Chapter 583

Fern wall village, a gathering place of Ogres standing in the dust and mud shining in the northwest, is undergoing a cruel test at the moment.

A large number of black dragon people and young dragons continue to rush out of the swamp, trying to eliminate all these potential threats.

Some of them are powerful spellcasters who can easily shoot deadly fireballs, while others are excellent warriors who drag out the peripheral ogres one by one with the inborn power of the dragon's blood and the defense of the dragon scale.

In the blink of an eye, a dozen ogres fell unconscious in a pool of blood.

There is no doubt that these stone hammer ogres who followed Guldan to the sea to find the tomb of Sargeras no longer have the powerful momentum that frightened the enemy, but only the extreme desire for survival.

You know, in order to avoid the slaughter of the black dragon legion, they have abandoned the towns originally established in the south of the swamp.

But who would have thought that after running so far, the black dragons still didn't let them go.

After all, compared with selamo, who is guarded by a powerful mage, the ogre in bracken wall village is a real soft persimmon.

"Damn it! Stop the gap! Don't let those dragon people rush in!" mogmullock roared, waving his sandbag fist.

Since rexa, the beast king, killed kogel, he appointed him as the king of the stone hammer clan. This huge fat man is the supreme king of the whole clan.

No one can disobey his orders unless someone defeats him in the challenge.

"No! No! There are too many enemies! And... And they have dragons!" another ogre replied, pointing to the young black dragon swooping down from the sky.

But the voice just fell!

A deadly raid fell from the sky and burned three or four unlucky people alive.

Due to the rich fat content under the bloated body of Ogres, once they are attacked by high-temperature flame, it is easy to trigger a chain reaction. Some extreme examples are even burning themselves into charred corpses by subcutaneous fat.

"No! The stone hammer clan can't retreat any more! Go! Give those annoying Black Dragons some color to see!"

While roaring, mogmuroc rolled up his fists with sharp spikes and smashed them on the head of a black dragon who rushed in,

The latter obviously did not expect this quick and accurate attack and was knocked down with a bang.

When other ogres around saw this, they immediately turned up heavy weapons such as war hammer, axe and wooden stick to beat the Dragon man into meat mud in three or two times.

Unfortunately, such a small victory is obviously not enough to reverse the decline of the whole war situation.

With the advantage of air, several young black dragons lit the whole fern wall village in the blink of an eye, and there was a sea of fire everywhere.

Just as MOG mullock clenched his teeth to order the retreat, a black cloud suddenly shrouded the sky.

What happened before both sides reacted!

The terrible ice cone fell from the sky!

Poof!

Poof poof

"Ah!!!!!!!!!"

"There are casters!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

……

With the scream echoing over the battlefield, a large number of elusive dragon people, young dragons and young dragons were pierced by solid ice with great inertia, and bright red blood splashed everywhere!

In less than three or five minutes, half of the black dragons involved in the siege of Xianqiang village lost their precious lives, and the rest turned around and ran towards the swamp.

They are not fools. They know how powerful the caster who can release such a large range of destructive spells is, and they can't deal with it by themselves.

Feeling the residual cold and strong smell of blood in the air, Zhang Cheng took a deep breath, stepped on the body of a young black dragon, walked to mogmulok, and said in a slightly astringent language: "I want to challenge you!"

"What?!" the ogre leader opened his eyes and flashed a trace of imperceptible panic.

There's no way not to panic!

He is not the same kind who has no brain at all. He knows that the spell just now may be released by the humble human in front of him.

It is absolutely a human mage who can control arcane to this extent, just like Gianna Proudmoore of selamo. She can't be an opponent at all.

"I said, I want to challenge you. According to the tradition of Ogres, you either meet the challenge or recognize and hand over the rule. Don't try to play tricks, or I don't mind letting the ice cone fall on your head." Zhang Cheng threatened with a smile.

Through the conversation with magol, he learned that although the stone hammer clan has been conquered by rexa and become a member of the tribe, orgrima has not sent anyone to establish a fixed contact with here for the time being.

Therefore, even if all these ogres disappear, in theory, it will not cause a war between the alliance and the tribe. Anyway, in the end, there will be Black Dragon Princess Onyxia and her legions carrying the pot.

Aware of the murderous intention in each other's eyes, mogmullock subconsciously swallowed saliva and explained with gnashing teeth: "no! I can't do this! Rexa will kill me!"

"Don't worry about rexa, he won't know what's going on here. What's more... I will give you and your men great power. Of course, the premise is that you should bend down and kneel at my feet and call me master, just like him." after that, Zhang Cheng turned and waved behind the woods.

A tall double headed ogre caster came slowly from the wet swamp.

The head on the left smiled grimly and shouted, "magol! Become stronger!"

"Markel! Mastered the power of magic!" the right head was unwilling to be outdone, raised his right hand and released a hot fireball.

There is no doubt that with the help of evolutionary medicine, the fat man who was originally stupid has now completed the transformation of life form and become a slightly double headed caster among ogres.

In particular, the strong dark brown cuticle covering the surface of the skin is four or five points similar to the mountain goron of Delano world, and its body size is nearly twice that of its kind.

"Magol? You... How did you become like this!" after recognizing the identity of the comer, mogmulok fell into a dull state.

"Great master! Give us strength!"

"Yes! Although painful! But powerful!"

"Choose now! Surrender! Or die!"

Magol and markel's two heads split their mouths, and cruel and bloodthirsty expressions appeared on their ferocious faces.

With the help of evolutionary medicine, they not only gained spell casting ability, but also restored some of the lineage of hill goron, so their character also changed greatly.

After all, it is said that the original ogre originated from the strong blood of the gorons, and the power of the potion helped them trace back some of their original blood, including their fierce and cruel nature