I will swear to protect the beauty with my life.

Question: What will happen if you beat a boss without regard for the cost and suddenly a second boss appears?

The answer is, a massacre.

The team of Reincarnators, who had gone all out to deal with the Lion King and had no blue, red, or green bars, faced Fang Wuwei, who was now in his prime. It cannot be said that they were one-sided, but that they had no power to fight back.

Fang Wuwei threw a healing scroll on the Lion King, then rushed towards the attacking team of Reincarnators at an extremely fast speed with a long sword in hand.

In just a moment, seven or eight people were separated from their heads.

"Fuck! Where did this person come from?"

"Fight the orcs! Don't count!"

"Stupid! Even if he kills us, the points will still be his! Run!"

"Where did this monster appear from? I’m so impressed!"

"Brother, don't kill me!!"

Faced with Fang Wuwei who killed several people in an instant, the Reincarnation Team instantly dispersed and fled in all directions. Just kidding, they had been fighting against one Lion King for several days, and here comes another one?

But how could Fang Wuwei let them run away like this? With the power of the enemy in his hand attached, he condensed a gilded fireball and smashed it towards the dense forest in front of him. A huge fire ignited instantly, burning countless damn people.

It's not over yet, Fang Wuwei condensed another fireball, one fireball is not safe, come with two, feed you enough! Anyway, this kind of small magic has basically no CD backlash.

The effect of CD backlash is very magical. Skills with a 10-minute CD, such as Rapid Braking, will damage the body if they are forced to start. And for small skills with CD counted in seconds, such as Fireball, Lightning Arrow or Sword Qi Slash, the backlash is just a greater consumption of mental power.

The dense forest in front of him was ablaze, and it was constantly spreading, but this was only a fireball after all. The fire would go out by itself when the magic power contained in it was exhausted, so he didn't have to worry about the fire on the mountain and the police station at the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, he just wanted to kill more people. He knew that the only way to truly save the orc tribe was to quickly kill all the reincarnations and end this battle royale.

Looking at the fire in front of him, Fang Wuwei knew that even if these people were not dead, it would not be easy for him to go in now. So he turned and rushed towards the tribal team, killing the group of reincarnations who were slaughtering.

Facing such a rookie, Fang Wuwei was even more unstoppable. Wherever he went, a light red knife flashed, and a head fell to the ground.

He didn't have any habit of saving a life. Whenever he took action, his fundamental goal was to kill the enemy. He would never save a life if he could kill it in seconds.

There were enemies on all sides. Fang Wuwei ran around on various battlefields. As long as he appeared, it would be a massacre without suspense.

This counter-encirclement and suppression ended so quickly and so perfectly because of Fang Wuwei's participation, but even so, the casualties of civilians and soldiers were still terrible.

Fang Wuwei supported the unsteady lion king and walked towards the devastated tribe. In the fearful and puzzled eyes of a group of orcs, he walked towards the current leader of the masses-the Lion Queen.

"gentlemen......You are here."

The Queen Lion was also exhausted at this time, and the guards beside her were also covered in wounds. They all looked at Fang Wuwei with great vigilance. Even though the Queen Lion and the Lion King had a close relationship with him, they did not relax their vigilance at all.

He was a human.

"gentlemen......Please follow me."

The Queen Lion led Fang Wuwei and the Lion King to a faraway place. There were no tents, no tables or chairs, and no food. The three of them sat on the ground, with blood-soaked soil under their buttocks and only a burning bonfire in front of them.

The conditions were so bad that Fang Wuwei also understood that the orc tribe had run out of ammunition and food. Now they were just struggling to survive, trying to move forward along the illusory hope, towards a future that they didn't know whether it existed or not.

"Lion King......How is the situation in the tribe?"

Holding several healing scrolls given by Fang Wuwei, the lion king kept healing the wounds of all sizes on his body. Unfortunately, the broken arm could not be restored. Hearing Fang Wuwei's question, the lion king summoned the messenger. Looking at the strange cat girl running over, the lion king could not help but be stunned and asked subconsciously.

"What about cotton cloth?"

"Report to the Chief......Sacrificed......"

"......Reporting casualties......"

The cat girl held a piece of blood-stained paper in her trembling hands, and reported the casualties and the current members of the tribe in a barely audible voice.

"at present......Casualties......

The tribe originally had about 240,000 people.......Previous Statistics......The remaining tribesmen......Around 10,000...... soldiers......Heavy casualties......Only half of the 4th Army is left.......According to the information sent by the various legions, there are only about 800 soldiers left in the tribe.......And all the disabled......

Chiefs of various tribes......All of them have died in battle.......Now the only high-level fighter left in the tribe is the chief......."

More than 200,000 people died, almost all the soldiers died, and I was the only high-level combat force left.......

The migration had only started less than ten days ago.

The lion king closed his eyes in pain, tears could no longer be stopped. Countless pains had not made this great king cry, but now he could no longer hold back.

If the gentleman had not arrived in time today, I am afraid that the orc tribe would have been destroyed in his hands.......

"yes......William and Andy......"

Little William is the grandson of the Lion King, and Andy is the only son of the Lion King. They have all died in the battle, and the Lion King has no descendants.

Even so, the Lion King can only hold back his grief and look forward.

Not to mention the Lion King, Fang Wuwei, who was standing by, felt his scalp tingling when he heard it. It has only been a few days, it seems like only seven or eight days, how come they are almost all dead?

All the high-end combat forces were lost in the battle, including the Lion King, and now he is just a spent force.......

I'm afraid I have to come by myself.

Fang Wuwei understood that he was now the only fighting force of the orcs. Fortunately, he was strong enough.

With the airdrop supplies, he was already stronger than the Lion King in his prime. The Lion King was still able to stand alone against ten thousand men, and he was confident that he could do it too. The

Lion King announced to everyone the return of the savior Fang Wuwei, and said that he would follow the team until the end of the demon ritual.

The orcs went to pick up the equipment and food that had exploded from the reincarnations killed by Fang Wuwei, and celebrated joyfully that they had survived the siege again. But this time was different from before, they had a powerful patron saint, and regarded Fang Wuwei as a messenger of God. The superstitious and ignorant orcs cheered earth-shakingly, alarming the next batch of reincarnations who were rushing not far away.

"Is there a party going on up ahead?"

"Holy shit, you still dare to have a party? You don't take us seriously?"

"This time we must take down that monster lion, and then happily divide the points equally."

The group quickened their pace, and all this was seen by a monkey on the tree.

The panicked monkey orc hurried back to the tribe, but before he could enter the tribe, he was killed by an arrow shot from a distance and fell to the ground.

""Enemy attack!!!"

An orc civilian who saw this scene not far away let out a heart-wrenching roar, and was then shot dead by an arrow again. The entire tribe instantly returned to silence, and panic began to spread again. They had been trying their best to avoid falling into despair again, even if it was self-deception to rely on Fang Wuwei with all their hearts, but now, cruel death has once again brought them back to the desperate reality.

All the orcs focused their eyes on Fang Wuwei, their eyes full of prayers and hopes.

When the lion king heard the roar, he suddenly stood up and prepared to fight the enemy, but he pulled the wound on his body, gasped in pain, and was pulled down by Fang Wuwei and sat down.

"Relax, Lion King, leave it to me.

Fang Wuwei picked up the light red long sword and slowly walked towards the place where the arrow came from. The blade was shining coldly, and it was also excited.

The Lion King looked at Fang Wuwei's back as he walked away, and his eyes were already wet.

"This is a good knife."The lion king suddenly said,"Does it have a name?"

"Name? No, can you give me one?"

"Just call it......In our ancient language, this word means hope."