Otherworldly Time Thieves

Chapter 481 Drew Explodes (2)
Among them, Drew is the worst. This guy is actually a fighting maniac even though he is so morose all day long. When he was training, Lao Zhu "specially" took care of his load. Others carried it. He had to carry at least one and a half catties, and he persisted in such a perverted training, so that now when he really fought, his attack was a terrifying one.

Under the control of Drew, the long-handled heavy ax in his hand was played freely. Every swift attack brought out a terrible whistling sound, which was the sound made by the high-speed swing breaking the air. The enemies in front of him were easily torn apart by the heavy axe, and blood and internal organs were flying all over the sky, staining Drew at this moment like a god of death, even being brought a little bit by the ax in his hand, All will be broken bones.

"Moo-!!!"

When the killing was on the rise, Drew suddenly looked up to the sky and yelled, and that thick and majestic voice immediately spread throughout the battlefield, causing other people to cast their attention.

When Drew finished screaming up to the sky and lowered his head again, everyone noticed that Drew's big bull eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, not only him, but all the Tauren fighters in Slant Front had bloodshot eyes at this time.

They were so excited by the red color of blood that they went berserk!

If the tauren just now were just brave warriors, then they are simply a group of killing machines that exist exclusively for slaughter!
More than a dozen berserk tauren warriors, brandishing heavy axes in their hands, blew across the battlefield like a hurricane. The place they passed was full of blood and blood. Countless pieces of meat mixed with white bones flew in all directions, and countless screams before dying The sound echoed, and at this moment they were the meat grinders on the battlefield, filling countless lives in their hands.

Even the barbarian fighters on Pianfeng's side didn't dare to run to their side at this time, for fear that if they were not careful, this group of aggressive guys would snap themselves, so they could only follow behind them and cover live on their hind wings.

In the eyes of both parties, there is no longer the concept of clansman, and the position has been doomed as early as the very beginning, either you die or I die.

Although the tauren on the bandit group's side also saw the red color of the blood, they were frightened by the unparalleled aura of Pian Feng's side, and their frightened emotions suppressed their instincts, making them unable to go berserk even if they wanted to.

Besides, what's the use of being violent now?

"Stop him! Stop him! Otherwise everyone will die!" The head of a bandit group yelled angrily from behind, seeing that the orc front on his side was about to be broken through, he quickly reminded: " War tramples! Damn it, aren’t you tauren!?”

After being reminded by him, those terrified tauren remembered that their racial skills should be able to limit them.

(End of this chapter)