Dimensional Eroders

Chapter 66 Mak'gora! Fair and just, single-handedly kill the Boss without injury!

Bailang's 'ghost' at this time, although fully recovered, is in free action mode.

Since it was the first time to summon the 'black ghost', he lacked relevant operating experience. For a moment, he didn't know how to substitute 'thinking' into it? Enter the first-person 'driving mode'; only give instructions through thought, let the black ghost enter the 'self-discipline mode'.

So the werewolf ghost received the command and began to move freely. He directly opened his mouth to "howl wildly", the sound wave spread, and the orc undead was stunned again, and his movements faltered. The werewolf ghost grasped the fleeting flaw, and its two wolf claws and two peaks pierced its ears! The heavy bombardment hit both sides of the orc's head, blasting the decayed eyeballs and leaving many brain holes on the temples.

However, the orc undead also erupted with ice energy, imprisoning the werewolf's mobility, and fought back again. Without Bailang personally driving it, the 'Werewolf Specter' seemed a bit stupid and inflexible. It didn't know how to dodge, so it was blown up directly.

But at the moment before being defeated, he also waved his wolf claws, tore open the orc's chest and abdomen from bottom to top, and emptied the body of the undead.

"Fool!"

With a shock, the 'black ghost' collapsed and dissipated, and the invisible connection was cut off.

There is no such thing as harm sharing? Bailang just used up the IBM particles accumulated in his body, and he can't use this trump card for the time being. In the final analysis, the blue bar is short!

However, the orc undead had a hard time under the brutal onslaught of the 'Werewolf Ghost', and had already become seriously injured.

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In just ten seconds, although Bailang had exhausted his IBM, his body was still in peak state after strengthening! The protruding green veins on his body brought endless power; he even held back the hatred of the undead, not worried about the other party's escape at all.

Bailang was deeply aware of the power of this monster, and at the same time felt the surging power in his body, his heart was filled with the desire to fight!

The 'Dark Phantom' just now was just a mental warm-up match. Now, he wants to use this invincible body to tear the opponent openly!

So he roared proudly, "Come and fight me to the death!"

Stimulated by him, the orc zombie roared and ran towards him, wanting to punch the bastard who stained the blood of the orc.

Even if you are dead and don't remember anything, you still have to avenge your clansmen!

Facing the ferocious boss, Bailang's muscles swelled and his heartbeat burst, leaving only excitement and waiting in his mind.

So...he picked up the 'Physics Staff'!

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This thing can't be taken away from the mission world. There are two RPG rockets left, and one of them can't be taken away, so it's just right to use it now!

What? I've been injected with violent potions, and I've got devil-like muscles, should I use my strength to prove the truth? You are right! But that doesn't stop me from giving it a go!

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call out!

boom!

The rocket hit the orc boss head-on, and the "Physical Fireball Technique" exploded violently, with double damage of magic + high temperature.

Relying on the 'Frostwolf Totem' instinctive warning, Bailang exploded at the peak of his strength and speed, and evaded at high speed. On the contrary, he didn't suffer any injuries?

When he faced the orc undead again, the opponent was extremely tragic! The chest was collapsed, the right shoulder blade was completely deformed, and there was a long wolfclaw wound on the abdomen, but he still stood unyielding, facing the white waves. But all of its ferocious flames were almost wiped out, leaving only despair and bleakness.

The undead, who had already completely lost their emotions and reason, was entangled with a strong sense of 'grievance' at this moment.

Brother Lang was also infected by the opponent's bravery and determination. He stood up straight and looked at each other without showing any weakness: "I appreciate your unyielding will! You are a warrior. I decided to give you an absolutely fair fight to the death and give you the last bit of decency." !"

Of course, the orc undead couldn't understand what he said. Despite being seriously injured, "Hagendah. Broken Ice" is still like a tireless robot, clenched his steel left fist, took another step, and rushed towards the white waves with great momentum.

He was obviously taller and taller than Brother Lang who was 1.89 meters tall, but he carried a sense of determination and desolation that would never return as if he had committed suicide.

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"Mak'gora!"

At this time, Bailang suddenly held up the "Physics RPG Staff" with both hands, and roared in the authentic dialect version of "Orc language".

And the movements of the orc undead also came to an abrupt end!

He just tried it, but he didn't expect it to be successful? Although 'Hagenda Broken Ice' has long since died, it is not an ordinary zombie, but has the potential to become a 'Undead Lord'.

If it evolves for a few more years, it may transform into a real 'Undead Lord' and regain its wisdom; but it is a pity that Bailang came too early and interrupted its chance. But at this time, the 'orc undead' still has some wisdom left.

Has it already forgotten who it is? But still bear in mind the tradition of the orcs.

Mak'Gora is a duel that challenges the leadership of the tribe. The oldest tradition of the orc tribe is to die!

At this moment, Bailang yelled out the war declaration of 'Makgora' in the orc language, and the accent of 'Frost' again, which instantly awakened some memories of the young chief. And as the king of the orcs, even if he died, he still chose to accept it!

"That's right! This is what I've been looking forward to for a long time, a truly fair and just death fight. Let us burn each other's last strength until we die!"

Feeling the power in his body, the white waves full of blood roared angrily. Flicking the wand in his hand, freeing his hands, he slapped his chest ferociously, imitating the customs of the orcs, roaring, provoking and contemptuous.

As a strong man, he yearns for the most primitive bare-handed fighting, and those who use weapons are all pussies!

"I'm so high! Let me tear you apart with these hands! Lok'tar_Ogar!"

Bailang declared war again, bewildered by the undead orcs whose IQs had dropped.

The upright orc zombie stood in a daze for a long time, and under Brother Lang's calculation, he suddenly swung his arm and threw his steel glove flying, and also chose to fight with his bare hands!

laugh!

The corner of Bailang's mouth opened an arc, right, this is the most fair way! The odds are higher!

"Roar!"

The undead boss, who had been cheated round after round by Brother Lang, couldn't help but launch the ultimate attack. This time, no matter what tricks he played, he couldn't stop himself!

Bailang is not a weak person who can only play tricks, he has already surpassed the limit of ordinary humans, and now he is running on his knees, his legs are as fast as lightning, and he is straight to kill the orc undead.

During the extremely fast running, relying on his beast instinct, Bailang turned his head to let the orc's left punch pass. Before the opponent changed his move to grab, his hands had already wrapped his arms around the opponent's neck, his body was suspended in the air, and he hit the knee with a rising dragon, shaking it violently.

Afterwards, although he was disorganized, he used his hands and feet together, frantically bombarding the body of the undead, launching a storm-like blow.

The orc undead lost an arm at this moment, and its threat decreased sharply. In addition, it lacks intelligence, and it only fights with the remaining fighting instinct, and these moves are extremely familiar to Bailang, all of which are the knowledge that he poured into his brain when he solidified his 'extraordinary physique', and he is also proficient in mastering them.

Therefore, every attack of the undead was caught by his perception in advance, and then he used his agility advantage to dodge perfectly in succession, and directly beat a two-meter-two behemoth back again and again with a more 'short' stature!

"Ola! Ola! Ola! Ola la la la!" Kuang Howling continued to punch heavily, and the orc undead he beat had no temper.

Bailang was within its halo range, constantly being attacked by the cold air, and his attack speed gradually decreased; at the same time, every time his fists hit it, there would be weak frostbite, and the accumulation was quite considerable.

And the undead on the opposite side was even more miserable. He had already been blasted to the point of falling apart by his heavy punch, and the coldness in his body was dropping rapidly.

At the last moment, Bailang's perception suddenly frantically warned. This Boss is brewing a terrible power, seems to die together? So he used up the last bit of "spiritual power" and howled again: "Gar'mak! Explosive Fist!"

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With a wild howl, the undead boss, who had run out of fuel, froze for a moment again.

And with an uppercut, he blasted heavily into the wolfclaw wound on its abdomen, leaving a grenade in the orc's body. Then he jumped up, stepped hard on its chest with both feet, and kicked it with all his strength! He flew backwards, and the orc was kicked to the ground...

boom!

The body that landed trembled violently, and was blown up again, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, leaving only a light blue hard skeleton.

Kaka...

The upper body turned into a blue skeleton, and the right arm was missing. The orc undead with a head on it struggled to get up, trembling, like a candle in the wind. It had lost its threat, but it was just not dead yet.

"It's still alive? That's admirable. But the game is over, and I'm the winner, Lok-tar!"

Bailang stood up, bent down to pick up the discarded 'Physics Staff', pressed forward step by step, swung the weapon again and again, and finally killed this annoying boss.

The effect of the berserk medicine gradually receded, and his limbs were empty and weak, but Bailang's heart was full.

This is really a battle full of achievements, which fully reflects his strong single-body strength and extraordinary fighting mind, and he has obtained double satisfaction of soul and body!

Bending down, he took a blue key from the body of 'Hagendah. Smashing Ice'. Bailang took out the last barrel of gasoline, poured it on the orc, lit a cigarette for himself, and threw the lighter on the ground.

[Sub-task: 'Kill the mouth', complete. 】

[Remarks: The destruction of corpses and traces has been achieved! From now on, no one will know the whereabouts of Haagenda Broken Ice. You are the hero of Camp Rogg, ready to claim your rewards. 】

[You have triggered a new title: 'dirty job'. Is it activated and worn? 】

The red flame rose up, Bailang turned and left.

Ask for a recommendation ticket!

Brother Lang first blew up Haagen Data's house, then burned it with fire, swept it with a rifle, let a werewolf tear it up, RPG bombarded it, and finally Mak'gora had a fair fight, and sent him to heaven with an explosive fist. If you work so hard, why don't you come up with a recommendation ticket and encourage it?