Orc Tyrant

Klein turned around and saw a man with torn clothes, the cut on his forehead still bleeding.

The other party stood on the floor of the shop where the rubble was scattered, staring fiercely at Ye Blade, and stretched out a trembling finger to express condemnation.

But in fact, he was pointing at Klein's uniform. Although the dark red uniform of Knight's noble attendant was messy, it was still the main element of Ye Blade's disguise.

At the same time, this outfit is the same as those young men who launched a surprise attack on Guk just now, resembling a sort of secret code.

The man staggered and approached, kicking the broken glass away at will, not caring about the harsh sound he made.

"You brought them here!"

He pointed to the street in grief and pain.

"I don't know what those ghosts are! Why let them kill us?"

Klein realized that this person was completely ignorant of the facts. Perhaps he thought that this attack broke the dream of future ease. He fantasized that he could be a obedience after surrendering to these green skins, and Yabane wanted to laugh.

These monsters were never conquerors, he only saw a killing machine as dark as a storm and thundercloud, and a group of green muscles.

They do not intend to rule, let alone accept, all that is left is destruction-it depends on time.

"Shut up, coward!"

Klein opened his uniform as he spoke, and reached out to fumble for the holster behind his waist. The weapon was inside. However, his arm muscles had been in a tight state due to tension, and it was difficult to relax and quickly withdraw the gun.

"Don't make a noise."

Suddenly, there was movement outside. Someone in the building across the street threw a simple incendiary bomb from upstairs and hit the guard’s helmet and right shoulder. This may be a reckless member of the Resistance Army, or It was a Knight resident who was tired of being slaughtered.

The blood of young people is always easy to fan. After their team arrived in this city, it only took three days to gather a resistance team of at least twenty people.

There are students and young noble children among them, but without exception, they have a great aversion to surrender and do not consider the consequences in the least.

This is what the Night Blade team needs.

A massacre.

The guard stopped, slapped his armor with his palm, and extinguished the flames that were licking around.

Klein witnessed Naoke twisting his body with the remaining sporadic flames and aiming upwards, with a small launcher hanging from his muzzle.

boom!

There was a low thunder, and the grenade exploded the third floor of the building, causing bricks and stones to fly across. Then a corpse dragged the blood down and was instantly killed by the impact close at hand.

"They...the ones they want to kill are you!"

The man in the shop continued to growl, turning a deaf ear to what was happening outside.

"They should kill you!"

"Damn it!"

Klein stepped forward and finally put his fingers into the holster and held the handle of the gun.

"I told you to—"

The guard suddenly appeared at the door of the ruins of the shop, crushing the gravel under his feet into powder, his huge body could not be contained by the door frame.

The ruthless eyes on the horrible helmet scanned the two of them, and then the figure stepped closer, slung the gun on his shoulder.

It drew the serrated knife behind its waist and rammed in from the broken door frame full of cracks, Ye Blade hurriedly dodged.

The length of the knife was similar to that of a long sword, and the serrated blade shone dimly.

Before Klein could react, the guard swung the hilt of the knife and slammed it on his chest.

"Well--"

Klein turned over and fell to the ground in the pain of a broken bone, which made Ye Blade feel a strange relief in his heart-at least the disguise was still intact.

If Oak realizes what kind of enemy he is facing, he will definitely kill him immediately.

The other person was still pointing and yelling loudly, Ok, who decided to temporarily save ammunition, approached the survivor, and the top of his helmet rubbed off the light tubes on the ceiling.

Afterwards, the combat knife swept out and took away the man's frantic shout and the head on his shoulders. His stumped body started a weird dance under the touch of the confused nerves, and then collapsed to the ground.

Klein stood up and held the gun, but the twitching muscles were unwilling to let go of the weapon. At this critical moment, the pain of the fierce impact just took away his usual focus and self-control.

So he planned to distance himself first.

But the guard had already pinched the tip of the knife with his fingers and was about to throw it out. He planned to try his throwing skills. This was no longer a killing, it was more like a joke.

Klein could even hear the other's rude and vulgar laugh.

However, in the blink of an eye, the roar of automatic weapons suddenly sounded, and a series of silver craters burst out on the guard's helmet and left shoulder armor.

Klein caught a glimpse of a humanoid body swooping at a speed far beyond human reach, as well as a face, a mask, and a grinning spider made of dim metal.

"You finally came!"

Ye Jian used his hands and feet to evade backwards, watching the companions from Blurred Blade tumbling around Ouke, flying over the walls.

His footsteps did not stop, and his rapid-fire pistol roared and spit out poisonous bombs, banging sparks on the tall warrior's armor.

Oak dropped his combat knife and raised his pistol, the caliber of that weapon far surpassed that of humans.

The two sides were forced to engage in a close death fight, and a single bullet hit at this distance was enough to kill the Shadow Blade.

However, in order to kill him, Ouke needs to hit him first.

In the narrow space of the shop ruins, the roar of bullets was deafening, and the air was full of pungent gunpowder and wallboard dust.

A pillar burst suddenly, pouring down plaster and broken wood.

Ye Blade could hear Casco's beast gasping, he wandered around the edge of the white helmet guard's field of vision like lightning, tempting the opponent to follow his footsteps with firepower.

Syringe The syringes of his limbs began to move, causing a large amount of biochemical substances and mixed medicines to rush into the blood vessels of the Blurring Blade, pushing his speed to the peak, so that even the superhuman reaction power of the guard was beyond the dust.

Klein finally drew out the weapon and immediately fired in the direction of the gray armor giant.

The star dart gun projected a group of gradually spreading crystal harp, which wrapped the guards. After being hit, the soldier suddenly became unstable and raised one hand to hold the helmet tightly.

Casco roared and flashed past the slumped Ye Blade in the corner.

"mine!"

He shouted loudly, and the rapidly repeated words in his mouth gradually converged into a continuous noise.

"My mine my mine—"

He turned into a dizzying and fuzzy afterimage, only the claws and muzzle fluttering frantically. The Blurring Blade hit Ouke head-on, and threw him to the ground in a cloud of sparks.