“Help!”

"Your Highness Anne, stop! Please stop!"

"Hahahaha! Lift them high! Fly! Fly up!"

Accompanied by screams of terror and little Annie's excited and joyful laughter, a magical version of bungee jumping is taking place in the garden of the Royal Palace in Port Calin.

There were a dozen young maids between the ages of sixteen and twenty-three, wearing white or beige cool gauze skirts, who were being affected by some kind of spell that was either anti-gravity or controlling the airflow. They first flew straight up to a height of a thousand meters, then suddenly fell at an extremely fast speed and stopped less than one meter from the ground.

Then take off again, land and repeat this process over and over again.

The intense stimulation brought by constantly brushing shoulders with death even frightened many people to death. They fainted and regained consciousness, and they didn't even care about their skirts being blown up by the wind, exposing their lower bodies.

There are also a few who suffer from incontinence because they cannot control their fear, and the only thing they can do is cover their blushing faces.

But their pleas had no effect.

Little Annie just thought the maids' reactions were interesting and funny, so she had no intention of stopping at all.

Instead, they went even further and came up with more new tricks, such as using transformation magic to turn these maids into various cute animals including cats and dogs.

Her terrifying control and astonishing magical talent made the archmages and arcane liches who were in charge of the palace's security feel terrified.

As for stepping forward to stop it...

Don't be ridiculous! The fact that she could multitask and manipulate two or three large-scale transformation spells comparable to legendary magic at the same time was enough to prove that little Annie was much more powerful than all of them combined.

And no one can guarantee how the young Princess of the Empire, who has no sense of good and evil, will react to anyone who interferes with her.

It would be so unfair if you were killed accidentally.

After all, they were just a dozen maids of noble birth. Even if they were accidentally killed, their parents and families would not dare to complain.

What's more, even if you die, you can be resurrected with divine arts and magic, so there is no need to take risks.

As for Sean VII, the only person present who had the ability to stop little Annie, he was currently standing in a pavilion covered with vines in the middle of the corridor, looking at this descendant who had part of his blood flowing in his veins with eyes of great doting, without any intention of taking any action at all.

To be exact, he didn't care about the lives of a dozen maids at all.

As the supreme ruler of the ancient Kalinshanshan Dynasty, in his eyes, the maids in the palace were not "people" at all, but property, slaves, and servants of the royal family.

If it would give little Annie pleasure to kill a few or a dozen of them by torture, he would do it without a second thought.

As a mother, Aisha also dotes on her daughter to the extreme. No matter how outrageous the latter's demands are, they will be met immediately. Basically, she can do whatever she wants.

Most importantly, she felt that this "game" was a way for little Anne to express her love for the maids, and her daughter would naturally stop when she got tired of it.

Thus, a dozen poor maids went up and down like this, and from their initial nervousness, screaming and begging, they gradually became numb, and some even took the opportunity to appreciate the scenery from high altitudes.

After all, they have no ability to resist, so they can only adapt to and enjoy the process of taking off and falling.

"Ancestor, do you think Annie will become as powerful as her father in the future?"

Aisha asked in an uncertain tone.

Shane VII nodded without hesitation: "Of course! This little guy has been a quasi-divine power since birth, and his huge potential is simply beyond the reach of mortals.

You have to understand that when I first met Thors, he was just an interesting wizard and the Chosen.

In just a few years, his power has expanded to its current level.

And all of this comes from the incredible power of the Planeswalker Spark.

Although I am not sure whether your daughter also has a spark hidden in her soul that has not yet been ignited, even if she doesn't, she can get one from her father.

So don't treat Anne as an ordinary child, and don't try to raise and teach her yourself.

Because you don’t have that ability.”

Hearing this, Aisha immediately smiled bitterly and asked again in an uncertain tone: "Will all my offspring be like Annie in the future? Can't I have a normal child so that I can experience the feeling of being a mother?"

"I don't know, but judging from Soth's other offspring, this may be difficult. Because from Annie, I can see that he seems to have established some kind of connection with the Dark Void, and this connection will be reflected in his offspring."

Shane VII expressed the conclusion he came to after careful observation.

After all, the first thing he did after obtaining the spark was to try to peer into the Dark Void and find out what secrets were hidden in this mysterious space that only planeswalkers could enter briefly.

Therefore, one can feel that the energy used by little Annie when casting the spell clearly has some characteristics of darkness and void.

This is also why she is not stopped from abusing her magical abilities at will.

Shane VII understood that the power from the dark void had a strong tendency towards chaos and disorder, and that constant practice was necessary to fully control it.

The little chaos and insignificant deaths caused during this exercise are of no consequence at all.

Just when Aisha was about to say something, little Annie finally lost interest in these maids who were so numb that they could no longer make any sound. She threw them on the mowed lawn and came running over from a distance, hopping and waving the artifact that had turned into a "fairy wand" - the [Scepter of the Warlock King] in her hand, opening her arms and posing as if asking for a hug.

"Mother--"

"My little darling, are you having fun?"

Instinctively, Aisha picked up the chubby little girl and gently tucked her daughter's wind-blown hair behind her ears.

Although she had witnessed the amazing power displayed by little Annie many times and had also heard the horrific legends about this little ancestor when she was still a baby, she was afraid that if she lost control, her mortal body would not be able to hold on for even a second and would be reduced to pieces.

But even so, she never felt even the slightest fear or dread.

It was this unreserved trust that prevented any estrangement between the two due to their previous separation, but instead made the relationship between them closer than that between mother and daughter in most aristocratic families.

Because in little Annie's eyes, she is actually a little afraid of Zuo Si, her father who disciplines her, so she particularly likes to stay with her mother who always responds to her requests.

Especially after returning to the palace where she was born, she tasted for the first time the joy that came with unfettered freedom. She also loved the feeling of being awed, praised and admired by everyone.

So she shook her little head and responded without hesitation: "Happy! But those maids don't make any sounds anymore, it's not fun. I want a new batch."

"No problem. Mom will prepare it for you right away."

Aisha kissed her daughter's face, and then turned her gaze to the personal maid, or senior lady-in-waiting, who was wearing the viper mark.

The latter immediately understood what he meant and immediately ordered twenty trembling young maids to come out, first to help away those unfortunate people who had collapsed on the ground and unable to stand up, and then to replace them as the new toys of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

In less than five minutes, the shrill screams once again echoed over the palace garden.

Although the lessons learned from the past have made these maids realize that there is a high probability that they will not fall to death.

But even though we know it, the normal physiological reactions of humans cannot be avoided at all.

Every time they fell from a height of hundreds or even thousands of meters, watching the ground getting closer and closer, the maids could not help but imagine the tragic scene of their bodies being torn into pieces, and then let out ear-piercing screams from their throats.

Unfortunately, no one will pity them.

You have to know that Kalinshan was an outright slave state not long ago.

Even though all slaves have now been granted the status of free citizens, people's original inherent ideas cannot be easily reversed.

Especially the servants of the royal family and great nobles, in the eyes of most Kalinshan people, they are part of their property, and outsiders have no right to interfere no matter how they are dealt with.

As for the law...

Except for those holy warriors who like to argue, the entire judicial system basically adheres to the principle of "officials do not investigate unless the people report it" and just turns a blind eye to it.

After all, keeping things peaceful is a traditional skill of bureaucrats. They just hope that there will be as few troubles as possible within their jurisdiction, and such matters involve many dignitaries whom they cannot afford to offend.

What's more, the law has never represented fairness and justice, but rather a tool for the ruling class to maintain social order and its own interests.

Want to use it to deal with the aristocracy and bureaucracy who hold enormous power?

I'm just overthinking it.

Of course, if it is the emperor’s own will, that is another matter.

After all, there has only ever been one truly supreme ruler of the West Coast Empire, and that is Zuo Si.

The rest of the system, whether it is the judicial system or the bureaucratic system, revolves around him.

While her daughter was concentrating on playing, Aisha lowered her voice and asked, "Ancestor, I heard that something went wrong in the Northland recently. Do you know what happened? You should know that many people have contacted me through magic communication in the past few days, wanting to know what happened."

"Oh? Who are they?"

Shane VII pursed his lips and asked back with a playful look.

"There are Khelben and Lyra from Waterdeep, Alustriel from Silvermoon, Queen Simbu from Agrallon, Tyrant Bozor of the Moon Sea, and Queen Silinsi from the Elven Kingdom of Cormanthor... In short, almost all the leaders of the northwest of the entire Faerun continent are included."

Aisha held her forehead with her hand and showed a helpless expression.

You have to know that although she still holds the title of Queen of Karinshan, she actually does not have any political power, and even the important ministers of the cabinet can ignore what she says.

The only things that could be controlled were the royal property, the maids within the palace, and the 500-strong guard composed entirely of women.

Under such circumstances, Aisha had no idea how many troops the empire had, where they were deployed, and whether they had been mobilized, not to mention Zuo Si's enormous power in other time and space.

So when faced with these inexplicable inquiries, I can only respond with the expression "I don't know the answer to any of these questions."

"Humph! It seems these guys are starting to get scared."

Shane VII gave a disdainful smile.

Having been with the player group for a long period of time, he was obviously well aware of the terrifying destructive power of this group of the Fourth Scourge.

With the pitiful population and town size in the North, let alone hundreds of thousands or even millions of people thrown in, even a few thousand people could cause a bloody storm.

Especially those lunatics from the Warhammer universe whose mental health has long been abnormal. They have an inexplicable craze for war and killing.

Moreover, he has no moral bottom line at all. He is proficient in poisoning, assassination, arson, and explosions. Even Shane VII, a half-lich, thinks some of his methods are too cruel.

It is conceivable that after these guys appear in the North, they will bring a strong sense of crisis to the local residents and lords.

You should know that so far, dozens of worlds and more than hundreds of countries and regimes have completely collapsed and perished under the ravages of the Fourth Calamity, including many empires and kingdoms that were at their most prosperous periods.

Thinking of this, Shane VII immediately said with a slightly contemptuous tone: "Don't pay attention to them, and don't ask what Soth is doing. You just need to know that this is a battle between demons."

"Demon God?!"

Aisha's pupils suddenly dilated and her heart began to beat wildly.

“Well, yes.

During his rise to power, Soth made many enemies.

And these enemies now want to unite against him.

But it doesn't matter.

Because all the foolish gods and demon lords who get involved will soon realize what kind of behemoth they are dealing with."

After saying this, Shane VII instantly activated the planeswalker's spark and disappeared on the spot.

Just a second later, he arrived at the weapons testing site beneath the Mutahar floating city.

Boom!!! Before the half-lich had time to check the surrounding situation, a violent explosion resounded through the sky.

Some unknown substance in liquid form quickly spread out in all directions with the explosion point as the center. Along the way, whether it was plants and animals or inorganic matter such as soil and stone, they were all dissolved into viscous liquid in an instant.

After the explosion, all that was left was a hemispherical pit that was one kilometer deep in the ground, as well as horrible corrosive residue that kept making hissing sounds.

"What just happened?"

Sean VII asked in an uncertain tone.

"Nothing, I just exploded a Catachan barking toad."

Jinji Tasha glanced at the observation data given on the electronic instrument in his hand and replied.

"Catachan barking toad?"

It was obviously the first time that Sean VII heard this name, and he immediately showed a look of great interest.

Because in the explosion just now, he clearly saw several summoned Balrogs and alien gods.

But now they have all disappeared.

In other words, the terrible explosion killed them directly.

This is something that even many legendary magics cannot do.

Jinjitaxia explained nonchalantly, "This is a special species from the most dangerous planet in another universe. Its toxicity is as strong as the impact of divine power.

According to the results of several tests, it has the potential to severely injure or even kill a demigod.

So far, no substance has been found that can resist the invasion of this deadly toxin.

The only thing that can block it a little is the deflection force field.

The great father of New Phyrexia brought this creature back to me in the hopes that I could genetically modify it to be even more dangerous and deadly.

Imagine the look on those self-righteous gods' faces when they suddenly discover that we have billions of these biological weapons at our disposal. "

"So this is a new weapon to be used against the gods?"

Shane VII's eyes lit up instantly.

“Not only gods, but any enemy will be extremely vulnerable to this deadly poison.

Most importantly, it's very, very cheap.

Simple cloning can produce very considerable quantities.

The control problem can be solved perfectly by simply completing the transformation with Shuo Oil or directly transforming into undead.

I have made cloning the Catachan barking toad a top priority.

If you are interested, please come back later and I can provide several hundred of them."

While he was speaking, Jinji Taxia had already completed a series of dazzling operations on the virtual screen projected in front of him.

The cluster of culture dishes beneath the entire central laboratory immediately began to be injected with cells and nutrient solution.

It won't be long before those cells, invisible to the naked eye, rapidly divide to form a brand new Catachan barking toad.

After all, the cloning technology here is not just technology, but also involves a lot of magic.

As long as you have a sample, no matter what organism it is, you can clone it quickly and in large quantities.

"How terrible! Looks like I'll have to do a little silence for the gods who tried to make enemies with Thor."

Shane VII pursed his lips and revealed a gloating smile.

Jinji Tasha said with a sinister look on his face: "These deadly toads are just one of the feasts prepared by the master for the enemy. In fact, I have something more interesting that I want to show you. I wonder if you are interested?"

King Sean VII answered without hesitation: "Of course! Please let me see it."

"Come with me."

Jinji Taxia instantly opened a portal and returned to the central laboratory, coming to a cabin that looked very inconspicuous on the surface.

On the other side of the one-way bulletproof glass, there were several people wearing only underwear and shorts being examined by researchers.

"This is……"

Sean VII was obviously very confused.

He really didn't understand what was so good about a few humans who were supposed to be farmers.

“Shh—”

Jinji Tasha raised his sickle-like sharp fingers and placed them on his mouth, making a gesture to keep quiet.

After the researchers on the other side of the glass finished their inspection, they immediately signaled a burly man to take a few steps forward and punched hard at a shield made of hard magic alloy.

boom!!!!!!!!!!!!

The shield collapsed instantly, and countless fragments split into atoms during flight.

What's even more terrifying is that a black hole was smashed into the center of the shield, absorbing all the atoms into it, and then forming a high-pressure metal sphere that was completely disproportionate to the size of the previous shield.

Shane VII was completely stunned. It took him a while to come back to his senses and exclaimed, "Unbelievable! Don't tell me this man is a demigod or a quasi-divine power!"

“To some extent, he can indeed be considered a quasi-divine power or a demigod.

These people you see all come from a world called Sanctuary.

Strictly speaking, they are not mortals, but the hybrid offspring of angels and demons.

According to the creation legend of this world, Anu, the god of creation, was born when the heaven, earth and universe were in chaos.

In the beginning, he was a combination of good and evil, order and chaos.

But this god wanted to become purer, so he stripped away the evil and chaotic parts so that he could become more kind and orderly.

As a result, the peeled part formed a terrifying dragon.

Since then, the gods and the dragons began a protracted battle, and in the end both sides perished together.

The body of God turned into the Supreme Heaven and angels, while the body of the dragon turned into the burning hell and demons.

从此之后，天堂和地狱便继续交战渴望彻底的消灭彼此。

后来有些厌倦了永无止境战争的天使和恶魔利用一块叫做世界之石的宝物，创造出了一块独立于天堂和地狱的世界。

他们在这块被命名为庇护之地的土地上结合生下了许多混血子嗣，就是所谓的人类。”

“原来如此！所以这个世界的人类，实际上全部都是阿奴的直系后裔？他们甚至比天使和恶魔更加接近于最初、同时也是最强大的创世之神？”

夏恩七世何其聪明，一下子就明白了蓝色魔判官所要表达的意思。

金吉塔厦意味深长的点了下头：“没错。

那些天使和恶魔恐惧这些混血子嗣的可怕潜力。

所以通过调整那块世界之石压制了他们。

但离开那个世界之后，这些人类的潜力便开始纷纷觉醒。

你现在看到的就是其中最强大的几个，只要稍加训练就可以代替主人去完成对神明的最后一击，不用担心可能出现的任何反噬。

我给他们取了一个非常适合的代号，就叫做弑神者。

怎么样？ 是不是很有趣？

哈哈哈哈哈哈哈！”

伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，金吉塔厦顿时爆发出一阵狂笑。

在托瑞尔所在星球的宇宙中弑杀神明最大的危险是什么？ 是神明那根本无法被凡人所触碰的神圣精神本质吗？

还是他们所拥有的强大力量？ 不！ 都不是！ 是杀死一个神明所需要承受的反噬。

其中最直接的体现就是即便强大神力去杀死一个微弱神力，都会瞬间陷入难以想象的虚弱状态。

在此期间，他甚至可能连被自己杀死神明的选民都打不过。

所以每一次神明杀死神明，实际上都相当于是一场豪赌，其自身承受的风险丝毫不比对方少多少。

左思虽然有一些弑杀神明的手段，比如说他手中那柄虚无之剑，但也是需要消耗许多灵魂能量来作为缓冲，根本没办法一次干掉太多的神。

可现在有了这些“涅法雷姆”代劳情况就不一样了。

“的确很有趣……”

夏恩七世的嘴角也开始疯狂上扬，即便半巫妖的肉身也无法遮掩从眼球深处闪烁的骇人红光。

正当他想要询问更多关于“涅法雷姆”的信息时，一名新非瑞克西亚造物快步从远处跑过来，用不带一丝感情的语气汇报道：“大人，那些完化的欧克兽人已经开始向修道院最底层发起进攻了。您是否要立刻观看整个过程？”

“当然！马上把画面投影出来。”

金吉塔厦不加思索的给出肯定答复。

转瞬之间！

巨大的战场投影便凭空出现在了这个不算太大的舱室内。

只见成千上万密密麻麻根本数不清的绿色身影如同潮水般在狭窄的通道内向一扇已经被轰开的大门涌去。

“冲啊！杀光这些恶魔！”

“让开！别当道！俺要发射次元震荡炮了！”

“啊！混蛋！你往哪打？”

“打的就是你！再不滚开俺就把你的脑袋拧下来当炮弹！”

“waaaaagh！”

“waaaaagh！！！”

……

伴随着标志性的吵闹与兴奋不已的喊叫声，还有那无比混乱完全没有一丁点秩序的胡乱攻击，这场被金吉塔厦期待已久的战斗终于拉开了序幕。

尽管那些从地狱中召唤来的恶魔数量也同样相当庞大，而且不断释放威力惊人的魔法对挤在一起的兽人进行覆盖轰炸，才短短几分钟的功夫就造成了数千人的死亡。

正常情况下，像这样惨烈的伤亡早就让所有士兵开始感到恐惧，然后转身开始掉头逃跑。

可兽人的情况却刚好相反。

他们不仅没有撤退，反而变得比之前更加亢奋，狰狞的脸上居然一个个都挂着无比诡异瘆人的笑容。

这是发自内心的喜悦，没有一丁点掺假的成分。

仿佛身边那残缺不全的尸体根本不是自己的同类。

没过一会儿功夫，兽人大军便愣是凭借数量优势杀进了修道院底层最后的大礼堂，并在门口稳稳的占住阵脚，一点一点凭借绞肉机战术和敌人拼消耗。

由于死亡的数量太多、速度太快，甚至堆砌起了一堵散发着浓郁血腥味的尸墙。

作为地狱七魔神之一的安达利尔简直无法相信，这些看上去又丑、又愚蠢的绿皮怪物，竟然把自己麾下的恶魔大军杀得节节败退。

对方究竟是从哪冒出来的？ 庇护之地啥时候又多出了这么个诡异的种族？ 自己之前怎么从来没有听说过？ 不过兽人显然并不在意这个有着人类外形、身后长出四条类似蜘蛛一样锋利节肢的女性魔王在想什么。

他们想要干的就只有一件事情，那便是冲上去把对方全部杀光一个不留。

随着冲在最前边的炮灰成片成片的死亡，后方身穿各种各样造型古怪动力机甲的高级兽人终于开始登场。

一名“大技霸”举起手中外观上是一个大型、沉重的机械臂，前方有一个旋转着的巨大叶片，许多嗡嗡作响和发出刺耳声音的齿轮还有各种小装置附着在机壳上的古怪武器，大概对准正前方那些正在与兽人小子厮杀的恶魔，毫不犹豫扣下扳机。

紧跟着一阵让人感到担忧的嘎嘎作响并伴随着剧烈震动的咔哒咔哒声，大量油烟从旋转的叶片中涌出，一道狭窄的力场顿时从炮口喷涌而出，以肉眼无法捕捉的速度在目标位置建立一个像是时空隧道一样的小型黑洞。

随后一个小号的鼻涕精直接从黑洞的中心跳了出来。

还没等到他发起攻击，身体就突然毫无征兆砰的一声炸裂开。

高速飞溅的骨头和血肉直接撕裂了以黑洞为中心方圆十几米范围内的一切，同时形成的稳定力场也开始向内坍缩，把数不清受伤和死亡的恶魔吸入了进去。

至于那些尸体和血肉究竟去了什么地方，即便是作为发射者的“大技霸”也不得而知。

确切地说，当扣动扳机的那一刻，他都不晓得究竟会发生什么。

没错！

这就是欧克兽人大名鼎鼎最具有代表性的武器——次元震荡炮。

它的原理没人能说得清楚，就连帝国机械神教和太空死灵们看过之后都直摇头，表示自己“才疏学浅”实在无法理解兽人科技的精妙。

正当这位“大技霸”抓起另外一个鼻涕精塞进炮管再次扣下扳机刹那。

嘭！！！！

巨大的次元震荡炮直接原地爆炸，刺眼的电光和火光四散飞溅，当场把他炸了个尸骨无存，只剩下一堆噼里啪啦作响的破铜烂铁。

“哈哈哈哈！”

“快看！这个蠢货把自己干掉了！”

“真可惜，俺还以为他能多活一会儿呢。”

周围的兽人在短暂的惊讶过后立刻爆发出了欢快的大笑。

仿佛在他们的观念中根本没有悲伤之类的情绪，能在与强大敌人激烈的战斗中死去是一种无上的光荣。

不得不说，在震撼人心这方面，战锤宇宙的欧克兽人与艾泽拉斯的地精工程师们有异曲同工之妙，都是一样不追去稳定性，只追求更大的威力。

一个“大技霸”死亡显然并不足以让兽人们停下进攻的脚步。

很快脚下的地面就传来一阵剧烈的震动，并且从远处发出墙壁被某种东西撞塌发出的响声。

大概三五分钟左右，一台超过四米高的巨型动力机甲便凭空出现在了所有人的面前。

由于太过沉重庞大的关系，仅仅只是移动进来就已经将修道院上下层的结构破坏了个七七八八。

坐在里边的兽人军阀更是比普通的兽人小子高出一倍都不止。

他的出现顿时让周围所有的兽人都仿佛瞬间打了鸡血一般，变得比之前更加疯狂。

waaaaagh的喊叫声一浪高过一浪。

恶魔们原本看似坚固的防线在不到十分钟左右的时间就被撕了个粉碎。

不得已之下，安达利尔只能冲出来亲自参战，怒不可遏的咆哮道：“不知死活的杂碎！我发誓要毒死你们所有人！将灵魂抽出来放在地狱烈焰中灼烧一千年！”

仅仅不到三五秒钟，大片绿色的毒云就开始以她为中心向四周扩散。

即便是被烁油完化的兽人在吸收了这些剧毒云雾之后都纷纷捂着口鼻倒在地上发出痛苦的哀嚎。

其中超过半数都在不到一分钟之内死掉了。

But the rest of the survivors mutated because of the anger caused by the pain, which stimulated the Hulk's furious blood in their bodies. One by one, they began to grow rapidly, and at the same time became stronger and more destructive.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! I’m going to smash you to pieces!”

A furious orc dropped his shotgun, leaped towards Andariel, and grabbed a sharp limb extending from her back.

"Get away! Filthy beast! Who gave you permission to touch me?"

Andariel immediately swung his other three limbs into the opponent's body, trying to kill him completely.

Unfortunately, she obviously underestimated the defense and strength bonus brought by the blood of anger.

As a result, although these sharp limbs pierced in, they did not actually penetrate the heart and other vital parts. Instead, they made the orcs even more angry in the pain.

In the blink of an eye, the latter's body size increased again, and at the same time, it held on to the limbs tightly and tried to fold them down.

Snap!

The limb broke into two sections, and a large amount of green juice gushed out from the crack, directly dissolving the orc who almost turned into the Hulk into nothingness.

After all, Andariel is one of the seven devils of hell, although he is one of the four relatively weaker ones.

Its most powerful poison is something that can kill gods.

"No!!!!!!!!"

Andariel, whose limbs were broken, screamed in pain and rage.

With her pride, she could not accept that a dirty beast could actually hurt you.

But soon, with the entry of the orc warlord, she finally began to feel something was wrong.

Because as all the orcs waaaaagh up in the fierce battle, the force field surrounding them quickly condensed into substance.

The most direct and obvious manifestation is that their strength, weapon destructive power and attack accuracy are rising sharply.

After all, the ideas of "I think I can knock you down", "I think I can blow you up", and "I think I can hit you" have become a consensus among the orcs.

This force automatically corrects their haphazard attacks, causing greater damage with every bullet or melee weapon fired.

The most important thing is that the warlord, as the leader, knocked Andariel to the ground with just one punch, and then controlled the heavy power mecha to press down on him, grinning and revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs.

"Hahahaha! Come on! Devil girl! Have some fun with me!"

"roll!!!!"

Andariel had never suffered such humiliation before, and suddenly a cloud of deadly poison erupted from him, while waving his remaining limbs to try to push the other party away.

Unfortunately, the warlord in front of him is the most powerful being in the entire orc army, and he is also the central node of the "power of my thoughts" and the waaaaagh force field.

Although the poisonous cloud had a certain impact on him, he still endured the severe burning and pain in his lungs, suddenly opened his mouth and bit an indescribable part of Andariel's chest, then shook his head and tore it like a hound.

In the blink of an eye, a large mass of bloody fat tissue was forcibly pulled off, chewed and swallowed in front of him.

This is, without a doubt, the most terrifying part about fighting orcs.

Because you can never predict what outrageous thing they will do next.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

The severe pain and strong sense of shame made Andariel go crazy. He opened his mouth and bit the orc warlord's shoulder.

But unfortunately, she obviously did not have the latter's sharp fangs and thinking power.

The result is only a bite wound that is insignificant to the orcs and can even be ignored.

“Be angry!

Struggle! Please me with your last resistance!

The great Laklutagh will surely win the final victory!

Whether it's a devil from hell like you or an angel with wings, they will all become my objects of conquest!

waaaaagh!!!”

The orc warlord shouted the battle slogan and began a brutal and bloody close combat with Andariel.

Since he awakened the Hulk's angry blood in a battle long ago, his physical strength and resistance in all aspects are amazing. Even the poison of the devil of hell cannot kill him immediately.

On the contrary, the severe pain caused by the poison entering the body further increased his anger and his strength soared.

The battle between the two lasted for several hours and completely destroyed the entire monastery.

In the end, the orc warlord who called himself Lakruutag won the battle. Not only did he break all of Andariel's limbs, but he also ate up most of his flesh, revealing white bones and incomplete internal organs in many places.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.

But Andariel not only did not die, but was also regenerating at an extremely fast speed.

As the devil of hell, she is almost immortal. Even if she is killed, she can only return to her hometown and be resurrected.

Without any hesitation!

Lakruutag raised his power axe and chopped off Andariel's head with a bang. Then he grabbed his blood-red hair and raised it high above his head to show the orcs watching the battle around him.

Deafening cheers suddenly resounded through the sky, and even the dark clouds covering the land dissipated.