Orc Tyrant

On the deserted battlefield, several figures were moving slowly.

"It's almost a bit this time."

Koresh at the end of the queue said in a low voice, his figure looked so small among a few Oukes, just like a fellow butt.

"I woke up earlier this time. I changed that memory. My behavior is different from before, but it's still not enough."

"Try again next time."

When Ur said he appeared absent-minded.

They walked through the quiet ruins to the residential area above Dunwich Cemetery, where the temperature is very low, and if they leave early, they can still see the remaining frost.

The light gray and creamy ruins are covered with clusters of winter moss: dark purple, lavender, blue and red, some as rough as sandpaper, and some as flannel.

What makes this team different from the past is that there is an unfamiliar Ouke.

He was draped in heavy fur and full leather armor. The mask, helmet, breastplate, shoulder armor, and wrist guards were all shiny black leather, covered with complicated knots, and long scrooge braids peeked out from behind the helmet. Come out and be fixed into an S-shaped tail by wax.

More conspicuously, his pitch-black mask was portrayed as an image of an angry brother, with a vicious face to discourage evil.

This is from the powerful psionic warriors under Mogdrogen. They are different from ordinary neuroboys. They not only have sufficient self-control over their own strength, but also far surpass most Oukes in combat skills.

He followed Ur's team this time because of a special mission.

Ur also wears his own dark brown leather armor. The shape is much simpler. There is only a half mask that shields the eyes and no helmet. The rest of the leather armor is plain and unadorned.

After a brief survey of his surroundings, the Ok Psionic warrior named Sato Stormeye crouched on a stone slab with his legs spread out and his back arched.

For an instant, this posture reminded Koresh of a frog lying on a water lily.

Then he thought of another thing: the pack of wolves entrenched on the stone ridge, while basking in the sun, vigilantly scanning the dense forest below.

Sato unfastened a ritual dagger from his belt and began to carve symbols on the moss-covered stone slab under his feet.

Koresh was a little cold, and he wandered away, letting this guy concentrate on the esoteric and obscure priest affairs.

Although he is still familiar with witchcraft, Ok's witchcraft is another matter. These guys should stay away from whatever they do. Even the rituals are like their explosives, full of instability.

In short, it must be right to go further.

In the translucent sky to the east, a string of constellations gleamed on the firmament, and even any bad priest with no psychic talent could see that the brand new constellations they formed undoubtedly represented disaster and destruction.

Koresh sighed, he couldn't figure out the nature of his behavior now.

In other words, his position has become very strange.

Just a few days ago, Guk suddenly found him and extended an olive branch to him.

There is no doubt that the Ouke overlord obviously does not fully trust Hannibal, the bishop of Koresh, and he has chosen Koresh as his new "running dog" after a tens of thousands of selections.

He has no intention to demean himself, but there is really no better position for this identity than a running dog.

Perhaps Guk could also see that Koresh was not a determined believer. He just wanted to live a comfortable life. Those **** cult rituals were not what he was after.

So Guk's price is very simple.

He can give Koresh a small human kingdom, let him do whatever he wants, and no one will interfere with him.

As for the price, he must unearth the secrets of Wendigo Church for Guk.

Especially the secret of the **** Wendig.

According to Guk, after probing for a long time, his chief high priest Mogdrogen discovered that there was a power in the brains of all Wendigans who had performed cannibalism. He believed that this power was exactly the same. Wendigo planted it.

The goal is not the key. The key is that Guk wants to unearth Wendigo's whereabouts and certain secrets from this force. He believes that this evil **** has come to Dunwich.

It will never come to a place for no reason, especially when the place is full of its enemies, then there must be something very important that attracts it.

Guk doesn't like to be kept in the dark. He wants to be the master, not the pawn.

After a painful struggle, Koresh finally agreed to Guk's plan, so Mogdrogen sent his most trusted men to unearth the secrets in Koresh's mind.

After a few days, he seemed to have achieved some results. In fact, he was leading the team, and Ur was only in charge of directing the battle.

Now, Sato started looking for something, and the team stopped.

"His... weird?"

Suddenly, Koresh felt a chill.

In order to ward off the cold, he drew out a machete, walked away from Sato along the slope, and began to practice repeatedly in accordance with a series of slashing techniques and moving footwork taught by Ur.

In the past, everyone thought that Ouke was a simple savage animal, but after a long time of contact, Koresh found that their combat skills were not inferior to the ancient warriors, but they were more instinctual, which instead made their combat skills. Without a lot of deliberate action, it became crisp and sharp.

Under Ur's guidance, he became more proficient in weapons, and occasionally won Hagrid's approval.

Once he could only use a gun, he can now rotate the scimitar, change or adjust the cutting direction, use the hilt to parry, and switch the weapon between left and right hands or between one-handed and two-handed holdings.

He even learned a more eye-catching move, a one-handed knife to spin quickly, which imitated the technique shown by some guards.

But Ur warned him not to do this.

He said it was too fancy and it was not worth the risk of letting the weapon loose from his hands in order to show off his skills.

Ouke’s fighting is more concerned with swinging and maneuvering, footwork and strength, and grasping the timing of shots.

The key is whether you can foresee the moment when the blade and the target come into contact with each other. Once you make a mistake in your judgment, you will lose.

In the battle between Ouke, failure is an instant death.

"Drink! Ha!"

Koresh used his shoulders and back to swing his weapon forcefully, causing the long blade to moan.

Soon, practice gradually warmed him up.

Then, he suddenly turned around, and the scimitar slashed vigorously in a figure eight trajectory, and at the same time, he realized that he had obviously inherited some of Oak's fierce style.

Even before turning around, he already knew that if there was one in front of him, this slash would be enough to slash the opponent.

At this time, he noticed that Sato was standing very close behind him, and a few seconds ago, the sharp blade swept past him with a slight difference.

"Hurry up."

The reticent psionic warrior said in a deep voice.

"Follow me, immediately."

"what?"

"go!"

Sato's attitude is always difficult to interpret. His indifferent look and oppressive aura make others reluctant to approach, not to mention that the neuroboy is the most lonely and weird group in Ouke.