Orc Tyrant

The appearance of Nutans makes the battlefield form a bit nervous.

Uquite saw more guards pouring in from the opposite entrance, and the scorching silver needle hit like a torrential rain. These newly arrived enemy reinforcements launched a counterattack on Ok, and an anxious battle suddenly broke out. .

“They are still a little bit sturdy and I have to admit.”

He whispered to himself, realizing that the enemy obviously would not succumb as quickly as expected.

As a limited cover, the space around the marble statues was torn by silver flames, and every shot shredded the hardwood frame to pieces, or burned through the puppets who still fiddled with strings with metal fingers.

But the music still fluttered.

Every time Uquette saw those weird puppets, he had an instinctive nausea, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and U-Quite glanced behind him.

A soldier of the Black Claw team fell when he rushed towards the bunker, the bullet penetrated his head, and the body slipped heavily next to Uquitt.

Only three members of that squad are still alive, and they are separated from the team leader.

“Take a stick bomb and knock those big bangs away!”

Uquette shouted to the kid holding the bazooka.

“Give me cover! Concentrate here to attract the attention of those shrimps! waaagh!”

“Waaagh!”

The boys responded, charging with superb cooperation.

The guard in front of him trying to build a line of defense was suddenly under tremendous pressure. A guard wearing silver armor was torn into pieces by a large gun. The broken body rolled over and fell on the ground, falling on a musical instrument covered with bullet marks, broken and bloody. .

The puppets also twitched in the rain of bullets, still trying to continue playing, although their hands already had only broken bones and cables.

As airborne troops, these Ouk boys are more disciplined than their peers. They are advancing in units of squads, providing each other with bursts of cover fire and bursting through the rain of bullets.

The pressure in front of him weakened, and U-Quitt immediately rushed out of the bunker and plunged into the vortex of flames.

Behind him, a scrap iron mech body burst out from behind a row of huge drums and bells, firing at the enemy in the resulting bang.

The guards with ribbons attached to the purple armor flipped vigorously in front of the storm of flames and metals, avoiding attacks like dancers and cutting their bodies with sharp blades.

The guards wearing standard dark-colored armor formed a close formation and rushed up, striking them with their blades. If Ok was a violent fire, then they were sharp ice.

In the death vortex and flames that filled the entire throne room, their meticulous perfect tactics and formations are still sharp.

Uquite ducked low to avoid, walking between the bullets, approaching the figure in dark black armor, the shiny shrapnel constantly rubbing Mars on his armor.

The man’s armor is obviously very old, but it is decorated with magnificent decoration, comparable to those sculpted by the ancient heroes around.

He was holding a spear, with a crescent-shaped inverted blade at each end of the spear handle, and a lethal sound screaming faintly.

“Your head will be a good display!”

Uquite stared at him and vowed to cut the opponent under the sword.

He quickly crossed the line of fire, like an arrow from the string running towards the tall figure, and the knife in his hand formed a line in his eyes, even to the unknown opponent.

Then, without waiting for his shot, the gale came suddenly.

“what!”

The battle instinct formed all year round saved his life. U-Quit stooped away from the weapon and slashed, swiftly moved to the side, thrusting the knife in his hand to the opponent’s belly.

But everything was quicker than he could imagine.

The spear turned around, and a loud noise instantly knocked his knife away.

Uquite was shocked in his heart and jumped back, avoiding a burst of star darts from the metal tube on the guy’s body, and the floor with colorful patterns embedded in his previous location was ploughed out by the rain Broken ravine.

At this time, a guard fell at the foot of Uquitt, and his chest was blown open by artillery fire.

The other fell, and his leg was severed by a soldier from the Black Claw team.

Some O’Kee boys had broken through the line of defense and came forward to assist him, but Uquette waved them back, indicating that the head was his.

He leapt to the throne platform, and the tall silhouette was illuminated by the shimmering light from the high ceiling.

This ancient heads-up heads-up ritual looks so ironic in this era, but it actually happened again, and there was no interference between the warring parties.

“Come well!”

The screaming spear was cut off, and U-Quit stooped away from it, rushing forward.

He stabbed the knife in his hand, but a perfect treble reversed his blade, allowing it to penetrate the ground instead of the original target.

The boss of Oak struggling to pull out his weapon, but the spear struck him again, and a sharp blade passed by him, removing his shoulder armor and half of his shoulder.

The blood suddenly stained his entire left arm, but Uquite was unaware.

The battle started furiously around him, and all the hurt became irrelevant, and U-Quite knew only that he would definitely win the duel.

To win a duel, you can win the war, you can win the strength.

In the electric light and flint, Uquite avoided another attack, flashed behind Nutans, who was always silent, and used his to slash the star dart launchers behind his opponent.

Click!

When the blade easily cut into the metal, he felt a gratifying satisfaction, and could not wait to feel the pleasure of cutting the flesh and bone with the blade.

Next, he realized that he had not hit the opponent. The man’s arm bent backwards in a weird posture, blocking his sword with a spear grip.

Then, a terrible roar erupted from the crescent-shaped inverted blade, and U-Quit was directly shocked by the power of the shock wave from the high platform.

His armor cracked under this impact, but the music suddenly became clear, and he felt the power of the melody linger around him, a pure and unreserved feeling.

The music sang in his veins, assuring him more power in the future.

Uquette felt the music in his soul, and realized that he needed it, wanted more, and surpassed any other needs in his life.

So tempting.

He looked up and saw the man leap from the throne easily, and saw the music swirling in the air like a stream of water with power and hope.

“Your death is here!”

Uquet said, letting the song of death fill his body and mind.

“idiot!”

Nutans spoke for the first time, his hoarse voice full of disgust.

“Don’t you ever look at this world carefully? Everything you want to destroy? The disaster caused by your aimless war is destroying yourself.”

Uquette turned and stood up, and was stunned by the shock wave that knocked him off the throne, but rushed up again a few seconds later.

Nutans blocked his attack~www.mtlnovel.com~ cleverly defended with a spear.

“This is an enemy city.”

Uquite smiled and said that blood ran down his forehead, forming a puddle at the junction of his neck and armor.

“This is everything I care about.”

“Perhaps you deserve mercy, because I heard the sound of destruction, I heard their singing, and they cursed the world.”

Uquette burst out laughing in front of Nutans.

“Do you think I care about this? I only care about killing you.”

Having said that, U-Quitt jumped aside, avoiding the razor-sharp raid by Nutans.

The opponent has master-level feints, but this boss has met stronger opponents and won.

He is confident of defeating this opponent.

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