Orc Tyrant

"Thank you for building these places strong enough."

Glak kicked away the big tyrant on the ground and swaggered into the center of the hall. Behind him was a team of guards armed with guns and live ammunition.

The deep darkness in the hall that was not illuminated by the lights was deepened by the symphony of death outside the heavy walls. Many Ouk boys have gathered around the Sun Palace. They waited in the darkness, listening to the virus with a sword and axe in their hands. High efficiency slaughtered the residents of the city

.

Glak didn't seem to care, the tragic death of civilians was meaningless to him.

The screams at that time had gradually faded, replaced by a dull moan, the pain and fear of slow death mixed into a distant low growl.

"How long are you going to hide in the dark like a rat?"

Grak asked, lowering the battle axe on his shoulder, and smashed a small hole in the muffled noise.

"The virus will die out on its own very soon."

In the face of Grak's questioning, it was Camille who stood up first.

"This is its intention, to swallow all living creatures, and hand the battlefield to the control of the necromancers of the declining Brotherhood."

"how do you know?"

A pleasant voice sounded behind Grak, and Quelsana walked out.

Seeing her appear, Camille was stunned for a few seconds.

"I have witnessed similar scenes."

Camille finally gave this answer.

"You better be right."

Beruf first glared at Grak, then groaned, Camille's answer obviously did not satisfy him.

"Gerak, I won't stay in this kind of place for long! I will soon launch an offensive to kill all the disobedient shrimps."

The Goff glanced at his leaders, their brand-new armor squeezed into the hall.

"Stupid jumping! Didn't you let you go to work?"

These words were spoken to the big tyrants on the ground.

"Immediately-oops!"

The Da Jiba who was about to get up was immediately stepped back on the marble floor by Grak.

"Don't worry."

Grak shook his head at the big tyrant on the ground.

"I have to say, we were recruited. Beruf, you think this city is within your fingertips, but in the end you were defeated by them."

"I didn't expect this to happen."

Camille stood up again, trying to take responsibility.

"No, no excuses!"

Grak's face became harsh.

"The boss called you to be the head, because you must always be in front of the enemy! When they attack, we should directly counterattack, when they are defending, we should get them out! They killed our kid, we Should destroy their city... but this time

, The enemy has done more than us, they plan to destroy their own city to take us away together. "

"We were all caught off guard, Lord Grak."

Camille still tried to defend.

"Even the guards."

"Shut up! This is our battle, it is not your turn to interrupt! All enemies must be annihilated, regardless of whether other legions admit it, Goff is the legion that will truly take the city, Beruf...you have to do it for yourself Responsible for the failure."

Grak's words were almost a declaration of war, but Beruf calmed down instead, and he suddenly realized that it was unreasonable for the opponent to appear here.

He should be on the front line at this time, and with his legion.

"This is not the responsibility of the beast."

Camille summoned the courage to speak loudly, but was immediately refuted by Grak's mercilessness.

"A low-level **** will think that his failure is the responsibility of his boss."

Glak stared at Beruf's uncertain face and said loudly:

"A boss should know that this is his responsibility."

"No, Grak, you don't understand, I mean—"

"There is a signal."

Suddenly, a mechanic walked out of the corner with the logo of the Gough Corps on his body.

Seeing him, Glak nodded immediately.

"what did they say?"

"The thing is done."

"Then we can go out soon."

Grak laughed and said that his words made Ouke who were present puzzled, but Camille's face suddenly changed.

"If there is something to continue her tricks, they will find that all they get is death."

When Grak said this, he was not looking at Beruf, but Camille by his side.

"Boss Boss! Boss!"

A leader in heavy armor suddenly broke into the hall. He was branded by the Blood Axe Legion, and he yelled at Beruf as soon as he entered.

"That big, big mushroom... suddenly collapsed!"

Ouke who was present screamed in surprise. They all knew what the boss was referring to. Beruf turned his head and looked at the window beside him, and Camille did the same.

Through the dim night, the blooming flower of death in the distance suddenly seemed to have its roots broken, and began to slowly collapse, and the petals also disintegrated like broken snowflakes.

The kind of scream that echoed in Ye's control also disappeared invisible after an extreme high pitch.

"You did it?"

Beruf looked back at Grak.

"You knew it a long time ago?"

"Ha, do you still have a brain?"

Beruf gritted his teeth with hatred and clenched his fists, but he knew that it was not the time to get angry and everything that happened tonight was too weird.

He even felt that there was a net covering himself.

The only thing to do at present is to quickly grasp the power of the legion in the city and immediately transfer troops from the abandoned city.

Not only to suppress the corpse variants in the city, but also to prevent worse accidents.

"I don't care about these. Since the stuff is gone, we will immediately start to clean up the city!"

Having said that, he planned to take the leaders to leave this place first.

But Glak didn't let him get what he wanted.

"No, it's not over yet."

Goff warlord said with an unkind smile.

"Clean up this kind of work, you don't have to work the beast, you do it."

"what?"

"Look at it."

Beruf turned around immediately, but what he saw was...

The guard leader Charkin has been watching the final dying convulsion of Tyre from a certain vantage point in the Sun Palace. Suddenly a guard walked out of the shadow with a strange metal mask on his face, like some kind of lizard.

At the same time there is a peculiar mark on his chest.

It was a yellow and black hexagonal disk, against the pale skull of Oak's smiling face, giving a deep sense of ominousness.

This is a newly formed mysterious force in the guards. Even most of the warlords do not know it. They control an extremely dangerous and terrifying weapon, and they are only ordered by Guk.

"leader."

The guard slammed the breastplate and made a dull noise, which was a common salute to the guards.

"Are you ready?"

"There is a signal from below, it's done."

"Where are those things?"

"All have been poured into the sewer, waiting for your order."

Charkin nodded, indifferently looking at the city below being enveloped by the tumbling poisonous cloud.

Just a little spark.

He imagined this place in his mind as a hot tip of electric welding.

"ignition."

Charkin gave the order coldly.

"Let this place burn!"

In the next second, like a sudden explosion of a supernova, a dark green flame burst through the bricks and stones of the street, and instantly swept the entire city of Tyre like an overflowing torrent.

At the position of the flower of the dead plague, the air first shrank suddenly, and then a fierce wind swept out. The high temperature of hundreds of degrees turned all the organic matter it came into contact with into dust, and then there was a loud noise like the cracking of the earth.

A few seconds later, a huge dark green mushroom cloud replaced the original position of the Plague Flower, slowly rising in the night...