Verse 21 is angry

In the middle of the square in the center of the city, there is a pool with a diameter of nearly 100 meters, and in the middle of the pool is a statue of a beautiful woman, whose body is carved from white jade, and is about ten meters high. The beautiful woman is holding a water bottle in her hand, and the sculpture shows her pouring out the water in the water bottle. At this time, the large multicolored water bottle was constantly spewing out a large amount of water and pouring it into the pool.

In fact, this water bottle is magically processed, and the inside is connected to the water material plane, so the water source can flow for tens of thousands of years without drying up. At that time, the city builders diverted the water from the pond to the whole city for everyone's use, so this is the source of the city's water source. It is the existence of water that makes it the only oasis in the Gobi.

At this time, there was a human team standing in the square, which seemed to be passing by and had just arrived. There were about 200 of them, 50 horses, and about 50 huge golden camels. I haven't seen this camel before, but I saw that they are all three meters tall, and they have a layer of golden hair more than half a foot long on their bodies, and they are majestic and burly. However, judging from the forage they kept eating, these animals were just docile domestic animals, not magical beasts for battle.

Next to these golden camels, some goods were piled up, and in addition to the usual consumption of fodder, water, and tents, the most conspicuous were more than thirty unconscious giants. These giants are unusually tall and majestic, and the muscles all over their bodies are bulging high, and with the height of three or four meters, they look like King Kong. Their most striking feature is a large one-eyed eye on their forehead.

The old evil didn't know much about them, but in the old evil's opinion, since these guys could be captured alive by such a group of not very strong humans, they must not be much stronger, so he didn't care, and instead observed the humans who were busy camping. However, the old mage on the other side did not see it that way, and when he saw the giants, he was immediately astonished, and his eyes were almost popping out, and he could hardly believe that it was real.

It turned out that the old mage recognized the identities of these giants, and they were none other than the Cyclops in the Orc Kingdom, a powerful sixth-level class second only to the Beamon Behemoth.

You know, these cyclops are not ordinary, they are also the best in the sixth-level troops. These guys are naturally gifted with spells, turning mud into stone, and can create round stone balls of various sizes directly from the ground beneath their feet. The large stone ball is nearly two feet in diameter and weighs one or two hundred pounds, and ordinary cyclops can throw this kind of stone ball hundreds of meters away. The kind of huge habitual surname that the stone ball carries is something that even a fourth- or fifth-level warrior would not dare to take hard.

Of course, after throwing such a distance, the hit rate of the stone ball must be miserable, but don't forget, Cyclops are social creatures, and if a dozen Cyclops are smashed together, even a rabbit will be difficult to escape their poisonous hands.

As for the small stone balls, they are used for close-range shooting. A dozen pounds of small stone balls are in the hands of cyclops, just like eggs in human hands. Within a hundred meters, the small stone ball smashed by the cyclops not only has a high hit rate, but also has great strength, and the average third-level warrior will lose half his life if he doesn't die.

In addition, although the Cyclops are mainly long-range attacks, with their strong physique, as well as the existence of another natural spell body protection stone skin, they are also fierce and abnormal in close combat.

With such a powerful class, the combat effectiveness is extremely perverted. Of the two hundred humans in front of him, only fifty were warriors with fighting spirit, most of them were low-level fighters who had just been promoted, and the strongest guy among them was only level five. Under normal circumstances, three or four cyclops can beat these two hundred people to the ground, crying dad and mother, and there is no damage in itself. But I don't know why, these more than 30 cyclops have become captives of humans, which is really strange. The old mage couldn't figure out what was going on.

At this moment, a terrible scream attracted the attention of the old mage. The old mage immediately looked over and saw that several mercenaries who looked like leaders were torturing a poor wolf woman. The woman was apparently also their captive, about twenty years old, and she looked okay. It's just that at this time, she was covered in **, her arms were tied behind her back, her bronzed skin was scarred, and there was a wisp of blood hanging from the corner of her mouth, no, to be more precise, it seemed to be biting a piece of meat.

It turns out that the women of the wolf clan are not far from humans, and the main difference is that they have a fluffy tail behind them and sharp fangs in their mouths. Just now, it was obvious that those mercenaries wanted to insult her, but they were bitten instead. At this time, a mercenary's hand was bleeding, and his entire thumb was bitten off with a piece of flesh, and he screamed.

This mercenary was gorgeously dressed and was obviously a person of status, otherwise it would not be his turn to play with this woman. But he didn't expect him to suffer a big loss because of this, annoyed and angry, he pulled out the sword with his other hand, and slashed it fiercely, after a few swords, the poor wolf woman was cut off her legs, cut her chest, and the two plump ** were also slashed twice.

This woman is worthy of being a belligerent wolf clansman, with an extremely hard temper, even though she was so fatally injured, she still did not beg for mercy and screamed, but scolded: "You damned fellows, the great orc warriors will not let you go!"

"Fuck you!" the guy kicked the woman away, and then said disdainfully: "The orc warriors are a fart, if they dare to come, Lao Tzu will blow up their juhua with a riding spear!"

"Haha!" the other mercenaries burst out laughing, but the dying woman took her last breath in grief and indignation.

The old mage was also not used to the brutality of these mercenaries, frowning slightly, and said in his heart, these guys are too useless, and they are stupid and terrible. You said you had nothing to do with the last sentence? I wonder if there's a son of the Prophet Naga here? Well, I don't know how that kid will react when he hears this.

When the old mage thought of this, he turned his head to look at the old evil, but unexpectedly, the old evil who was still standing beside him just now was gone at this time. The old mage was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a fierce murderous aura emanating from his head, and when he hurriedly looked up, he saw a black shadow flying out from the upper floor of his own, just like a flying bird, directly across a distance of nearly 100 meters, and then fell heavily to the ground. On the spot, the stone slab floor was smashed into rubble and dust.

When the dust cleared, people saw that the old evil appeared there in his prototype state, with four arms hanging lightly, and a long tail swaying from side to side. And the murderous aura on his face was like substance, stabbing everyone in horror.

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