Orc Tyrant

Despite his desire to kill, he is not just a warrior, he is also a battlefield commander.

He was observing and thinking, how many enemies participated in this raid?

It must be at least half the strength of the warlord.

These defenders have a disadvantage in terms of numbers, but for Bruce, victory is not a key factor, and the significance of this battle is to win glory and glory.

Boom~!

A tank shell went through a window and exploded on the ceiling, allowing gravel and smoke to pour over their heads.

Bruce saw the bullet from the entrance of the university slam through-Mountbatten was tempting the warlord to show up, and Oak had no choice but to dance to his rhythm.

Then he heard a beautiful loud noise and saw the door of the armored truck rushing to the front suddenly open, and Superman’s eyes gave him a glimpse of the armor in the crowded inner cabin.

“on!”

He immediately gave orders, and the guns in the hands of the assault squad roared behind him, sending deadly bullets into the battlefield.

Bruce took the lead and jumped out of the window of the church. His personal squad followed, and the rest of the soldiers also descended from the sky.

As a warrior who has fought against Ok for many years, Bruce knew that in front of the organized Ok, he had no time to stroll in the court and had to squeeze out the perfect combat skills of his highest level.

His consciousness began to transform, everything around him suddenly became extremely clear, every color was bright and dazzling, and every voice was loud and messy.

As the battle erupted in that perfect chaos, the steps of the killing led him into the enemy group.

At the same time, the firepower of the heavy machine guns spilled from the roof, and the armor and tanks reversed their directions, aiming their weapons at the shadow blades who had charged from the church.

The soldiers who had been lurking behind the bunker also attacked at the same moment, and the pioneer force of Ok was suddenly hit by two sides.

Bruce in the sprint was like a flexible fish under the water, avoiding the blade and bullet lightly, and his claws protruded like the tongue of the viper.

Ouke’s forces suddenly fell into chaos, and the team behind him engaged in a fierce battle with the enemy who appeared from a recent truck.

He danced past them, wild joy pulsating in his heart, he tumbled to avoid a bullet, got up and thrust the claw blade into the body of an Oke leader.

At this time and here, death itself becomes a purpose, through which it takes the life to show the power of the black knight, but he still has a higher goal.

He knew what he had to do, and his strangely keen senses searched for a touch of light or a flag, any sign declaring the existence of a commander of Oak.

Soon, he saw.

Black-rimmed armor, a horrible helmet shaped like a skull, and a huge hammer.

The terrible soldier, who was nearly three meters tall, stood proudly on the top hatch of a tank, waving the huge killing weapon in his hand to guide the battle. Under his feet was a large group of noisy farts, who were waving their flags and shouting.

It is the highest and highest commander in this area, a senior leader of the Skullcracker Legion.

Bruce grinned frantically across the battlefield, planning to fight the big boss in a deadly battle, beheading him in a duel worthy of legend.

“Green skin hybrid!”

He shouted, the sound seemed more pleasant than any imagined music.

“I am Bruce Wayne, your dead enemy today!”

The huge square face covered with various battle marks turned to Bruce. Although he could not understand what the other party was saying, he had received the signal of the other party’s provocation.

This is absolutely intolerable.

“I want to tear you rotten shrimp alive!”

The leader stepped down from the hatch and stood beside the tank’s barrel, challenging Bruce.

He is a battlefield commander, and for this identity he needs to win the respect of the kids, and this respect can only be obtained in the battle on the front line.

This kills many small fighting guys will be a valuable opponent, the opponent’s head can increase his prestige.

Bruce didn’t say much, jumped on the track shell of the huge tank, and rushed straight into its armor until it stood opposite the big boss.

Bullets flew around him, but that didn’t matter.

This is the only battle in Bruce’s mind.

“Waaagh!!!”

The leader roared, slamming his deadly weapon towards Bruce, intending to smash the opponent’s chest with one blow.

Bruce lifted his claws and slipped away the heavy axe and hammer, and the dance of battle entered a new urgency.

With a loud noise, the tank’s armor plate was directly smashed out of a large pit, accompanied by screams and curses in the tank’s cockpit.

Bruce leapt backwards, temporarily breaking away from the other party’s attack.

His hand was trembling because of the movement just now, and the weapon of the big boss of Ok was too heavy to parry frontally, so the black knight chose to use the afterimage to deflect the weapon of the opponent again and again during the attack, inducing him to invest more Great power.

A little longer, and after a while, the Black Knight will find his chance.

Ouke’s hatred towards him delighted him, and this hatred seemed bright and fresh to him.

After more than a dozen confrontations between the two sides, Bruce has been able to see through the routine of this big guy’s attack. He laughed and saw the obvious intention in each attack.

After an unwilling roar, the successively defeated boss of the Oak wanted to kill Bruce with an extremely powerful attack, but when he was accumulating power, he did not find that his axe hammer was raised too high, and it was still too high above his head. Long.

“Hug your death!”

Seizing the opportunity, Bruce rushed up, dragging the eternal shadow behind him, and then the claw blade traversed a high arc, slashing across Oak’s arms.

“what!!!!”

The huge axe hammer fell to the ground, the head of the Oak screamed in pain, Bruce hit his fragile wrist without armor, and let his palms and weapons fall into the dust together.

The raging waves of the explosion continued to roll around them, and Bruce filled the noise and sight with his highly excited senses.

The battle is still in full swing, but his victory is the only meaning.

“You may not know who I am.”

Bruce approached again, his tone almost whispering.

“But I know that your last thought is failure.”

The leader opened his mouth wide and tried to say something, but before he could make a sound, Bruce crossed his claws, drawing a wide arc, and the huge head cleared his shoulders cleanly.

Scarlet blood was sprayed on the armor of the tank. Bruce reached out and grabbed the head flying in the air, holding it up so that the entire battlefield could be witnessed.

“victory!!”

Around him ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Thousands of humans and Ok are fighting a death battle, but after witnessing the death of the big boss, Ok forward’s troops began to retreat under the attack of both sides of the defender.

Mountbatten led the soldiers to fight back, and this wave of offense suddenly broke out.

Bruce laughed and saw a flag-laden truck, turned over a pile of gravel and evacuated from the battlefield, behind it was a large group of gray-faced Oaks

Humans briefly won the battle, but Bruce found that he didn’t care.

He had already won his battle. He pulled the head of Occi’s head out of the helmet and threw it aside, and knew he had to find a way to ensure that the song of victory continued to play for him.

Boom~~~~~~~~~~!

The loud explosion brought Bruce’s thoughts back to reality. He looked back and found that the church that he should hold up had a pillar of fire mixed with gravel and smoke, and some buildings had begun to collapse.

“Ok’s main force is here!”

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