In that chaotic and long battle, time seemed to have been lost.
Facing these war beasts, Lin Fan thought that he could easily crush them with the strength of a half-step advanced Shura God.
However, these war beasts made Lin Fan know what it means to be unyielding!
Even if Lin Fan swung his sword and the sword light knocked over hundreds of war beasts, facing this unequal and crushing strength, the remaining war beasts did not have the slightest fear and still stood in front of Lin Fan with red eyes.
Don't let him take a step forward!
Keep going!
Just like a colony of ants surrounding an elephant, the tide blocks it!
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
The roar of the war beasts seemed to last forever, and the whole forest was shaking. Each war beast rushed towards the unstoppable Shura God one after another!
"Buzz!"
Countless war beasts roared towards them, and what they responded to was the sound of knives like dragon roars, and the blurry figure.
This battle lasted for nine days!
After all, one person's power is limited. No matter how strong Lin Fan is, he can't quickly repel one hundred thousand war beasts. Even if he kills one every second on average, one hundred thousand war beasts will take more than ten days to fight.
Lin Fan was exhausted several times under the endless attack of hundreds of thousands of war beasts, but fortunately, the ghosts and gods in his body continuously provided him with the power of ghosts and gods, which allowed Lin Fan to persevere.
Several times, Lin Fan wanted to kill him directly!
After all, I only have ten days!
And Lin Fan couldn't ask Asiu De to help him. After all, last time Asiu De just stood up, and the moment he appeared, the aura of the powerful high god almost exploded the world.
If Lin Fan summons Asude, the moment he appears, the pressure of the high gods will cause all these war beasts to explode, and even the world that was hit not long ago will be completely shattered.
But the good thing is.
After nine days, the battle is finally coming to an end!
"Roar!"
In the darkness of dawn, the last war beast stood in front of the cave and let out a crazy roar!
In front of the war beasts were countless war beasts lying on the ground and wailing.
And the young man walking towards the abyss with a knife in hand.
Lin Fan was now covered in blood, with a tired look in his eyes as he stared at the cave in front of him.
Although the cave was unremarkable, there didn't seem to be any breath leaking out.
But every time Lin Fan wanted to get close to this cave, countless war beasts would block him frantically regardless of life and death.
Obviously.
The two orcs who were enemies of the gods were hiding inside.
"Roar!!"
The last war beast roared and charged decisively towards the unstoppable Shura in front of him!
Even under the feet of this powerful Shura, a hundred thousand war beasts were already lying down and howling incessantly!
"Roar!"
"boom!"
Lin Fan disappeared in an instant, and before the beast could react, he appeared above the beast's head and flew down in the air.
The war beast's eyes widened, and a palm instantly enlarged!!
"boom!"
Lin Fan put one hand on the beast's head and pressed down suddenly. With his slightly thin body, he instantly knocked the mountain-like beast to the ground with one hand.
That terrifying impact caused the ground to shatter like a spider web!
The war beast immediately passed out. The nine-day battle was completely over, and the darkness of dawn suddenly became quiet.
Lin Fan looked at the cave in front of him and said, "Senior, I have found you."
silence.
There was a long silence in the cave.
suddenly.
"It was still found." An old sigh sounded.
Deep in the cave.
The chief with white beard and hair slowly stood up, picked up the rusty giant ax, and said with a smile: "The day has come, shaman."
"God, found us."
The shaman who had been blowing the horn for several days was now unable to even pick up the horn. After all, he was old and could no longer be the same as before.
I still remember that during the battle with the gods, he blew the horn, and the sound of the horn never stopped for a month. The roar of the orcs, the sound of the swing of the giant ax, and the roar of the war beasts formed a beautiful song. Facing the gods,
The magnificent oracles are not left behind.
But now, the shaman who played the horn is old, and even the chief who led countless orcs to fight against the gods is also old.
But the shaman still stood up and gritted his teeth: "Chief, you go first!"
"I'll help you hold him down!"
After saying that, the shaman stood up and slowly walked out of the cave while holding on to the stone wall.
He stared at Lin Fan with a stern look, and was about to say something when he was slightly startled: "Human?"
Not the descendants of the orcs, nor those born gods.
But...human beings who do not belong to this world?
"Senior, I really have no intention of being your enemy." Lin Fan explained again: "I..."
"Stop talking! What about humans!" The shaman's voice was weak, but his tone was still solemn: "Even if you are not a god, you are here to help the gods conquer us!"
"And if you want to conquer us..."
"I will tell you what it means for an orc to never be a slave!"
"War beast, follow me to death!"
The shaman didn't give Lin Fan a chance to explain. He tremblingly raised his horn and used his last bit of strength to blow the horn of war!
"Woo~~"
The vicissitudes of voice echoed, and blood spilled from the corner of the shaman's mouth.
At this moment, he was blowing the trumpet of resistance with his life!
"Roar!"
In an instant, thousands of the war beasts that were unconscious or fell to the ground with wailing expressions had extremely determined eyes. They roared and stood up again. Even though they were staggering, they still rushed towards Lin Fan step by step!
"well."
Lin Fan sighed and suddenly drew his sword!
"Buzz!"
Shura sword, the back of the sword sweeps across!
Behind Lin Fan, a strange phantom of a woman suddenly appeared. In her hand was a phantom of a thousand-meter-long black sword, which also swept across the back of the sword!
The world seemed to be still, only that terrifying knife remained!
The ghosts and gods are coming!
"boom!"
"boom!"
The thousands of war beasts that barely got up were swept away in an instant, and cold sweat broke out on Lin Fan's forehead. This long battle was really exhausting.
Seeing that the battle beasts' last attempt was instantly defeated, the shaman's eyes were extremely bleak, and he could no longer hold on and fell directly to the ground.
"Kill me, you slave of God!"
"Take my head and claim credit from your god!"
The shaman stared at Lin Fan, but at the next moment, an old but tall figure, dragging a rusty giant ax, stood in front of the shaman.
For a moment, the shaman's eyes suddenly widened: "Chief, you... why don't you run!"
As he said that, the shaman tried to struggle to get up, grabbed the chief's ankle, and said hastily: "Chief, I'll help you hold him down, you run away!"
"You can't die!"
"Now we are the only two old guys who still remember the dignity and glory of the orcs. If we all die, the orcs will have no hope from now on!"
"If you die too...our original glory, our original glory, will completely disappear!"
"This world is completely owned by the gods! Our children will forever be their slaves... Let's go!"
This is the last generation of orc chiefs!
It is the last hope of the orcs to resist the gods!
But the chief remained unmoved and just sighed: "I'm tired from running."
