Grote unhurriedly raised the war hammer in his hand to block it, and Susan's axe with all his strength was easily blocked by him, and Susan, who was taken aback, looked up and saw that Grote's war hammer flashed with lightning, and a bright electric current entered her eyes, Susan suddenly screamed, and her body was knocked backwards by the electric current. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

She fell heavily to the ground, the double-edged tomahawk fell out of her hand, Susan, who struggled to get up, turned to grab her tomahawk, but unexpectedly Grote raised the warhammer in his hand and pointed it to the sky, only to hear a loud thunder explode in the air, and a lightning bolt hit Susan's body, knocking her to the ground.

Susan, who felt paralyzed all over, fell to the ground with convulsions and couldn't get up, seeing Grote walking towards her menacingly, she stretched out her trembling hand to the double-edged tomahawk that fell not far away, and her fingers were only a little close to touching the handle of the tomahawk, but at this time Grote walked up to her and grabbed her hair.

"Ahh

He slammed the hammer in his hand into Susan's head, only to hear a loud scream, Grote let go of the hand that grabbed Susan's hair, and as he stepped back in horror, he touched his bare right shoulder with his hand, and saw that something had burned his skin, leaving a clear scar.

"What's going on?" Grote looked around in shock and rage, trying to find the thing that burned him, and then Rog casually stretched out a finger and flapped his wings with the little furball on his shoulder, and whispered, "I like your dark magic more and more, little villain." ”

"You should like me more and more!" corrected the little furball in a serious manner.

"I still like my cigar that you threw away as soon as you burned Grote......," Rog said with a slightly regretful sigh.

Taking advantage of the opportunity for Rogge and Lilith to interfere with Grote, Susan grabbed her double-edged battle axe and stood up with the paralysis of her body, she already felt that there was a clear gap between herself and Grote, and she was not his opponent at all in a head-to-head contest, so she didn't dare to attack Grote head-on.

Grote also saw her fear, and began to summon lightning to attack Susan with a warhammer, Susan could only dodge as best she could, and at the same time swung flames with a tomahawk from a distance to attack Grote, but in a panic, there was no guarantee of accuracy at all, and Grote easily dodged each time.

As time passed, Susan's physical exertion became more and more great, but Grote occupied the absolute initiative with leisure and work, not giving Susan any respite, Susan, who felt the pressure, was restless, became more and more flustered, and fell into a vicious circle that could not be broken.

Suddenly, the camp of Rogge and the others parted ways, and Karn, the old patriarch of the Kabu tribe, came over surrounded by soldiers, and he stopped beside Rog and Antonio and shouted, "Grote!"

Hearing this high-pitched shout, Grote stopped attacking Susan and looked back sharply in Karn's direction, Susan, who had a little respite, also stopped, panting and looking back at Karn, the old patriarch nodded to her encouragingly, and turned to Grote and said, "Do you remember me?"

"Old thing, do you want to try the hammer in my hand too?" Grouter sneered and swept the war hammer in his hand and said, "Don't worry, wait until I smash the head of this cheap girl left by Sur, and then try how hard your skull is!"

"And then?" Karn asked, looking at him calmly, "Kill Susan and me, and you will be able to continue to be your Great Chief?" He pointed to the troll Grand Chief Amus beside him and said, "There's another old rival of yours here, and I guess he won't follow any tribal rules with you." ”

Grote glanced coldly at his long-cherished enemy Amus, and was about to retort when Karn continued, "And the humans here, the Captain of the Knights of the Silver Dragon Wings, Antonio, the Marksman, Miss Catherine, and the Grand Mage, Miss Tali, and ......"

He turned his gaze to Rogge, who was leisurely smoking a cigarette beside him, and his tone suddenly became gloomy: "You are no stranger to Mr. 'Lone Wolf' Rogge, each of them can chop your corpse into mud, your so-called victory is just a stupid fantasy, Grote, the goddess of victory will not favor you." ”

Karn's words made Grote's face darken, and he looked at the people Karn had just mentioned, and saw that each of them was staring at him, and the only one who didn't look directly at him was Rog, who looked down and smoked a cigar.

"Hmph, Karn, put away your tricks, don't try to intimidate me with these vile words!" Grote pretended to be calm and pointed his hammer at Karn, but the expression on his face was far less confident than before, when Rogge suddenly looked up and said, "Ah, by the way, Grand Chief, I forgot to tell you something!"

Everyone present looked back at Rogge when he heard this, and Grote looked at the leisurely expression on his face suspiciously, only to see Rogge look like an idle messenger and said, "Miss Alice, the 'master copy' of the Shadow Fortress, asked me to tell you before she died, she has booked a noble suite in Hell, and you can go and spend quality time with her at any time." ”

After saying that, Rogge lowered his head and continued to smoke his cigar, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him, Grote stared at him in shock and anger but there was nowhere to attack, Alice's death and Karn's words were like pouring a barrel of kerosene into the fire, and the fire of fear in his heart burst into flames in an instant.

Seeing that Grote's mind was in turmoil, Karn said to Susan in his usual old-fashioned tone, "Go, son, on behalf of all of us, believe in yourselves, your father's heroic spirit is with you, and we are all with you." ”

Susan nodded solemnly, clenched the double-edged battle axe burning with fire in her hand, she pointed her sword-like gaze at Grote and pounced on him, the distraught Grote hurriedly swung the war hammer and released several lightning bolts, Susan had already taken precautions, and rushed in front of him with a strange pace to dodge Grote's attacks one after another.

Taken aback, Grart raised the warhammer in his hand to meet Susan, but Susan dodged the hammer that he smashed head-on, and flashed a blazing flame from the flank, and the flames splashed on Grote's body, burning the exposed skin of his body to a sizzling sound.

A panicked Grote hurriedly retreated backwards, and at the same time slammed the flames on his body with his hand, Susan took the opportunity to jump up, the blazing double-edged tomahawk volleyed into the air, Grote hurriedly raised the warhammer to block, the tomahawk slashed at the surface of the warhammer, and a fiery snake slammed through the warhammer and hit Grote's face.

Despite wearing a golden helmet on his head and not burning his face by the flames, Grote was still rushed backwards by the onrushing flames, and he steadied his body breathlessly, panting and glaring at Susan in front of him, seeing her raise the double-edged battle axe in her hand and throw it at Grote.

The big chief flashed sideways, and the double-edged battle axe roared past him with fire, seeing that the battle axe did not hit him, Grote had a bottom in his heart, and he turned over proudly and smiled at Susan: "Little girl, do you really think that you can defeat me with just a few strokes? Don't you think you are too stupid?"

"Only the truly stupid think that everyone else is stupid, and only themselves are the smartest. Susan looked at him with a calm expression, a mysterious sneer on her lips.

Grote, noticing the oddity, looked back at hers, only to see that Susan's tomahawk struck the giant statue of himself behind him, and the shattering flames and heavy impact shattered the pedestal, and the unstable statue cast a huge shadow on Grot's body, falling down on him.

"No!" Grote turned and ran in horror in the face of the giant statue of himself that had fallen, but the statue still fell heavily on top of him, and Grart threw himself forward to the ground, holding the Chief's warhammer and reaching forward in exactly the same posture as the statue holding the warhammer that had knocked him down.

Everyone present retreated to avoid the smoke and rubble that rose from the statue's fall, and when they saw the half-cut body of Grote exposed outside the statue, they all stood there for a moment, when suddenly Karn pointed at Susan and shouted, "Great Chief, Great Chief!"

The orcs present shouted in unison, including the remaining hundred or so Orc soldiers of the Kentra tribe under Grote, also laid down their weapons and chanted the name of "Great Chieftain" together, and the orc soldiers stepped forward to pick up Susan, gathered around her and threw her into the air, the crowd cheered.

After a brief moment of jubilation, the orcs lowered Susan, and at Karn's behest, Susan went to Grote's corpse, snatched the warhammer from the corpse's hand, and turned to the edge of the platform, turning her back to the platform and speaking loudly to the crowd.

"Soldiers, warriors, leaders, a century ago, we were puppets of the Shadow Fortress, under the control of the Dark Wizards, in the terrible War of the Century, and the wounds left by that war have not subsided to this day!"

"Now, the Shadow Fortress wants to repeat that sad history and continue to turn us into puppets in his hands, and Grote will not hesitate to slaughter dissidents and betray his people for the sake of his ambition and dream of dominating the wasteland, and willingly become the puppet of the Shadow Fortress, so that the entire orc race will be toyed with between the applause of the dark wizards!"

She looked around at everyone present with emotion, and said in an excited tone: "We will never be cannon fodder and pawns of the dark wizard again, and we will never let our brothers and sisters pay for the dark wizard's sinister conspiracy!"

"From now on, we will unite with the Spartans, the Trolls, the Zerg, and all races of the wasteland, so that the Shadow Fortress will never dare to set foot in the wasteland again!"

Speaking of emotion, Susan raised the chieftain's warhammer in her hand, raised her arms with her back to the first morning sun of dawn and shouted, "Orcs will never be slaves!"

"Orcs will never be slaves, orcs will never be slaves!" the orcs and trolls present shouted in unison, and the thunderous shouts echoed in the sky above the Yellow Sand Fortress, like the rising sun behind Susan, dispelling the last trace of darkness between heaven and earth, and filling the earth with light.

Standing in the crowd, Rogge listened to the excited shouts of the orcs beside him, and couldn't help but show a relieved smile, he silently prayed to the dead Sur in his heart, and at this moment, the little furball lying on top of his head and watching the excitement suddenly shouted: "Fat people will never be slaves!"