A monstrous sea of blood rushed in, and the number of wolves galloping far exceeded that of the Black Orc Legion after the Great War.

Although the Black Orcs eventually won the battle, they themselves suffered heavy losses, close to the number of killed in the three legions, more than 6,000 soldiers were wounded, and less than 60,000 people were left in the total number of people who were truly capable of fighting.

This is a tired and panting bull who is extremely limited in his ability to fight back against a hungry wolf.

"Formation!"

The legion commanders roared hoarsely, and under their orders, the black orc soldiers formed an arc battle formation, and the superposition of the outermost layers of tower shields was like an iron wall.

The blood waves surged into this copper wall, and the impact force became stronger and stronger each time, and the water droplets that penetrated in the blood tide penetrated into the bodies of countless black orc warriors.

For a while, the screams were frequent.

Countless warriors were hollowed out under the horrified gaze of their companions, and their bodies became more and more thin, but blood continued to gush out of their mouths, turning into blood wolves and merging into the blood waves.

The impact was one wave after another, and soon, with the tragic deaths of hundreds of warriors, all gaps were breached, and hungry wolves poured in like a tidal wave to slaughter the black orcs.

As long as there is blood in the body, no one can resist the killing of the blood wolf.

The seemingly invincible Black Orc Legion was being eliminated one by one with extreme humiliation and terrifying injuries, and their flesh and bones were reorganized by the mysterious energy manipulated by the scarlet giant eyes in the sky.

The reassembled body was a large wolfbeast skeleton with a pair of bony wings growing out of its back and three snake-like tails swinging behind its tail.

With the remains of countless black orcs to create a temporary acting body for himself, the wolf god's will and divine power descended, and this avatar completely collapsed the mystery value of this space at the moment it was first formed.

The night was still immobile under the wolf god's murderous gaze, and at this time, he shifted his gaze to the headless corpse of Kaman Hunt.

Looking at the warlord whose body was already cold, a brilliant idea suddenly appeared in Cangye's mind.

In the blink of an eye, since the arrival of the wolf god, most of the black orcs have been slaughtered, and the remaining legions still maintain a tenacious and strong will to fight to resist the crushing of the gods, but this will also continue to compress under the continuous impact of divine power, and it is only a matter of time before it collapses completely.

……

The wounded and retreating Sage once again came to the wolf god, looking up at the cruel god who had enslaved his own people, and the courage and fearlessness of his spirit were all the more precious under the continuous baptism of the Great Terror.

The divine brilliance continued to flicker, and a heavy stigma ability was activated, and the divine power was intertwined to subtly change Hull's spirit, gradually transforming from the vision of mortals until it completed the real-

Transcendental!

This radiance belonging to the orc god disgusted Wolf Sakya:

"Disgusting flies!"

With a wave of the claws, the impact wrapped in divine power spread out a mountain of interlocking shadows, pressing straight towards the earth.

The Sage stood in front of the night, and was the first to bear the brunt of the wolf god's killing intent.

Divinity to divinity, a muffled snort came from Hull's mouth, and although the figure was still standing, the impact crater of triple expansion had cracked under his feet, and the scope was getting wider and deeper.

Cangye looked at Hull's back, and this thin body was slowly awakening with a magnificent will.

Following this will to connect to the heavens, a new star seems to rise in the dark and deep universe, and the shining morning star heralds the birth of a new god.

The god of the half-orcs is about to succeed in becoming a god, and at that time, Hel, as a saint, will be able to meet the will of the god of the half-orcs to confront the wolf god.

There is still time.

With the intervention of the Sage, Cangye was able to break free from the murderous gaze of the wolf god, and with the pressure plummeting, he struggled forward, and came to the corpse of Kaman Soul Hunter step by step.

The hands were placed on each other's bodies, and the hands of the night were also shining with divine brilliance.

[Divine power is decreasing, -1, -2......]

The divinity quickly peeled away from the night's body, and then merged into the corpse, and under this mysterious energy transformation, the corpse immediately underwent a wonderful transformation.

Nearly 5 points of divine energy were peeled off, and another terrifying will was awakening in the corpse of Kaman Soul Hunter.

Here's your chance!

The spirit of the night was then injected into the corpse, linking to the divinity, and sure enough, the night suddenly entered a majestic and vast spiritual world.

It was a vast expanse of sea, with huge shadows suspended in the sea, and a faint light was manifested inside.

It was a spot of light formed by the divine injection of the night, and under the injection of his own spirit, there were more and more spots of light on the shadows, densely covering the entire shadow.

Warlords are a cellular part of the Witchmar Orc Empire, and the ruler of each warlord must be an epic powerhouse blessed by the god of Witchmar.

The so-called blessing is called [Soul of the Iron and Blood Dictator], and it can be used when the Warlord Lord is in danger, and his power can be forcibly raised to the Mythical Rank in an instant.

Kaman Hunter was a proud warlord who did not bother to use God's blessings on orcs until death came, and by the time the scythe of death fell, he had already been in a different place by the time he reacted.

Fortunately, the blessing does not dissipate with the death of the blessed person, so there is room for the night to be used.

Soon, most of the shadow was covered by patches of light, and above the light, criss-crossed lines of lines twisted into the shape of a night.

This blessing was finally manipulated by the night, and the dazed soul from the god of Wugmar was attracted by the divinity of the night, and was swallowed by it.

The 'Plaguebringer' sprinkled the Flower of Hell on the corpse, and the light flecks turned into black flower patterns, and the cold will of the night settled into the stiffened body, and the blessing from the god of Witchmar fell into the control of the alien.

The soul of the Iron and Blood Dictator!

The superbrain continues to output, and the spiritual power is divided into hundreds of thousands of silk threads, stringing up the corpse, and then it can swing flexibly.

Plague Servants!

Manipulating it by the night, the activated Soul of the Iron and Blood Dictator raised the corpse's combat power to the legendary level.

The total values of the five dimensions, such as Constitution, Strength, Agility, and Spirit, have broken through to the realm above 30, and the strength and Constitution have reached 37 and 38.

The Night itself retreated into the background, and the reawakened, powerful puppet rushed towards the wolf god under its control.

With the black knife in his hand, the [Madman Memory] was frantically superimposed on the blade, and an indescribable terrifying aura surrounded the hilt, and on the handle of the knife, a black vertical pupil opened again, staring at the wolf god.