Accompanied by frightened screams and little Annie's excited and joyful laughter, a magical version of bungee jumping is taking place in the gardens of Calingport Palace.
I saw a dozen young maids aged 16 to 23 wearing white or beige cool gauze skirts. They were being affected by some kind of change spell that did not know whether it was anti-gravity or controlling airflow. First, they flew straight up a thousand meters.
high in the sky, and then suddenly fell at an extremely fast speed, stopping less than one meter above the ground.
Then take off again, land again and repeat the process.
The intense stimulation brought about by constant brushes with death has even scared many people to death, causing them to faint and then regain consciousness. They don't even care if their skirts are blown up by the wind and their lower body is exposed.
There are also a few individuals who become incontinent because they cannot control their fear, and the only thing they can do is cover their blushing faces.
But their pleas had no effect.
Little Annie only thought the reactions of these maids were interesting and fun, so she had no intention of stopping at all.
Instead, they intensified their efforts and came up with more new tricks, such as using transformation magic to turn these maids into various cute animals including cats, dogs, etc.
Her terrifying control and astonishing magical talent made the several archmages and arcane witches responsible for the security of the palace feel numb.
As for stepping forward to stop...
Do not make jokes!
Just this kind of multi-tasking and controlling two or three kinds of large-scale change spells that are comparable to legendary magic at the same time is enough to prove that little Annie is much more powerful than all of them combined.
And no one can guarantee how this young Imperial Princess, who has no concept of good and evil, will react to anyone who interferes with her.
It would be an injustice if he was killed accidentally.
Anyway, they were just a dozen maids from noble backgrounds. Even if they were accidentally played to death, their parents and families would not dare to complain.
What's more, even if you die, you can use magic and magic to resurrect yourself, so there is no need to take risks.
As for Shane VII, who was the only person present who had the ability to stop little Annie, he was currently standing in a pavilion covered with vines in the middle of the corridor, looking at this descendant with a part of his own blood flowing in his eyes with great love, without taking any action at all.
Thoughts of action.
To be precise, he didn't take the lives of a dozen maids seriously at all.
As the supreme ruler of the ancient Kalingshan Dynasty, the maids in the palace were not considered "people" at all in his eyes, but property, slaves, and servants belonging to the royal family.
If little Annie could feel happy by torturing and killing a few or a dozen of them, he would do it without hesitation.
As a mother, Ayesha also dotes on her daughter to the extreme. No matter how outrageous the latter's request is, she will be satisfied immediately. Basically, she can do whatever she wants.
The most important thing is that she feels that this "game" is a way for little Anne to express her love for these maids, and she will naturally stop when her daughter gets tired of playing.
As a result, more than a dozen poor maids went up and down like this. From the initial nervousness, screaming, and pleading, they gradually became numb, and some simply took the opportunity to enjoy the high-altitude scenery.
After all, they have no ability to resist, so they can only adapt and enjoy the process of taking off and landing.
"Ancestor, do you think Anne will become as powerful as his father in the future?"
Ayesha asked in an uncertain tone.
Xia En VII nodded without thinking: "Of course!
This little guy has been possessed of divine power since birth, and its huge potential is simply beyond the reach of mortals.
You have to understand that when I first met Soth, he was just a relatively interesting mage and chosen one.
In just a few years, his power has expanded to what it is today.
And this is all due to the incredible power of the planeswalker's spark.
Although I am not sure whether there is a spark hidden in your daughter's soul that has not yet been ignited, but even if she does not have one, she can still get one from her father.
So don’t treat Anne as an ordinary child, let alone try to raise and teach her yourself.
Because you don’t have that ability.”
Hearing these words, Ayesha suddenly had a wry smile on her face, and asked again in an uncertain tone: "Then will all my descendants in the future be like Anne? Can't there be a normal one?
Son, let me also experience the feeling of being a mother?"
"I don't know, but judging from another descendant of Soth, it may be difficult. Because I can see from Anne that he seems to have some kind of connection with the dark void, and this connection will be reflected in his descendants.
It’s reflected.”
Xia En VII expressed the conclusion he came to after careful observation.
After all, after obtaining the spark, the first thing he did was to try to peer into the dark void and figure out what secrets were hidden in this mysterious space that only planeswalkers could briefly enter.
Therefore, it can be felt that the energy used by Little Annie when casting spells obviously has some dark and void characteristics.
This is why she is not prevented from abusing her magical abilities at will.
Xia En VII understands that the power from the dark void has a strong tendency towards chaos and disorder. If you want to fully control it, you need constant practice.
As for the little chaos and trivial deaths caused during this exercise, it doesn't matter at all.
Just when Ayesha was still about to say something, little Annie finally lost interest in these maids who were so numb that they could no longer make any sound, and then discarded them on the mowed lawn, jumping away from the distance.
Chu ran over, waving the artifact that had turned into a "fairy stick"-like [Warlock King's Scepter] in his hand, and opened his arms in a pose asking for a hug.
"Mother--"
"My little baby, did you have fun?"
Out of instinctive reaction, Ayesha directly picked up the chubby little guy and very gently pushed her daughter's wind-blown hair behind her ears.
Although she has witnessed the astonishing power displayed by little Annie many times, and has also heard the terrifying legends about this little ancestor when she was a baby, once she loses control, her mortal body may not be able to hold on for even a second.
If you live there, there will be no bones left.
But even so, she never had even the slightest fear or fear.
It is this kind of unreserved trust that prevents the gap between the two from being separated before. On the contrary, the relationship between mother and daughter is closer than that of most aristocratic families.
Because in the eyes of little Annie, she was actually a little afraid of Zuo Si, a father who could discipline her, so she especially liked to be around her mother, who responded to every request.
Especially after returning to the palace where she was born, she tasted the joy of unfettered freedom for the first time, and she also loved the feeling of being awed, praised and worshiped by everyone.
So she shook her little head and responded without hesitation: "Happy! But those maids can't scream anymore, it's not fun. I want a new batch."
"No problem. Mom will prepare it for you right now."
Aisha kissed her daughter's face, and then turned her attention to the personal maid beside her who wore the viper mark, or she could be called a senior female officer.
The latter immediately understood the situation and immediately ordered twenty trembling young maids to come out. First, they would help those unlucky ones who were already slumped on the ground and unable to stand up, and then replace them and become Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess's new toys.
In less than five minutes, the piercing screams echoed over the palace gardens again.
Although the lessons learned from the past have made these maids understand that there is a high probability that they will not be thrown to death.
But we all know that normal human physiological reactions cannot be avoided at all.
Every time they fall from hundreds of meters or even thousands of meters high, watching the ground getting closer and closer, the maids can't help but start to imagine the tragic scene of their bodies being torn apart, and then scream out from their throats
A piercing scream.
Unfortunately, no one will pity them.
You must know that not long ago, Carlin was an out-and-out slave country.
Even though all slaves have been given the status of freedmen, people's original concepts cannot be easily reversed.
Especially the servants of the royal family and the great nobles, in the eyes of most Kalingshan people, they are part of their property, and no matter how they are dealt with, outsiders have no right to interfere.
As for the law…
Except for those holy warriors who like to be more serious, the entire judicial system basically adheres to the principle of "people do not raise officials and do not investigate", and it is easy to turn a blind eye and turn a blind eye.
After all, keeping things quiet is the traditional skill of bureaucrats. They just hope that there will be as few troubles as possible within their jurisdiction, and this kind of thing also involves many dignitaries who they cannot afford to offend.
What's more, the law never represents fairness and justice, but is a tool used by the ruling class to maintain social order and its own interests.
Want to use it against the aristocracy and bureaucracy that hold huge power?
Just thinking too much.
Of course, if it was the emperor's own will, that would be another matter.
After all, there has always been only one truly supreme master of the West Coast Empire, and that is Zuo Si.
The rest, whether it is the judicial system or the bureaucracy, revolves around him.
While her daughter was concentrating on playing, Ayesha lowered her voice and asked: "Ancestor, I heard that there has been something wrong in the Northland recently. Do you know what is going on? You must know that many people have passed through it in the past few days.
Magical Communication contacted me and wanted to know what happened."
"Oh? Who are they?"
Xia En VII pursed his lips and asked in a playful manner.
"There are Kelben and Lyra of Waterdeep City, Alustriel of Silvermoon City, Queen Ximbu of Aglalon, Bozor, the tyrant of the Moon Sea, Silinxi, the Queen of the Elf Kingdom of Cormanthor...
In short, the leaders of the entire northwest of Faerûn are basically included.”
Ayesha held her forehead and showed a helpless expression.
You must know that although she still holds the title of Queen of Carling Shirts, she actually does not have any political power at hand, and even the ministers of the cabinet can directly ignore her words.
The only things he could control were the royal property, the maids inside the palace, and the 500-strong bodyguard composed entirely of women.
Under such circumstances, it was completely unclear how many troops Aishalian Empire had, where they were deployed, and whether they were mobilized, not to mention Zuo Si's huge power in other time and space.
Therefore, in the face of these inexplicable inquiries, we can only respond with one question and three questions.
"Hmph! It seems like these guys are starting to get scared."
Xia En VII showed a contemptuous smile.
Since he has been with the player community for a long time, he is obviously very aware of the terrifying destructive power of this group of fourth natural disasters.
With the pitiful population and town size in the north, even a few thousand people could cause a bloody storm, let alone hundreds of thousands or even millions of people thrown in.
Especially those lunatics from the Warhammer universe who have long been mentally disturbed and have an inexplicable fanaticism for war and killing.
And there is no moral bottom line at all. He is proficient in all kinds of poisoning, assassination, arson, and blasting. Some methods even Xia En VII, who is a demi-lich, feel that they are a bit too cruel.
It is conceivable that after these guys appear in the Northland, they will bring a strong sense of crisis to the local residents and lords.
You must know that so far, more than hundreds of countries and regimes in dozens of worlds have completely collapsed and perished under the ravages of the fourth natural disaster, including many empires and kingdoms that were in their strongest period.
Thinking of this, Xia En VII immediately said in a slightly contemptuous tone: "Don't pay attention to them, and don't ask what Soth is doing. You just need to know that this is a battle between demon gods."
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Aisha's pupils suddenly dilated, and her heart began to beat wildly.
"um, yes.
Soth made many enemies during its rise.
And these enemies now want to unite against him.
But it doesn't matter.
Because all the stupid gods and demon lords involved will soon understand what kind of behemoth they are dealing with."
After saying these words, Xia En VII instantly activated the planeswalker's spark and disappeared.
Just a second later, he arrived at the weapons testing site below the Mutahar Floating City.
boom!!!!!
Before the demilich had time to confirm the surrounding situation, a violent explosion resounded through the sky.
An unknown substance in liquid form quickly spread around the explosion point, and along the way, whether it was animals, plants, soil, stones and other inorganic substances, they were all dissolved into a viscous liquid state in an instant.
After the explosion was over, all that was left was a hemispherical crater that sunk into the ground a kilometer deep, and the terrifying corrosive residue that kept making sizzling sounds.
"What just happened?"
Xia En VII asked in an uncertain tone.
"Nothing, I just exploded a Catachan Barking Toad."
Jinji Tasha glanced at the observation data on the electronic instrument in his hand and replied.
"Catachan Barking Toad?"
It was obviously the first time for Xia En VII to hear this name, and he immediately showed a very interested expression.
Because in the explosion just now, he clearly saw several summoned Balor Balrogs and otherworldly gods.
But now they are all gone.
In other words, the terrible explosion killed them directly.
This is something that even many legendary magics cannot do.
Jinji Tasha explained casually: "This is a special species from the most dangerous planet in another universe, and its toxicity is as strong as the impact of divine power.
According to the results of several tests, it has the potential to seriously injure or even kill a demigod.
So far, no substance has been found that can withstand the attack of this deadly toxin.
The only thing that can slightly block it is the deflection field.
The great father of New Phyrexia brought this creature back in the hope that I could use genetic modification to make it even more dangerous and deadly.
Imagine the look on the faces of those self-righteous gods when they suddenly discover that we have billions of these biological weapons at our disposal?"
"So this is a new weapon to use against the gods?"
Xia En VII's eyes instantly lit up.
"Not only gods, but any enemy will be very vulnerable in the face of this deadly poison.
The most important thing is that it is very, very cheap.
Just a simple clone can produce very large quantities.
Simply perfecting it with Shimmering Oil or directly transforming it into an undead can perfectly solve the control problem.
I have made cloning the Catachan Bark Toad a top priority.
If you are interested, please come back after a while, and I can provide hundreds of them by then."
While he was talking, Jinji Tasha had already completed a series of dazzling operations on the virtual screen projected in front of him.
The cluster of petri dishes beneath the entire central laboratory immediately began injecting cells and nutrient solutions.
It won't be long before those cells, invisible to the naked eye, divide rapidly to form a brand new Catachan Bark Toad.
After all, the cloning technology here is not just technology, but also involves a lot of magic.
As long as there is a sample, no matter what kind of organism you are, you can clone it quickly and in large quantities.
"It's really scary! It seems that I have to have a moment of silence for those gods who are trying to be enemies with Soth."
Xia En VII pursed his lips and revealed a gloating smile.
Jinji Tasha said with a sinister look: "These deadly toads are just one of the feasts prepared by the master for the enemy. In fact, I have something more interesting that I want to show you. I wonder if you are interested?
"
Xia En VII replied without hesitation: "Of course! Please let me see it."
"follow me."
Jinji Tasha instantly opened a portal and returned to the central laboratory, arriving at a cabin that looked very inconspicuous on the surface.
On the other side of the one-way bulletproof glass, there stood several humans wearing only underwear and shorts, being examined by researchers.
"This is……"
Xia En VII was obviously very confused.
He really didn't understand what was so interesting about a few humans who were supposed to be farmers.
"Shh-"
Jinji Tasha raised her sharp sickle-like fingers to her mouth and made a silent gesture.
After the researcher on the other side of the glass completed the inspection, he immediately signaled a sturdy man to step forward and punched a shield made of hard magic alloy.
The next second...
boom!!!!!!!!!!!!
The shield instantly disintegrated, and countless fragments split into atoms during flight.
What's even more frightening is that at the center of the shield, a black hole was punched out, absorbing all these atoms and forming a high-pressure metal ball that was completely disproportionate to the size of the previous shield.
Xia En VII was completely stunned. It took him a while to come back to his senses and exclaimed: "It's unbelievable! Don't tell me that this man is a demigod or a god-like force!"
"To a certain extent, he can indeed be regarded as a quasi-god or demigod.
The people you see all come from a world called Sanctuary.
Strictly speaking, they are not mortals, but hybrid descendants of angels and demons.
According to the creation legend of this world, the creator god Anu was born when the heaven, earth and universe were in chaos.
In the beginning, he was both good and evil, order and chaos.
But this god wanted to become purer, so he stripped away the evil and chaotic parts so that he could be more kind and lawful.
As a result, the stripped part formed a terrifying dragon.
Since then, the god and the dragon began a protracted battle, and both sides eventually perished together.
Among them, the corpse of the god turned into the highest heaven and angels, while the corpse of the dragon turned into the burning hell and the devil.
Since then, Heaven and Hell have continued to war, eager to completely eliminate each other.
Later, some angels and demons who were tired of the never-ending war used a treasure called the World Stone to create a world independent of heaven and hell.
They united on this land named Sanctuary and gave birth to many mixed-race children, the so-called humans."
"So that's it! So all humans in this world are actually direct descendants of Anu? They are even closer to the original and most powerful God of Creation than angels and demons?"
Xia En VII was so smart that he immediately understood what the Blue Demon Judge was trying to express.
Jinji Tasha nodded meaningfully: "That's right.
Those angels and demons feared the terrifying potential of these hybrid offspring.
So we suppressed them by adjusting the World Stone.
But after leaving that world, the potential of these human beings began to awaken one after another.
What you see now are the most powerful ones among them. With a little training, they can replace their masters to complete the final blow to the gods without worrying about any possible backlash.
I gave them a very suitable codename, called Godslayers.
How about it?
Isn’t it interesting?
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
As the last word blurted out, Jinji Tasha suddenly burst into laughter.
What is the greatest danger in killing gods in Toril's planet's universe?
Is it the divine spiritual essence of the gods that cannot be touched by mortals?
Or is it the great power they possess?
No!
neither!
It is the backlash required to kill a god.
The most direct manifestation of this is that even if a powerful divine power tries to kill a weak divine power, it will instantly fall into an unimaginable state of weakness.
During this period, he may not even be able to defeat the chosen one whom he killed the god.
Therefore, every time a god kills a god, it is actually equivalent to a big gamble, and the risk it bears is not much less than that of the other party.
Although Zuo Si has some means of killing gods, such as the Sword of Nothingness in his hand, it still requires a lot of soul energy as a buffer, and there is no way to kill too many gods at once.
But now that we have these "Nephalem" acting on our behalf, the situation is different.
"It's really interesting..."
The corners of Xia En VII's mouth also began to rise crazily, and even the body of a demi-lich could not cover up the frightening red light flashing from the depths of his eyeballs.
Just when he wanted to ask for more information about "Nephalem", a New Phyrexia creation quickly ran over from a distance and reported in an emotionless tone: "Sir, those who have perfected
The Orcs have begun to attack the lowest level of the monastery. Do you want to watch the whole process immediately?"
"Of course! Project the picture right away."
Jinji Tasha answered in the affirmative without thinking.
In a blink of an eye!
A huge battlefield projection appeared out of thin air in this small cabin.
Thousands of densely packed and countless green figures were seen rushing like a tide in the narrow passage towards a door that had been blasted open.
"Come on! Kill all these demons!"
"Get out of the way! Don't take the lead! I'm going to fire the dimensional shock cannon!"
"Ah! Bastard! Where are you going?"
"You're the one I'm going to hit! If you don't get out of here, I'll tear off your head and use it as a cannonball!"
"waaaaagh!"
“waaaaagh!!!”
…
Accompanied by the iconic noisy and excited shouts, as well as the extremely chaotic and random attacks without any order at all, the battle that Jinji Towers had been waiting for finally kicked off.
Although the number of demons summoned from hell was also quite large, they continuously released amazingly powerful magic to bombard the orcs who were crowded together, causing thousands of deaths in just a few minutes.
Under normal circumstances, such tragic casualties would have made all the soldiers start to feel fear, and then they would turn around and start running away.
But the situation with orcs is exactly the opposite.
Not only did they not retreat, but they became even more excited than before, with extremely weird and terrifying smiles on their ferocious faces.
This is joy that comes from the heart, without any adulteration.
It was as if the mutilated corpses around him were not his own kind at all.
After a while, the orc army relied on their numerical superiority to rush into the final auditorium on the ground floor of the monastery, and firmly took up a position at the door, using meat grinder tactics to fight against the enemy bit by bit.
Because there were so many deaths and so fast, a wall of corpses exuding a strong smell of blood was piled up.
As one of the Seven Demon Gods of Hell, Andariel couldn't believe that these ugly, stupid-looking green-skinned monsters actually killed the demon army under his command and retreated steadily.
Where did the other party come from?
When did such a strange race appear in Sanctuary?
Why have I never heard of it before?
However, the orcs obviously didn't care what this female demon king, who had a human appearance and four sharp spider-like limbs growing out of her back, was thinking.
There is only one thing they want to do, and that is to rush up and kill all the opponents without leaving any one behind.
As the cannon fodder at the front died in droves, the high-level orcs wearing various weird-looking power mechas from behind finally began to appear.
A "Big Tech Master" raised what appeared to be a large, heavy mechanical arm in his hand. There was a huge rotating blade in front of it, many buzzing and screeching gears, and various small devices attached to the machine.
The strange weapon on the shell was probably aimed at the demons who were fighting the orc boy right in front of him, so he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
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The narrow force field suddenly spurted out from the muzzle, creating a small black hole like a space-time tunnel at the target location at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.
Then a small snot-nosed creature jumped out directly from the center of the black hole.
Before he could launch an attack, his body suddenly exploded with a bang without any warning.
The high-speed splashing of bones and flesh directly tore apart everything within a radius of more than ten meters with the black hole as the center. At the same time, the stable force field formed began to collapse inward, sucking in countless injured and dead demons.
As for where those corpses and flesh and blood went, even the "Big Tech Master" who was the launcher had no idea.
To be exact, he didn't know what would happen when he pulled the trigger.
That’s right!
This is the most famous and representative weapon of the Orcs - the Dimensional Shock Cannon.
No one could explain its principle clearly. Even the Imperial Mechanicus and the Necrons shook their heads after seeing it, saying that they were "short in talent and knowledge" and really could not understand the subtleties of Orc technology.
Just when the "big tech" grabbed another snot-nosed guy and stuffed it into the barrel of the gun, he pulled the trigger again.
BAM!!!!
The huge dimensional concussion cannon exploded directly on the spot, with dazzling lightning and fire flying everywhere. He was completely blown away on the spot, leaving only a pile of crackling scraps of scrap metal.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Look! This idiot has killed himself!"
"What a pity. I thought he could live a little longer."
The orcs around him burst into cheerful laughter after a brief moment of surprise.
It is as if there is no emotion such as sadness in their minds, and it is a supreme honor to die in a fierce battle with a powerful enemy.
It has to be said that in terms of shocking people, the Orcs of the Warhammer universe and the goblin engineers of Azeroth are similar in that they both do not pursue stability, but only pursue greater power.
The death of a "big tech master" is obviously not enough to stop the orcs from attacking.
Soon there was a violent vibration on the ground beneath my feet, and the sound of the wall being knocked down by something came from a distance.
In about three to five minutes, a giant powered mecha over four meters high appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.
Because it was so heavy and bulky, just moving it in had completely destroyed the upper and lower structures of the monastery.
The orc warlord sitting inside is more than twice as tall as an ordinary orc boy.
His appearance immediately made all the orcs around him feel as if they were instantly vibrated and became even crazier than before.
The shouts of waaaaagh got louder and louder.
The demons' seemingly solid defense line was torn to pieces in less than ten minutes.
As a last resort, Andariel had no choice but to rush out and join the battle in person, roaring angrily: "You bastards who don't know whether to live or die! I swear to poison you all! Take out your souls and burn them in the flames of hell for a thousand years!"
In less than three to five seconds, a large green poisonous cloud began to spread around her with her as the center.
Even the orcs who were completely transformed by the shimmering oil covered their mouths and noses and fell to the ground and howled in pain after absorbing these poisonous clouds.
More than half of them died in less than a minute.
But the rest of the survivors mutated due to the anger caused by the pain, stimulating the furious blood of the Hulk in their bodies. Each reminder quickly began to grow in size, and at the same time they became stronger and more destructive.
"Ahhhhh!!!!!! I'm going to crush you!"
A furious orc dropped the shotgun in his hand, jumped towards Andariel, and grabbed a sharp segmented limb extending from her back.
"Get away! Filthy beast! Who allowed you to touch me?"
Andariel immediately swung the other three limbs into the opponent's body, trying to kill him completely.
Unfortunately, she obviously underestimated the defense and strength bonus brought by the blood of rage.
As a result, although these sharp joints penetrated, they did not really penetrate the heart and other vital parts. Instead, they made the orcs become even more angry in pain.
In the blink of an eye, the latter's size increased by another circle, and at the same time, it tightly hugged the jointed limbs and struggled to fold them down.
Click!
The jointed limb broke into two sections, and a large amount of green juice spurted out from the crack, directly dissolving the orc who almost turned into the Hulk until there was no trace of his body left.
After all, Andariel is also one of the Seven Demon Kings of Hell, even though he is one of the four relatively weak ones.
Its best poison is something that can kill gods.
"No!!!!!!!!"
Andariel, who had one of his limbs broken off, screamed in pain and fury.
With her arrogance, she simply cannot accept that a dirty beast can hurt yourself.
But soon, with the entrance of the orc warlord, she finally began to feel something was wrong.
Because as all the orcs stood up in the fierce battle, the force field surrounding them quickly condensed into substance.
The most direct and obvious manifestation is that their strength, weapon destructive power and attack accuracy have increased linearly.
After all, the ideas of "I Xunsi can defeat you", "I Xunsi can blow you up", and "I Xunsi can hit you" have formed a consensus among the orcs.
This power automatically corrects their haphazard attacks, causing greater damage with every bullet or melee weapon.
The most important thing is that the leader of the warlord knocked Andariel to the ground with just one punch, and then controlled the heavy power mecha to press him up, grinning and revealing a pair of sharp fangs.
"Pinch hahaha! Come on! Devil girl! Have fun with me!"
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Andariel had never been humiliated like this before. He suddenly erupted into a deadly poisonous cloud, and at the same time waved his remaining jointed limbs to forcefully push the opponent away.
Unfortunately, the warlord in front of him is the most powerful being in the entire orc army, and is also the central node of the "power of thinking" and the waaaaagh force field.
Although the poison cloud had a certain impact on him, he still endured the severe burning and pain in his lungs, suddenly opened his mouth and bit an indescribable part of Andariel's chest, and then acted like a hound.
Shaking his head wildly and tearing.
In the blink of an eye, a large mass of bloody fat tissue was forcibly torn off, chewed and swallowed in front of his face.
Without a doubt, this is the scariest part of fighting the orcs.
Because you can never predict what outrageous things they will do next second.
"Kill you! I'm going to kill you!"
The severe pain and strong sense of shame made Andariel go crazy, opening his mouth and biting the orc warlord's shoulder.
But unfortunately, she obviously does not have the latter's sharp fangs and my power of thinking.
The result was a wound that was insignificant to the orcs and could even be ignored.
"Be angry!
Struggle!
Use your last act of resistance to please me!
The great Raklu Utage will surely win the final victory!
Whether it's a devil from hell like you or an angel with wings, they will all become the objects of my conquest!
waaaaagh!!!”
The orc warlord shouted a battle cry and began a brutal and bloody hand-to-hand fight with Andariel.
Since he awakened the angry blood of the Hulk in a battle long ago, his body's strength and resistance in all aspects are astonishing. Even the toxins of the Hell Demon cannot kill him immediately.
On the contrary, the severe pain caused by the toxin entering the body made the anger further rise, and the strength also soared.
The battle between the two lasted for several hours and the entire monastery was completely destroyed.
In the end, the orc warlord who called himself Rakru Utag won the battle. Not only did he break off all the joints and limbs on Andariel's body, but even the flesh on the latter's body was eaten to pieces. Many of them were eaten away.
White bones and mutilated internal organs were also exposed everywhere.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.
But Andariel is not only not dead, but is also regenerating at an extremely fast speed.
As the Demon King of Hell, she is almost immortal. Even if she is killed, she will just return to her hometown and be resurrected.
No hesitation!
Raklu Utag raised his power axe, brought it down, and chopped off Andariel's head with a bang, then pulled his blood-red hair and lifted it high above his head, showing it to the orcs watching the battle around him.
Deafening cheers suddenly resounded through the sky, and even the dark clouds shrouding the land dissipated.