Snorri took a breath as he looked at this group of wild orcs. He was not a believer of Tzeentch. As a creation of the ancient saints, Snorri did not want to believe in the magic bird god, nor did he like planning.
Uncertain factors in.
"Brother Dimao, the most cunning one, told me that this little kid can't die, at least, he can't die here right now!" Urzago Green Seer sat on the war pig and opened his bloody mouth. p>
Snorri couldn't see the expression on his face, because the big face of the wild orc was covered by a ferocious mask. The mask was covered with red and white paint, and there was also a stick inserted from an unknown bird.
of colorful feathers.
According to rumors, this mask was drawn by Urzago based on his imagination of Brother Mao, but under the influence of my power of thinking, it seems that it can really give the wearer the power from the wild god, enhancing his defense and spellcasting.
Ability.
"In the name of the mother goddess Varaya! Skarsnik's hatred will be liquidated today!" Snorri shouted, naturally he would not be intimidated by a few empty words.
If you want to save people from him, it is absolutely impossible to just move your mouth, even if the person who comes is Urzago-Green, the prophet co-chosen by Brother Mao and the most powerful spellcaster among the contemporary greenskins.
Not even a prophet!
"Oh ho ho! Duozi, it seems you are determined to block my way?" Urzago started dancing on the war pig.
"Be careful!" Snorri shouted when he saw this. Almost every movement of this legendary green-skinned shaman, known as the Dancing King of the Badlands, can direct the surrounding waaagh energy, producing extremely destructive effects.
"Brother, step on him!"
Urzag raised his arms and prayed to the sky with wild gestures. With his roar, a ghostly green foot descended from the sky and stamped towards Snorri and the dwarves around him, accompanied by
There was a loud crunching sound.
Urzag-Green Seer may have a strong relationship with Gorge. His big waaagh spell is cast very fast. Snorri's reminder has almost no effect, although even if it is a reminder in time, he and his men are in trouble.
There is nowhere to hide on the narrow mountain road.
Although this shot of Gogo Big Kick did not cause much damage to the heavily armored Anvil Guards, the powerful impact knocked the dwarves who were directly stepped on away, destroying the originally dense front.
Kasnik keenly seized this opportunity and rushed out with his soldiers with the fastest hands and feet.
"Death!" Although Snorri was knocked to the ground, he still refused to give up. With a raise of his left hand, a rune fireball went straight towards Skarsnik!
"What a difficult dwarf! But I have to listen to Brother Mao's words!" Urzago's eyes lit up, and the deepest malice from Brother Mao converged into a green beam of light and shot out of his eyes, but the target was not Snorri.
I am the fireball he shot.
"Pfft!" With a sound, Snorri's rune fireball was offset in mid-air, and the green beam even had enough power to hit the plate armor behind him.
Snorri groaned and rolled two or three times. He turned his head and looked at the two dents in the plate armor, realizing the strength gap between himself and the green-skinned shaman in front of him.
Snorri knew that this hateful gaze was not caused by Urzago's own spell, but the skill attached to the strange mask on his face. If it was the spell cast by the green-skinned prophet after a dance, then Snorri would be shocked.
The probability is overwhelming.
Skarsnik crawled and hid behind Urzago, although he didn't know why this strange kindred spirit wanted to save him - yes, it is true that orcs and goblins are both green-skinned, but at most they are the same kind.
They don’t think they are the same race.
But now Skarsnik can only choose to believe in this crazy and powerful wild orc who talks about Brother Gomao.
During this period of time, the dwarves were not idle either. The three groups of troops completed their gathering and set up the dwarves' favorite formation of melee resistance in the front row and remote output in the back row.
Seeing that the dwarves had no chance to take advantage of him, Urzago, who originally came to save the goblins, did not want to fight. He turned around and prepared to leave.
Just as the dwarves under Snorri were sighing that their mountain enemies were kidnapped by uninvited guests at the last minute, they suddenly heard Snorri's voice.
"Hey! Urzago, I suspect you have found the wrong person. I think I am also trying to co-elect Brother Mao!" Snorri suddenly spoke.
The dwarves present were stunned when they heard these words. No one understood what was wrong with this goddess's choice. Maybe? Maybe he took a lot of fresh confusion mushrooms that he had just seized?
Urzag-Greenseer turned around when he heard this. He looked at Snorri up and down, and then laughed crazily.
"Hahahaha! Xiao Duozi, do you want me to laugh so hard that I can't do any tricks? If so, then you have succeeded!"
"Why are you laughing, you poor guy who is deceived by appearances! You still have the nerve to call yourself a Green Seer? You'd better give up your seat to me as soon as possible!" Snorri didn't take it seriously and mocked lightly.
"Hahahaha! If you want to be the co-selector of Brother Mao, you must first be a greenskin, right?" Urzago and the wild orcs behind him laughed and laughed.
"Here, give me a cloak!" Snorri ordered a ranger. He took a green cloak and put it on his body. "What now?" Snorri asked.
"Dwarf Duozi, are you messing with me?" Urzago was stunned. He was confused by Snorri's abstract behavior. He decided to put down the issue of the appearance definition of the green skin first, lest the crazy dwarf in front of him find it.
A bucket of green paint or a handful of dyed squigs to give yourself a literal "green skin."
"I'm thinking, I'm thinking you must be at least waaagh, right?" Urzago changed the subject.
"Aren't I waaagh enough? Aren't I and my boys not waaagh enough?" Snorri turned the hammer in his hand, imitating the green skin's way of saying it and pouting at the corpse of the night goblin lying on the ground behind him.
"Well, okay, I admit that since I got the favor from Brother Gomao, you are the waaaghest guy I've ever met." Urzago respects reality more, and he affirmed Snorri
The results of the battle.
"But, I think about it, we greenskins are both cruel and cunning, cunning and cruel! How can you, a short guy with a head full of mud, be worthy of comparing with us?"
Urzago then taunted. After listening to his words, the greenskins shouted again, and even the small group of night goblins who had just escaped began to pretend to be powerful.
Snorri put his hands behind his back and waved them repeatedly to suppress the anger of the tribesmen behind him, "Cruel
Forbearance? Are you kidding me? Am I not cruel enough?"
Thanks for the disappearance of ignorance, don’t let the novel bring you emotional monthly tickets