the entire shoulder armor sank in, as if it had been chopped out by a heavy weapon such as an axe.

As you can imagine, he was knocked unconscious by a mutant's axe and fell to the ground with a thud.

And the mutant thought he was dead, so he didn't continue to mend the knife, and rushed here to watch the excitement.

"Help me!"

Midnight Killer roared, threw away the broken logging axe in his hand, grabbed a stick with a blade strung with wire, and rushed forward, hitting the giant mutant who tried to get up from the ground.

"Oh——!"

The blade was smashed, and the giant mutant roared in pain.

Before he could get up from the ground, he was beaten mercilessly on the face, rubbing his nose and eyes together, a shocking blood red.

Midnight Killer had enough strength to make up for the final blow, but the sting pain that hit his side made him fly out with a muffled grunt.

As Ogg strode into battle, he had just rescued Pido, who was wailing in pain, and was about to go up to make up for the human, when a black shadow as fast as lightning flashed before his eyes.

Ogg subconsciously dodged, but saw that the claws were not coming for him at all, but chasing after Pitdo, who was covering his eyes and retreating.

"No !!"

His face changed wildly, and he wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

I saw that the two sharp claws, like rakes plowing the fields, slapped together violently, pulled into Pido's thick throat from the left and right, and grabbed the blood vessels, trachea, and spine.

Then, the lizard slammed

Pull it back!

"Thorn La One One"

The sound of flesh tearing with a hint of stickiness stood out in the silence of the battlefield.

Pido, who had lost most of his throat and spine, lost his huge head in an instant, and fell to the back of his shoulder, leaving only half of the steel bar standing abruptly.

Blood shot out like a fountain and floated in the center of the battlefield. The mountain-like, giant mutant slowly knelt down, his knees heavily embedded in the dirt.

There was a deathly silence.

A pair of green eyes stared at the man and the lizard in the center of the battlefield, and the falling Pido and their standstill leader.

"Twenty ......"

Glancing back at the midnight chicken slumped on the ground, the garbage gentleman smiled, "I'm sorry brother, I took a fancy to this head first." ”

Midnight Killer rolled his eyes and gasped.

"Sixteen...... You win. ”

Counting the previous round of strafing, maybe it could be twenty or thirty.

However, the mutant's resilience is too strong, and he is not sure if the fallen guys are dead, so he can only go offline for a while to watch the aerial replay of the drone.

The only thing he was sure of was that the guys whose heads he had cut off would definitely not survive.

In short, he has done his best.

At this time, I don't know who roared, and the mutants around him swarmed up, and chopped the garbage king standing next to the giant mutant into eight pieces of meat on the spot.

Seeing that the garbage king was glorious offline, Midnight Killer also planned to disconnect, but at this moment, he saw the prosthetic transformation mutant who was suspected of being a boss walking towards him.

If this is captured alive, it will be a bit of a delay.

So he stopped preparing to go offline, wanting to see what this guy was going to do.

At least.

Gotta find a way for him to kill himself.

Raising his hand to stop the mutant warrior from slicing himself in eight pieces, the ugly-looking mutant leader walked up to him and stopped, looking down at him condescendingly.

"Name?"

"Hehe......" Midnight Killer grinned at the corner of his mouth, and took a mouthful

Bloody spit fell on his leg, "Your father." ”

Wait. Lao Tzu will be back!

Oger's expression gradually cooled, and he stretched out his right hand like an iron tong to pinch his head, and his five fingers suddenly began to exert force.

Midnight Killer looked at him indifferently, with a hint of provocation in his eyes, as if to say "That's it?" ”。

Looking at those eyes, Ogg was completely furious, and his thumb and forefinger "clicked" into his temples, pulling the skull of the eye socket down with muscles.

However, until he lost his breath, the man was stunned and did not say a word, and until the end he was mocking

looked at him with an expression.

Crushing the eyeballs and bones in his hands, Oger's face was expressionless, but his heart was shocked and angry.

These human things...... What the hell is going on!

He suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have been provoked by this guy, and brought him back and tortured him with those torture instruments in the tribe, and he could always find something.

And now, all he got was a white brain and a lump of slimy meat......

At this moment, a sentry in animal skins ran up to him and knelt down on one knee in front of him.

"Ogg!" Ogg looked at him with a cold face. "Say."

Looked at by that cold gaze, the mutant sentry's shoulders trembled involuntarily, and he hurriedly said in a muttering voice.

"There were no two-legged cattle in the town, neither four-legged ones, the inhabitants were gone, the houses were empty, and the apostles of the church were not found......"

Before he could finish his sentence, a wounded centurion approached and bowed his head.

"Oger...... We died two hundred and twenty and wounded fifty. There was also a centurion, a big man, five cars. ”

"Ah!! Yah one by one! ”

Ouge, who couldn't stop his anger, raised his head and roared angrily.

He has never been so disgraced!

Five or six hundred brothers were brutally beaten by more than two hundred guys, and more than two hundred!

What made him even more unacceptable was that the human who killed his brother and wore power armor did not appear from beginning to end!

It was as if he had seen the faces of the tribe that were full of ridicule.

The trees beside him rustled, and the whole forest seemed to tremble under his rage.

With a bruise in his neck, he looked at the sentry who was kneeling on one knee and shouted an order.

"The village is burning! Not a single house left! ”

"Yes!" The sentry hurriedly took the order, got up and trotted away. Still puzzled, Oge looked at the centurion in front of him with a fierce look on his face, and asked breathlessly.

"The nearest village, where?" The centurion replied with an urn.

"Hope Town, thirty kilometers to the east!"

"Follow me!"

Ogur looked at the minions around him and continued to shout at the top of his voice, "Flatten them!" Let the two-legged animals cry and scream and run away! Tell them who's in this place! ”

Although it was already the parish of the Torch Church and the sheepfold of the tribe, Ogg was angry!

So many brothers died, and he had to bring back at least 400 heads

Go, in order to silence the guy who laughed at him and satisfy the great chief!

He's going to kill until he's enough!

It's useless to persuade anyone!

"What about the corpses?" The centurion looked at the head and waited expectantly for the order.

Those guys aren't the same as the runaway-only two-legged animals, and they certainly don't taste the same!

He drooled greedily.

And his head lived up to his expectations.

"The head is kept, and the others are cooked! Ogur is going to chop his head when he is full! Ogur roared, and the mutants around him cheered excitedly.

"Whoa!"

A fire broke out in Dust Town, and smoke billowed up.

It's a pity that the residents here have been evacuated, and they can't hold a banquet on the sea of corpses and bones.

A group of mutants snorted and ran to the truck, removed the cauldron and cooking utensils strapped to the truck, and started a fire near the forest with impunity.

The pot was bubbling, and the savage heads were chattering

The song that no one could understand was indescribably cold.

It smelled like blood had clotted.

At this moment, the group of greenskins gathered to eat did not notice that on the hillside not far away, a pair of dark green pupils were quietly watching them, and then silently disappeared into the shadows of the woods

It's like you've never been there......

……

(Thanks to the leaders of "Makabaka" for their rewards!! ）