Black Dragon Code

The owner told him to act like a little, so the ogre chief detached himself from his clan, took only more than fifty soldiers, left the emerald palace, and began to walk outward like little patrol bats.

He has a name, Dorga, Green Dragon.

Although there are three heads, the ogre is still a low-level creature after all. Unlike the Hydra, each head has an independent mind. Their heads are just to ensure that one head can be continued to fight after being cut off. That's it.

Therefore, the ogre has only one mind, and his wisdom is not high.

The same is true for Doga.

The long night made the rainforest dark and wet, which made Daga very uncomfortable. To be honest, the ogre chiefs were quite happy after the enemies came, at least they brought fire, and it was not allowed to set fire in the green. , Daga had to listen to the master.

The ogre chief felt a little chill within a few steps, which made him realize that he was being targeted. He is not far from the emerald palace now, and God knew how the enemy found him immediately.

However, the ogre chief is still moving forward. This guy doesn't care, but his heart is full of excitement and can't wait.

"Come on, come on, come and add another dinner to Doga."

However, the unexpected attack did not occur, and Daga found that the peeping sensation that had caused him a small tadpole disappeared after a while.

The other party retreated.

"Damn it, coward."

Three more heads opened at the same time, cursing two words. He was afraid that the enemy would be scared away, and he would never launch an attack again. In this way, the task tonight would be sapped, and dinner would leave him.

"Boss, it looks like the enemies are weak, and once they fight, we can quickly crush their camps."

The ogre next to Doga said that it was a weak little guy with a head on his face, with a pale face, wet and soft hands, and a very charming attitude, adding: "It was like crushing a human camp."

"we all know."

"we all know."

All other ogres agree.

"I don't know. I only care about my dinner."

Dorga turned his head, snorted, and exclaimed, "Also, don't learn to talk to those pesky spiny beasts ..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the air flowing around him was wrong, and the mace in his hand lifted up and waved towards his intuition.

"Hey, hey."

The sound of the two weapons digging into the meat sounded almost simultaneously, regardless of each other.

Dorga's mace hit an invisible warrior, the chest, and the place was now completely sunken, and the attackers were killed.

At the same time, the charming charming ogre was also cut off by the swift ghostly short-handed blade. It had only one head, so it died directly.

The chief did not care about the dead companion, but took the first two steps, grabbed the dead attacker's body with one hand, and the size of the war lizard was no different to the ogre than the pony.

Duoga tore with both hands, tore the war lizard from the middle, and three heads took a bite at the same time, and then he said vaguely, "Food!"

Here comes their food.

After the first person died, these ogres quickly responded. Most of the followers brought by Doga this time were two-headed ogres. They were all the best in the tribe and immediately started to fight back.

If Caesar was here, it would be possible to check the specific combat capabilities of these ogres, but now that the Black Dragon is not there, the clan can only speculate in other ways.

After being discovered, in the case of head-on combat, none of the five war lizards were rivals of a two-headed ogre, let alone the big guy with three heads.

Such a loss was not worth it, so the Zagmen retreated quickly, exuding an unpleasant stench and fleeing.

"Follow ... hmm!"

Duoga yelled, and the words rushed back into his stomach, but he resisted the dizziness caused by the stench and strode forward. After leaving the area, he yelled, "Execution master Task! "

It's a pity that the Saurians slipped fast and had the ability to hide, and at this time had already run far.

"The weak and incompetent." The ogre chief roared, pursuing persistently.

At this moment, a low hiss of a wolf suddenly sounded in the rain forest. Along with the clue of the jungle, a pair of red eyes appeared in front of Duoga.

"Greenskin orc." The ogre was alert and moved closer to each other.

There is nothing to say. Orcs are not a race that is willing to spend more time talking, and ogres are the same. So after the two sides saw each other, the ogre immediately raised the mace and the chain hammer, and the orc drove the wolves. At the same time, an attack was launched.

After the target orc reached the predetermined distance, Doha stepped forward violently, holding the mace with one hand and holding it high, struggling to hit the wolf's head.

The huge wolf from the dark area, known as the iron head and copper bone, was directly smashed open at this moment. When he died, he turned into a headless wolf corpse with blood splashing on the ogre.

In order to not follow the wolf's footsteps, the riding orc can only leave the dead mount first, roll to the side to open the distance, and then climb up and regroup.

More orcs flew in.

But even as powerful as an orc, one-on-one, or even two-to-one, is not an opponent of the two-headed ogre, and even the leader, Gall, is gradually pushed down by the ogre chief.

Unfortunately, this is not a fair contest.

"Oh, oh."

In the air howling, several ogres were pierced by thorns, ugly glances appeared in the distance, and the dark scorpion lion flapped its wings, putting pressure on the middle and long distance.

The warrior in charge of tracking at that time, immediately noticed the rear legion after discovering this unusual ogre, so this was a multi-clan joint operation.

"Damn."

If Dauga hadn't found the problem yet, it wouldn't be stupid, but it would be a mental disability, but fortunately the ogre chief is not that far.

This is a trap, and I was anti-designed. He kicked the entangled Gal, and Dorga took the ogre back to shrink back and shouted, "Let's go, break through!"

Ogres do not have the habit of war until their death.

However, as if he had deliberately failed his wishes, the shadow of the shadows appeared again on the road that Daga retreated.

The werewolves and the greymen were standing in front, and Hogg came!

"The incompetent weak, Daga will smash you!" The ogre chief roared angrily. The anger would bring impulse and strength. He began to lead the ogre to break through forcibly.

But can't do it.

The leaders of the Garhage Scorpion and the Grey Sagittarius are not weak. Although the ogre chief is stronger than any of them, when the other party unites, the breakout becomes a dream.

Soon, Dorga's arm was ripped off by the wolves, and a skull was also stabbed.

But this guy is really a little perverted. Even in this case, Daga still hurt the gnoll leader, leaving a huge wound in Hogg's abdomen.

But this is also the end, because at this time, the leader of the canine descent has arrived.

As the most powerful leader of the Black Dragon Legion, even if the Ogre Chief is in its heyday, the combat ability will not be much better than Nero, so when the ogre arrives, the hunting will end completely.

Soon, the ogre chief was torn off his hands, and two of his three skulls were broken, completely losing his combat ability.

Even so, this big guy is trying to continue to attack ~ www.ltnovel.com ~, with a lot of pain, opened his mouth to bite Hogg.

Doga's strategy was to fight Hogg for a fight. In the group of enemies, first discard the wolfman. This is the lesson learned by the ogre as a kid, but the leader of the other side has a lot of power. , Daga failed to succeed.

Now that he hasn't succeeded, the ogre chief who has lost his power is even more difficult to pose a threat. Hogg just shifted away from the bite, and then chopped the axe into the ogre's waist and let him The huge body fell to the ground.

The ogre chief lying on the ground is still screaming, his hands have disappeared, his waist and abdomen are seriously injured, his blood is flowing, and only one of his head is still alive, but he has never begged to surrender.

"the host……"

Douga snarled. Now he just wanted to send the message to Sylvia. The enemy's power was not weak, but rather strong, it was their intention.

"Master? Indeed, you will be my best loot to the master."

The goblin leader came over, sturdy front paws resting on his last head, and then burst.