The red curtain of fire is like a sky fire hanging from the sky.
Looking around, everything around him was red.
The wails of the orcs and the roars of the unseen enemy resounded throughout the sky.
The dim light of the magicians' spells intertwined with the red color of the sea of fire.
Under the intense magic reaction, the surrounding fog became deeper.
The orcs could see nothing except the flames and their companions being devoured.
Obviously not far away, the giant as huge as a mountain stood there vaguely, but nothing could be seen clearly.
In the end, even the orcs who were barely holding on in the sea of fire began to behave abnormally.
They couldn't hear the commander's thundering roar...
The hideous death seemed to be proceeding silently and quietly.
Suddenly, a huge war drum sounded!
It breaks through the bound and dominated organs, bringing about the most wild and violent power shock!
This made some orc warlocks who were relatively weak and had received relevant protections suddenly feel frightened.
The next moment, some kind of terrifying will poured down.
So after their bodies trembled violently and unnaturally, they fell down one after another.
Soon, the orc shamans realized the nature of this power.
However, due to the current chaotic situation, they did not have any spells that could be used immediately on a large scale by the orc army.
In this environment, even the chief cannot fully grasp the casualties of the army.
It's just that the shamans speculate that they may not be so optimistic.
This kind of crushing offensive that uses force to overwhelm people is, in a sense, insurmountable to weak individuals.
What kind of cruel world and magnificent battlefield would it take to create such a terrifying war machine?
Yes, in the eyes of the orc shamans.
The giant in front of him is an out-and-out war machine.
Almost all of the abilities it displays now can be applied to large-scale battlefields.
Whether it is an attack on a fortress or a blow to the enemy's morale, it is devastating.
This is not a human battlefield that can be cultivated...
At this moment, a violent figure tore through the sea of fire.
Like a demon lord returning from purgatory, he attacked with an extremely violent aura!
It's that orc warrior...
The violent air current seemed to disperse the fog.
But this is obviously just an illusion. The orc warlocks have already tried to jointly cast spells to summon storms.
However, in addition to making the fire raging underneath become even more rampant.
The situation has not improved.
quick!
Faster!
In Bakeken's violent will, the boiling fighting spirit has been driven to the limit!
Losing reason?
How did the orcs obtain anything from these things?
It brutally crushed everything that stood in its way.
Whether it's an orc warrior or a fortification.
Even in the sea of fire, it has no fear!
Face me! Giant!
You will be my greatest trophy!
In his tyrannical and crazy will, Bakakeon showed no fear or flinch.
Just let them see:
How I chopped up that damn fate!
The next moment, perhaps a miracle occurred.
Bakeken suddenly saw the deep shadow appearing in front of him.
It is so huge and ferocious.
Under the overwhelming fog, it exudes a majestic aura that is enough to make anyone who looks directly lose the courage.
In a trance, Bakeken saw a giant holding a huge battle flag standing on the earth.
In the void in front of it, a drum-like thing that was different from the war drum of its tribe was suspended there.
It is using its fist as a hammer to beat the drum.
Every strike caused the surrounding fog to change drastically.
The silent sound wave, wrapped in the mist, appeared like a torrent sweeping away.
Behind the giant, Tut carries a huge and abstract columnar thing.
Vaguely, Bakeken saw huge hovering scales and twisted bodies.
This may be the true fighting form of the giant...
The will of chaos is not yet clear.
The instinctive feedback made Bakeken rush forward with his weapon in hand!
But at this moment, a bad wind struck.
A generous figure descended from the sky and stood firmly in front of him!
"when!"
The ax blade and sword body collided violently.
The visitor was knocked away in some embarrassment.
However, it seemed that he was not surprised by this.
He just shook the big sword in his hand, stood there and sneered.
Without any words, the two old enemies took a deep breath in the mist.
The next moment, everyone broke out!
The swords struck each other, and the sword was knocked back again!
Bakeken didn't hesitate for a moment and pressed forward directly.
Die, you bastard!
Then, his neck was almost chopped off by the opponent's hidden hand axe!
"Tsk."
Looking at the flying ax that almost cut into the opponent's bones, Taylor the Great Sword clicked his tongue with regret.
He has been training for this for a long time.
Bakeken grabbed his neck with one hand and let his head stay there peacefully.
Then, holding a big ax in one hand, he continued to kill!
In the mist, Yi Xia lowered her head and watched the two people fighting.
Under the deep fog, the battlefield seemed to be divided into invisible pieces.
The two people fighting underneath were like crickets restlessly among the debris.
The magnificent view will indeed unnaturally give the observer a certain arrogant view.
In the deep mist where no one could observe, Yi Xia quietly moved back a little.
He will not interfere in a duel between two warriors.
That is a bloody romance that belongs to warriors...
Behind Yi Xia, a huge ape-like shadow appeared vaguely.
As a result, a violent and manic aura instantly enveloped the battlefield!
After such a rich accumulation, Yi Xia has already shown a terrifying form of crushing in the non-limited high-level battlefield...
"He was born to fight."
On the human city wall, the dwarf mage who was barely observing the many complex changes in the mist said with emotion.
"Abyss always likes guys like this..."
In the magic pet bag, an invisible snake-like being said so.
It expressed some doubts about this.
Is there no lower plane in the world where the other person is?
Why don't you accept such a violent and dangerous guy?
Oh yes, this guy is a comprehensive player...
How unfair fate is!
Does a person like him still need to become a comprehensive network player?
An invisible snake-like being expressed indignation at this.
And just as the dwarf mage was sighing with emotion, the orcs finally completed their gathering in the mist.
But at this time, there is no one left out of ten...
"Find it and fix it, that's the only option it gives us."
"The orc will have his way."
The chief stared at the fog in front of him and made a decision.
It does not complain about the cruelty of fate.
It has long been accustomed to this.
Even if there is a rocky cliff in front of it, it will dig out a hollow.
Now, this time has come again.
Without words, the orcs' wills were intertwined.
In a world where nothing can be gazed upon, their lives are closely connected.
These are the last moments...
This chapter has been completed!