Chapter 240: The Warrior Who Swings His Blade at God
The god of Wugmar, the former orc god is the god of wisdom, and now the new orc god is the main god, also known as the iron-blooded beast god, the ruler of the black tide, and the god of black steel ravage.
The main god of a god system, although his godhead cannot be compared with the god king of the top god system like the Lord of Death, but it is much stronger than ordinary gods, and the pantheon holds the inner god position, which is much stronger than the god of blood and killing, the god of battle, and other secondary true gods, and the master of Caligula, the master of war, can be compared with Wugmar.
The incarnation of the god of Wugmar appeared to be a black orc with an iron tower-like body, about 30 feet tall, covered with black armor without any light refraction, and from a distance it looked like a black hole that devoured light.
The god's weapon is a blood-colored halberd, which is somewhat similar to the blood dragon halberd at a rough look, but when you really look at it, you can feel the vigorous vitality transmitted from the inside of this weapon.
It's a living weapon.
The fifth-order artifact 'Sauromier', which means 'blood-stained wisdom', has reached the realm of heart-to-heart with the artifact user in an almost eternal period of time, and has completely integrated into the part of the divine body, although it is only a reflection accompanying the incarnation of the god, but there is no limit to the artifact ability except that the power remains one-half of the main body.
Fear, humiliation, and reluctance...... All kinds of complicated thoughts were intertwined in his heart, and the extremely arrogant Black-Bladed Sword Saint could not tolerate himself kneeling on the ground in such a humiliating way, even if the object of his worship was God!
The beastly roar gave vent to the most suppressed anger, and the Blackbladed Sword Master struggled and jumped up against the might of the gods, his roar getting louder and louder, unwilling to be despised by the gods or surrendered to the authority of the gods.
The moment the blade was raised—
The incarnation of the god waved the artifact, and the roaring red storm instantly attacked the sword saint, the majestic power was unstoppable, and the black-edged sword saint tasted an overwhelming rout for the first time, and was blasted hundreds of zhang away by a single blow, hitting the hills in the distance, and directly shattering the entire mountain.
Retracting the artifact, the god of Wugmar didn't look at the direction in which the sword saint flew out, and with an indifferent expression, the slight movement was as insignificant as bouncing off an insect.
Divine power is like hell!
Cangye felt a god more terrifying than he had ever experienced in the White City, and this heavy divine power was comparable to the most powerful god killer in the mortal earth.
The so-called legends, the so-called epics and even myths are jokes in front of the real gods!
The orcs had all left the battlefield and fled as fast as they could, and the power of the gods came, and both the young and the old, the young, the old, the young, and the women and children all ran away with great fear, and did not dare to stay for a moment.
Feeling the crisis, Nightnight also prepared to retreat after killing the last group of pursuing black orcs.
"You go, I'll stay."
The flail blade inexplicably dropped a word, picked up the shield axe and walked straight in the direction of the god of Wugmar.
"You can't stop God!"
Cangye said bluntly.
Bloodaxe followed almost without any thought.
"Add me and you'll have a chance."
The night was silent, not because there was a chance, but because there was still little hope. Fighting the incarnation of a god must also have at least god-killer-level combat power, and at the very least, a demigod or a grand arcanist, and the chances of a mythical professional even surviving the first round of attacks are very slim.
"You can't go!"
The Flail Blade stopped the Blood Axe.
"My life has come to an end, but you are different, you are a born hero, and the race needs you."
The life of the unshackled Blade of the Flails had burned to the extreme, and the fine golden light wrapped around the body in flame patterns, rendering a blazing light.
This majesty is equivalent to the level of the peak of the epic.
"I don't need to stop the Black Orc God, I just need to buy enough time."
As he spoke, the Flailed Blade actually laughed.
"When we fought side by side with our gods, we had more than one god against us!"
All the Candleflame Guards silently watched the leader's departure, and that broad back might become an eternal memory later.
The Candlefire Guardian, the god of the orcs, was the first companion to fight side by side with the free orcs, and he was also the personal guard who accompanied the hero to sweep the orc world, liberate his compatriots, and fight in the first array.
However, when the hero is in a desperate situation, his guards are not by his side to fight alongside, and they are ordered to divert the seed that carries the hope of the orcs away.
In the end, after the fall of the hero, each of the Candleflame Divine Guards put layers of chains and shackles on their bodies as punishment for their own betrayal of God.
They are the original founders of the Church of the Orc God 'Blade', and they are the backbone of welcoming the return of the Orc God.
The Blade of the Flails, his life may have been forgotten in the years, but he will never forget when the hero smashes the shackles under his feet and screams and knocks down the slave owner, only for the slave owner to nearly kill a half-orc slave who fell to his knees because of his mistake.
That slave is himself.
Fate guides himself to follow the hero to liberate the orc race, and guides himself to leave when the hero needs him most, but leads himself to run around for the return of the hero who has transformed into a god.
And now, fate has to sacrifice itself.
A divine aura radiated from the body of the flailed blade, and it exploded in an instant, soaring into the sky.
At the same time, a broken blade in the unconscious Hull's arms bloomed with a little starlight, surrounding his body, and the same aura lingered around his body.
In a trance, Cangye seemed to see a majestic figure appear behind the flail blade, majestic and sacred, rendering blood-colored tragedy, and with the will to move forward and die without regrets.
It was the god of the orcs, the heroes who fought to the death for the liberation of the race in the past, and the god of the race who was about to return in the future.
Across the river of eternity, souls that should have been destroyed long ago have been able to continue to burn by inheriting divinity.
The Blade of the Flail has at least 20 or more divinity points in its body, and there is only one stigmata ability.
Stigmata: Sacrifice!
The strength gradually moved to the peak, and when it reached the limit, it should be a mythical level close to the combat power of a demigod, but the price paid for this was the destruction of divinity and one's own life.
The god of Witchmar turned his head, his eyes looking at the flail as he approached him, as if he were looking at a bug trying to challenge him.
Countless black orcs swept towards the Flailed Blade like a frenzy.
As his strength gradually increased, the divinity left in his body was sublimated to the fullest, and the blade of the flail swung his battle axe to smash into the enemy.
Unstoppable, without deliberate dodge, rampage, the swinging shield axe tore a crack in the steel barrier formed by the black orcs.
The rift continued to expand, and with one foot knocking on the ground, the divinity of the flail blade burned to the peak, and the whole body power was poured into the weapon, slashing forward.
The sky shimmered with brilliant brilliance, and the light descended, turning into a sharp blade that swept the earth to cut through the turbid world, slicing through the jungle of black steel, and its final direction was to get the iron-blooded god standing on the other side.
With an arrogant beast shadow, cold-blooded wisdom, and deep divine might, he is the main god of the new orc god line, Wu Gema.