Human warriors, in the eyes of brute orcs, the biggest characteristic is that they like to dodge.

They will use all kinds of inexplicable abilities to create the environment and the general situation, and use ambushes and preset mechanisms to win.

In this way, humans are despicable, and the brutes should be the real strong!

Putting all life energy into flesh and blood, and unreservedly exerting it with the purest power, who dares to have the slightest criticism of such a strong person?

"It doesn't matter if you're an illusion or if you've prepared any traps, we'll crush them one by one!"

The mace of the brute leader was as big as two Ivies, and he smashed it when he picked it up.

"Illusions?Mechanism?It seems that the brutes, who are known for their dead eyes, are also feared by humans. ”

Ivy smiled contemptuously, the bandages on her shoulders steaming hot, and she launched a hard attack, but her body did not shy away from the mace that covered her head.

Thunderbolt elbow strike!

As Ivy pushed the other party's waist eye, the leader of the brute orcs smashed his body into the wall behind him as if he had been stabbed by a battering ram.

"Is it some kind of trick to transfer by force! I obviously hit you first!"

The orc leader bounced up almost as soon as he touched the ground, roaring in rage.

"I'll do it with the help of transferring or something, but it's too much of a waste of time to catch up with the progress of the project now. ”

Ivy had already planted the two orcs headfirst to the ground as she spoke, but she took the initiative to attack, forcibly hug them, and then completely violently smashed them out of the pit.

In the past, the tactics of waiting for people to make a move and then relying on strength to maneuver no longer exist, and the direct collision of forces is the power that makes people speechless.

"It's nice to not have to use your brain to fight. ”

Ivy stretched out her arms and pounced on the most dense area of the orcs: "Little lambs, I'm coming." ”

"Little lamb?"

The Radical Law definitely has a 300% bonus on this group of wild guys, and dozens of elite orc soldiers who are five or six meters tall listened to Ivy's words, their eyes became blood-red, and their whole bodies burst out with blood-colored life energy under the howl!

These guys who worship only killing, obey only power. The explosion of life energy is no worse than the complex and diverse fighting spirit of human beings, and the biggest feature of these primitive life energy burns is that they can fight against each other regardless of level.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Sensing that even in her own realm, her fighting spirit was being consumed at an extremely rapid rate, Ivy became more cautious.

She shrank the field to her side, making the area where the vindictive spirit came into contact smaller.

But the movement was still defenseless, and he put his head on the chest of the nearest brutman, and then carried it up and swept around.

A big monster with a tenfold difference in body size and an estimated weight difference of a hundred times is being fiddled with by a little girl like a doll!

The effect of the power bandage is directly reflected in the gripping force. As long as this strength is enough to bear the weight of the brute, then no skill is required, and there is no difference between grabbing and pocketing.

In fact, playing with dolls is slandering Ivy, but people use authentic professional wrestling moves.

Pin your arms and ankles to the elbows and ankles of the orcs, and pout them in reverse—the limbs that looked white and thin made crunching the big hands and feet that were red and muscular, and the roaring orcs howled unwillingly and shed tears of blood and tears.

You can't blame them for crying bitterly, the stronger their muscles and bones are. The pain of being broken is more intense, but for the arrogant and conceited orcs, the tears are undoubtedly the ultimate humiliation.

And the owner, who has fine skin and tender meat, obviously bends his body more than the victim. But what people show is only beauty.

Ivy was trained by her mother's soft body as a stunning dancing girl to perform imaginative and difficult movements again and again, while the audience and even the participants of this stage play let out a miserable howl.

Kill, kill, kill!

The raging orc soldiers had lost their minds, their size doubled again, and their skin became red and translucent. It was as if there was a flame burning in the skin.

Long knives, sharp axes, maces, whether they hurt their own people or not, in short, the iron whirlwind beckoned to Ivy.

Plop plop flesh flying. Most of the victims are their own people, but what does it matter?

The thick blood aura will only make the other orcs more fanatical, and the next attack will only be more violent!

"Huhu, the atmosphere of the scene has been heated up, so the performance will officially begin. ”

Ivy was naturally at the center of the bloody storm, but she didn't suffer any damage, and she always had one or two orcs in her hands that were strong enough to block more than three-quarters of her body's attackable positions.

At this time, she no longer abides by the self-defined rules of "only using force and not skill", in the face of those whistling fists and feet, knives and sticks, and even sacrificing her body to collide, those who can borrow strength will borrow strength, and those who can deviate will be biased, and those who are really tricky will not mind eating hard.

However, these guiding forces are not bounced off the future as usual by force, but are rotated and locked at a pivot point, encapsulating an external force.

If it weren't for that, Ivy would have kicked off in the face of a tricky attack, so why bother.

As this stream of blood and violence swirled into a sphere with a radius of 200 meters, Ivy finally exerted her strength, and the power of the rolling thousand beasts fell inexorably towards a supporting pillar in the castle hall.

The supporting pillar was full of ten people hugging each other, all of which were made of the entire line of ink and rock, and it was impossible to destroy it with idle fighting spirit and magic, only a simple thrust could destroy it.

There was a stir in the hall, and the smoke of gunpowder filled the air.

But there are eight support columns, and at least for now there is no danger of collapse.

"Well, my head is a little dizzy, these orcs still have some ways to fight against the violent, they actually ignore the level and resist a qiē alien life energy, if it is analyzed by human martial arts theory, it is simply to take killing intent as a belief, which is not uncommon, it is rare that thousands of orcs have the same character, belief. ”

Ivy realized that the big project of demolishing the entire fortress on her own might be a bit overbearing: there are only eight supporting columns in one hall, and the entire fortress should have no less than 200 according to the scale, which is really an iron wall!

Well, it would be a miracle that the iron-walled fortress that had stopped the human attack for nearly a hundred years was really destroyed by Ivy single-handedly overnight.

When you see it, you will accept it and go home to sleep.

Ivy still walked back as leisurely as she had come.

"You don't want to go!"

It was the voice of the leader of the brutes, and he could still speak.

Also. After all, Ivy wants to use the power of the orcs to demolish the city, and the dead guys are meaningless, so even if there are flesh and blood in this group of unlucky ghosts, they are also injured by the violent fighting spirit and sharp weapons carried by their own people, and even so, few of them died on the spot.

What's more, the blood of these elite orcs is red, but the tendons are iron blue, and they are as strong as metal fibers, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are steel bodies.

Ivy broke the bones of the orcs, and also used the field of inertia to help. The difficulty of the bones being deformed is simplified, and the fact that they cry so hard only shows that their nerve sensitivity is also very good, and it is by no means comparable to the walking dead in the wilderness.

At this time, the orc leader called out to Ivy, she was not afraid, after all, she had just won a big victory, what was there to be afraid of!

With the power that had just destroyed the support column, Ivy really planned to use her strength to change her strength to grab people's heads, and it was not difficult.

"You're strong. But it doesn't seem that we are the human warriors who often fight with us, don't you see that we are not the original garrison of this fortress?"

The leader crunched forward and ate the mace in his hand:

"I'm the stronghold of the Barbarian Beast Tribe, one of the ten chieftains of the Bloodforge Walled City. Wisdom Evil Boss Guess!"

"I don't care who you are, so if you want to die, I'll give you a ride!"

Ivy turned back impatiently, though she muttered to herself that the self-proclaimed chieftain was called the Psychic Evil Head. It's not like the style of an orc, but looking at his weird behavior of gnawing mace, it's really weird and violent to the extreme. It's very much in line with the orc style.

Since she wants to kill her, Ivy is targeting the other party's spine.

As long as you use joint skills to twist his neck, it is useless to have any violent vindictiveness.

Ivy is not a speed player, but the basic ability is there, and the speed is definitely not slow when she gets serious.

The two hands staggered up to the neck of the orc leader, using the snake twisting technique of the routine in the martial arts classics, and if the proficiency is high, you can take away a human head in an instant.

But at the moment of success, Ivy suddenly realized a premonition of danger!

The source of this critical commotion is actually the dark particle in his right hand!

That kind of high-end gadgets that are usually untouchable and incomprehensible actually made an uneasy commotion?

At that moment, Ivy saw the orc leader nonchalantly pause his mace and bite down on his wrist.

It was slow enough, and the chief of Ochai didn't suddenly exert force, but bit his mace in his original rhythm, and then temporarily turned to bite Ivy's hand.

So Ivy dodged in time, as a matter of course.

"Well, it's very perceptive, and I can see what really makes me strong. But that's okay, soon you'll have nowhere to hide. ”

Ochai ate the remaining mace in two bites, and then the nails grew inch by inch, and in a short time they turned into sharp claws that glowed with blue fluorescent light.

Die!

With a casual wave, the claw wind on the ground cut through several cracks, and Ivy flashed sideways, and an intact support pillar behind her actually drew deep marks as well.

"You've finally dodged like any other human, why don't you harden this time?"

Ochai deceived himself, and the blue light claws waved, blocking a possible route:

"Sue you, the broken pillar just now was just my gum accidentally bumped into it, otherwise do you think that ridiculous juggling can break the Mobin Rock Pillar?"

"The only thing that can shred the high-hardness raw ore is the metal crystals of higher purity, and your nails are the crystals of the Mobin rock ore?

Ivy suddenly realized that there is no large-scale metal smelting technology in this world, and high-end magic and alchemy can build a sword at most, and even making armor is too luxurious!

What's more, magical magic weapons are much more effective in combat than simple tough swords, and adding magic materials to a crafting variety comes at the expense of toughness.

However, the brute itself is not known for its changeable skills, and building a body of steel and iron to charge into battle is the most appropriate reinforcement.

Moreover, this kind of blue and radiant light is already beyond the scope of metal smelting, it is simply a high-grade sword qi!

"But your martial arts are too bad!"

Ivy used all her strength to block Ochai one by one, this round of attack and defense made Ivy sweat slightly on her forehead, and the oppression of her blue nails made her unable to relax.

"Oh, you're right, after all, I'm not a fighter in the tribe, but a Gu worm head descender. ”

Ochai took a step back and looked around at the disabled orc soldiers all over the ground: "You know what to do. ”

Although the bones of the orc soldiers were broken and they could not get up for the time being, their vitality was tenacious and they did not worry about their lives.

What's more, they have gold-eating worms in their bodies, and they will recover after a while after breaking their bones.

However, as soon as the chief's order came out, these orc soldiers actually automatically turned their violent fighting qi to the limit, and after a while, the blood vessels in their bodies burst and died!

The fluffy explosion of blood mist spread throughout the hall, and in a few moments, the heads of the orcs connected to the spine floated, their teeth clattering, and they swam towards Ivy in a hurry. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )