Orc Tyrant

The devil is a flesh created under the chaotic will, and at the same time a servant of the God of Darkness, and the main force of an army of destruction.

They are strictly a thing between existence and nothingness, and the doomsday of stupid people casts them.

The threat of demons is not only the physical body they obtain after breaking through the curtain of reality, but also the powerful mental erosion that they can corrode the mortal army that goes against them, and ultimately use it to fight against humans themselves.

Few creatures can resist such a look down, but Oak is an exception.

For them, the words of the devil are not temptations, but only a form of mockery.

They will only be furious because of the enchantment of the devil.

Guk jumped down from the ruins, landed on both feet, and began to run.

His surroundings flickered, and the devil's body was connected and formed in the torn crack. It was only 800 meters away from the brass gate, and it was turned into a huge pit by the previous explosion.

What is forming are bloodletting demons with scarlet skin, they are the forward of the blood **** army, and they are also very cruel slayers.

"Come on! Have a good fight!"

Guk rushed to the nearest demon, and he could feel those monsters with horns and rusty swords cowering and retreating in front of the spiritual shield surrounding him.

Afterwards, another group of demons appeared directly in front of him. They looked like a tightly organized legion, which was placed in a charging queue, holding high the blood god's battle flag.

Guk used their moment of hesitation to attack first, knocking down one with a warhammer first.

But the next second, he was immediately surrounded in the middle.

"Come! Come all!"

Guk stabs the demons around him left and right, and sends them back to where they were when they were back. The forwards of the blood gods were also enraged by his attack, hatred from his crazy eyes, and he tried to grab him with his mutated and twisted hands. , And the howling blood basin spouted flames and burned his armor.

"overlord!"

The court guards who arrived immediately drove the demon away from Guk. Kundera led his team to the edge of the pit where Guk was located, and began to pour out support firepower with guns from above.

"You only have this ability!!"

He threw out the warhammer and smashed the two demons to pieces. Guk stretched out his hands to grab a bloodletter with a flying weapon, lifted him above his head, and then abruptly tore it into two.

Such a happy killing was something that Gu Ke hadn't experienced for a long time. He could feel the hatred and madness forming a huge, invisible vortex over the battlefield.

The purpose of the blood worshipers sending the cannon fodder is obviously not to prevent Guk from attacking. He can probably guess that this may also be part of a certain ritual.

What the evil **** needs is more killing and blood. No matter where the blood comes from, the high-level blood worshipers have already made up their minds to sacrifice all the followers, cannon fodder, and slaves.

The previously crumbling brass door became stable after being bombed. The energy from the killing on the battlefield nourished it, allowing it to continue its mission.

This is probably the final plan of the blood worship.

However, Guk also has his own plan.

He grabbed the warhammer on the ground and rushed through the chaos rift, and the cannon on the mechanical claws roared and fired at the demon behind him.

Not far away is the brass gate, with a red flame burning in its core, and highly toxic steam surging out from the exhaust port.

Guk saw a circle of roughly carved idols around the base of the gate, and black lightning leaped around the idols.

But between him and the brass gate, there is still a whole team of high-ranking blood worshipers waiting to go. The chosen lord Molière, holding a giant decapitating axe, is standing at the top of the team, and the flame is at the top of the team. Wrapped in the hands.

He knew that the man was welcoming him, and the Lord of God wanted to challenge the overlord of Ouke, but Guke didn't think that guy was qualified.

"Mangul! Get rid of him!"

"understand!"

There was a roar from the communicator, and then Guk saw the huge figure of the guard leader rushing out from the side of the battlefield, and went straight to the side of the chosen lord.

Molière came back to his senses, and the crimson flames sprayed out from his hand and drowned Molière, forming a burning halo around the opponent's armor.

But this did not hurt Mangul, the symbols and totems on his armor flickered, dispelling the power of chaos.

"coward!"

Mangguer ran straight towards Molière like an out-of-control truck, and the two sides immediately fought.

Molière obviously received a part of the gift of the blood god. His arms became extraordinarily strong, even a bit deformed, and a few bone spurs stretched out from his shoulders, and he did not lose the slightest in the fight with Mangul.

And Mangul is a mighty Ok, who has personally killed several god-chosen lords. He knows these fighters very well.

The battle between the two sides didn't have the slightest fancy, only absolute power and life and death.

Guk didn't intend to intervene in the battle of Mangul, he had handed in with the four chosen lords, these guys were not his opponents, but just wanted to entangle him.

And more and more demons appeared around him.

He knew what these people were thinking, so he immediately called Kundera Ka.

"Covering overlord!"

After Kunderaka ordered his subordinates to shoot at the approaching demons, he led his cronies all the way to Guk, and assisted Guk in cutting down the four chosen lords one by one.

When they fell, Guk could clearly feel a certain kind of energy coming out of those god-chosen subjects and flying towards the door that kept screaming.

"Overlord! We are here too!"

Suddenly, there was a howling of the devil. Guk turned his head and saw that the bucktooth with the most elite bodyguards poured fierce firepower at the devil in a neat formation. Baer was doing the same on the other side of the big pit. Things.

Ouke’s main force has completely penetrated the blood worship line of defense and began to unite.

The devil's flesh and blood fell apart under the crossfire, and Mogdrogen's totem warrior also entered the battlefield, rushed past the psionic boss, and plunged into the demon pile.

The ugly wailing of the devil suddenly rose by an octave as the totem warrior trampled their bodies and pierced their limbs.

These powerful warriors with masks, naked and full of totems are simply their natural nemesis. They can smash a large hole in their ugly bodies with just one punch. The lightning surrounding their bodies makes them even more devilish. The snow melted away like fire.

Guk was also taken aback by the combat power of these totem warriors. He didn't often ask about Mogdrogen's plans and paid little attention to these strange warriors, but their performance was indeed dazzling.

He saw with his own eyes that one totem warrior cut off the head of a demon with his palm, while the other used a long stick with a curved blade to chop a demon in half.

Although there are less than one thousand Totem Warriors, they help them eliminate many demons.

In less than a while, most of the demons turned into colorful, **** wreckage on the ground, leaving only the dying painful screams.

Most of Ok's follow-up also began to appear near the big pit, gunshots echoed nearby, and the remaining cultists were being driven out and wiped out.

Guk heard the warlords shouting commands through the communicator.

Don't leave any liveliness!

Whether it is a slave or the so-called innocent, there is no innocent on this battlefield.

Not only here, Guk’s offensive was aimed at the entire city, including the area controlled by the New California Republic, which was also fully attacked. Although the main attackers were non-legionary idle war gangs, they had sufficient numbers and enthusiasm.

The boys are performing a cleanup operation, dividing Dunwich into small areas and shooting any moving targets in them.

House after house, cellar after cellar, trench after trench.

Oak's roar and the groaning of the dying are the most frequently heard voices in this city today.

At this time, the duel between Mangguer and Molière also concluded the final victory.

"Waaaagh!!!"

Spelling his shoulders and being chopped by the opponent, Mangguer raised his battle axe and hit Molière with a decisive blow.

There are already some godly chosen lords who are exhausted and can't avoid this, they can only bite the bullet to catch it.

But he is obviously not as resistant as Manggul.

"Huh-ah!!!"

The double-sided battle axe, which was pulsating with an electric arc, slashed from the shoulder of the chosen lord until it reached his waist.

The upper part of Molière's body was almost split apart, and crimson blood leaked from it, which crackled and flowed like magma.

As power poured out of his broken body, Molière let out a sharp wailing.

At the same time, the inscription on the brass gate began to flash with white heat, as if thirstingly drinking from the energy that erupted when the Lord of God died, but before the two remnants of Molière fell to the ground with a snap. It dimmed.

Mangul took a few breaths, took off the enemy's battle axe stuck on his shoulder, and dyed his entire upper body with blood in the process.

"Mad doctor, give him a bag."

After speaking, Guk looked at the brass gate.

Even at this distance, Guk could feel the throbbing from inside the gate, as if a huge heart was pumping blood towards the limbs of his body.

Not only the throbbing feeling, but also the almost real anger--

Guk went through the wreckage and picked up Molière's body.

Then, he turned his head to look at an approaching dirty car tank-a giant rocket above it.

"Tie it up! Shoot it!"

The court guards immediately recruited, tied Molière's remains to the front of the rocket, and then launched towards the brass gate.

The distance of 800 meters was almost instantaneous, and Guk wanted to humiliate the so-called deity severely, and he wanted to put the body of the dead believer in front of it.

However, just as the rocket was about to fly into the gate, a blood-red giant hand slammed into the depths of the colorful curtain of the gate and burst the rocket.

That hand looks three or four meters long!

"finally come……"