Volume 6 In the World Chapter 692 The Last Resistance (…
At night, in Aegir's big tent, all the orcs of the Shadowmoon clan were waiting eagerly, and the cries of babies filled the night sky.
It was an extremely painful cry and scream. The painful howl not only caused waves in the mortal world, but also formed a strong echo in the kingdom of the beast god.
That is extremely evil power, that is the blessing of the beast god.
Chaos and madness are everywhere in the evil realm of the Beast God. In the Shadowmoon Clan's camp, eight relatively weak shamans were all reduced to ashes due to the strong evil storm.
Only Chakoy, the shaman who entered the sanctuary level, was spared.
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Not only the shamans, but also the orc warriors who could not sense the evil wind were also constantly trembling in this terrible evil storm. They knelt down one after another and chanted the name of the beast god.
Tears flashed on Egil's weather-beaten face. It stretched out its hands and gently picked up the swaddled baby.
This child is very strong, with bright eyes, green skin all over his body, and a delicate face.
Except for the skin color, it is completely different from the orc baby.
If you don't look at its green skin, it is completely a human baby.
Although it doesn't look as strong as an orc baby, Egil can still feel the power contained in its small body.
Its eyes are the same dark blue as its father's. It holds a ball of blood in its hand, and its small fist is clenched tightly, which symbolizes strength and the gift of the beast god.
This is a little guy with a handle.
Egil's eyes were red, and he stretched out his hand and caressed his child's face.
Its son is still very young and cannot yet pick up an axe, sword or gun, but it doesn't matter, Egil can wait, he can wait, his life is still very long.
Chakoi, the Shaman of the Shadowmoon Clan, finally struggled to regain his senses from the terrible evil storm. He couldn't wait to crawl to Egil's side and happily announced that the family of the Chief of the Shadowmoon Clan had a new member.
The remaining nearly 20,000 orc warriors cheered loudly for the future chief.
Under the dark night, the orc camp was as bright as day. A grand celebration was held in the orc camp, and all the orcs enjoyed a great victory.
Now, Batoria has lost their champion, and all they can do is hide in the castle with low morale, waiting for the arrival of the orc army.
The orcs, on the other hand, feasted on the meat of the human war horse, drank soup from large bowls, and sang loudly.
The orcs have no reason not to celebrate. Their unparalleled achievements have been made. They have used human blood and destruction to mark their military medals firmly.
When the real large force of the orcs arrives, they will attack the Storm Keep and decorate the throne of the beast god with human skulls and flesh.
Egil held his son happily. He held the baby in his arms and rocked it for a long time before he remembered that the child's mother, Hengst, or Elizabeth, was lying on a big table with a pale face.
The woman was looking at Egil with pleading eyes.
She didn't want to die, she knew what her future fate would be, and she was pleading.
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Egil didn't react at all. He waved his hand, and Chaos Champion Kevindev came in from the outside: "My king?"
Egil didn't say a word. He pointed at the woman lying on the bed, then put four fingers together to form a hand knife, pointing downwards.ωωw..net
The beast god's chosen champion set his sights on the shaman Chakoy behind him.
Chakoy immediately nodded in understanding.
The chief of the Shadowmoon Clan held the baby in his arms and walked out of the tent, drinking and celebrating wildly with the orcs.
"Hiss!"
Not long after Egil walked out of the tent, there was a sound inside the tent, and blood stained the rough cloth of the tent red, and Egil kept sneering.
This is how it should have been, there were a lot of surprises, but the ending finally returned to the established track.
The rest is a happy time to celebrate victory.
Happy times are always short-lived, and Egil, who had been celebrating for several hours, heard an unusual and weak horn sound.
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The sound of the horn was majestic and majestic, and the orcs who were celebrating crazily were still confused for a while. Many of the orcs were drunk, and they didn't even realize what was happening.
Orcs have always been like this. With their evil beliefs, they have always been synonymous with chaos and disorder.
Egil was also so blinded by the birth of his son that he did not arrange a sentry at all. He could feel that the two barrels of malt liquor seized from Fort Junku that he had drunk earlier were corroding his thinking.
But the beast god's chosen champion quickly overcame the power of alcohol and immediately realized that things had changed!
"The enemy is attacking at night! The enemy is attacking at night! Soldiers, pick up your weapons and prepare to fight!"
Only then did Egil issue a high-pitched command.
The sky suddenly changed, dark clouds rolled in, and then, a huge meteor burning with flames fell directly from the sky, hitting the orc camp head-on.
Meteors exploded in the orc camp, killing more than 150 orc warriors on the spot, and a huge wave of air swept through the entire camp.
At the same time, bursts of thunderous cannon sounds were heard in the distance, and several cannonballs flashing with magical luster drew wonderful arcs and landed behind the orc camp.
The cannon roared, the shells exploded, and the artillery attacked the orc camp. Every time the cannon sounded, it could kill a dozen orc warriors and a large barbarian tent.
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Aegir's face changed drastically when he heard the sound of the cannon. He had been fighting with the Chaos Dwarves in the north all year round, so he would not understand the sound of the cannon.
This is the sound of the Chaos Magic Cannon!
But in Storm Fortress...are there any dwarves?
its not right!
Egil shook his head repeatedly. The relationship between humans and dwarves can only be said to be acceptable. Why is there the sound of the dwarves' magic cannon here?
"Ready to fight! Prepare to fight!"
The sound of the cannon is not fake. No matter what, the noble beast god's chosen champion will face a powerful enemy and win.
"Duwu, duwu!"
The horn sounded loudly, and after the all-night carnival, a touch of fish belly white appeared in the sky.
After the orc warriors experienced some carnival, their combat effectiveness was not affected at all, and all the orcs were ready to face the enemy.
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From the other side of the horizon, a huge army of knights appeared in front of the Shadowmoon Clan.
They were gorgeously dressed, with fluttering flags, powerful horses, and neat queues. The flag bearer at the head was undoubtedly a Knight of the Holy Grail.
He wore a yellow and blue robe, with shining dwarf mithril plate armor underneath, and a gold cup cloak fluttering gently in the morning breeze.
The visitor was none other than Gonzalez. Not long ago, under the witness of the Lake Prophet and Jules, he drank the Holy Grail water given by the Lake Fairy and became a new Holy Grail Knight.
Gonzalez then ordered, and the magic cannon roared, shattering the last bit of luck in Egil's heart. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of orc warriors died under the magic cannon.
There are indeed dwarves!
The orc army quickly formed a formation on the plain. Egil handed his son to his trusted champion Haldorn, then picked up the hell ax and walked to the front of the two armies.
He saw Gonzalez's banner, Egil thought thoughtfully:
"I recognize you. Your strength is pretty good, but the smell on your body disgusts me. It's the smell of that bitch from Lake Girl."
"I recognize you too. You are the chief of the Shadowmoon clan and the chosen champion of the Beast God."
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"Jules' head is here, you will be next."
Egil didn't take it seriously. It pointed at the long head of the Holy Grail Knight hanging on its armor:
"Knights, are you still here to seek death?"
The army of knights shook for a while, and many people saw anger in their hearts when they saw Jules' head.
Gonzalez raised his sword and signaled everyone to be quiet. Although he was very angry, he remained calm:
"You will pay the price, and I will put your head on the top of the Storm Fortress."
"I once thought this was the most precious gift I could offer to the throne of the Beast God, but it is no longer the case."
Egil's face showed a mocking look, and it raised the hell ax and pointed it directly at Gonzalez:
"It's your head."
"Haha." Gonzalez also sneered.
"I wonder how that fool sitting on the brass throne will react after losing his divinely chosen champion?"