The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

In a rage, the silver wolf who turned on blood damage raised his murderous eyes, and included all the enemies in his vision into the reflection of these red eyes.

At this moment, only blood can extinguish this fury.

The ugly demon species didn't know what it was going to face, it just grabbed it down clumsily, but its hand went down, it should have held it, but there was nothing, it tried to lift He raised his arm, but it didn't move at all, and even slipped down from his elbow...

Then, it saw the crimson shadow, its sharp claws pierced the eyeball, pierced through the cuticle, and pulled out a piece of blood. The blood was like a fountain, and the furious orc gasped, hanging down his arms like the blood of the emperor. He raised his head, stared at the gray sky, and let out a suppressed and furious laugh: "So, I can't bear it... Hahahahahaha——!"

Breaking through the shackles of the soul, it also liberated the physical body.

The Silver Wolf tribe is a powerful tribe. As a beastman, it is also the leading fighting race. The silver wolf beastman can even use blood damage after adulthood, but the beastman race that can use blood damage as an adult is undoubtedly a genius. stand out.

But these are not important to the Chulaiyi people today.

She just wants to kill.

As a result, the bloody beast shadows raged on the battlefield, and the furious orcs harvested the lives of the monsters by breaking the rules of physical boundaries. Originally, the monsters only survived by virtue of their physical strength and large numbers, but if they faced the beastmen When blood destroys an individual, it can only become a prey and be hunted down.

This is pure violence in power.

Gouging out the heart, piercing the chest and lungs, cutting off the hands and feet, gouging out the eyeballs, tearing apart the skull, cutting off the arteries... The medical knowledge that Su Bai once told her actually made her brutal killing.

No need for pedicures, no need to waste energy, pinpoint the weak point, and kill with one blow.

In less than [-] seconds, she had already killed fourteen monsters. That outburst of rage even chilled the orc warriors. They had seen the power of blood-bad individuals before, but today's tribe does not have blood-bad blood. Individuals, because of the previous summoning order, all blood bad individuals participated in higher-level battles three years ago, and have not returned yet...

The elder used to be able to use blood damage, but now he is too old to afford it. If he uses blood damage, he will die before killing the enemy... Lan Ya is the orc who is most likely to approach the blood damage domain, but now he is caught by the silver wolf .

This is a great boost to morale.

As long as the silver wolf can persist for another minute, the remaining demon species will be nothing to worry about!

The moment she pierced through the vitals of a demon species again and cut off its artery, the sound of piercing the sky rose and fell, and with a crisp sound, the silver wolf was cut off from the gallop. She stopped and looked at the two steps away. The stone that sank deep into the ground touched his cheek, and blood overflowed from the cut wound.

"Blood Bad Individual, it seems that this trip is not in vain." Holding a few stones in his hand, the upper demon species approached with a smirk. It said in the language of demon species: "Come, I will play with you."

I don't understand the language, but the demon species who can talk... Naturally, it is a high-ranking demon species, not an ordinary high-ranking one.

The silver wolf turned around, its red eyes were blurred with blood, but it locked on to the high-ranking monster... Although she was violent, she still had reason, as long as she killed the monster, it would be over...

"Ha...ha..." She lowered her hands and pressed her five fingers to the ground. Her facial features were cold, her fangs were exposed, her muscles were bulging, and the sound of bones crying and muscles tearing came from inside her body continuously. Severe pain accompanied by backflow of blood.

Blood damage is destined to be in a state that cannot be maintained for too long. Every time it is activated, its lifespan will be shortened. Every time it is activated, the body will collapse, and it will even lead to death. If it is maintained for too long, the body will collapse first, and it will become more intense The pain is the proof that the body is about to collapse.

But... so what?

What is this degree of pain now?

"I am going to kill you."

The silver wolf spoke the orc language, declaring grief and indignation with words.

She kicked the ground suddenly, and then the crimson figure disappeared without a sound... She broke through the sound barrier at an extremely fast speed that no one could notice, leaving behind the reverberation that crushed the figure, and the sharp claws tore apart the sound barrier. The air, like crashing into an invisible wall, tore apart the physical limit with absolutely brutal violence, and launched a desperate offensive towards the unforgivable enemy.

boom--!

When the confrontation and collision began, the sound wave broke out.

Smoke, dust and spirit skeletons floated into the sky profusely, the wind pressure was dull, and the air scattered in all directions.

The upper demon twisted its neck, looked at the silver wolf whose claws were pressed against his neck, the scales on its neck made a crisp sound, and a few cracks opened, it said: "Not bad...but it can't cut my neck. "

"How...it's possible..." Silver Wolf's paw was also broken, and she was more in disbelief than the pain.

The demon species grinned, and flicked its tail violently, like a whip of steel, hitting the silver wolf's lower abdomen heavily, like a ball being slapped with all its strength, hitting the ground and sliding for dozens of meters. After smashing several residential buildings, she finally collapsed overwhelmed on the ground of the battlefield.

She lost, lost in the absolute gap between races.

The high-ranking demon species was created by the fantasy species, and has different advantages, and the defense of this demon species is terrible. Its scales are imitated by the dragon spirit species observed by the demon king, and each scale has extremely strong defense. Even a chariot tank cannot be crushed, and even a beastman who breaks through the physical limit cannot be crushed.

There is no tradition of fighting monsters and upgrading in this world, and everything that each creature has is to maximize its own racial advantages.

If you are a beastman, you will exercise your body, if you are an elf, you will study magic, if you are a goblin, you will study forging... But these races are all limited in a sense. Under this circumstance, the gap between strength and weakness between races will be a natural moat that can never be overcome.

That's why the world is so cruel.

The weak are always the weak.

It can only be ravaged by the strong.

Just like this time, just like that time.

Values ​​measured by violence are even ravaging and destroying this planet, this world.

But the strong enjoy it, and only the weak are hurt, but no one has ever understood and considered the feelings and thoughts of the weak.

"Kill them all, don't leave a single one behind."

The upper demon gave orders to the lower demon. It raised its hand and touched the scales on its neck. The broken scales were about to fall off, and it would take some time to grow back... It was the first time that the scales were crushed by the orcs.

It's a pity, it's a beastman... If it's a stronger race, maybe I will really die.

It suddenly got a little scared, and planned to clean up the place and slaughter those beastmen who couldn't resist, which would make it feel better...

A low-level monster approached.

Silver Wolf's blurry blood-colored vision could be seen, but she couldn't move.

The load caused by the blood damage was already extremely heavy. She was already injured, and the blow she suffered just now nearly shattered her spine. Even though the spine was intact, her hands and feet were broken or dislocated. It looked as if it had been painted with red paint...the blood pooled under his body.