"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 viscos 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.
From then on, Heaven and Hell continued to war, eager to completely destroy each other.
Later, some angels and demons who were tired of the endless war used a treasure called the World Stone to create a world independent of heaven and hell.
They united and gave birth to many mixed-race children in this land named Sanctuary, which is called human beings. "
"I see! So, all the humans in this world are actually direct descendants of Anu? They are even closer to the original and most powerful God of Creation than angels and demons?"
Shane VII was so smart that he immediately understood what the Blue Demon Judge wanted to express.
Jinji Tasha nodded meaningfully: "That's right.
Those angels and demons feared the terrible potential of these hybrid offspring.
So by adjusting the World Stone they were suppressed.
But after leaving that world, the potential of these humans began to awaken.
What you are seeing now are the most powerful ones among them. With just a little training, they can take over the master's role to deliver the final blow to the god without having to worry about any possible backlash.
I gave them a very suitable code name, called God Killer.
How is it? Isn't it interesting?
Hahahahahahahaha!"
As the last word came out of his mouth, Jinjitasha burst into laughter.
What is the greatest danger of killing gods in Toril's universe? Is it the divine essence of gods that cannot be touched by mortals?
Or is it the great power they possess? No! None of that! It is the backlash that must be endured for killing a god.
The most direct manifestation of this is that even if a powerful divine power is used to kill a weak divine power, it will instantly fall into an unimaginable state of weakness.
During this period, he might not even be able to defeat the chosen ones whose gods he killed.
Therefore, every time a god kills another god, it is actually a gamble, and the risk he bears is no less than that of the other party.
Although Zuo Si has some means of killing gods, such as the Sword of Nothingness in his hand, it also requires the consumption of a lot of soul energy as a buffer, and there is no way he can kill too many gods at once.
But now with these "Nephalem" doing the job, the situation is different.
"It's really interesting..."
The corners of Shane VII's mouth began to rise wildly. Even his half-lich body could not hide the terrifying red light flashing from the depths of his eyeballs.
Just as he was about to ask for more information about the Nephalem, a New Phyrexian creature ran over from a distance and reported in an emotionless tone: "Sir, those fully-developed Orcs have begun to attack the bottom of the monastery. Do you want to watch the whole process immediately?"
"Of course! Project the image immediately."
Jinji Tasha gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.
In a flash!
A huge battlefield projection appeared out of nowhere in this not-so-big cabin.
I saw thousands and thousands of green figures, so dense that they could not be counted, rushing like a tide in the narrow passage towards a door that had been blasted open.
"Charge! Kill all these demons!"
"Get out of the way! Don't block the way! I'm going to fire the Dimensional Shock Cannon!"
"Ah! Bastard! Where are you hitting?"
"I'm going to hit you! If you don't get out of here, I'll tear your head off and use it as a cannonball!"
"waaaaagh!"
"waaaaagh!!!"
…
Accompanied by the iconic noise and excited shouts, as well as the extremely chaotic and random attacks without any order at all, the battle that Jinjitasha had been looking forward to for a long time finally kicked off.
Although the number of demons summoned from hell was also quite large, and they continuously released powerful magic to cover and bombard the huddled orcs, thousands of people were killed in just a few minutes.
Under normal circumstances, such tragic casualties would have made all the soldiers feel frightened, and they would have turned around and started to flee.
But the situation with the orcs is just the opposite.
Not only did they not retreat, but they became more excited than before, and each of them had an extremely strange and creepy smile on their ferocious faces.
This is joy that comes from the heart, without any adulteration.
It was as if the mutilated corpse beside him was not of his own kind at all.
After a short while, the orc army relied on their numerical advantage to break into the last auditorium on the bottom floor of the monastery, and firmly took their position at the door, using the meat grinder tactics to consume the enemy bit by bit.
Because the number of deaths was so large and the speed was so fast, a wall of corpses was piled up, emitting a strong smell of blood.
Andariel, one of the seven demons of hell, simply couldn't believe that these ugly and stupid green monsters could actually defeat the demon army under his command.
Where did the other party come from? When did such a strange race appear in Sanctuary? Why had he never heard of it before? However, the orcs obviously didn't care what this female demon king with a human appearance and four sharp spider-like limbs growing from her back was thinking.
There was only one thing they wanted to do, and that was to rush forward and kill all the enemies without leaving a single one alive.
As the cannon fodder at the front died in large numbers, the advanced orcs wearing various strangely shaped power mechas in the back finally began to appear.
A "technical master" raised a large, heavy mechanical arm in his hand, with a huge rotating blade in the front, many buzzing and shrill gears, and various small devices attached to the casing of a strange weapon. He aimed it at the demons in front of him that were fighting with the orc boy, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Immediately followed by a worrying creaking sound accompanied by violent vibrations, a large amount of oil smoke poured out from the rotating blades, and a narrow force field suddenly gushed out from the muzzle, creating a small black hole like a space-time tunnel at the target location at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.
Then a small Snotlout jumped out directly from the center of the black hole.
Before he could launch an attack, his body suddenly exploded with a bang without any warning.
The high-speed flying bones and flesh directly tore apart everything within a radius of ten meters centered on the black hole. At the same time, the stable force field formed began to collapse inward, sucking in countless injured and dead demons.
As for where the corpses and flesh went, even the "Big Jiba" who launched the launcher did not know.
To be exact, he had no idea what would happen when he pulled the trigger.
That’s right!
This is the most famous and representative weapon of the Orcs - the Dimensional Shock Cannon.
No one could explain its principle clearly. Even the Imperial Mechanicus and the Necrons shook their heads after seeing it, saying that they were "not well-educated" and could not understand the sophistication of Ork technology.
Just as this "master of skills" grabbed another snot monster and stuffed it into the gun barrel and pulled the trigger again.
BANG!!!!
The huge dimensional shockwave cannon exploded on the spot, with dazzling electric light and fire splashing everywhere, blowing him to pieces on the spot, leaving only a pile of crackling scrap metal.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Look! This idiot has killed himself!"
"What a pity! I thought he could live a little longer."
The surrounding orcs burst into cheerful laughter after a brief moment of surprise.
It seems that there is no such emotion as sadness in their minds, and it is a supreme honor to die in a fierce battle with a powerful enemy.
It has to be said that in terms of shocking people, the Orcs in the Warhammer universe and the Goblin engineers in Azeroth are similar in that they both do not pursue stability but only seek greater power.
The death of a "big skill master" was obviously not enough to stop the orcs from attacking.
Soon the ground beneath my feet began to shake violently, and from a distance there was a sound of a wall being knocked down by something.
After about three to five minutes, a giant power mecha over four meters high appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.
Because it was so heavy and huge, just moving it in destroyed most of the structures of the upper and lower floors of the monastery.
The orc warlord sitting inside is more than twice as tall as the ordinary orc boy.
His appearance instantly made all the orcs around him seem to be energized and become even crazier than before.
The shouts of waaaaagh became louder and louder.
The demons' seemingly solid defense was torn to pieces in less than ten minutes.
As a last resort, Andariel could only rush out to join the battle personally, roaring in anger: "You ignorant bastards! I swear to poison all of you! I will extract your souls and burn them in the flames of hell for a thousand years!"
In just less than three or five seconds, a large green poisonous cloud began to spread around her with her as the center.
Even the orcs that had been fully transformed by the sparkling oil fell to the ground, covering their mouths and noses and howling in pain after absorbing the poisonous mist.
More than half of them died in less than a minute.
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 ax 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.
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