"WAAAAAGH."
"WAAAAAGH."
"WAAAAAGH."
The orc boys responded to their emperor.
Uruk was one of the orc boys, he also shouted while holding an axe in one hand and patting his head with the other.
Encouraged by Boss Uffer, he excitedly rushed to the front.
While swinging and chopping, he took out a few grenades from his waist and threw them among the insects.
With a bang, the impact force of the explosion rose like a mushroom.
All the insects flew up as well.
The air was filled with bomb fragments and insect heads, arms and cicada wings.
“WAAAAAGH!
”Uruk shouted excitedly.
Seeing his actions, the other boys followed suit.
With their strong muscles, throwing bombs is not a difficult task for them.
Can be easily thrown among those bugs.
Of course, sometimes they would throw it in the wrong direction and blow their own people away.
There is no concept of accuracy in the world of orcs.
A real orc can only let Brother Gomao decide where to go and who to beat up.
Led by Uruk, the boys kept throwing bombs.
Twist it, throw it, and then explode it.
Watching the opponent's arm being blown off or listening to the sound of the explosion are both very exciting things.
Just a few grenades thrown accurately can liven up the atmosphere on the entire battlefield.
The sound of explosions was endless, there were the sounds of enemies crying and screaming, and the cries of fart monsters whose toes were blown off.
The battlefield was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
When the bugs rushed over, Uruk also rushed forward.
Follow Boss Wu Fu and kill indiscriminately.
The weapons on Boss Ufo's armor kept firing, beams of light and missiles flew out, shaking the entire city wall.
Flames like tall towers shot up into the sky, and countless buildings were destroyed and turned into ruins.
Beams of plasma with temperatures as high as tens of millions of degrees Celsius swept across.
Enemies were killed in droves.
No matter what realm you are in, you are all treated equally in front of the plasma heat flow.
However, gathered on this city wall are all the powerful men of the Mayfly Clan.
Even if one mayfly falls, there are still thousands and millions of mayflies.
... ... ..
The fighting became more intense.
Battles broke out everywhere on the vast city walls.
Thousands of mayflies fluttered their wings and flew into the air.
The long swords in their hands were all infused with sword energy and supreme sword intent.
The mayfly in the lead showed extraordinary demeanor, riding the wind, with two swords in his hands so sharp that they could cut through heaven and earth.
"It's him."
The mayflies that experienced tragic casualties showed hope in their compound eyes.
That mayfly was the legendary strongest swordsman, who once subdued a million-strong army of thirteen countries with one sword, and was so arrogant that he forced all the families to stay indoors.
He single-handedly founded the world-famous Beiming Sword Art.
In recent years, Beiming Sword Dao has been the most desired holy land for swordsmen all over the world.
"The three thousand sword immortals of Beiming Sword Dao will never retreat until death." The words of the mayfly were ethereal, revealing endless unrestrainedness and an indomitable determination to move forward.
"And there is the saint who is said to have enlightened the world."
Amid the endless sound of chanting, a statue of the Mayfly Saint with a halo behind him and exuding endless sacred aura also came accompanied by his disciples.
He carries the sun and the moon on his shoulders and holds a scroll of supreme scriptures in his hand. Every step he takes gives birth to a lotus. The avenue resonates in harmony, which is extremely terrifying.
Legendary saints arrived one after another.
Each of them brought with them terrifying visions and emanated a horrifying aura that made the heavens tremble and the sun and moon shake.
With every gesture and movement, the rhythm of Tao flows and the auspicious aura lingers.
Under the gaze of the mayflies, the saints gathered together, shining with endless brilliance.
So many terrifying and powerful mayfly warriors gathered together, causing time and space to collapse, the light was bright, and the scene was astonishing.
"If you want to pass through this wall, you have to ask me whether the sword of Bei Ming is the same or not."
The words uttered by the Northern Sword Immortal were sonorous and powerful, carrying the principles of swordsmanship, so sharp that his words alone could cut into hearts and souls.
But before he could finish, the whole thing was gone.
A plasma beam tens of kilometers thick swept across the city wall.
Cover all those saint-level and demigod-level mayflies.
When the light disappeared, terrifying white heat emanated from the glazed wall.
Those saints and sword masters have disappeared without a trace, not even their bones are left, they have been completely wiped out.
The orc technicians operating the star destroyer cannon cheered.
They targeted the next area, specifically going after the glowing bugs.
Wherever it passed, everything turned to ashes, completely wiped out by the destructive energy without leaving a trace.
This scene made countless powerful mayfly warriors despair.
They couldn't believe their eyes.
What just happened actually happened!
How is it possible?
Those people just now are the strongest in the world of mayflies.
The Sword Immortal of Bei Ming and the Taoist Patriarch, each of them is said to have seen through the secrets of heaven and is only one step away from becoming a god.
You only need to wait until the great age comes, and you can become a god.
But now they were all killed by the enemy at once!
How could such power exist!
Such a power cannot exist!
This is not a power that any living being can master!
Those damn invaders, who on earth are they
Why is it so powerful
On one side is the foolish denial of emotion, and on the other side is the fear deep in the mind.
A feeling of despair involuntarily emerged in the hearts of every mayfly.
The last moment, they were full of confidence, thinking that with the arrival of these saints, they would be able to turn the tide of the battle.
But the flash of light just now completely destroyed the hope in their hearts and brought endless despair.
"Wherever the evil two-headed eagle emblem goes, only destruction will follow."
A powerful mayfly who was painstakingly studying the way of heaven muttered to himself, full of despair and madness.
The mayfly clan is finished.
... ... ...
Wherever Uruk and others went, the insects were frightened and screamed.
They no longer had the courage to fight Uruk and others.
Saint level is like an ant, demigod level is like a big ant, how can we fight like this!
No matter how you fight, it's a dead end!
The insects turned and fled, but Uruk would not give them a chance.
He came here just to gain the favor of the Holy Emperor and the second brother Gao Mao.
The only way to achieve this goal is to fight.
Just kill all these little bugs.
He replaced the Kankan, picked up the Tutu, and rushed forward.
Every time I pulled the trigger, several bugs in front of me fell to the ground.
A few bugs wanted to fight back, but Uruk snorted coldly, took his big cannon and smashed their heads into pieces, and then shot seven or eight bugs away at the same time.
A bug raised the sword in its hand and pierced Uruk's body.
Although the insects' swords were long, they were too thin, and they didn't feel anything when they pierced into Uruk's huge body.
He cursed inwardly, picked up the bug with one hand, and rammed its head against the other's face. After a few hits, the bug's head was smashed to pieces.
After dealing with the bugs in his hands, Uruk continued to charge with his boys.
Wulf was at the center of the battlefield, and the mayflies could see that he was the leader of the invaders, but they could do nothing.
The heavy armor and protective force field rendered all their attacks ineffective.
Even a sword master couldn't break through that thick defense.
In addition, there is a WAAAAGH force field on Ufo's body surface.
It was impossible to break his defense.
The mayflies attempt to activate a defense tower on a city wall.
As they channeled their power into the defense tower, it was briefly activated.
Countless runes were lit up, emitting a heart-warming atmosphere.
Chains of divine order appeared near the tower and intertwined with each other.
But the next second, the tower was smashed to pieces by Uffer's slap.
Countless powerful mayflies were hit back, spitting blood and dying. They all fell down and were trampled into mud by the swarming orc boys. Even if there were lucky mayflies that wanted to escape, they would be slaughtered by the swarming orc boys.
The situation on the city wall quickly turned into a one-sided massacre.
By the time the war was over, the pungent smell of blood had permeated every corner.
There are signs of destruction everywhere.
Those magnificent buildings were also reduced to ruins, with large amounts of flesh and blood scattered around.
But Ufo did not stop.
This is just the exterior wall.
The Abyss Fortress is extremely large and is a relic of ancient civilization.
Its size has to be measured in astronomical units.
The civilization level of the mayfly race living there is not high, having only reached the feudal era.
They live in a world left over from an ancient civilization, practicing extraordinary powers.
After breaking through the outer wall, the orcs still have to eliminate the enemies inside before the mission is completed.
Of course, this is not a difficult thing.
It just takes some time.
Ufo stretched his huge body.
Behind him, countless orc boys rushed to various places in flying vehicles emitting black smoke.
This world, which is unimaginably huge for the mayfly, is just a galaxy used for warm-up in Ufo's eyes.
There are no powerful enemies in this world.
Those so-called saint-level and demigod-level strongmen are extremely weak.
The abilities they possess are equivalent to those of the Psycho Boy.
It just divides people into many unnecessary levels and titles.
But no matter how domineering those titles are, they cannot change the objective facts.
... ... ... .
Somewhere in Abyss Fortress.
A magnificent holy place is located here.
The holy land covers a vast area and has stood for thousands of years.
Hundreds of surrounding countries revere this holy place.
Even the royal families are proud to be disciples of the holy land.
But now, Scarface and his orc boys have occupied this place.
The Santa Empire had been massacred.
The returning Northern King saw his own sons killed and his people massacred, so he took a knife and led the remaining Northern Cavalry to seek revenge.
The ending is naturally not much different.
The North Territory Iron Cavalry, which was said to be invincible and numbering over ten thousand, was overwhelmed by countless orcs.
The King of the North, who was half a step away from becoming a saint, the pillar of the empire, and the boss of the underworld, was beaten into a pulp by Scarface Liao with just one slap.
The entire Santa Empire was destroyed, and the imperial capital only lasted a day and a half before it fell.
The royal family and nobles were massacred.
No one, including the elderly, the weak, women and children, was spared.
Scarface led his orc boys to kill everywhere.
In the end, even this ancient holy place that had stood for thousands of years fell into his hands.
All the mayflies practicing in the holy land were slaughtered.
The Lord of the Realm, who possessed Saint-level strength, was overwhelmed by the orc boy, his entire body was torn apart, his intestines spilled all over the floor, and he screamed for hours before dying.
There were corpses everywhere.
The only thing that survived was the last hall at the core of the holy land.
The hall is magnificent and covers a large area, almost the size of a small town.
Up to a thousand meters high.
Standing among the ruins, it is particularly conspicuous.
The surviving mayflies hid inside.
The outside of the hall is protected by a shield formed by countless runes.
Those runes intertwined together to form an impregnable formation, which firmly protected the last temple.
Countless orcs were surrounding the last hall.
The trapped mayfly looked out from the hall and saw an endless, overwhelming green tide that was countless.
They were like a small boat in a storm, and could be swallowed up by the terrible green waves at any time.
The orcs surrounded the final hall.
Keep firing or use artillery to bombard the enemy's barrier.
Try to completely eliminate the enemy.
Every attack of the orcs would leave a faint ripple on the rune-interwoven shield.
The powerful mayflies in the holy land gathered together and activated a special stone tablet to block the green tide that was all over the sky.
A dried-up, rotting mayfly sat on the highest seat in the hall.
It was he who presided over the formation that protected the hall and prevented the orcs from attacking.
The old mayfly exudes the aura of a powerful saint.
He is the foundation of the holy land. He has been sleeping for a thousand years and was born only to protect the holy land.
There is tremendous power contained in the dry body.
The deflated skin is crystal clear, exuding a holy aura.
The old mayfly remained silent, sitting upright in the main seat, concentrating wholeheartedly on maintaining the formation.
Countless women and children were crying in the hall, and every mayfly showed despair.
The young mayfly had a look of grief and anger on its face.
Some disciples who have practiced in the holy land for a long time, holding weapons, are ready for a desperate battle.
Scarface Fang was outside looking at the turtle-shell-like formation. The orc boys kept attacking but failed to make any breakthrough.
"Damn it! Go get those mechanics to pull my cannon up." Scarface Fang became ruthless and slapped his thigh, ready to use the cannon he had exchanged from Xiami some time ago.
After a while, a cannon with a muzzle as big as the orc boy's head was pulled over.
Several skilled craftsmen were banging away with hammers.
A blue light condensed from the muzzle, like a small blue sun, so bright that it made it impossible to open one's eyes.
A moment later, with a bang, a blue beam shot out from the muzzle.
It hit the shield formed by countless interwoven runes.
After just a few breaths, the shield was pierced, revealing a gap.
Puff! Puff!
The old mayfly who was in charge of the formation in the hall suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
The formation also began to shake.
The enemy poured in through the torn gap.
Shouts and cries of killing resounded throughout the last pure land.
Massacres broke out everywhere.
The women and children screamed.
The Mayfly disciples of the Holy Land shouted and rushed towards the enemy, then were knocked down and their skulls were cracked by being stepped on.
The old mayfly with saint-level strength opened his eyes.
It has exhausted its power and run out of fuel.
His cloudy eyes looked at the green enemy that appeared in front of the main door of the hall, especially the huge monster, revealing despair.
Nothing could stop that huge monster.
The most outstanding disciple of the holy land was easily beaten into a disgusting pile of mud by the opponent's brute force.
The old mayfly raised his hand tremblingly, and a point of light gathered on his fingertips.
That bit of light was extremely terrifying, and contained an endless aura of Taoism.
Unfortunately, the old mayfly was unable to deliver the final blow.
Its head drooped limply, and its body turned into pieces of flying ash with residual fire.
The surviving mayflies that took refuge in the main hall were slaughtered.
The magnificent palace that had stood for ten thousand years was reduced to ruins.
Scarface pulled out the stone tablet containing mysterious power left by the ancient civilization.
This stuff is as valuable as the scraps provided by Shrimp.
He had to take this thing back and let the masters figure out how to use it.
... ..
There are hundreds of great masters following Scarface Liao.
Maka Yin is one of them.
His technique is very "superb".
Many orc boys were reborn thanks to his exquisite technology.
An orc boy was stabbed in the arm by the bugs and was now fixed on the blood-stained operating table. Makayin was holding a chainsaw, ready to saw off his entire hand and replace it with an iron hand.
In order to prevent resistance, he had hit the orc boy's head several times, ensuring that the guy would not wake up before the operation was completed.
Some of the captured mayflies were kept in cages.
They looked in horror at the wounds that could have been healed by a simple bandage, but were directly amputated by that crazy guy.
After the hand was sawed off, sparking cables and tubes were inserted into the wound, and then the metal arm was installed.
Several fart spirits took gas welding guns and started to fix and weld the arm.
After completing the operation, Makayin knocked out all the orc boy's teeth as his reward, and threw the unfortunate guy out.
After completing this transaction, Maka Yin started to get busy again.
Some of the various stone tablets and ancient civilization objects with mysterious powers that Scarface Fang had collected were given to him.
He is now studying how to use it.
He caught two mayflies from the iron cage, cut them open with ease, and then stopped the bleeding to ensure that they would not die.
Then take off the skull and connect the neural pathways into it.
After doing all this, he picked up a few pieces of jade and asked the fart spirit to put them into the hands of the two unlucky guys and began to test them.
A fart spirit suddenly pulled the switch, and the powerful current blew it away with a bang.
The two mayflies couldn't help but tremble. The jade in their hands also glowed, and countless runes emerged from them.
"I think we can use this thing, too." Maka Yin looked at the messy symbols jumping on the broken screens.
The symbols looked very confusing, but Maka Yin could see the clues in them.
If a sage of the Mechanicus were here and saw these symbols, his obsessive-compulsive disorder would probably burn his brain to pieces.
After observing for a while, Maka Yin caught a fart spirit and prepared to put it into practice.