Marvel Movie Havoc

If the combat power of ordinary farmers is five, then the combat power of strong orcs should be eight, and the combat power of these selected guys is probably around twelve or thirteen.

Rohan is known as the country of knights, and it is said that the whole country can mobilize tens of thousands of cavalry, but knights and cavalry are completely two concepts!

Cavalry means that anyone who rides a horse can call himself a cavalry as long as he does not fall off, and a knight, in addition to having the corresponding equipment, skills and retinue, each knight automatically has the status of a nobleman.

Even if it is only the lowest level of nobles, they are still nobles, and they come from masters with separate fiefdoms!

The residents of each knight's private territory are not counted in the calculation of the national population of Rohan, so in fact, if these hidden populations are counted, there will be about [-] people in Rohan!

Although this figure may sound like a larger street office to some people, it is much better than the [-] population on paper.

"Let them share!" Someone directly took out a tube of bright blue reagent from his pocket and threw it to Saruman.

"Yes, my lord!" Saruman looked at the ingenious test tube in his hand, and replied with some pain.

As a white-robed wizard who devoted himself to scientific research, Saruman felt that he could definitely be regarded as the most knowledgeable and wise man in Middle-earth, but when he got the test tube in his hand, he was still shocked by the precision of this thing.

The silver-white double protection, the pure glass without any impurities, the blue sky-like spiral design, and the six-sided umbrella logo that seems to be naturally generated, everything fully shows that this thing is definitely not based on the current technological conditions. can be manufactured.

Even Vera, who claims to be omnipotent, couldn't make such a fine thing.

After all, there is specialization in the art industry. Although the Veras have the ability to make ordinary people unimaginable, their aesthetics and vision stay in their own world. This kind of novelty can only be imitated by the Veras, and it is absolutely impossible for them to develop it themselves.

Originally, Saruman thought that the Lord Holy Law God who popped up suddenly was a clone sent by a certain Vala who was unwilling to be lonely, because this kind of thing had happened before in history, compared to the one in the garden of the gods. To be a low-level god, some Valar are willing to come to Middle-earth to be a high-ranking master.

But now, Saruman suddenly understood that the background of his new master was likely to exceed his expectations!

Maybe it's some kind of demon god from outside the sky!

Saruman unscrewed the cap, and immediately felt an evil breath rushing out of the test tube. This extreme evil made him almost unable to hold the test tube in his hand.

"My lord? Is this...?"

Saruman's face turned pale immediately. With his strength, even the Supreme Lord of the Rings would at most make him a little jealous, but now this thing, let alone touching it, simply exudes aura that he can't bear anymore. .

Could it be that some kind of world-destroyer level magic weapon can't do it?

"Divide it up!" A certain person waved his hand indifferently. Although this is the only T-virus stock left on his body, the T-virus is useless to him now, and it is just a good time to use it as a waste.

Besides, if you really want to, just go back to the Resident Evil world. Anyway, I still have a backtracking scroll in my hand, and I can return to the mission world I have been to at any time.

Without further hesitation, Saruman used magic to conjure a large vat of water, and then threw the test tube in his hand into it.

"One person, one bowl, come in line!"

The leader of the orcs in the first row raised the sea bowl in his hand a little ignorantly, not knowing why the wizard ordered him to drink it.

It's just that for these orcs whose brains are not as big as a walnut, they don't have much ability to think independently. Even if poison is directly applied to the barbecue in front of their faces, they will gobble it up.

After all, being poisoned to death is a matter of the future, so it is right to eat the roast meat in your mouth first, right?

"This is Asoma, the strongest warrior among the orcs!" Saruman introduced to someone, pointing to the orcs who were drinking water from a bowl.

"Roar!"

Hearing that the wizard was recommending herself to the leader, Asoma slammed the bowl in her hand to the ground, then raised her arms and roared like a gorilla.

"Ho-ah-ah-ah-ho!"

Originally, Asoma's behavior could only be regarded as a normal behavior among the orcs. Neither Saruman nor others paid much attention to it, but when Asoma screamed continuously, everyone was shocked. Attracted attention by it.

I saw that Asoma's body was constantly twisting and deforming, as if some monster was about to come out of it.

"Ahhh-"

Asoma lay on the ground and kept screaming. The skin all over its body was festering piece by piece, and new muscles were growing from the rotten places.

The second barbarian leader who was about to drink water was so frightened that his hands and feet went limp, and his dark face immediately turned pale.

Sir Wizard summoned them, could it be that he was going to peel their skins and extract their souls?Refining any strange magic weapon?

The beliefs in this world are very barbaric, and creatures like trolls multiply in the mountains, so it is not surprising that no matter what kind of evil spirits appear.

In contrast, among the wizards, there are both fighting types like Gandalf and scientific research types like Saruman.

But isn't it natural for scientific research wizards to use their soul and body to refine evil magic weapons?

The barbarian leader quietly held the waist knife he was wearing, thinking whether he could hurt the wizard with a desperate blow.

"Roar!"

Just when he was struggling in his heart and didn't know whether he should resist or not, he heard a roar like a dragon's chant coming from Asoma's mouth.

"Not bad, not bad!"

Seeing that Asoma had survived the erosion of the T virus, someone couldn't help but nodded.

The general physical fitness of human beings in this world is a little stronger than that of people on earth, and the strong orcs are much stronger than ordinary people.

The diluted T-virus should be able to sustain most of it with the strength of the Orc's body.

However, there seems to be some small problems!

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"strength!"

Asoma raised her hand excitedly and roared excitedly.

Now it is completely different from what it was just now!

The previous Asoma was just a pig-headed man with a height of [-] meters. Although his strength and physique were considered outstanding among the orcs, let alone a wizard, even a troll could easily crush him.

After all, trolls are generally more than four meters tall and weigh nearly a thousand pounds. Even if they move a little slowly, as long as they are touched by them, they will either die or be injured.

If it weren't for the fact that the ogre's intelligence is too low and the number is too small, the orcs can only be regarded as their food!

And now!

After that heart-piercing pain, Asoma felt that she had been completely reborn!

It has soared to a height of more than three meters now, its spine is covered with back thorns, its left hand has become like a crab claw, and the five fingers of its right hand have evolved into eagle claws.

Asoma waved his hand violently, and the five fingers of his right hand directly grabbed into the stone wall beside him, and then squeezed hard.

'click--'

The stone wall made of high-quality stone was immediately scratched out of a shallow pit by it!

"strength!"

Asoma grinned sharply with its monster-like mouth.

With such a terrifying power, even in the face of the Dark Lord Sauron, Asoma has the confidence to fight him!

So after testing out her newfound power a bit, Asoma slammed at someone sitting on the throne.

"Hey……"

Someone sighed slightly, why are there always these idiots who get carried away when they get power?

It doesn't even think about it, who gave it this power?

However, the orc's IQ was low in the first place, and now his brain has been corroded by the T virus, so he probably has no IQ!

Li Qingyuan gently stretched out a finger, and met Asoma who was rushing towards him!

Asoma grinned grinningly and pinched him with the giant claw of his left hand. Originally, Asoma was a little afraid of this holy law god who appeared suddenly, but when he saw the opponent being so generous, he suddenly burst into joy.

With his current strength, even a troll is no match for him, not to mention that the giant pincers in his left hand are far sharper than those precious steel knives, this guy dares to fight him with bare hands, he is looking for his own death!

Asoma had already imagined the ending. She clamped the other party in half with a pair of pliers, and then stepped on the other party's corpse to become the new orc king!

Orcs will never be slaves, it's time for half-orcs to become the masters of Middle-earth!

But before it could figure out what it would be like to become the orc queen, it felt a sharp pain in its left hand.

What is the picture of pricking a balloon with a needle?

Although the difference in physical strength between a certain person and Asoma does not reach the difference between a needle and a balloon, it doesn't take much effort to poke a chopstick into tofu.

Don't talk about Asoma, in fact, someone is also stunned!

Originally, his idea was to directly touch Asoma's giant pincers, and then use his fingers to force the opponent to kneel down.

But obviously, when a huge force is concentrated at one point, the point of force will only collapse.

His fingers fell directly into Asoma's giant claws, and stinky blood spurted out from the wound immediately.

'Bear! '

With someone's reaction speed, it is naturally impossible to let the blood splash on him, so he fireballed silently in an instant!

"what--"

From the arm, Asoma instantly transformed into a human torch.

The powerful regenerative power of the T virus quickly began to operate, and Asoma's body was continuously engulfed and burned by flames, and then quickly recovered.

After tossing and turning like this for about ten minutes, until all the healing cells in its body lost their vitality, Asoma turned into a pile of dust and landed on the ground with a bang.

Saruman and the others, who watched the whole farce, were all silent. They didn't know that the reason why Asoma was burned to charcoal and recovered, and then burned to charcoal again was because the self-healing cells in the body were functioning, and I simply thought it was the punishment given to Asoma by the Holy Law God!

After all, being burned alive for more than ten minutes is a terrible punishment.

With the lessons learned from Asoma, the rest of the transformation ceremony went smoothly. Even if one-third of the guys exploded and died on the spot because they couldn't bear the erosion of the T virus, there were still more than seventy strong ones. Guy turned into a crippled version of a cyborg.

It's a pity that these guys are not as strong as Asoma later, and the evolved strength is equivalent to ordinary biochemical monsters!

Obviously, Asoma should be regarded as a mutant. At that time, Asoma's strength had surpassed the level of ordinary miscellaneous fish and reached the standard of a powerful elite unit.

With the fighting power and strong healing power shown by that guy at that time, if he didn't run to the death to challenge someone, then he could definitely be regarded as a hero-level existence in Middle-Earth. There is no problem.

"My lord, with the current strength of these guys, they can definitely capture the Kingdom of Rohan within ten days!"

But although in his opinion, these catalyzed monsters can only be regarded as unsatisfactory, but Saruman was already incoherent with excitement.

Dozens of biochemical monsters that are more terrifying than trolls, this is simply a gift from heaven!

Trolls and mammoth golems can be said to be the most powerful units under the command of the Demon Lord Sauron, but their numbers are too rare. There are only twenty mammoth golems and less than a hundred trolls!

But now, this mysterious lord can directly mass-produce monsters that are even more terrifying than trolls, which is beyond Saruman's imagination.

If this ability can be used indefinitely, then the [-] men under his command will immediately become more than [-] trolls!

What is this concept?

With more than [-] trolls, Saruman even had the confidence to challenge his old club, Vera, to kill a god for fun.