Orc Tyrant

In the fierce melee, Koresh smelled the scorched metal scent when extremely powerful energy was released.

Wild lightning sprang from the broken armor, and he watched with fear in his heart as the pale Guk walked through the storm of fire and death towards the tall Titan, and there was still a distance between the two.

The flames wrapped his feet, and the gloomy light waved on his armor, so that the king of Ouke was shrouded in a mysterious color.

The situation of the besieged drifters at this moment is not good. Two more King Kong fighters have joined the battlefield. Koresh has never heard of such a war machine. There is a second one. The news he has been getting is Dunwei. There is only one King Kong on the battlefield.

Obviously, Guk buried a deep hand. The Mao King Kong, who had already been completed in the abandoned city, passed through the stable transmission channel from Arkham to the temporary portal on the outskirts of Dunwich.

After they joined, the two titans of mankind were stretched out immediately, especially the wanderer had just been hit hard.

The explosion peeled off its alloy skin, and thick black liquid flowed out of its wound, like blood.

Enduring the pain from the nerve conduction node, Alexei switched to the encrypted communication channel with Yamila.

"Stay behind until you run out of ammunition, then retreat."

He said simply.

"Let Oak pay for every inch of land."

"Alexei--"

As soon as Jamila in the cockpit spoke, Alexei had cut off the communication.

No need to say more, no need to raise more, only fight to the end.

She glanced at the wedding ring in her hand, then stood up in the driver's seat.

The ghost spider responded immediately, spreading its horoscope feet, extending its legs and using the nearby debris as a fulcrum.

Through the sensor, she could hear the angry roars of the Oukes outside.

But her inner anger is better than these beasts.

She held the weapon handle floating around and buckled it to the bottom. The built-in recoil suppressor in the ghost spider's right arm could hardly compensate for the violent output of the powerful weapon.

Jamila locked the target on one of the King Mao, and her optics peeled off a layer of smoke and grit to show her target.

With her thoughts moving, the secondary weapon on the base automatically selects the target and fires.

The nearby green skin burst into showers of stinky green flesh and black blood, splashing all the internal organs in the ruins.

But more greenskins came, fighting through the shattered remains of the greenskins in front, driven crazily by the extreme insatiable desire to fight.

Jamila could feel that the logical circuit of the ghost spider was hungry, eager for more green skin and flesh to splatter.

She can feel its anger seeping out and transforming into her own thoughts, restraining her in the cockpit through the nerve element plug.

Her heartbeat and pulse are the same as the machine, and her eyes can be seen through the sensor of its huge head, covering the aiming reticle, tracking icon and ammunition counter.

She is a ghost spider, an ancient destruction machine, invincible, destroying across the battlefield of mortals.

Not long ago, she was just a little girl who knew nothing about the world. She experienced a hellish jungle escape, joined the Temple of Citizens, and met and fell in love with Alexei...

Until the ghost spider’s driver was killed in the Battle of Tyre, when screening new drivers, the technicians accidentally discovered that she was in a surprisingly consistent nerve with the ghost spider, so she became the ghost spider’s new driver. The newlyweds of her fight together for the survival of mankind and for her children and grandchildren.

But only Yamila knows that its spirit is so powerful and independent that it will make a driver be overwhelmed by the mechanical circuit awakened by blood.

However, Jamila has a strong will that she can tame ghost spiders.

Even when it tried to impose desire on her, she put her own requirements deeply into the core of machine consciousness.

Save ammunition and move the camera to the left.

Lock, execute, and move the lens to the right.

Lock and execute.

She knocked Oak down not by savage indulgence, but firmness, calmness and carefulness.

Maximum control, maximum damage, as Alexei likes to say.

On the other side, the challenge facing Alexei is even more severe.

The anger continued to spread through the wanderer's system, and for a while, Alexei thought it was an attempt by the Titans to seize control from him.

Then he realized that it had detected something passing through the smoke and dust on the battlefield, and he saw it a moment before it passed into his optical implant.

A challenger.

Its oppressive feeling passed into the Titan's mechanical circuit, and the invaders braved the greasy black smoke across the battlefield, crushing the green-skinned corpses that had charged before it and then slaughtered into slurry.

It was a big yellow garbage dump, and the wandering weakness scanner was shaking and moving because of it.

The jagged plate armor becomes longer due to the rise of its skeleton. A sensor module in the shape of a bucket chin rises from the rear of the torso to the upper position. In some respects, it is a metal skull.

It also has a beast-like lower jaw, and its chest is pre-reinforced with front-end horns, crackling, and displaying its barrel-shaped simple cannon.

The multi-joint mechanical limbs are folded on its sides and are two huge buzzing circular saws.

As it appeared in front of the drifter, the rusty sound horn released a powerful roar.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! ! !

With a bang, before Alexei had time to respond to the challenge, Ok Titan opened fire.

Dense shells enveloped the right limb of the drifter. Before the shield was repaired, the armor of the joint part was detonated in the fire and torn to pieces.

This affected his driving and forced the drifter to take a step back, his feet grinding sparks on the uneven ground.

Ouke's mecha roared and began to jolt again.

"Never go back!"

Alexei roared and launched a charge, and his titans acted back.

He let the hatred and anger from his Titans drown his thoughts, and he is more closely integrated with the ancient battle AI.

The homeland of mankind has been desecrated, the ancient bloodlines are on the verge of extinction, and the enemies who do these things will pay the price.

With the sound of the huge stance sword on the wanderer's right arm, Aleksey hardly realized that the system would activate it.

The drifter used his undamaged left leg to advance toward the yellow Ork mech.

The Ork mech returned to action, and the two circular saws hummed against the enemy.

Alexei raised his right arm, and the synchronized movements of the drifter were perfect. The huge stance sword swung sideways to his left hand, and it was trembling violently through the video camera.

The sound of harvesting made a strong roar because of the high-frequency output of the stand, and the air was filled with burning grease and metal torn into pieces.

With a creaking sound of sawing in, a saw blade fell to the ground.

But the other saw blade was still in front of him.

He took a step back, but his damaged right leg was unable to respond quickly to commands.

The saw blade hit the right side of the wanderer's breastplate, like huge teeth screaming and trembling, and the red light of the damage warning signal flooded around the cockpit, and Alexei felt that the metal shell had begun to twist and deform.

Then, he pushed forward with all his strength, and at the same time used his intact left leg to sweep to the side of the Ouke mecha.

Such a highly flexible action can only be done by the drifter, and the sluggish Ork mech has no time to react.

The saw blade bends painfully due to the heavy blow of the drifter's right leg, and the entire mecha staggers backwards out of balance.