On the cliff, Enzo and Alda sat facing each other on two large rocks.

They looked down on the brightly lit camp below, Arda smiling with his teeth bared, and Enzo with bitterness on his face.

For Enzo, who adheres to the orthodox way of knighthood, fighting like this is really a blasphemy of the word war. But Enzo had to admit that in the face of a crazy and brutal race like orcs, Alda's demonic methods were the best way to go. Although this method is a bit cruel, it is really inhumane to those orcs......

"Ahh As for fairness, justice, and chivalry, let them see the spirits of the dead!"

Enzo was silent, he looked at the turbulent military camp and looked up to the sky and sighed.

Even though Enzo didn't have much interest in the group of gods in the church, at this moment, he still prayed silently to all the gods who could hear his prayers—the gods blessed the poor orcs, hoping that they would still be alive at dawn, or that they would have the strength to stand up.

The huge barracks was covered with blood, and in the dazzling firelight, Bai Shengsheng's beautiful body lay across the ground, exuding a seductive power that made those orc warriors crazy. Snow-white skin, towering breasts, smooth lower abdomen, and long, powerful and charming thighs.

And the rosy lips, if there is no moan like a fairy sound.

Twenty-five thousand beautiful women were left in the camp, and now they were all stripped clean, lying on the ground as feeble as lambs to the slaughter. There was not even the slightest bit of fighting spirit or magic power fluctuations in their bodies, their bodies were soft and smooth, and there was no threat at all in their thin arms and legs.

The orc soldiers surrounded them in groups of three or five, and the muffled gasps converged into a rolling wave.

Even the wizards of those temples couldn't hold back the blood in their hearts, and used their position and power to occupy the most beautiful group of captives. Even the wizards of the Templars were orcs. They still have the furious blood of orcs, and when they see the blood all over the ground, and they can't hold back the urge to see these beautiful captives. A mad flame sprouted.

Of the 100,000 troops led by Tiger Dajin, only more than 200 Titans could barely stay awake. After all, they are Titans, not orcs with the blood of mad bestiality. The Titans gathered together and looked at the orc soldiers in a state of madness around them, and they wanted to remind them that they seemed to take the opportunity to attack the defenses of the Human Empire.

But no one cares about these Titans. In contrast to the powerful, outnumbered orc armies, these Titans are only auxiliary troops. Although they are extremely strong individually, their numbers are too small for their opinions to dominate the movements of the orc army.

Just when the Titans were at a loss, wisps of faint fragrance came to their faces, and nearly a hundred naked and beautiful women appeared beside these Titans. A beautiful woman with fiery red hair and turquoise eyes, surrounded by wisps of smoke that seemed to spread all over her body, walked up to one of the strongest bronze Titans and grabbed him cleanly.

The Bronze Titan's body shook suddenly, and he gasped. Then his eyes burst into flames and stared at the woman.

"Human, you are playing with fire!The mighty Titans will not be ...... by such ignorant feelings"

The beautiful woman sneered. Her fingers flicked lightly, and all of the Bronze Titan's words were choked. His body trembled uncontrollably, and his body, which was originally five meters tall, was rapidly compressed, and soon compressed to about two meters.

"That's right, that's right, it's just the size, just right!" the beautiful woman wrapped around the bronze titan, leaned into his ear and moaned in a low voice: "I heard that the men of the Titan clan are real men! Let me feel it, and see who is more man, you or the orcs?"

The Titans' bodies shrunk. With a faint fragrance on their noses, they also fell into the same madness as the orc soldiers.

The first group of orc soldiers threw themselves on the white and feminine body, they threw down their weapons and shields, tore off their clothes and armor, stood up their natural weapons, and rushed into the enchanting depth and warmth without hesitation. Beneath them, the feminine woman's limbs wrapped around their strong bodies. Then the body shook rhythmically like water waves.

In just two breaths, the strong orc soldiers threw away their armor and poured thousands of miles, they screamed, enjoying the supreme happiness that was a hundred times stronger than before, their eyes flashed with a burst of pink ghostly light, their spirit, their fighting spirit, their blood and qi power, all lost a lot with this hearty eruption.

But what is this loss compared to that supreme happiness?

Amid the frantic laughter of the orc warriors around them, these wolf-like orc warriors climbed up. The fact that an orc warrior, known for his physical strength and energy, was defeated by a human woman in just two breaths, which was a great humiliation for their dignity. These orc warriors, who had tasted the sweetness and felt humiliated at the same time, lined up breathlessly, ready for the next round of attacks.

Wave after wave of orc warriors kept pounced on those soft **, and they were defeated in a high-pitched moan. But these women brought them unprecedented stimulation, unprecedented graceful feelings, and they rushed up again and again, spewing out their essence blood, fighting spirit and even soul power again and again.

In the end, they even felt that their bone marrow was violently sprayed together. They felt a strange pain in their bones and meridians, but this strange pain made them feel more and more intense stimulation.

The orc soldiers straightened their waists and slumped down, just like Graham who had been killed by the succubus pit that day, their bodies were much thinner, their originally plump and smooth skin drooped, and their strong muscles atrophied. But these orc soldiers are still like mad demons, constantly pounce on these women, as if they are not completely killing themselves, they will never give up.

If you descend from the sky, you can see that the entire camp has been covered in a faint pink aura, which is the unique aura of the Abyss Succubus, and any male creature that is entangled in this aura will become a complete madman, and there will be no other thoughts in his mind except for that kind of deed.

Unless they can possess the strength of a demigod, no living being can escape the natural allure of a succubus.

But if a succubus also reaches the strength of a demigod, then only a true god can escape her charm.

Hu Dajin and other orc generals are also in a bad state, although they are saint-level powers, but in the face of these bewitching succubi, they are nothing more than ordinary orc warriors can hold on a little longer. When these succubi activated their natural instincts and sucked the essence of Hu Dajin and the others to their heart's content, Hu Dajin and the others quickly became haggard.

Once, twice, three or four, five, six, seven or eight......

The fighting spirit of the Tiger Golden Saint Priest level has fallen to the level of the lower level of the Heavenly Rank, and his strong ** has shrunk and shriveled up to the point that he is no different from a bad old man. He gasped heavily, rubbing the bodies of the pair of sister flower succubi desperately, mustered up the last bit of energy in his body, and pounced on them again.

When the sky was dark, the cold wind whipped the earth with frost and overwhelmed the earth. The wind and snow seem to completely purify this ugly world, but it can't wash away the blood and depravity in that barracks.

The orc warriors all shriveled to the ground, unable to move, gasping for breath and struggling to get to their feet.

But a night of unbridled indulgence, and an indulgence on a succubus from the sixth abyss, emptied even the iron-beaten ones. The orcs propped up half of their bodies on each other, and then fell to the ground with a heavy blow.

The fair-skinned and feminine women slowly stood up, they smiled charmingly, slowly wiped their bodies clean with magic, and then put on their tight armor. With a soft smile, they gently swung out their strange-shaped scimitars, cutting off the heads of the orcs around them one by one. It's so relaxed, so soft, it's like a young village girl picking a tender corn cob.

Hu Dajin lay on the ground weakly, his eyes widened, and he watched in horror as the pair of sisters stood up energetically, and twisted their slender waists in front of him with a smile. Hu Dajin looked at this pair of beautiful women very puzzled, he ransacked all the way, killed all the way, and there were at least hundreds of human women who were harmed by him, but none of them could withstand his long toss.

Ordinary women were tossed by him for a quarter of an hour before they died, but these two women looked casual and energetic, as if they were orcs and Hu Dajin was an unlucky human.

"You ......"

As soon as Hu Dajin spoke, two delicate pink corners had already appeared on the foreheads of the two sisters, which were enough to indicate their identity. They sneered, gently took out their scimitars, and gently cut off Hu Dajin's head.

When it was dawn, Alda and Enzo rushed into the camp with tens of thousands of forsaken people, stacked the heads all over the ground into a huge hill, and laid all the corpses neatly in front of the hill of human heads.