In the wild jungle, ogres who were almost strengthened to the extreme flocked out.

Hundreds of violent ogres whose strength was strengthened to level 16 to level 17 began their killing journey.

Perhaps they will die in a day.

Or two days or three days.

But no matter what happens later, the already crazy ogres have begun to attack all the creatures in the entire copy without restraint.

The sika deer foraging in the forest was hit on the ground with a punch.

The cheetah lying on the tree was slapped in the back.

The lost lioness in the wilderness was bitten to death by the ogres who swarmed in. When the lion heard the whine of his spouse, he could only stand in the distance and watch all this tremblingly.

"roar!!!"

The crazy ogres abandoned the wooden sticks in their hands, and at this time they completely returned to their wildness, using various parts of their bodies.

Faster and more agile than before.

Can you imagine that a fat ogre actually caught a lion on the plain and bit off its neck in one bite?

Become bloodthirsty.

There is no sign of intelligent life anymore.

Although they eat everything on weekdays.

But at this moment, the crazy ogre still brought endless fear to other intelligent lives.

Players on the plains began to escape.

Even when facing the lonely ogres, players did not let their subordinates hunt these crazy and powerful guys when facing these powerful ogres.

Crazy! It's really crazy!

Ogres are really fearless.

At some point, some ogres came to the orc camp area.

Seeing the orc warriors patrolling, these already crazy guys rushed up directly.

They are like a group of creepers who smell blood.

No pain, no fear of life and death.

Even though the orc warriors were chopped on their shoulders by the sharp axe, the fat white men still bit the orcs' heads crazily!

Orcs: "You are provoking war!"

Ogre: "Eat! Hungry! Roar!!!"

As other species on the plain gradually fled, more and more ogres began to gather in orcs' active areas.

hunting.

Eat it.

The smell of blood began to spread.

Faced with these "crazy wild beasts", even the warlike orcs began to develop fear.

Soon, the orc warriors patrolling near the camp were eaten up.

Orcs sent out a team to hunt ogres.

After leaving the house, I never returned.

The aura of despair began to spread, and the orc doors on the plain began to sense the arrival of fear.

finally.

When the first ogre appeared near the orc camp, the orcs in the camp determined the outcome of the warriors going out.

Their corpses were held in their hands by some ogres and were still chewing them.

Orcs: "Those lunatics are here..."

Orcs: "Go to the tribe for help! Now! Now!"

Orcs: "The witch doctor has sent a raven to the tribe for help. I wonder if we can still hold on until the reinforcements arrive."

Orcs: "We are powerful orcs! We have one thousand seven hundred people! And they only... more than one hundred?"

Orcs: "Are there 1,500 hard workers among us?"

Orcs: "Shut up idiot! Go and move my wolf!"

Orcs: "No! Mavie! Please! For the sake of the ancestors, don't fight with these monsters!"

Orcs: "Go and take my wolf!!!"

After a quarrel, the orcs watched their mighty husbands walk out of the camp, and then watched them charge towards the ogres without hesitation.

There were nearly thirty wolf cavalry, nearly 200 orc warriors, and 500 hard workers who were temporarily woven together.

Standing behind the fence, the female orc looked at everything in front of her, and the words left by her husband when she left were echoing in her ears.

"Tuck your children away and hide them in the cave. If you don't get news of our victory, don't come out."

Then.

The female orc behind the fence saw powerful orcs knocked to the ground by ogres.

Orc's big axe cannot kill the ogre.

Even its husband's wolf sword can only leave a deep blood mark on the ogre.

But the balance of victory seemed to be tilting towards the orcs.

Because there are more orcs, when the ogres go to kill weak orcs, the powerful wolf cavalry have already begun to kill some ogres.

Orcs: "If you can do it, I believe your dear, you will succeed."

Holding the fence in front of her with both hands, the female orc looked at her husband who was constantly causing slaughter on the battlefield with worry.

As the owner of this orc camp and the leader of the wolf cavalry, his husband is a powerful orc of level 18.

Orcs: "You will definitely win, right?"

The dawn of victory gradually comes.

Then.

More ogres appeared on the battlefield.

Orcs: "Oh! No!!!"

Seeing her husband being caught by a tall ogre, the female orc did not continue to look, but ran to the location of the hole like crazy.

It must survive.

It also takes care of their children!

Orcs: "Take the children into the cave! Hurry! Hurry!"

Shouting loudly.

Orcs: "Dimen Cave! Go in! Go in!"

Pushing and shoving some reluctant orcs.

Orcs: "Take your children into the cave!!!"

A harsh scream.

Screams of fear.

The crying of orc children.

Faced with the meaningless madness of the fear of death.

Half an hour later, the ogre army that shared the last corpse on the battlefield began to march towards the camp in front of them.

A bunch of lunatics!

Some had axes on their bodies, and some had orc heads that were biting them.

But the crazy ogre doesn't care about these things at all.

They just smiled foolishly and stepped into the orc camp in a strange posture.

soon.

Evolved to a nose that is more spiritual than a dog, and pursued the breath of creatures.

"roar!!!"

beat!

Excited knock.

If the fist cannot break the hole, they will hit the hole with their heads. If the head cannot be pushed open, they will pick up other weapons.
To be continued...