"Impossible!"

The gladiatorial directors who dealt with ferocious monsters all day long, as well as the guards who guarded the slaves, were all stunned. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe humanoid monster in front of you is beyond the scope of human imagination.

Despite the mysterious merchant's repeated admonitions, the guards saw the burly size of the orcs and still imprisoned them according to the standards of the trolls. In their minds, it was impossible for even two trolls to break free.

They were wrong.

Originally, the power of orcs was above that of trolls, let alone rampaging orcs who had drunk the blood of demons.

With a roar that shook the arena, a hundred berserk orcs broke free from their cages and struck out where there was light.

All of them are definitely powerful men in terms of human beings, and they are like children in front of them. The long whip used to punish the slaves and so on only provoked them to be more ferocious.

Huge fists smashed into the faces of the scarred, vicious-looking guards, and the unrivalled power easily smashed everything in its touch.

The cheekbones collapsed instantly, followed by the temples and jawbone, and then the entire skull. Before the human body's cervical vertebrae could be supported or cushioned, the frenzied force had shattered the entire skull.

Yellow, white, red, and colorful liners stained the walls of the Colosseum with the blood of the slaves that otherwise turned them black, the color of the abuser's side.

"Ahh

More guards arrived, bringing the best gear they could.

However, this is of no avail.

These rampaging orcs can set off a bloody storm with a straight punch and a flick of their arms. When the orcs came to their senses, there was not a single living person in the basement of the entire gladiatorial arena except for the orcs.

The inexplicable voice seemed to guide them, and they seemed to feel the unyielding angry soul of the Great Chief's black hand roaring.

The black-handed guards in the lead of the "Lok-Narash" shouted, asking the orcs to arm themselves.

They quickly got all the heavy weapons they could collect, smashed open the doors of the arena, and saw the light......

“lok\'tarogar！”

Victory, death!

In this unknown land full of humans, in a place full of enemies all around, the glory of the tribe and the rampaging demonic blood in their bodies drove them to charge the tallest and most ornate building.

The city guards were alarmed, and when they heard the news, they saw a group of green-skinned peerless murderous creatures.

"Don't be afraid! These are orcs! Form a formation and encircle him......" Before the squad leader could finish shouting, a huge iron pillar thicker than a human thigh had already swept in.

The black-handed guard who took the lead taught these human warriors who had never fought against orcs a good lesson with their unparalleled strength, and this lesson was called Strength!

The round shields neatly arranged in a row did not look like shields at all, and they were easily swept away by the heavy iron pillars in one go. The sound of the round shield covered with iron sheets was mixed with the screams and wails of the city guards, which deeply stimulated the nerves of every city guard behind them.

Fear easily gripped their hearts.

For a moment, even my heart forgot to beat.

The dilated pupils of each eye reflected this terrifying figure that was three meters tall, not at all like a creature, more like a demon god from ancient times!

"Ahhhhh The second row of guards was almost stunned.

They paid with their lives for a brief loss of consciousness on the battlefield.

The muscles of the orc guards swelled to the point that they almost exploded, and under the power of the giants, the super-long iron pillar that had been swung out with all their strength stopped within half a meter, and in turn swept again!

Those who fell to the ground became evaded, and eight of the city guards in the second row were stopped and swept off.

The scene was so bloody that it easily overwhelmed their sanity.

"Ahhh

Coming out of the Colosseum is Lordaeron, known as the first avenue of Gladiator Street.

This street, which mainly sells swords and weapons, has always been the favorite of dignitaries and nobles. The general public is not eligible to enter this street. As a subsidiary industrial chain of the gladiatorial arena, this street not only has a large number of high-quality weapons and armor that far exceed the standard weapons, but also has a variety of rare equipment and accessories.

A gladiator armed with a tattered sword and a garbage shield will not receive much cheer, no matter how good his skills are.

Gladiators and nobles who owned gladiators would invest in ornate armor ornaments on their favorite gladiators. After all, this is where their face lies.

So, the black-handed guards who took the lead found the skull of a huge hexagonal horned rhino. This huge skull has been soaked in molten iron, and it has already become extremely hard, and with the six huge horns sticking forward, this is completely a terrifying equipment that integrates attack and defense.

The only problem is that it's too heavy for even a troll slave to move.

But now, all the cheap black hands are guarded.

Holding it, the Blackhand guard easily caught up with a carriage with an ornate noble coat of arms, and crashed into it with its hard, sharp horns. Half a second later, the entire carriage was shattered, and the people inside were reduced to scarlet shards.

Blood and entrails stained the entire Gladiator Street.

When the orcs slaughtered from this end of the street to the end of the long street, they were presented with a huge plaza with a fountain and a huge building with a pure white façade.

"Lok\'Tarogar!" the Black Hand guard let out another earth-shattering roar.

Without the slightest hesitation, it was just a hundred orcs who launched an attack on the palace of Lordaeron, which had the most guards and the most heavily defended.

"Dangdang!"

When the palace of Lordaeron did not have time to put away the drawbridge, and even the palace gate was breached, not only the high-ranking of Lordaeron, but also the priest who was preaching in the temple of the palace were alarmed.

"There are enemies in the palace of Lordaeron?" Listening to the shouts of killing not far away, a burly male priest suddenly stood up: "Teacher Fao, I'll take a look." ”

Seeing his disciple easily lift a heavy war hammer, the archbishop sighed. This disciple is good at everything, his devotion to the Holy Light, and his belief in the Holy is unparalleled. But I always feel that he is a little out of place with the profession of a priest!

"Here you go!" (To be continued.) )