Orc Tyrant

Unlike most sea areas, the sky near the coast of the treacherous wasteland is pale gray, and dark clouds converge toward the south amidst the sound of billowing thunder, where this will be the place to end the Occan Civil War.

As the last area to be conquered by Guk, it is not particularly impressive. The air smells of a savage atmosphere that has long disappeared. The ground underneath is light gray dust, as small and granular as sand. It was as hard as glass, making a creaking sound.

When Diego first set foot on the desert on the southern coast, a screaming wind was rolling over the gray sand dunes, and a mournful echo was echoed between a tower resembling an ancient fortress and wind-eroded battlements. It was sitting in a vast expanse of nothingness. On the low ridge at the northern end of the land.

This barren land, named Ugar Depression by the human crew, is a truly barren land, with bare rocks and half-buried bones in its empty wilderness.

The terrain slowly rises to form a low mountain range. The Black Fire Fortress is built on it. Its builders are no longer known. However, unlike most natural fortresses, it is a real artificial building. This place was built by the leader of the Occitan war to dominate one side.

Its walls are made of hard flaky boulders. Each piece is as big as a sail. Although the cut is very rough and there is no trace of adhesive between each other, it can still maintain its existence for thousands of years. It is a wonder in the history of engineering.

So although its builders have long since been annihilated, the buildings left by them have withstood the changes of the years, although a long retaining wall has collapsed over the years.

Compared with natural huge rocks such as Blackstone Castle and Bloodfang, such a ruin cannot become a real fortress, but it is still an ideal defense barrier.

The extension of the retaining wall is about two kilometers, and in some places it can reach up to 30 meters in height. The sand pile forms a gentle **** at the corner of the wall, and it also fills its powerful spire-like fortress.

Gulsuth has set up his headquarters in the remaining fortress and started construction to ensure that it can become a fortress against the enemy.

Now Diego is working with his own engineers to follow the Puppet King of Oak to inspect the huge construction work being carried out here.

The bulldozers of the brigade are working on the sand in front of the fortress wall, building there into a vast network of civil works, trenches, bunkers and multifaceted fortresses, extending over the entire hill ridge in front of the fortress.

Long-range artillery positions are arranged in the shadow of the city wall, and powerful rocket launch vehicles are hidden in the courtyard of the fortress. If Guk’s legion wants to destroy them, they must personally rush in front of them.

The rebel leader wore his full set of sealed armor. The shining steel was polished to a bright yellow. This armor was not made by a mechanic, but Diego ordered the engineers to cast a new armor for this Ouke. Every piece of armor There are actually hundreds of tiny chromatic changes.

The craftsmen of the Shadow City added a lot of new cladding to the armor, emphasizing its brutal personality in some novel ways. The white mark has been removed from his breastplate and replaced by a very finely carved one. Make hairy totems.

Each piece of armor is bordered with gold, and the surface is carved with patterns, showing the authority of the new king.

All of this makes the armor look like it is used for some purely ritual purpose, although this impression is actually far from the truth.

"This is a good sight, isn't it, shrimps?"

When he watched a bulldozer comparable in size to the Skug beast shoveling hundreds of tons of sand and gravel into an equally huge dump truck, Gulsuth turned his head proudly and asked, without the slightest respect in his tone.

"Spectacular."

Diego said without interest, his face was as pale as a corpse even in the scorching sun.

"Guk will be happy, I'm sure."

"Of course he will."

Gulsuth replied, ignoring the irony in the other's tone.

"Do you know when Guk will be here?"

The defeated Ouk pseudo-king turned around and finally heard Diego's boredom.

He smiled grinningly, and used one hand to traverse his unraveled Skug's braids. Under the blow of repeated failures, Gulsuth had removed his disguise as a fanatic, and looked more like his past self. A savage and cunning warrior.

"He will appear in front of us soon, Xiami."

Gulsuth said with a strong nasal voice:

"There is also Grak's Legion! I hope your arrangements are best useful, otherwise...huh."

Diego shrugged, his senses were complaining about seeking excitement, and most of his energy was on controlling his hunger and thirst impulse, and medicine could only solve part of it.

"How do you think you have a chance of winning? Your arrangement has become a waste in the Guk massacre. I still suggest you abandon the Black Fire Castle, find a place to hide it, and wait for the time to end. As long as you survive, then..."

"Don't point fingers at me!"

Gulsuth roared like a thunder, and the sound attracted the attention of the surrounding bodyguards. They drew their weapons and aimed them at the panicked humans. Diago was the only one who remained unchanged. He had already seen such a scene. Too many times, this Oke was agonized by his loss of glory.

His kingship is more fragile than the sand pile, and other previously captured fortresses have heard news about the movements of several legions and confirmation of Thok's death.

Unlike the other bosses who died in battle with the Loyal Legion, Gulsuth was a bit at a loss about the death of this former comrade-in-arms. He didn't feel sad, but had only shallow doubts. They were so invincible before, but now they are completely defeated. He deserved it.

On the other hand, Diego is not very interested in the news of the defeat. His sensory threshold is so high that only extremely shocking things can arouse a moment of short-term interest.

"It's true, but you have to understand..."

Diego smiled slightly and agreed, but was not intimidated by the flames of anger.

"The work we have undertaken is crucial, Gursuth. That's why I'm still here. Only I can ensure your victory, or do you rely on yourself?"

"Victory can only depend on strength. Your little tricks have always been trivial tricks. Now they are no longer useful."

Gulsuth responded, clinging to his contempt.

"You should be grateful for not being punished for failing."

Diego didn’t say a word about this. After the attack on Blackstone Fortress ended in a catastrophic failure, even though he was shocked that he was excluded from the decision-making circle, he still immersed himself in preparation for the counterattack of Guk. , But if he knew in advance that the Ouk pseudo-king would send most of the hidden forces into the vanguard of Guk, he would definitely stop the opponent.

Because this is really an obvious trap, but at that time he was in a painful period, suffering from the hunger and thirst of being without slaves. It was not until a new ship of death row prisoners arrived that he changed.

Now, soon, this battle that may determine the fate of the two races will begin on this barren plain.

"maybe."

Diego whispered:

"But it will come."