Black Dragon Code

"Bloodline ..." An orc rubbed his eyes and murmured in his mouth.

Gal's body has unexpected changes, completely transcending past cognitive categories, and his body is quickly becoming similar to Carlo Dan.

This blood power that had long disappeared from the orcs after the end of the Second Age is now reappearing on Gal.

Gal reached out and held Carlodan's wrist, tightened tightly, the wrist bone broke in a "click" sound, Carlodan growled in pain, he could not pull back, Gal's arm was like a catch The beast clamp, far more than ever held his hand firmly.

Carlodan turned and kicked Gal's chest, making a loud noise, the sound of cracking bones, the two figures separated, Carlodan turned in a volley of 360 degrees and turned down.

Garr crouched, his whole body swelled like boiling water, he opened his mouth to spit out a thick **** sputum, took a deep breath, inhaled a huge amount of oxygen, and then stood slowly.

"It looks like you have done your best."

Carlodan looked at him and said, "In the glory days, such power is the basic quality needed to be a true chief. Legend, it is just the beginning."

"But you are over." Gal said.

When both sides kicked the ground at the same time, the bending knee joint burst into an unusually powerful force. It is difficult to imagine that the orc could maintain the fast speed that can cause the eyeballs to follow the speed of the huge body. Gal and Carlodan wrestled in the flat valley. They all make a deafening roar, they chase each other, and the air waves of the fists and feet are causing pain.

Legend has it that legendary warriors can bathe in magma, and this is their power.

The two fists back at the same time, stepping on the rocks under his feet, and Carlodine took a slight pause. After all, his use is not his own body, but only a container. This slight difference can be ignored in the state of advantage against the enemy. Disregarding it, but when you really meet evenly matched opponents, this weakness will show up.

He arched his body and started the charge again, and Gal flew up, closing his right hand into a claw, catching Carrollan's elbow and picking up, his left fist was sharp, and the iron cone generally hit his armpit.

Carlodam felt the stagnation of his body and was unable to stop the blow, but after all he was a war-torn ancient orc chieftain. Although he suffered a great loss, he did not unconsciously distance himself at this moment, but he held back his right arm. As if suffering from heavy hammers, he slammed into Gal's body very quickly, and his right foot had already appeared behind Gal, and he had to trip it backhand.

If the killing experience is not rich, even if you have the power of the legendary realm, it is easy to be moved back to the situation by this sudden move. Unfortunately, Gal's combat experience is absolutely rich. He can be called the Great Chief by the Blackwing Empire Orc clan, They were all fought with tomahawks and fists. The words "chief chief" were covered with blood and scars.

The original speed of absolute suppression has caught up, and Gal will no longer be easily knocked down by Carlodan. When Carlodan's shoulders just touched Gal's chest, Gal's elbow had slammed into Carlodan's face fiercely. The muffled sounds almost at the same time!

Gall covered his chest and slumped back, Carlodine sitting on the ground with his back bent, blood and water splashing out with sweat, and two broken fangs flew out of the air in the air.

"you lose."

Gall slowed and gasped, and although his body seemed to break, he barely supported his body and walked forward slowly.

The orc's EQ is relatively low, but until now, he has probably understood Carlodan's intentions. The opponent is fully capable of killing himself in the first fight, but Carlodan did not do that, but continued to The humiliation of humiliation to squeeze his potential, eventually led to his defeat.

"It seems you already understand, boy." Carlodan looked up at him, his teeth filled with blood.

"That's your purpose?" Gal gasped.

"Monet's will drove me here. To be honest, I didn't expect my opponent to be an orc descendant." He smiled: "I want to see if my descendants are qualified enough, if really Bad, you're dead now. "

"So, isn't the curse really right?"

"of course it's true."

Carlodan said affirmatively, "You children, I am afraid that they will not be able to get involved in the legend throughout their lives. That is our fault. The defeat of the Second Age brought deep suffering to the orcs. . "

"thank you."

Garr took a deep breath, as if with enough effort to say two words: "ancestors."

"You don't need to say thank you, but you have to remember that your own power alone cannot lift the curse for the orc. The black dragon is very strong and very strong. Since you are fighting for it, if you have the opportunity, you can try to ask ... ... "

At halfway, Carlodine suddenly shut his mouth, his eyes were covered with bloodshot for a moment, his muscles surged again, and the sound of rattling bones in his body was turning.

His shoulders trembled suddenly. With the drastic changes in the bones, Carlowan's body burst into a tsunami-like killer. A completely different momentum spread out. The majestic power flowed on the surface of the body. He stretched out his hand, and the dark giant blade 铮Ming back to his hands.

Garr's pupils shrank into a needle-like shape instantly. He didn't know what was happening in Carlodam, but this was by no means a force they could currently resist. I am afraid that black-wing leaders like Erha and Nero would not even be able to do it!

The rumbling sound was deafening, and the next moment it faded into nothingness, just like the two paintings that suddenly switched, the dark-colored giant blade that had just been held in Carlodan's hand, now inserted into his own chest.

"This is ..." Gal looked confused.

"You don't need to understand that it has nothing to do with orcs."

Carlo Dan sat down with his legs spread apart, and released his hand holding the giant blade. The breath returned to its former calmness, and blood quickly permeated his chest and back: "Can you come a little bit? Boy."

"Okay." Gal thought for two seconds, nodded in agreement, he took a few steps forward, leaned down on one knee and half-knelt, and looked at Carlodan.

"What is your name?"

"Gall."

"What about the last name?"

"Gall Crow."

Since the defeat of the Second Age dynasty, many famous orc surnames have disappeared in the continuous pursuit of human beings. Most of the surviving orcs did not have their own surnames. They can only use the regrouped tribes as surnames. Northland jackal clan.

"It's stupid, let's change another one. How about Scaron?" Carlottan's dark-skinned face gave a faint smile: "Gar Scaron."

"……it is good."

Gall bowed his waist ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ and bowed his head in front of Carlodan.

Carlodam touched Gal's head in the palm of his hand and said in a very low tone: "Prince Carlodam Skaron, you are allowed to use Skaron as my surname, and I take my blood as an oath to witness the orc descendants carrying the name of the ancestor . "

With each word, a large puddle of blood poured out of his mouth, and afterwards his voice was extremely weak.

"You-are you leaving?"

"The times have changed, maybe the Eladia Orc is no longer eligible to reach the top." Carlodan smiled, raised his weak hand, and scratched his chest: "But boy, even if he can't reproduce the glory of yesterday, Become a great guy ... "

This was the last word in Carlodan's life, and he closed his eyes when he had finished speaking.

His soul can neither go to the kingdom of God, nor can he enter Hell. After he actively dissipates, he can only drift with the wind and become nothing. In the future, Monet will no longer be Carlodam even if he resurrects the dark orc derivative.

Galtley's paralysis sat on the ground, squinting, his limbs seemingly not belonging to him.