Orc Tyrant

Since Koresh met Ur's team again, his team has received a task from the overlord.

Destroy all blood worship altars around Scun.

This is a difficult but very glorious task. Ur's team has been supplemented with a large number of weapons and equipment, and used these efficient weapons to destroy most of the underground altars.

Now they are about to destroy the biggest one.

The newly recruited team members followed Ur and Hagmoss. After they left the surface, they encountered only sporadic resistance from some still loyal cult soldiers.

Boom~!

With a single shot, Ur broke the door lock of the underground bunker. He looked up and saw that the place was full of supplies, and the bunkers had been put in the necessary defensive postures.

As the special warfare boys entered the bunker, the lights inside also turned on.

"Keep your eyes bright!"

Just as they took the third step, a sound suddenly came from the speakers in the bunker.

"You bastards!"

"Huh? Who dares to be so bold?"

Hagrid asked stupidly, apparently he had forgotten the cultists and soldiers on Heditz.

There was a glimmer of light in the air, and nine tall warriors wearing armors shining with red and brass light came in through the open door.

A small flag was hung behind each of them, and each of them had a symbol praising the blood **** on their armor.

The power of the dark might infect these warriors, causing their armor to glow with dim flames.

Ur could feel the majestic hatred and fighting spirit burning in them, and each of them brought them a great sense of oppression.

One of the soldiers wore a shimmering cloak and a tall helmet full of spikes. A red flame wrapped around his left hand.

Afterwards, the suspected leader raised his hand and waved the fireball towards the ceiling.

At the same time, a sound came from the flames.

"We dare."

This frivolous taunting voice echoed in the depths of Ur's soul.

"Smelly Dried Shrimp! Don't pretend to be a big tail Skug! Get out!"

Ur roared loudly and pointed his muzzle at the flame.

"As always, your race lacks the necessary thinking power. I shouldn't enjoy the luxury of killing you for personal grievances. We all have to make some sacrifices."

At the same time, more fireballs appeared around Oak, including the way they came.

Obviously, this is a trap, and the blood worship has already foreseen the path of the squad.

In other words, after being destroyed so many altars, it is impossible for them not to make any response.

This whole team of **** servants is the recognition of the strength of the Ur squad by the high-level blood worshipers. Every soldier in it has experienced a hundred slaughters and beheaded more than ten thousand enemies. They are blood. God's most direct executioner.

For an instant, Ur felt his blood clot, but his comrade-in-arms Hagrid dispelled all his hesitation.

The big guy yelled for the first time.

"Hey! There is no place for you here, Ur! They just got enough of my teeth!"

After speaking, the huge warrior roared and rushed out.

Only this time, Ur agreed with Hagrid's decision—all they could do was fight.

"Waaaaaaaaagh!!!"

He yelled to join Hagrid's charge.

The nine **** servants fought head-on with the team led by Ur and Hagrid in the underground bunker.

Waaaaaaaaaagh! ! !

With a wild roar, Hagrid rushed towards the enemy line.

Although he has received hundreds of battle baptisms, even such a warrior has been forced to retreat by the giant Ouke’s charge.

As Hagrid approached step by step, they hesitated instead.

At the same time, the special warfare boys also took up their guns and shot at the enemy. Ur could hear the howling of bullets burning through the air and attacking the enemy.

Hagrid has already mentioned full speed. Perhaps the real reason for the cult elites' hesitation is that they haven't decided **** this huge Ouke is the best.

Looking at the cult fighters in front of him, Ur felt the emotions emanating from them more than just their appearance.

The graphics and symbols depicted on their magnificent armor decorated with brass and skulls can evoke the memories of the oldest gods. The image of the devil twists and undulates on the polished metal armor surface, and Ur can even see it. To the hatred burning in them.

Ur knew that the enemy in front of him was a bit too weak, and he was indeed an opponent not to be underestimated.

As the sprint speeded up, Ur also pressed the start button of his chain saw war knife.

Kakaka~~!

But the leading cult elite immediately waved his hand at his opponent. Ur first saw a flash of red light, and then a lightning filled with energy knocked him into the air like a child's toy and threw him back.

He flipped over his instinctive body in the air and landed on the ground in a crouching posture.

Hagrid has almost rushed into the enemy's line, and the special warfare boys can only stop the fire.

"You have to face Hagrid!!!"

He roared, swinging the warhammer in his hand and slamming it against the huge helmet of a servant.

Boom~!

The roar of the warhammer crit echoed, and the warrior fell back like a broken kite, and the flames of fire loomed in the big hole smashed out of the armor.

"Stand firmly!"

At the same time, Ur also roared towards the enemy chieftain.

The leader of the team immediately aimed at him with a huge beheading sword, but before the blade fell, Ur suddenly fell to the ground while running, and then rushed towards his enemy.

Although not very strong, his reaction speed is his biggest physical advantage.

The guy chanted a spell in a weird tone, and immediately another energy shot out from his hand.

Ur quickly flashed to the left, but Heimong turned and flew towards him.

"Well!!"

The occult energy hit him, and Oke lost his balance, roaring in pain and falling into a pile of crates.

He only felt that his eyes were staring at Venus, and the pain came from all over his body, as if he had been hit by dozens of bullets.

He grabbed the oil pipeline beside him, struggling to get up.

The special warfare boys continued to shoot and beat the three servants to hide, while the rest drew out their weapons and rushed up.

Hagrid was breathing hard, waving his warhammer more slowly and frantically.

"what a shame!"

Anger was raging in Ur's heart, and he heard a beast howling deep in his soul-his soldiers needed him.

"Come!"

After he got up, he met again and slammed into the difficult enemy.

This time, Ragnar rushed to the guy who seemed to be a warlock and stabs the enemy chieftain's helmet with his chainsaw.

In the next second, the sword body pierced through the ancient armor protected by mysterious power, and the sharp-toothed sword tip pierced from the back of the helmet. The white and red viscous liquid, with the rapid rotation of the sawtooth, was like a fountain. Gush.

Chapter 1015 The Curse of Blood (Part 2)

"Come again!"

Ur roared and swung his sword towards the next enemy. The ancient warrior raised his sword in an attempt to fend off the fatal blow, but the blow slyly changed the direction, cutting the opponent's sword in half. .

Ghostly smoke floated from the destroyed armbands, and Ur raised the pistol in his other hand and killed his opponent with two bangs.

At this moment, Ur was hit hard in the back of the head, knocking him to the ground.

"All blasphemous beasts deserve to die!"

Another blood executioner stepped on Ur and lifted the sword from his back into the opponent's back.

Ur heard the sound of cracking in the back of his armor. The serrated sword ran across his spine, and the intense pain rushed to his forehead, almost fainting him.

Such injuries are enough to make the strongest humans die instantly, but Ur is not, even among Ouke, he is famous for his hard life.

"roll!"

Uer hooked his right foot back, kicking the executioner and his sword away, then rolled around, charged the enemy head-on, and kicked it upward.

The assailant staggered backwards, and Ur struggled to stand up and thrust his chainsaw knife into the enemy's abdomen.

Flames immediately ignited in the armor of the blood executioner.

"Blood Sacrifice...Blood God!"

Although the soul of the blood **** warrior was drifting out of his body, he still struggled to raise his sword and rush towards Ur's throat, but the roaring chain saw blade prevented his final counterattack.

"It's so noisy!!"

Ur gasped and said, pressing the muzzle of the pistol against his opponent's forehead and squeezing the trigger severely.

With a few shots, the body of the Chaos Warrior slipped to the ground weakly along Ur's chain saw blade.

Ur struggled back a few steps, the huge wound was causing him to lose a lot of blood. He took out a hemostatic mushroom and stuffed it into the place where the sword was pierced, then took the metal water bottle on his waist and poured a few mouthfuls.

This is not alcohol, but medicine given by a mad doctor, which can quickly paralyze pain and temporarily improve physical fitness. Of course, it will be a little uncomfortable afterwards, but it is a very good thing in battle.

As some mysterious substance pumped into his heart, Ur felt as if he hadn't received any harm. It was only then that he realized that he had killed three enemies in just three minutes.

He immediately judged the current situation of the battle.

Hagrid was right beside him, and just killed another enemy on the basis of his first kill.

But the big man was shaking with a few sword wounds on his body, and Ur wanted to know how long he could support.

There were still a few enemies falling not far from the gate. The special warfare kid quickly defeated them with the number. Although he also paid almost twice the price, Ur never worried that the kid under his hand would be reduced.

As long as he needs, he can add countless kids at any time.

Now there is a chance to win, and even though Ur is injured, he knows that they have the victory in their hands.

But suddenly, the first corpse he had solved before floated from the floor, as if being pulled by an invisible thread, and a red flame wrapped around his hand.

Seeing the lifeless corpse raised his hands, Ur's eyes widened in surprise, and all the hair on the back of his neck suddenly shook.

"Shrimp stuff..."

The real world began to tremble, and then a ball of fire shot directly from the armour, Ur hurriedly raised his arm to cover his face.

But nothing happened. He heard crazy laughter resounding from the west, and a sickly sweet smell filled his nose.

Something began to materialize in the bunker.

A monster floating in the air supported by a non-existent air current appeared. Its flesh and blood showed red for a while and then turned pink again, and its tentacles stretched out from the body that was constantly twisting, like a flail. Kemen took it away.

Several special warfare boys who were besieging the remaining enemies were immediately taken away and slowly slipped off the concrete wall.

A sense of horror and disgust spread throughout Ur's body, and he stubbornly raised the chain saw blade in his hand.

If today is his death date, then he will fight to the end like a real Oak.

Ur raised his head and roared as loudly as possible as long as possible, drowning the demon's laughter with his roar.

WAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !

When he lowered his head, he heard a roar like a response, a mechanical sound.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !

With a loud impact, the wall of the bunker broke open, and a huge crack appeared in the concrete wall.

Then there was another loud noise, and a huge wall panel suddenly fell inward and smashed to pieces.

A huge shadow, engulfed in the steam and smoke, roared and strode forward.

"I am Viken!!!"

The floor trembled with every step of the tower-like Ouke's fearlessness. Behind this powerful existence, guards who belonged only to the overlord rushed in, their silver horned helmets shining brightly under the fire light.

Their shouts sounded as sweet as a hymn to Ur's.

He rallied his strength again, rushed towards the demon, and slashed with the roaring saber in his hand, turning himself into a whirlwind of death and destruction. The monster's tentacles were cut and flew into the air, and black pus splashed everywhere.

"Boss Ur! That's the cursed Stitched Gorefiend, stay away from it!"

A familiar voice yelled, and then Koresh and his Wendigo church attendants rushed into the bunker behind Fearless.

Ur glanced at Koresh, and had some opinions on Xiami's involvement in his own battle.

At the moment of his distraction, one of the tentacles grabbed his knife-holding arm at supernatural speed, and the other tightly wrapped his neck.

And one of the severed tentacles crawled across the floor like a snake and entangled Ur's leg.

The special warfare boss used his other hand to pull the tentacles wrapped around his neck vigorously, his mouth was not idle, and he spit out the devil.

"Waaaaagh!!!"

Viken's roar was like a rumble of thunder, and the mighty fearless mech waved its huge mechanical claws and hit the demon's core with all its strength.

A huge amount of energy came from the tips of the claws, and the demon tentacles wrapped around Ur slammed back. It seemed that the monster wanted to protect itself.

On the other side of the battlefield, one blood executioner kicked away the warhammer in Hagrid's hand, and another caught up and tried to cut his chest armor with a sword.

Sparks are splattering, but their advantage comes too late.

The guards rushed up and greeted them fiercely with the roaring long-handled battle axe. The blood executioner had to turn his attention from Hagrid to the new attacker.

With a roar, the four battle axes fell on the first enemy to attack Hagrid at the same time, smashing several large holes in his armor.

The smoke screamed out along with the flames, and the guy was quickly shredded without even screaming.

The second raised his sword and tried to resist the guard who rushed to him first.

The blood **** warrior's dexterous block not only accepted this attack, but also almost surrendered the guard's weapon.

But at the same time the second guard leaped towards his enemy and knocked it to the ground.

The guards and the blood executioner rolled around on the floor, fighting each other in a ball, and both wanted to press the opponent under them and give him a fatal blow.

In the end, the guards gained an absolute advantage with their size and strength, and pierced the weak point of the opponent's helmet connection with a sharp blade.

Splashing blood, just like their fanatical slogan.