Reborn as Hokage, I am actually a god

"This stinky girl is still so stubborn." The captain joked, feeling the crowd leaving.

"Ma! Ma! Well! After all, he is the favorite of our team, but if he can not forget his responsibilities, he has already met the conditions of an excellent priest." The team member on the side replied with a relaxed tone.

"As for her, she's still far behind. I usually dote on her so much that I even dare to bite her tongue on the battlefield." The captain pursed his lips with a bit of pride.

However, while the team was chatting, a huge roar in the distance was getting closer and closer, "Everyone is ready to fight, but don't die! Didn't you hear that girl say that even if you go to the Kingdom of God, don't even think about abandoning her? Please use some Fight hard to survive." The cleric captain pulled out the knight's sword from his waist, and a large golden alloy shield appeared in his other hand. The heavy shield was put down heavily by the cleric captain. On the ground.

"boom!"

The earth was pressed into a groove, and the golden shield seemed to be welded to the earth.

"Tch! It's that stinky girl who always says unlucky things. I'm not married yet, so I won't be able to find her when I go back." Another voice sounded, and several square Rubik's cubes were quickly thrown to the ground. , a burst of white light spread, the square Rubik's Cube unfolded instantly, and the sound of "click" mechanical friction sounded indirectly.

Four or five robots armed with various machine guns and artillery appeared in the open space.

"Why do you, an old boy, still want to eat young grass? Others are only 18 years old and have just grown up. Why can't you, an old boy who is running for three years, get his turn?" The other paladins also quickly gathered around and unfolded their large shields. He and his captain formed a small iron wall, tightly wrapping the team.

The saintly attire didn't pay attention to the team members' joking, but focused on directing the machine to quickly merge with the large shields of the priests.

The two priests in the middle shook their heads helplessly, "Can you be more serious? Why didn't I realize that you guys were such idiots when we were assigned to this team?"

After speaking, the staff in his hand gently touched the ground. In an instant, a huge halo spread under the feet of several people. The top of another priest's staff emitted a white shimmer, and a golden translucent barrier enveloped it. The whole team.

Under the halo, all the priests instantly felt that their power had doubled.

"Here we come! Everyone!" reminded the priests with drones floating in the sky. At this moment, the formation of the priests was like a small bunker equipped with countless modern weapons. The priests no longer talked to each other. He was joking, but looked into the distance intently.

Durotan, who was leading the Frostwolf clan, saw the golden light shining through the dense leaves in front of the forest not far away, and his heart froze slightly. Ever since he came to this world, everything has been just like Gul'dan said, The race here is extremely weak and is no match for the clan. The simple city wall was broken by the attack of the orcs.

But since meeting those human warriors with golden light on their bodies, everything has changed. Countless orcs started to die like mowing grass just like they had slaughtered those humans who were not even as good as the lower orcs.

The dense and short arrows, like the scythe of the god of death, began to harvest the lives of the orc warriors. It exploded like thunder. The armor of the orc warriors was like paper. When it exploded, it exploded into a large piece. For the first time, they encountered death on a large scale. If they hadn't been outnumbered and the orc warriors had piled up their lives, perhaps the entire orc tribe would have stopped here.

"Stop!" Durotan waved his hand, and the entire orc army immediately stopped moving at high speed. The tall warg left deep claw marks on the ground.

"What about Durotan?" Durotan's wife Draka looked at her husband in confusion.

Durotan frowned deeply, "There are those guys with golden lights ahead. We can't let the clan warriors go up like this."

Draka's pupils narrowed slightly, and he instantly understood what his husband meant, "Damn it, how could these powerful guys appear in this land? Their race is obviously so weak." He had fought with him at close range. Draka understands how difficult these guys who are covered in light are, they don't feel like a race at all.

Both in terms of strength and speed, they can compete with the most elite of the orc race. Not to mention that they have to break through their layer of long-range strikes that are comparable to a storm, and then break their turtle shells before they can compete with the guys inside. In a fight, it would be difficult to conquer Chengdu, no less than a fortress with copper walls and iron walls.

"What to do now, Durutan, we didn't come here to let the tribes come to die." Draka felt agitated because he was still waiting to carve out a rich territory for the children.

"Are the black-hand coolies behind us coming soon? Let them go first. Let's take a rest and wait for the opportunity. After all, their number is not large, and the elite of the tribe cannot be lost here."

"Yes!" Draka nodded. The group of guys who were eroded by evil energy were almost killing each other like crazy now. It was just a good time for them to consume the enemies. Although they were a little unwilling to do so, even if they won in the end, they would still be able to win in the end. Some of the credit for the tribe should be shared, but the attacks of those guys in the early stage were really fierce.

Durotan didn't rest for a while when he saw a large group of orc troops with evil green light coming towards this direction.

"Hey! Isn't this Durotan of the Frostwolf clan? Why are you resting here? Isn't it because you don't want to take the lead?" came an extremely frivolous and rude voice. I saw a guy who was larger than the other orcs and exuded more powerful evil energy walking towards Durotan.

"Head, do you think that all clans have evil powers like your Blackhand clan and don't need to rest?" Durotan glanced at the orc in front of him with disgust. He didn't like Durdan and also hated evil powers. .

"Haha! Now you know the benefits of evil energy! It seems that our Blackhand clan will get all this power. When the time comes, the territories will be allocated. I hope you won't be greedy." Reid laughed crazily. As the biggest orc, The son of a clan leader, he naturally does not need to be as afraid of orc warriors like Durotan as ordinary orcs.

After laughing, Red led the German orc coolie behind him and continued walking forward. Before leaving, he did not forget to cast a provocative look at Durotan, completely unaware of the faint golden light shining in the woods in the distance.

However, before Red had gone a hundred meters away, several sounds of "Pah!" sounded in front of him, and the heads of the tribal warriors guarding him in front of him shattered like watermelons.

However, before he could react, the sound of "tick-tick-tock!" sounded more intensively. Countless branches and debris flew everywhere, and the orc coolies in front fell like wheat. Occasionally, there were violent explosions, which directly blew away the flesh and blood of the densely gathered orcs.

At this time, Red realized why the old guy Durotan didn't move forward, and glanced sharply in Durotan's direction. Red didn't dare to raise his eyebrows, and quickly found a thick tree to hide.

"Come over and kill those turtles for me." Reid shouted loudly, with endless anger in his tone. He knew that if he didn't take down those turtles before this wave of soldiers was exhausted, it would be as if he had taken them with him. Turtle shell with thorns, then everything that follows is to make a wedding dress for the old guy Durotan. As for escaping, this is something he has never thought about. Once he gave the order to escape, as a person who respects bravery The orc tribe is a coward. Not only will the clan look down on itself, but its subordinates will also not understand it.

At this moment, in the rain of gunfire and blood, the ferocity of the orcs who had been eroded by evil energy was deeply aroused, and they launched wave after wave of death attacks towards the priests, not caring about the team at all. death.

Durotan, who was not far away, was deeply shocked by this scene. He could not imagine that if he had not stopped the team and walked an extra hundred meters, his clan would have lost at least one-third of its members. , this is undoubtedly a heavy blow to the Frostwolf clan.