Orc Tyrant

After several hours of stumbling and stumbling, several scarred warships finally docked on the berth. The boys immediately rushed down from the deck with cheers, began their rest time and made up for what they lost in the sea this week— —It won’t be long before the bar will be full of greenery. They have too many stories and experiences to share and vent.

While the boys were preparing to rest, it was the time when the mechanics were about to work. Many mechanics who had received the news a long time ago waited at the pier, and when the boys dispersed, they boarded the ship.

They will overall evaluate the situation of the entire warship, and then recommend a recognized chief designer, let him combine the opinions of various parties, and come up with a specific transformation plan and process, but this plan is not fixed. For Ouke It is a habit to change, so the opinions given now often result in completely different results than expected.

However, the mechanics are still enthusiastic about this cooperation mode, because it can satisfy their various ideas that suddenly emerge. In many cases, they work for Golden Teeth and do not seek compensation, but simply want to complete their own ideas.

Labor is not merely an act of exchanging materials in Ouke society, but more of a spontaneous activity to satisfy interest.

But when Jinya came down from the deck, besides a large number of mechanics, there was a boss who stayed in the harbor and he looked hurried.

"Boss! You just came back. A group of turtles came yesterday, saying they were sent by the overlord."

"Ok?"

Jinya frowned, feeling that things were not simple.

"what is it call?"

"It's... Lame Luo! Yes, it's Lame Luo, a lame guy!"

"Limp Luo?"

Jin Ya felt his chin and thought for a while, then made sure that there was no such person in his mind.

"Which legion?"

"It seems...no, he didn't say which legion it belonged to, so he said that the overlord sent him over to find you the boss, so special!"

"horizontal?"

Jin Fang snorted in his nostrils, then stared at the boss, and said:

"and then?"

"He did a lot of things as soon as he came, and the stinky shrimp couldn't see it, so he took the kid to do it with him, and it turned out..."

"result?"

Smelly Shrimp Jinya knew that a rookie leader who couldn't get along in Arkham led the boy Bailai to roam outside the city every day, strictly speaking, he was not his subordinate.

However, he can be considered a member of Fan Jili.

Seeing Jinya's murderous gaze, the boss shrank his neck, and then whispered:

"Being...being beaten to death."

"Heh! Interesting!"

A smile appeared on Jin Ya's face, but Ouke all around knew that this smile was not funny at all.

"Take me to see, what kind of stuff is that limp!"

When he rushed to the opponent's location, which was also the largest arena in Port Van Gillie, the leader of the war gang, Ketra, was about to die.

He will not succumb.

He roared, his broken jaw changed the tone of his contemptuous roar, and the big guy who was about to kill him was indifferent, even if Kedella smashed blood on his battle armor, this leg used mechanical claws. The replacement fighters were not moved either.

Instead, he leveled his sickle-shaped battle axe, and Kedla prepared his sharktooth scimitar.

The edge of the scimitar has become ragged jagged teeth. It has repeatedly cut and rolled the blade in countless battles. In the memory of Golden Tooth, Kedla has never known what the failure was.

In what can be called a long time, he has never backed away.

Even when bullets rained from the towering walls of Aswan and enveloped the earth in flames, Kedra was still advancing.

He fought endlessly during the siege of Silent Hill, and slaughtered on the plains of Essex.

"Waaaagh!"

Kedella yelled, his scimitar held high as a threat.

Then he started to charge, but his injured left leg failed him and made him slip. His body was not as strong as his will.

When the opponent's battle axe nailed him, Kedra stopped, his armor was easily pierced, the end of the axe blade stayed in his abdomen, and the blade-like blade pierced his back. .

He shook for a moment, blinking silently, and then the big guy kicked his body from the battle axe.

Silence permeated, and the atmosphere was suspended by shock and disbelief.

"by!!!!!!"

Then the boys began to howl, the lights flooded the arena, and a cold and dazzling light source cast a gloomy shadow on a shallow sand pit and broken bones.

A pool of blood gathered under Kedra.

He twitched, still alive, with his mouth wide open, trying to catch the air like a stranded fish.

"Damn..."

The owner of the arena, the blue-faced ghost [Cai Fan] was also stunned. After defeating his three champions in a row, this foreigner even killed the famous war gang boss Kedera.

This is not a question of losing more or less. It is still unknown whether his arena can go on.

"This is over."

Suddenly, he felt something approaching behind him. When he turned around and looked around, his mouth suddenly opened up, and his chin was about to fall to the ground.

"Gold, gold..."

Some viewers also noticed the arrival of a big person and began to clamor.

But the big guy didn't seem to realize that there was another fighter on the field. His battle axe slashed down. Kedla roared, the axe slashed into his thigh, and then pierced his shoulder for the second time. And it caused another howl.

"If you plan to kill him, kill him quickly."

The deep voice of the golden tooth came from behind, and the Ouke stopped his hand and turned around.

The boys screamed harder, their faces hidden in the darkness, but countless pairs of eyes like burnt coals made the arena be as dangerous as a jungle of black smoke, as if hungry hungry hung around. Beast.

The battle axe turned, and the movement of the change of the holding position was unnecessarily delicate, and now it was aimed at the gold tooth.

"I wonder, this place is all rubbish, and there is no one that can fight."

Lame Luo grinned at the opponent, his voice as low as barking, which was a provocative tone.

"I hope you can speak as quietly as you do now when you are fighting."

Like a torch of extinguishment being rekindled, Jinfang bared his teeth in a wild roar, and then drew a wide-bladed serrated knife with his backhand, which was two meters long.

His thumb activated the button above, and the shark-toothed barbs on the blade flashed dangerously, once, twice, and finally turned into a fast-rotating ring of death.

"Also, don't kill a guy who fell down for more than one second."

Before the words of the golden tooth fell, Lame Luo rushed over like an arrow from the string, and dazzled before him.