Orc Tyrant

Varnacus was going crazy.

Oak is a mystery to him, his plan should have been perfect-he never made a mistake.

The war broke out, Oak should not have noticed here, but let the **** of Wendigo Church come alone and greet their dooms here.

They knew that the believers of these false gods would find a way to destroy their plan of giving the world to the blood god, because their gods were afraid of the blood god.

This is understandable, because the blood **** is the only ruler of the supreme heaven.

But obviously, Oak is indeed as difficult as his master, the Lord of God, said.

"It's all over, mad dog worshiping blood, stop your ritual."

Koresh Fox yelled pretendingly that there was two hundred Ouke behind him. Although the current scene was shocking, it did not scare him.

"I've heard how stubborn you are, Wendigo's bastards, but you don't know who I am or what I saw. When the matter will end, I have the final say."

Varnakus gritted his teeth and said, pulling the woman's hair more fiercely in his hand, cutting off her head completely, and then throwing it into the blood pool.

"You're done, idiot! You are going to—"

The next moment, Koresh's words were interrupted, and the walls on both sides suddenly began to twist.

The members of Wendigo Church immediately knelt to the ground and began to convulse violently.

Blood poured out from his ears and nose, and the mixed screams showed his pain and fear. Some abnormality was tearing his mind.

"Block...stop...he..."

Ur immediately noticed that something was wrong, but when he just raised the gun in his hand, everything changed.

Eight huge brass vessels ignited a big fire, as if what was rippling inside was not blood but grease, and the flame that ignited was also an unnatural blood red.

The smell of blood became stronger, but it was mixed with the burning smell of metal, which Ur often smelled in the craftsman's workshop.

"Head! That—"

In an instant, eight bloodletters with long swords, scarlet skins and first-born horns entered the physical space from the twisted flames.

The boundless malice and killing intent rippled with the appearance of these demons. They were not armored, but their skins were shiny, and the brass imprints on their chests clearly pointed out their allegiance.

With the appearance of eight bloodletters, eight violent figures jumped out of the flames again.

Those were eight sturdy flesh-and-blood hounds. Their eyes, burning unnatural flames, scanned all the creatures present, including the Oukes. They felt their throats aching, and something seemed to be biting themselves.

These monsters are like skinned hounds, but their muscles are abnormally developed, the back of their heads are like lizards with membrane wings, and their thick necks are tied with a thorny brass collar.

The appearance of these hounds made Koresh tremble even more.

"No...no...good..."

He wanted to stand up, but couldn't control the spasms of his limbs.

The demon stood between Ok and their prey like a wall, and Ur immediately realized that he should be on the stage.

"Pretend to be fools! Fuck them!!!"

With a wild roar, he rushed to the demons first.

The two sides fought hand in hand, and the room burst into flames.

The demons can use short-distance teleportation to appear in various weird locations, and then easily take the lives of the special warfare boys with the magic sword in their hands. After the two sides contacted for more than ten seconds, more than ten Ouke’s corpses fell. on the ground.

But the strange thing is that the blood did not appear with the sacrifice. The magic sword of the bloodletter would instantly drain the life of the slaughtered while killing.

The situation is by no means one-sided.

"dead!"

After deflecting an attack with a knife, Ur did not rush to attack because he knew that the enemy would immediately disappear.

Uncharacteristically, he slammed his head into the arms of the attacking bloodletter, and slammed his shoulder against the abdomen of his enemy.

Although not known for being strong, the bloodletter is still an infinitely powerful warrior, so it can withstand such a huge amount of damage-it just takes a few steps back.

But as the bloodletter moved forward and tried to cut Ur's head with the sword, Ok also rushed forward again and used a skull pile as a pedal to jump at the enemy.

Before the bloodletter disappeared, his knife slashed at the junction of the opponent's head and neck without any muddle.

The next second, the demon collapsed on the floor like a loose button, and the energy to maintain its body was released.

"Come on! Cut it! Cut it on the chest!"

Hagrid wielded the hammer, first hit his target, a flesh hound, and lost its center of gravity, then dropped it to the ground with a thunderous impact.

He raised the sledgehammer in his hand above his head and smashed a devastating blow.

The beast skull with sharp teeth burst into hundreds of fragments.

At this time, a bloodletter approached Koresh, and Ur realized that he still needed this shrimp.

"Don't let him die!"

Hagrid turned and rushed over, but a bloodletter stopped him and slashed his breastplate with a sword.

This powerful blow made Hagrid stumbled backwards. Considering that he was a big man with a height of three meters, the power of this blow was placed on an ordinary person, enough to divide a person in two.

"Damn! Let you chop you really chop-"

Although he quickly regained his footing, his enemies pressed forward, forcing Hagrid to retreat, and kept parrying the attack of the demon's sword.

Suddenly, a flesh hound pounced from behind him.

Hagrid saw it in his eyes, trying to avoid the enemy's sneak attack, but this move exposed him to flaws.

The bloodletter seized this opportunity, chopped the sword into Hagrid's shoulder, and forced him to kneel to the ground.

The devil knew that it had gained the upper hand and planned to end the battle as soon as possible.

"It's in the plan!! Stupid jumping!"

When the fatal blow hit, Hagrid suddenly jumped to grab his enemy's hand, and used his seldom-used pistol against his opponent's chest and fired several shots.

If it's an ordinary human pistol, it's just tickling the bloodletting ghost, but Oak's pistol—or hand cannon, rarely has anything that can be strong enough to eat.

After the gunshot, the lifeless collars scattered on the floor.

These Flesh Hounds seem to have a mysterious connection with the bloodletters. As long as the bloodletters are expelled, their evil pets will also be taken away from the physical space, which undoubtedly greatly reduces the pressure on the Oukes.

"What the hell?"

Hagrid picked up this strange halo and looked around, but didn't see anything, then put it in his mouth and shook it, rubbed it against his body, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Until then, he didn't realize that he had been hit by a sword in the shoulder.