Lord of all tribes

Chapter 350
These skeletons are really too weird, they are immune to the strange pattern of the purple-black long sword, Chester panicked a little.

He looked at the skeletons of various colors surrounding him, and he began to look for a skeleton with a sword. The skeleton couldn't bear the pressure and collapsed.

Chester's expression brightened. He felt that these skeletons were not as powerful as he had imagined. He regained his confidence, held his sword tightly again, and, surrounded by the half-orc guards, attacked these skeletons. charge.

He slashed at a silver bone skeleton again with a sword. The bone that he imagined was shattered and broken did not happen. The purple-black long sword in his hand was directly stuck in the rib of the silver bone skeleton. It was very appropriate, just to sink the long sword into it.

The corners of Chester's mouth twitched, and he tried his best to draw the long sword outward, but before he could draw the sword, several silver bone skeletons and golden bone skeletons were holding bone knives or bone knives. The sword came to kill him.

In order to protect himself, Chester could only give up continuing to twitch the long sword, and instead concentrate on dealing with the silver and gold bone skeletons in front of him.

Chester swallowed. If he didn't understand the strangeness of these skeletons at this time, he would be really stupid.

Obviously, these skeletons are graded according to color. Although I don’t know what the reason is, it is clear that these silver bone skeletons and gold bone skeletons are much more powerful than those white bone skeletons. These are all from Chester’s personal experience passed.

He glanced at the silver-bone skeleton with a purple-black long sword still swinging left and right.Chester had a faint sadness.

These monsters couldn't even utter a howl of pain, and they were no different from unconscious puppets.

Leaving aside these silver bone skeletons for the time being, Chester was deeply shocked by the power of these gold bone skeletons when Chester just competed with those few gold bone skeletons.

They actually have the strength and power of a fifth-order half-orc or even a sixth-order half-orc!
This is a terrible fact!Chester thought eagerly in his heart, he tried to get himself out of such a dangerous situation, but obviously, he failed, he couldn't do it.

You know, as a half-orc king, he, Chester, only possesses the power of the seventh level, and some monster skeletons casually made by these human races have the power of the fifth or sixth level, which simply makes this half-orc king unable to do so. accept.

When these skeletons formed a circle around him, Chester felt hopeless in his heart.

He tried to break out from all directions, but every time, these skeletons would rush forward without fear, using their skeleton bodies to stop his further movements.

It is true that Chester is a seventh-rank half-orc king, but in this situation surrounded by many, he really feels helpless!
Chester was very happy to see a gray skeleton crushed into pieces by him again. He felt that he had killed another monster.

His strength can support him to slaughter these bone skeletons and gray bone skeletons one after another in a short period of time.

But when encountering those silver bone skeletons and gold bone skeletons, Chester had to be cautious.

When he was fighting to the fullest, Chester suddenly felt a deep sense of sleepiness all over his body, and his footsteps became staggered, like the kind of drunk alcoholic who couldn't exert much strength from his whole body.

Gradually, Chester felt that his eyes seemed to be stuck by something, and he could no longer open them.

"what"

Chester roared violently, he wanted to clear away all the uncomfortable feelings on his body, and he wanted to return to his original peak fighting state.

After the violent hissing, he managed to pull himself together.

He saw a few delicate bone swords shining with silver and gold light floating in front of him, Chester grinned, he wanted to reach out and touch one of those delicate bone swords, he would be empty stretched out his left hand.

When he retracted again, he was surprised to find that his left hand had disappeared, and now there was only a piece of hard dead flesh hanging on his rather strong left hand;
Rollin stood in the distance. He looked at the astonishing scene in front of him, and turned his gaze to Carlos, hoping to get a correct explanation.

"This is the slowness and sluggishness of the skeleton magician. Generally speaking, this kind of sluggishness can only bring some mental sluggishness to the enemy. It is reasonable to say that it will not affect a person's combat effectiveness too much. This orc is an exception."

Carlos spread his hands. The situation in front of him was obviously beyond his expectations. He did know these skills of the skeleton magician, but he thought that the half-orc in front of him was also a seventh-level powerhouse. It will be confused for too long, or how much combat power will be affected.

"Maybe it's because these half-orcs don't have any brains."

Rollin found a far-fetched reason for the doubtful Carlos.

However, he felt that this reason could be justified. After all, apart from those cunning half-fox people and half-embarrassed people in the half-orc tribe, the half-lion man in front of him had always had some underdeveloped cerebellums.

Sometimes hybridization can indeed breed some rarer species, but more often there will be various accidents of one kind or another.

Soon, those silver bone skeletons and golden bone skeletons inserted the bone swords in their hands into the chest of the half lion man in front of him without hesitation. The burly half-lion stabbed each other, as if they were afraid that the half-lion was not dead yet.

The half-lion died, and his death was miserable. His body was covered with pitted marks of swords, and his lion head was twisted down by a good-for-nothing skeleton.

After the half-lion died, the [-] half-orc legion was also quickly defeated. They had already fallen into a disadvantage after launching a full-scale attack on the army of Garadi. Now the half-orc king who had brought them hope— —Chester also died, and the belief in death in their hearts was also erased invisibly.

When the rows of dwarf muskets roared again, these half-orcs completely lost their determination to resist.

They surrounded each other and dropped the weapons in their hands. They gathered spontaneously and moved towards the surrounding open space, raising their hands high to show their determination to surrender.

(End of this chapter)