Very big, under the crazy orc attack, the ogre camp began to fall.

The fat white men have no discipline. After finding that they can't beat them, they still fight hard against the orcs.

Well, they are actually nowhere to escape.

There are orcs everywhere, and even if some brained ogres want to run, they have no direction to escape.

How many orcs are there?

Can you imagine that an orc labourer with only one profession level actually pried open the belly of an ogre with a hoe?

The dense orc laborers, with their own number advantages, hugged their legs and grabbed their arms, and finally pressed the ogre on the ground with the power of the group, and then the orc laborers standing at the door pried open the ogre's belly.

This unlucky ogre died miserably!

The orcs are not very strong in hard work, and they smashed their hoe for more than a dozen times before breaking the ogre's defense.

It is conceivable how much suffering this ogre suffered when he could not resist.

miserable.

What's even worse is the orc laborers who were pressed under him at the beginning and have now become a cake state.

This is just one corner of this war.

What is bigger and more are the quick battles between the violent orcs who are in a state of madness and ogres.

If you didn't kill me with an axe, I'll give you a stick.

Whoever falls down will never stand up again.

A very simple offensive and defensive battle, the enemy and us rarely use long-range weapons, and they are just fighting head-on and exhausting.

Fight in the bloodiest way, in the shortest time.

This is what the orcs are doing at this time.

The orcs are already crazy.

And the crazy orcs accomplished their strategic purpose.

The dragon slayer was indeed stunned by them.

Standing in front of the altar, the ogre saint looked at the red figures that appeared one after another from all directions, and seemed to have recovered.

It was not until the orc leader Omamu appeared before Him with a figure of two swords that the Dragon Slayer said in a majestic tone:

"You are provoking a god?"

"God, you provoked war. Orcs are a race that yearns for freedom and loves peace and never starts war easily."

Standing in front of the dragon slayer, the distance between the two sides is no more than twenty meters.

Oma's mother stared at the golden ogre who was more than three meters tall in front of her, and a pressure from the level of life came to her face.

This is the power of the gods!

Even if a legendary power has the power to challenge this power, it only helps the legend be qualified to stand in front of the gods.

As a legendary sword saint, Oma's mother's fighting intuition clearly tells it how dangerous the saint in front of her is.

Although the other party maintains the appearance of an ogre, in fact, its essence is nothing more than a substantial crystallization of divine power, and there is no fatal weakness at all.

Cutting off the head can recover, and piercing the heart can grow.

If you want to kill a god who came to the world, the first thing the orcs have to do is to be able to imprison his already immortal soul.

"Orc, what you think in your mind is dangerous."

Oma's mother and other legends felt nervous, and facing six and seven... Well, the eight legendary dragon slayers who have already arrived also feel like Alexander!

Who can tell Him what happened?

He refuses to accept the situation in front of him!!!

"God, you have to accept reality. When you are forced into a desperate situation, even the kindest ethnic group will learn to resist."

"Desperate? Resist?" The Dragon Slayer shook his head: "I just want your faith."

"And for this, we forced us to leave our hometown?"

"That was made by Oshu people, it has nothing to do with me."

"No, Dragon Slayer, you can't deceive us."

He called out the name of the Dragon Slayer, and a hint of hatred appeared in Oma's mother's expression: "The conspiracy between you and the Snake Tail Lady, the Ao Shu people, and the Earth Elemental Monarch is just like I know your name, and I know all about these."

"oh?"

When the dragon slayer heard this, he looked around slightly differently: "Who told you, let me think about it, is it the snake tail lady?"

"You don't need to know."

Just as the two were talking, the two legendary shamans of the orc had already set up magic to start.

When a gray-green tic-tac-shaped barrier formed around again, Omamu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With this magic blocking, the battles that took place here should not spread far.

They just need to buy some time to kill the dragon slayer in front of them before the snake tail learns the battle here.

"God, what you need now is just to quietly welcome your end of the world."

After the words came, Oma's mother suddenly threw out a long sword and flew towards the Dragon Slayer.

Following closely behind was the violent shock of the earth.

【Legendary Skill: Nature's Wrath!】

"God, feel the anger from the orcs!!!"

On the other side of the Dragon Slayer, the roar of the orc shaman sounded.

anger?

In the violent shock, the dragon slayer tilted his head to avoid the oncoming long sword, and then stretched out one hand to hold up another long sword that Omamu had slashed.

Great force! Slash!

With the sword and the man, Oma's mother was thrown out by her whole body.

With a bang, the explosion behind him swayed forward, and then a large scarlet armor suddenly appeared around him.

At the same time, a huge stone appeared above His head.

The dragon slayer, who had just worn armor, was smashed to his head by a huge rock weighing tens of thousands of pounds. The head of the dragon slayer, who had just worn the armor, was directly smashed.

When He stood up, what came towards him was a sharp giant axe.

Warriors slash! Faith is over!

"Very good, you have successfully attracted my attention."

With a bang.

He kicked the orc in front of him away, and the dragon slayer looked at the bloody mouth on his shoulder, and he was very excited to touch his fists in front of his chest.

The next second, a red light appeared around His body again.

Madness starts!

How many states does a divine saint who challenge the level of twenty-five can he bless?

There are more than a dozen types, but hundreds of them are not too many!

The violent magic bombardment mixed with the sharp blade. Seeing the blood marks on the dragon slayer's body begin to recover, Oma's mother roared: "Dispel!"

On the other hand, the shaman who was about to delay the magic heard this and silently dispersed the spell in his hand that had not yet awakened.

Advanced purification technique!

The light represented by the element lit up, but before it could throw it out, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the orc shaman.

Before he could come back to his senses, he felt his chest pass through.

A big hand had crushed the bones in his chest and knocked him away dozens of meters away.

It flew out like a cannonball.
Chapter completed!