Black Dragon Code

Garcia was shocked. She had never heard of such cases in the Alliance's shared intelligence before. Neither the demon Barlow, the beetle Anub'arak or the snake Hydra had such richness. Emotional changes, and from the words revealed by the Black Orc derivative, it seems to know more.

"You—not a derivative?"

The elven queen asked, as long as possible, the follow-up forces of the Kingdom of Tiya were about to join the battlefield, and the reinforcements of the neighboring Marha were on their way.

"Of course it is. You don't need to be surprised that I have my own thoughts and emotions."

While moving his muscles, Carlodan said, "I am different from other derivatives. They are just tools of wisdom implanted by Monet, but I am different because I know who‘ I ’is.”

"who are you?"

Garcia followed his words in cooperation, and gave a subtle glance behind him.

"Carlodam Scarlon, this is my old name, but I've died long ago, just like them."

He pointed to the silent black orcs behind him and said calmly, "But Geush rejected us, and he shamefully fled the battlefield, abandoned his people, betrayed glory and disappeared without a trace. The souls that the orcs have nowhere to rest can only go to hell, or stay in some of the shady corners of Eladia to hide in Tibet and tremble until Monet wakes up. "

"I do n’t know how the mother body did it. It brought our souls back to life and shaped them, and shaped the physical body in which the orcs souls can be placed. Now we fight in the name of Monet, you can call us Either an undead orc, or a new orc. "

"I think the Dark Orc is more appropriate."

Garcia sneered and said that she had always shown no interest in things on the dark side, and that the elves and orcs were their deadly enemies.

"It doesn't matter what you think."

The Dark Orc leader Carlodan said that he turned around, re-held the handle of the black giant blade, and pulled it lightly from the ground. "Even if I know you are procrastinating, I would like to say more because I have already I haven't spoken in many years, but unfortunately time is not allowed, so ... let's get started. "

His voice suddenly became stern, and he growled, "Kill them all!"

"Roar!" The Chimeras roared deterred.

But this had no effect, the elves immediately fell into siege, and the dark orcs all swarmed up.

But it did not include Garcia, and only Carrollan, who was approaching slowly with a huge blade in front of her, "you seem to be the king here, and I will give you a fair duel."

The words fell and the derivatives began to accelerate.

Garcia took a deep breath, bowed slightly to the dark orc Carlodan, and sprinted without retreating. The movement was exactly the same as the orc. She shook hands with the long sword and stood still. The feedback received on her perception told her that her opponent was strong and very strong , Life is rare.

Both sides kicked the ground at the same time, the knee joint burst with unusual energy, one swift and one stiff, the figure pulled two trajectories in high-speed movement, they leap, and the weapon edge collided in the air.

The imaginary link did not appear.

Garcia was lifted off directly, the elven queen slammed into the distant land, and her calf below the knees were all sinking into the deep soil. The strength of the other side was much greater than she imagined. She turned to look around and found other Most of the elves have also suffered severe damage. These dark orcs can even pull Chimera, and they are not an order of magnitude in strength.

Their archetypes are not the orcs of the Third Age, but the uncursed ancient orcs. Garcia took a deep breath, and just pulled his leg out of the sinking dirt, and had no time to think about it. The Dark Orc leader rushed to the front at the same speed as the shell, close, vacated, and jumped!

The queen couldn't do that explosive speed and strength, she could only block with a crossblade, holding the blade with her other hand.

The giant blade slashed on the long blade, and Garcia blocked it, but it was followed by a storm-like slash, the second, third, and fourth ... faster than once, and heavier than once. .

In the end, the elven queen fell to her knees on one knee because she couldn't bear the ever-increasing blow. Even if the land was soft, she couldn't remove such a huge force. She broke the bones with the joints of her hands and could hardly hold the sword.

But this is not the end. Neither the ancient orcs, orcs or dark orcs will show mercy at this time. When the elven king fell to his knees, Carlodan immediately kicked to her belly, and the titan hit the target with his iron hoof. The spikes on the orc's iron boots penetrated Garcia's bellyplate fiercely, and the huge force made her rise from the ground and threw herself into the sky, and then smashed back to the ground under the tear of gravity.

"Oh!"

The dust was overflowing.

Before the smoke had dispersed, Carlodan had already come to this place. Without a word, he dragged the giant blade forward, and the sound of friction between the blade and the ground gradually approached, like the death knell of death.

"Cough, cough."

No one believed that Garcia could still stand up, but she did. The elven king's eyes were completely covered with white light, and the whole body was filled with divine waves. The wound was healing quickly. The broken bones were reconnected and cracks had appeared. Covered by the blazing white flames of her long sword, she stared at the dark orc in a sturdy and offensive posture.

"Family?"

Although it was a questioning tone, there was no expression of surprise on Carlodam's face. He raised his left hand and pinched the neck behind his neck, slightly raised his head, and said, "I really envy you lucky creatures."

When he let go, he was extraordinary.

Carlodan's scarlet eyes became stern, his body swelled up to three meters, his muscles bulged and stacked like hills, and dense veins of blood vessels appeared on the surface of the skin, like a monster in the abyss.

The Dark Orc leader activates the bloodline power and enters the legend.

From this moment on, the majestic divine energy can make Garcia unscrupulous to cast spells. She raises her hand, and the elements instantly gather at her fingertips, condensing into a rushing blade entity.

The same moment Carrollan stepped, Blade Storm left the cage.

The blade storm shoots in a huge space, and each collision produces an unpleasant sharp friction sound. The loose surface is lifted and rolled up by huge energy, mixed with the physical blade to face the charge. Dark orc.

Elements bloom.

The stars fell.

spark.

Hot!

By the time Carlodam stood before Garcia again, he was covered with blood.

However, there was no painful expression on this guy's face. The action was as fierce as ever. Garcia was forced to fight with her close again. She actually had a way to pull the distance and rely on spells to hit Carlodan. But there were black orcs everywhere. The fighting elf, she was afraid of hurting her compatriots by mistake.

"Why ..." Garcia was shocked by the changes in the orcs, and he couldn't help but ask in frequent parries: "You tell me this is a body created by Monet. Why can such a body also use the power of the ancient orcs?"

Carlottan heard her, and didn't mind giving an explanation, but her words were almost roaring because of the fierce offensive: "Because you don't understand, you don't understand where our power comes from. Do you think it is bloodline? What a mistake! "

A powerful blow.

Garcia dodged by instinct, but the black arm of the orc had turned her into a claw, covering her, hindering her movement. She had to change her dodge to defense, the sword of the queen's radiant sword was cut by the giant blade, and her strength was torn again. Her muscles.

But this was an opportunity. Garcia seized the gap between the opponents' second lifts, forcing the painful part of the torn arm to deflect the sword, and the lightning flashed to Carlodan's chest, shining the white flame on the sword. Blazing, it takes only a second to burn out blood and internal organs.

"The elves' fighting skills are really terrible," Carlodan said inexplicably.

The next moment, he grabbed the sword with his left hand, held it and locked it. The raging white flame almost burned through his palm, and a smell of meat spread out, but the dark orc ignored Regarding, and said to Garcia, "I am very Regret "expression.

The Great Blade is coming again ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Metal scream, flesh lament, bones whine, the sharp blade tears the queen's armor, cuts the queen's waist, cuts the queen's bone, From behind her, the mellow blood of the elves swelled from the wound, and under the extremely high blood pressure, it seemed like Hong Tao breaking the bank.

The elven queen was chopped and fell like a disconnected kite. The body blessed by divine energy could not stop the great power. The last blade of the dark orc almost separated her up and down.

"Your Majesty!" This scene screamed many elves near and far,

Garcia was as light as a leaf floating down to the sky, and the soil beneath her was soon soaked with blood, her breath gradually weakened, and her white hair spread out, like a flower in a pool of blood .

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