Aaron fired, and from his fingertips, Chaos Missiles were generated out of thin air, shooting towards the enemy like a storm, and the heavenly wind magic blessed Disma and Eleanor, strengthening their agility attributes, and the thorn shield from the life system protected them from being lost by the orc's arrows.

Scattered arrows were fired from the heights of the inner courtyard, a Chaos missile broke an orc's arm, he convulsed and struggled to fall from the second floor, many orcs tried to find cover, but in the past few months, they had basically destroyed everything in the temple that could be destroyed or burned as firewood, and when they needed to find a table, they couldn't find anything.

At this time, Maximian had also dealt with the remnants of the orcs outside the main hall, and he strode into the inner courtyard, and when he raised his hand, he missed an arrow and directly cut off half of the head of an orc.

The explosion of the flames diverted Aaron's attention, only to see Disma jump down the stairs in some embarrassment, the hem of his clothes was ignited, and the hair on his head was also electrified into an explosive head, and the second senior shouted angrily: "Aaron! There is an orc shaman on the second floor! ”

Orc shamans?

"Stand back, I'll give it to the caster!" Aaron motioned to Disma and Eleanor not to go up to the second floor first, although it is difficult to say how strong the orc shaman who appears here will be, but once hit by a spell, there will still be countless variables, they are here to activate the temple, not to destroy the orcs.

Disma took a sip and could only retreat, while Eleanor continued to chant Suren's holy name, and Miss Priest was shrouded in moonlight as she summoned the divine guards.

The retreat of the two gave the orc shaman on the second floor a breathing space, and he roared as he motioned for the orc soldiers to regroup, and began to chant a spell himself, a long bolt of lightning forming in his hand.

Three-ring magic, lightning beams?

Aaron immediately recognized the magic, and the orcs were demoralized by the orc shaman's spell casting, and they rushed out of the second floor with a howl, a dozen orc soldiers in leather armor and iron shoulders shouting the holy name of Geush in unison, covered in blood except for their hateful eyes.

One of them jumped from the second floor and rushed at Eleanor with a machete, as if thinking that the woman was the best bully, but Eleanor smashed the orc's head with a hammer along with the shield and helmet, and Miss Priest shouted angrily and lifted the orc to the side with the help of the power of the divine guard, listening to the sound of the orc's bones shattering.

Disma laughed wildly, the second senior could only show such a happy smile in the bloody rain, his scimitar danced a whirlwind, beheaded an orc on the spot, and then pierced the abdomen of the other orc with a short sword, pulling the orc's body in front of him, and the two crossbows and arrows that flew from him hit the orc's body immediately, Disma threw him into a pile of rags, watching the orc smash the remaining chair fragments in a dying state.

Finally, the orc shaman's magic was ready, and a twenty-foot beam of lightning was summoned, but then in the frightened eyes of the orc shaman, it reversed a direction and came towards him, and a crackling thick electric current swept through the orcs, knocking down the rows of orcs on the spot, and they were roasted into a scorched lake by the electricity in the howl.

Not because of pain, but because of shameful failure.

Maximian continued to seize the opportunity to shoot, and the warrior monk of the Sword Saint Sect shot one arrow after another, until two orcs touched him from the side, the cousin was not in a hurry, he held the longbow in one hand and swept it, and under the infusion of the power of qi, he just used the longbow made of willow wood to cut a large hole in the orc's body like a machete.

Maximian retracted his longbow and blocked the attacking dagger with the back of his bow, and the Sword Saint Sect warrior monk sealed it with one hand, and following the power of the attacker, he sealed it with one hand and punched it out.

Warrior Monk's Battle Skill - Red Lotus Seal.

The flames of the explosion exploded from the fist and the fist in the orc's ribs, and the entire orc's body was like a watermelon, mixed with flesh, organs, brains, and bones, and a large piece of filth splashed in the explosion, directly staining the entire wall, and a strong foul smell of blood suddenly spread, and a lump of bright red unidentified turbidity on the wall slid down along gravity.

The remaining arm of the exploding orc was lightly kicked away by the Sword Saint Sect warrior monk.

This scene is beautiful, it is simply art.

Aaron and the others emptied the hall of the inner courtyard, and Aaron did not save firepower at this time, he called out one after another Tzeentch flames to sweep away all the shadows that could be hiding, and the four-person team advanced steadily, while the remaining orcs were defeated and retreated, and they continued to retreat under the leadership of the "Eye of Geush", leaving one corpse after another.

From the hall of the inner courtyard to the living quarters, the fierce exchange of fire between the four-man squad and the remnants of the orc soldiers rose higher and higher.

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Eventually, the scarred Eye of Geush slammed into the wall of an inner sanctum, gasping for breath, two arrows stuck in his body, and a wound in his shoulder that was still smoking—proof of Tzeentch's bite on it.

The badly wounded Guush well-wisher, with only one eye, held his double-edged axe in one hand, and in a voice full of anger and hatred, he constantly said that he could still fight.

"You, who are coming, follow me, fight?"

"Glory, duel?"

"Come?"

"In the name of Geush, with the will of Rusek, come and fight!"

The Eye of Gułsh roared frantically, and his battle axe swirled around the bodies of the four men, signaling that he had the ability to fight alone! What is a group fight?

Aaron didn't bother to heed the clamor of the Eye of Gush, on the contrary, he had raised his hand to give him a good time.

"Wait!" At this time, Disma was interested, and he stretched out his hand and motioned for you to wait: "I'll come." ”

With a sword and a sword, the second senior stood opposite the Eye of Geush, his short sword raised flat, the tip of the sword raised, signaling me to accept your challenge.

"Senior?" Aaron frowned: "We don't have that much extra time!" ”

"Don't worry, I'll finish it right away." Disma motioned to you not to worry, I have my own measure.

He came to the Eye of Guush and signaled that he could begin: "Orc, come to the duel, just you, follow me." ”

"Good! Come! The Eye of Geush couldn't help but smile smugly on his hideous face when he saw that someone had actually come up to fight him, and the well-wisher of the orc god quietly sucked a mouthful of slime from his throat and prepared for battle.

The two sides stood still, and a duel was about to break out.

"Three, two, one." Disma yelled, "Begin! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Disma rushed away like an arrow, and the short sword in his hand was provoked from the bottom up, straight to the chest of the Eye of Guush!

The speed of the orcs seemed to be full, and it seemed as if the battle was about to end directly.

However, halfway through the rush, Disma suddenly slid sideways, forcibly stopping his thrust, forcing himself to move sideways in the air, and forcibly throwing himself away.

The Aaron trio was puzzled by the scene in front of them, until the orc body had already made a series of reactions in response to Disma's advance.

Blessing of Geush - Blind Battle!

Orc rage!

Blind whirlwind!

The Power of Ritual Scars!

Blinding saliva!

As if instinctively, the Eye of Gush opened with all his might at the moment when Disma approached, and he unleashed his last furious force, and the orc's body bones made a burst of rattling sounds, and the whole body was pulled up with a sudden, the muscles on the body expanded rapidly, and the injured position healed quickly, and bursts of white smoke came out of the wound.

This is the orc rage that has been blessed by the one-man god Geush!

Each eye of the Gush is the owner of the blessing of the orc god, and according to the normal law, if any creature loses an eye, it will cause a significant decrease in vision and vision, and it will be limited everywhere in battle.

But the Eye of Geush has this ability, when they dedicate their eyes to the Orc Lord God, the Orc Lord God will give them the ability to "blind fight", with this ability, the Eye of Geush will not be limited by one eye in battle, and some of the best can fight the enemy with ease and ease without even needing vision!

And it was with this instinctive judgment that the Eye of Gułsh unleashed his strongest combat skill the moment Disma attacked, a two-handed battle axe swirled quickly in the air, blowing one hurricane after another of death!

Along with the hurricane, there is also a constant spurt of saliva from the orc's mouth, which has a strong corrosive effect, and the stench attached to it can also cause some trouble for the enemy.

However, none of these stunts worked, and as Disma forcibly moved his body away, the sly expression on the face of the Eye of Geush came to an abrupt end.

Enemy, did not fall into his trap?

"Bells and whistles!" Dismar spat coldly, the second senior stuck the short sword on the ground, he pulled the bolt of the shotgun firearm, watched the orc put on a gorgeous performance, kept a safe distance, and pulled the trigger.

Shoot at close range!

"Boom!"

The Eye of Geush was hit by a single shot, and the muzzle of the shotgun erupted into a long cloud of flame, which blasted out in pieces, blasting the orc into the air, and he slammed into the wall on the spot, his berserk body shattering the stone wall and plunging headlong into the wood and plaster.

Bearing a lot of recoil, Disma allowed his body to slide for a while before starting the pursuit, the short sword was drawn from the ground, and before the orcs could recover their strength, the second senior sword pierced through the remaining eye of the Eye of Gush.

Blood was all over the sky, a long column of blood spurted out from the eye socket of the Eye of Geush, and Disma's sword was open with blood grooves, and the second senior's weapon had always been afraid that the opponent's blood would not flow out.

"Harm, I've heard that these orc gods' blessings are very cunning." Disma spat again, admiring the orc's dying struggle: "See? Junior brother, he can just deceive one is one, you have to remember, don't give them this kind of opportunity. ”

"Only dead orcs are good orcs." The second senior pulled the bolt again: "I have long wanted to test the firepower of this weapon, and now it seems that the craftsman you introduced to me is not bad, but the ammunition is very expensive." ”

"The whole body of this orc's belongings may not be worth the ammunition money for these two bullets." Disma counted how much ammunition he still had on him: "This is the orcs, junior, don't want to get anything valuable from them." ”

The Eye of Geush wasn't dead, he was still trying to struggle, the orc was still alive despite his body being out of force, despite his skulls being pierced, he was still struggling, the more he struggled, the more he bleed, and the more he bleed, the more he twisted.

This is the case with orc rage, in a berserk state, the orc will not die as long as they are in a rage, unless they are decapitated or their most important life-supporting organs are destroyed.

It is said that there is also an advanced class of zealots among the barbarians known as "Undead Fury", these people can ignore any fatal blow as long as they are in a berserk state, and no amount of terrible damage (unless it is a direct amputation and decapitation) can incapacitate them, they are natural killers.

Once the Undead Rage is over, these fanatics can quickly recover from all injuries to a non-lethal level and go into shock and pass out, falling into suspended animation waiting for rescue.

Isn't it very strong?

This is the realm, and there are all kinds of strange and advanced classes.

However, the conditions for the advancement of fanatics are also very harsh, requiring the strength and approval of the gods, and it is not easy for a barbarian, a profession with low intelligence, low perception and low charisma to gain the attention of the gods and be recognized by the gods.

The fury of the Eye of Gush continued for about thirty seconds after it fell to the ground, and Aaron didn't even know if the orc had spurted a large bucket of blood, and finally died in endless resentment and curse.

Disma laughed happily, his blood was covered in orcs, but he smiled more than ever, as if it was a pleasure for him to admire the orcs' dying struggles.

Only combat and good weapons can make Disma smile.

On the other hand, Eleanor and Maximian both frowned, they didn't like this kind of scene, the orcs were enemies, just kill them, and Disma's torture they didn't like.

"Why are you doing this? It's nothing more than a matter of cutting more. Maximian spoke, and his cousin folded his hands: "Sir, the orcs are cruel, hateful, vile, and evil, and it is our duty to destroy them, but if we do the same with them, then what difference do we have from them?" ”

"It's not your turn to take care of my business, Aaron's cousin." Disma said nonchalantly: "Moreover, I remember that in the teachings of the Silver Lady, there is also a saying 'an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth', right? Look at the children's choir outside, you don't really think I'm cruel, do you? ”

"Sir! Of course, we emphasize homomorphic revenge, but you're obviously not an eye for an eye or a tooth for a tooth, you're taking it as a pleasure! Maximian then accused: "It is also said in the teachings of our lord that you are in this state, which is called 'blood drunkenness', and if you do not control it, it will destroy you." ”

"I don't believe in your God." Disma sneered: "Preachy, why do you like to preach so much like the stinky old man?" Do I know you well? You go to someone else, don't look for me. ”

Maximian was distraught by Disma's words, he folded his hands, silently recited a few words of Suren's divine name, and gave up persuasion.

Eleanor was held by Aaron's hand, and Miss Priest's mouth was open, forcing her attention to turn to the temple itself.

The enemies in the temple have been cleared, and the next step is to carry out the ritual of channeling Suren's divine power.

It was only when he found a place that Aaron was bothered by the situation in front of him.

He saw colorful ribbons fluttering on the ceiling, on which Suren's teachings were written, and on the floor of the inner hall in front of him, the original divine power transmission device had been badly damaged by the orcs, and the floor and ceiling had been hollowed out, forming a cavernous hall.

Underneath was a tangled, disorganized, burnt wreckage, and bare-bones hung from the rafters with a mass of smeared blood and filth with evil emblems and heretical writings.

In the center of the inner sanctum, the idol of Suren was covered with orc feces, and even Suren's lips and eyebrows were painted black and thick with dung, his nose was crushed, his cheeks were painted with feces like three patterns like a cat's whisker, and his neck and skirt were painted with a bunch of "ooxx" and the like.

Eleanor summoned Shimizu with divine magic, reluctantly cleaned the filth from the idol, and then began to study how to channel the divine power, Aaron and Maximian helped by the side, while Disma stood guard outside.

"How's that, okay?" After a while, Aaron asked in a low voice.

"Yes, yes, but the ceremony site was badly damaged." Eleanor carefully measured the trajectory of the divine power, and the voice of the priest could not stop the anger, and the original disgust for Disma's cruelty dissipated as she surveyed the scene, and instead felt that the orc's death was enough to taste: "We must be careful." ”

"The orcs have destroyed the four running tracks, only two of the tracks can still be used, and it is better for the three gems to be activated at the same time, otherwise, due to the uneven operation of the divine power, there may be an accident." Eleanor moved the clutter away.

"After months of destruction, this temple is already crumbling, Aaron, cousin, improve your attention, otherwise the operation will fail, the temple will collapse, and we will all be buried inside."

Aaron looked at the ceiling, there were indeed some cracks in it, and the load-bearing pillars had been broken by the orcs.

"Alright, let's start preparing for the ceremony!"

…………

On the ruins of a house not far from the temple, a legendary assassin from the Sea of Moon, Dreadblade, wearing a long black trench coat and hiding himself in the shadows, smiled as Aaron and the others cleaned up the orcs in the temple.

"It's good, Aaron Salian."

The legendary assassin chuckled and spread out the magic scroll in his hand.

6 Rings of Magic, Miniature Seismology.

"It's a pity that today, you and your team are going to die inside!"

"And I didn't do it!"

"The orcs did it."

With that, the Dreadblade sent a signal into the distance.

A large orc patrol nearby immediately got the signal, and the two-headed ogre, who was more than four meters tall, roared: "That's it, that's it, there's food coming!" ”

"Prepare to fight, you idiots!"

"Assemble, assemble!"

A team of 50 ogres, 20 orcs, and some of the servants immediately turned back and began to advance towards the Temple of Suren.