Chapter 237: The Name of My God

The Blackblade Grand Chief wields the 'Dragon Slayer', a monstrous war spear crafted from the spine of a thousand-year-old dinosaur, with eighteen spear blades at the front, known for piercing and slashing.

Integrating reinforcements and gathering nearly 30,000 warriors of the Black Blade Clan, it is rare to have an advantage in the face of the Black Orcs who are less than one-third of their number, and the main reason is that the other party lacks characters above the legendary level, and on the side of the Black Blade Clan, in addition to the legendary peak of the Black Blade Great Chief, there is also a Black Blade Sword Saint and three legendary-level orc totem swordsmen in charge.

Among them, the Sword Master is an epic powerhouse who has completed the Mandate of Heaven, and the old Sword Master who was in Prometheus at the beginning is also an existence of this rank, but his strength has decreased due to serious injuries.

A legendary legion that could easily suppress a thousand-strong legion, because the Black Orc Overseers divided their forces to attack the Orcs, allowing several Blackblade War Gods to breathe and use this time to regain their strength, finally recovering 80% of their strength after the arrival of reinforcements.

The Black-Bladed Sword Saint is the commander of the clan's reinforcements, and his strength is at its peak.

The orc swordmaster was muscular and rugged in appearance, with no armor on his upper body, and his shirtless torso was covered with dense totemic patterns, and his back was decorated with the spiky bones of three unknown creatures, and the clan battle flag was tied to the top.

Holding a straight-edged knife in each hand, the blade is sharp, the blade is long, narrow, and light, and it looks like a weapon that pursues extreme lethality and killing speed.

Juggernaut can only wear cloth armor, and his defense can almost be said to be full of flaws, but this class is the one that takes the characteristics of high attack and weak defense to the extreme.

Dual-wielding weapons, legendary fighting arts!

The dual-wielding weapon technique is one level higher than that of the night, the attack speed of each round is the same, and the attack power is 1.2 times that of ordinary attacks, but one round of attack is two slashes, and the legendary-level dual-wielding can already allow the Juggernaut to perform two martial arts at the same time.

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In the midst of the battle, the night looked back at another battlefield and crushed the head of a Dark Elf warrior with his palm.

The additional ability of the Dragonborn instantly stacks the speed of the night by five layers, and the effect of the [Dragon Wing Technique] is a composite of the three types of spells of [Levitation], [Flight], and [Advanced Acceleration].

The appearance of the dragon wings increases Night's agility by 2 points, while the haste increases by 4 points.

With the use of the dimensional wand, the divine punishment of the night is really like a ghost, freely shuttling through the dark elf group, relying on the blood-sucking ability of the reverse scale to continuously repair injuries.

No matter how high the fighting quality of the Dark Elves is, it is futile to face an opponent who cannot be caught at all, and seeing their companions being killed one by one by their side, fear rises in the hearts of the rest.

Deterrence 15!

Weak Dragon Power +2!

Nights use invisible fear to destroy the Dark Elves' seemingly resilient morale for the Dark Elves, and finally ......

After the death of the seventy-eighth samurai, the Dark Elves retreated in disgrace.

Being able to hold out for so long after the death of the leader, the reputation of the Dark Elves is indeed worthy of the rumored excellence.

With the power of one person to repel the dark elves, Cangye increased nearly 100,000 or so experience points, looking back at the half-orc battlefield, the five-fold mad blood axe has successfully torn a crack within the black orc legion, and countless half-orcs rose up under the stimulation of the desire to survive, causing the crack to continue to expand.

On the other side, the Shamanic Blood War Order was sniped by the Flail Blade, which had returned to its peak state, and Hull, who was at the heart of the vortex, was walking out step by step.

This half-orc is related to the refining of his Remnant Yang Dao Mental Method, and it is also one of the purposes of Cangye, so he can't be allowed to die.

The dragon's wings flapped, rolling the wind in a thousand layers, and the night suddenly flew towards the battlefield.

The metal dragon clan is large and heavy, so it is far inferior to the true dragon races such as the Demon Dragon and the Color Dragon in terms of flight speed, and its endurance is also much worse.

The only good thing about the Night's Awakening Metal Dragon Wing is that it can swing like a weapon.

The night of the raid once again brought pressure to the Blood Order.

A legendary imperial shaman wielded the flail with one hand, and a totem aura appeared in the other, stimulating the eruption of spirit marks and surging more power to bless him.

A spiritual scar - the wind is surging!

A spiritual mark - thunder and lightning feet!

The Imperial Shaman, whose speed had increased suddenly, came to the side of the night in an instant, the flail in his hand raised high, and the hammer head flashed with bright fire.

Double Spirit Mark - Flame Burst!

The dragon wings crossed and swung forward, only to hear a loud bang, the dragon wings were displaced, and the night staggered, and took a few steps backwards.

The power value of the metal dragon wings is around 22, but the power of the shaman can reach 25 in an instant, and the night can be said to be completely suppressed.

"For Ugmar!"

For both the gods and the empire, the shaman's expression was filled with extreme fanaticism, waving the flail to attack here.

Night's eyes locked on the front, and the perspective adjusted, except for this legendary shaman, there were three or five shamans on the periphery, as if they were about to approach this way.

With his own joining, the pressure on them suddenly decreased, and he was intercepted by three legendary shamans, but the flail blade, which fully exerted its epic combat power, could easily suppress them.

The stigma on his arm flashed brightly, and the power of death flew out as a choking hand, pinching the imperial shaman.

Stigmata: Death!

Cangye didn't expect to be able to die a legendary shaman, but he only took advantage of the moment when the opponent was disturbed by a spell to attack.

Sunset on the Remnant Yang Road!

The phoenix flew out, and the four reincarnations of life and death, the imperial shaman who had suffered several heavy blows was scarred, but his expression was still fanatical, and all the spirit marks in his body burst out with high energy, rising his dense qi on the surface of his body.

Quadruple Scar - Fountain of Recovery!

The spirit mark bestowed by the god of Wugmar is only eight times at most, and this energy is also a weakened version of the stigma, and the night can feel the divine breath on the other party's body.

Unlike the Shadow Swordsman, this legendary shaman is favored by the gods, as evidenced by his God-given divinity.

Nights had to rein in their wild and fast attack stance, and they had to be careful when fighting with such legends.

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The Flailed Blade holds a giant shield to block the opponent's attacks, and responds with a great axe.

The huge tomahawk slashed out the wind of killing, and the grand bombardment fell, blasting out cratered marks on the ground as soon as it landed.

Martial Arts - Meteorite Strike!

The giant shield was embedded with the battle axe, and the attack was even more violent, and this time the three legendary shamans finally couldn't resist it, and the barrier they had been struggling to support was blasted open with a single blow.

Martial Arts - Broken Dragon Slash!

The slash, which is claimed to be able to cut off the head of the real dragon's head with a single blow, directly plows out terrifying scars that are several feet deep and stretch for hundreds of feet on the ground, and a shaman can't dodge it, and is directly crushed into meat puree.

The remaining two were in deep fear and shame, and it was unbelievable that a mere orc could be so powerful!

"For Ugmar!"

Despite fear, the worship and fanaticism of the gods and empires finally overcame fear, and the two shamans launched a decisive charge towards the flail.

The Blade of the Flail was about to fight back with a backhand, when suddenly, his brow furrowed and he looked in the direction behind the shaman.

A sturdy figure is slowly approaching, dressed in heavy armor and holding a blood dragon halberd, it is none other than the apostle of Wugmar walking in the human world - the black blade!

This time, the black blade did not hide itself, and the stigma of divinity spread all over the small half of the body, and the rich divine power spread.

Cangye was a little surprised, not because of the appearance of the black blade, but because of the breath on the black blade's body, there was a trace of mottling and impurity under the pure and rich iron-blooded beast divine power.

This means that the other person may have the same divinity as himself, with several different divine instincts.