Above the sky, on the back of the soaring Thunderbird, a barbarian with a resolute face was slowly chanting the name.
He was wearing a wolfskin cloak that is common among Crow Lords, revealing his broad and thick chest. He had a python skin tie on his head, and three dim golden feathers stood on his forehead. He stared at everyone.
The man in black robe among the undead creatures.
"Hero Ricky, those Behemoths lost control due to the enemy's trick, and King Kilgor was also trapped on the original battlefield. Should we give up the pursuit, retreat first, help King Kilgor escape, and then think of other ways?
?"
Behind him, an orc glanced down uneasily and asked him.
"Didn't you hear what Kilger just said?" Ricky's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even look back. The only thing that caught his attention was the man in black robe and the thing behind him, "Hero Tower
Nan's remains are in the hands of that evil human being. Is there anything more important than this? Even if all those Behemoths are wiped out, I will take back the remains of Master Tanan."
Listening to Ricky's words, the half-orc's expression changed: "Ricky, those are not your Behemoths, but belong to King Kilgor. You have no right to do this. Are you planning to rebel against King Kilgor?
Now that the king is trapped, you should let those Behemoths try their best to help the king get out of trouble, instead of focusing on that bullshit hero Tanan. When the king finds out, he will definitely punish you!"
"What did you say?"
The orc's words were met with an angry look from Ricky. He lifted up the orc's collar. Facing the powerful force of the barbarian, the orc was like a child, without the slightest ability to resist, and was crushed by his feet.
Lift it up in the air.
"No one in Krolod can question the name of Hero Tanan! You dare to offend the majesty of Hero Tanan. Have you forgotten who liberated us from the rule of Brakada, and who,
Let us get rid of our status as slaves and become savages walking freely in the wilderness?"
Sensing the fierce killing intent emanating from Ricky, the half-orc also realized the seriousness of the problem, and his legs began to tremble: "I... I was wrong, hero Ricky... I promise not to tell what happened here,
Report to Lord Kilgor..."
Before the orc could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ricky's growl: "It's too late, go and explain this matter to your ancestors yourself."
As he said that, under the desperate eyes of the orcs, he was thrown out by Ricky. From the back of the Thunderbird from high in the sky, it fell downwards with random movements of its hands and feet, and finally hit the ground with a crisp sound. "Hey..." Just as Ricky was breathing heavily, a sigh reached his ears, "You just killed the warlord assigned by Kilger."
After hearing this sound, Ricky leaned down and reached out to gently brush the soft feathers of the thunderbird below. Even after throwing the orc out, the anger that had not dissipated finally calmed down at this moment.
Xie: "Hero Tanan cannot be insulted. It was he who made me become the leader of the Thunderbirds from a barbarian with nothing. It was he who taught me how to become a true barbarian."
The thunderbird raised its head slightly, with a hint of spirituality in its eyes. The human-like voice came from the mouth of this thunderbird: "I understand your respect for Tanan, but if you do this, it will harm you."
We are exposed to those enemies."
"Are you worried about being exposed..." Ricky shook his head and said in a serious tone, "Before I did this, we were already exposed. That Rhodes, unlike other enemies, he had discovered us long ago.
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The thunderbird's flapping of its wings slowed down, and at this moment, a short and loud cry reached its ears.
Looking towards the direction where the mournful cry came from, the thunderbird's smart pupils shrank and its breathing became rapid.
It saw, just on the side of the Thunderbird formation, a red-blooded demon who was slightly taller than the strongest barbarian. He was using the giant scythe in his hand to easily cut off a vivid Thunderbird head. p>
As the body of the dead thunderbird fell, waves of panic spread among the nearby thunderbirds. Facing the demon that shuttled through the flames, the dead thunderbird had no chance to fight back, and its head was suddenly missing.
. Its head was held in the hands of the big devil, and there was still a bit of disbelief in its slightly cloudy eyes.
"You alone want to thwart the master's actions? Your hopes will be completely shattered in Karl's hands."
The great demon Carl let out a maniacal laugh. He raised Thunderbird's head high and squeezed it hard. Blood spilled down, fell on his head, and trickled down his body. Moistened by the blood,
His body is even brighter red, and the smell of blood also inspires the great demon's more warlike nature than that of savage creatures.
Waves of whining sounds came from the mouths of the nearby thunderbirds. Faced with the death of their companions, not a single thunderbird dared to step forward to take revenge. If an experienced commander were here, he could tell at a glance that this was because his morale had been deeply damaged.
The sign of deep oppression and the pressure of the legendary creature made the Thunderbird dare not approach the fierce enemy at all.
At this moment, a loud shout dispelled the fear in the eyes of the nearby thunderbirds. Behind the largest thunderbird among them, the hero Ricky stood facing the wind, with the wolfskin cape fluttering in the wind behind him.
, the battle ax covered with old marks is being held firmly by him.
"You are the trainer who controls those Behemoths? Very good, I bet the master will like your corpse."
Looking at the hero Ricky who took the initiative to show up, Carl's eyes showed a bit of bloodthirsty. He held the giant scythe in both hands and swung through the flames with all his strength. The next moment, the sharp giant scythe appeared behind Ricky.
, so he was going to cut him in half.
"Thunderbolt!"
Facing Carl's fierce offensive, Ricky seemed to be prepared for it. Following his words, the Thunderbird below who was connected to his mind suddenly understood. With a high-pitched cry, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky, accurately
Hit Karl's body.
"What?"
Karl was slightly stunned. As long as he continued to wave the giant scythe in his hand, it would be enough to kill the barbarian. However, under the paralysis of the thunderbolt and lightning, his whole body could not move at all. He could only wait for the paralysis effect to dissipate on its own. p>
However, the nearby thunderbirds would not give him such a chance. With the sound of chirping, thunderbolts and lightning struck Carl who was still on the spot one after another, and Carl could only look at the tomahawk in Ricky's hand unwillingly.