Orc Tyrant

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The lowest level of Dunwich’s underground network is different from every level above. It is almost completely silent. The only noise is the heartbeat of the huge roadheader engine.

The static electricity of the conveyor is active in the air. The chlorine smell of ozone conflicts with the smell of familiar lubricants.

Mangul, the leader of the Guards, passed through the long passage without a sound.

Without the armor, he walked on the cold floor without making any noise. The few mechanics and fart repair servants deep in the ground bowed as he passed, and looked away.

Mangul ignored them, his eyes turned instead to the items the farts were waiting for.

He passed through rows of empty overweight armor. These armaments were arranged along both sides of the long wall, each of which was set on a steel base bracket. Underground has already formed a huge military factory.

Just like Ok’s habit, the shape of each armor set is different, and each one is a mixture of various styles and designs.

Many of them are very rugged. The most common part comes from the recovered armor on the battlefield. The surface is nailed with a flashing fixed pin ball cap used to fix the alloy plate with the hole and the iron sheet.

Some helmets with strange raised lips, or large silver helmets with sliding visors and horn-like single antennas like mechanic hats.

All the armor was painted silver-gray, and they had the same decoration on their right shoulders-a grinning pale ok smile and two white palm prints.

This is the logo of the guard.

Despite the hard work of the **** servants, you can still see traces on most armor, not only those caused by manufacturing processes, but also those caused by the latest combat attacks-a large part of the materials recovered from the battlefield were killed Guard.

Thinking of the fallen soldiers, Mangul couldn’t help but anger, he could still see the reflection of naked metal, which was plowed by supernatural claws and blades, or sunken by acid and flames.

Only he knows best what kind of war they experienced before.

It was an extremely cruel war. They were the most elite warriors, but they were besieged by enemies from all directions. Not only did the equipment consume a lot, but they also consumed the soldiers’ flesh.

Mangul still walked silently, carrying a slight light, and his right leg had not fully recovered from a dying blow from a god-selected lord.

He rejected what the mad doctor provided-the injury was tolerable, and Mangul’s boiling blood was enough to provide everything needed for wound healing.

He ordered the Mad Doctor to send the saved mechanical prosthesis to more guards who needed it. Many powerful soldiers lost their limbs in the **** battle.

Soon, the guard leader reached the end of the passage.

In front of him, on the bare rivets and bare metal stone walls, the flag of the Ok Empire was hung.

The thick cloth has new scars.

Unlike armor, the damage will not be repaired, it is a rag that proves failure, and Mangul brought it back from the battlefield.

Mangul looked down at the object that attracted him here from the middle of the night.

That is another pair of armor, a pair of luxurious armor.

Its hard armor is the reverse of Mangul wearing a ragged jacket, just like other armor arranged in the channel, standing rigidly and stubbornly on the base.

However, this one is different.

Its shoulder straps are bronze, and the symbolic seal engraved on its dark gray surface is more intricate-they cover the metal gloves, armor and shin guards of the armor with a swirling flame, reflecting on the forehead and legs of Mangul Tattoo.

The relief in the center of the huge silver horned helmet is the Oak skull and a pair of lightning bolts, which is the exclusive emblem of Mangul.

The helmet is also more refined.

In addition to the curved silver corners on both sides, the top is also decorated with tall, jagged ornaments, and the faceplate around the face is painted with an open white mouth.

In the dim half-light, the dark face of the helmet seemed to stare at him quietly.

Next to the metal gloves of the dark armor is a huge two-handed chainsaw axe. The fine gold axe handle is locked at the bottom of the base. The trumpet-shaped weapon head has no sheath. The sharp metal teeth on the edge of the electrically driven rotator are sinister. Glowing.

Mangul reached out his hand and touched a jagged tooth, his fingertips immediately oozing with blood.

The armor and the axe, Mangul immediately knew instinctively that he had prepared it for himself.

“You hesitated.”

A voice shocked Mangul, and he turned to find Kundera closer.

The so-called guard leader is now fully armed. Mangul has not heard the whistling of footsteps and micro batteries being weakened until now. If it is any other one, he will worry about his lack of vigilance.

However, Kundera Ka has developed the habit of being unnoticed a long time ago. The boys often talk about him as a big guy who will appear quietly.

For this, Mangul also heard about it.

“What is hesitating, weak bodyguard?”

Manggur looked at Kundera who stopped beside him jokingly.

But the chief of the Guardian did not look at him or ignore the hostility in his speech, but looked at the armor.

“The overlord will not recognize you standing here in the middle of the night and staring at a pair of armor, just like a new kid who has not been stained with blood. If you think this suits you, then you should wear it without hesitation.”

Mangul felt annoyed, but he suppressed it.

“I was summoned by the overlord.”

“You don’t think you deserve this reward, but as the kids will say when they get drunk, the past is over…you haven’t failed.”

This voice caused the two elite bosses of the Oak Empire to turn around at the same time and bow their heads humbly.

The pale tyrant slowly walked out of the shadows. At the moment, he was even more impressive than the armor on the display stand wearing power armor.

Guk’s armor has undergone another transformation, its background is still bright silver, every inch.

But unlike in the past, from the boots to the helmet, there are dense swirling flames and lightning mark totems, and a heavy large tooth necklace hangs on his throat guard, and more charms and totems hang over him. Arm armor.

“You define the casualties of war as failure, but when you put your entire horizon to the height of a world, you will find that you are so successful.”

Goog continued, coming to Mangul.

After the Guards returned to the battlefield of Dunwich via secret roads, Gook knew that the fighting at this time left the whole army with only one-third of the number before departure. When Mangul withdrew, he almost lost all his weight Weapons, even most of the guards, even complete armor.

Mangul’s own armor shattered in a **** battle with the Lord of God.

So when he came back, he seemed very angry and frustrated. He thought he had lived up to Gu Ke’s expectations.

But Guk knew that the goal had been achieved, and even Mangul did better than expected.

“There is no time to recall the past. You are about to return to the battlefield that you used to know. Are you ready, Mangul?”

There is no consolation between Ok, Guk knows that his guard leader is a steel-hard warrior, he only needs strength, not comfort.

“I’m ready!”

Mangul responded forcefully, staring at Shang Guk.

“Very well, the new guards have arrived from the waste city, and they need new leaders.”

Guk took off the huge two-handed axe on the platform and reached Mangul.

“Your leader.”

“Understood, boss!”

Mangul took the battle axe and nodded vigorously.

“In addition, you will have a new batch of men.”

Guk went on to say that at the same time a shriveled, silent whisper echoed in the closet at the end of the passage.

“Come out.”

As Guk ordered ~www.mtlnovel.com~ a dead-hand guard walked out of the shadows slowly, the thick armor of his body made a harsh rubbing sound as he moved.

“They are called dead hands by me, and they control a powerful weapon, which is the key to victory in war.”

Mangul stared at the fully enclosed beast-shaped helmet. He could feel a pair of eyes staring at himself behind the black eyepiece.

“And you will lead them, waiting for my instructions, at any time to turn this dirty mud ball into an untouched ruin.”

“Listen to what you mean, boss, whatever it is.”

Mangul nodded and looked at the armor on the stand again, his armor, and put his hand on the chainsaw axe again.

“We are your big axe, your sledgehammer! We are the guards of the Conqueror Guk, and we will destroy the world and nothing else!”

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