Chapter 436

The viku people who have lost their faith inheritance are secular forces, and there will inevitably be class division. However, compared with the world of human beings, which stresses etiquette and decency, the rank division of viku people is much more straightforward.

The stronger the player is, the higher the class will be.

In the time of emilon, the viku kings and lords in Howling Fjord were the ones who could fight the most. This certainly made the whole viku society more savage and vicious, but it also ensured the strong fighting capacity of the viku people. In fact, if it was not for the curse of flesh and blood in that year, the last king would have to let the people go to sleep, I'm afraid as early as the undead disaster occupied Northrend, the two sides had already started war.

But now, Alsace has given the viku people the hope to get rid of the curse of flesh and blood. Although the necromanized viku people are still flesh and blood, their strength and will will become stronger and stronger. This is what the viku people hope to get. Therefore, the first awakened emilon actively belongs to Alsace.

Both sides know that this kind of attachment is only temporary, but in the face of the same opponent, this kind of "attachment" is insignificant.

Alebolon is a typical viku City, which is divided into upper, middle and lower layers. The great crypt is full of sleeping viku ancestors. Before imiron can wake them up, Jolin dead eye is taking trolls and orcs to "deal with" those viku ancestors who are between life and death.

The middle level are the viku who are loyal to imiron again. They have been completely broken up by the orc infantry led by galush and delanos. They are struggling in despair, and the orcs will not kill them all. These slaves are still needed for the subsequent development of howling Bay.

However, the road to the upper level was blocked all the time. Garrush and his soldiers rushed three times, but they were all driven out by the more elite viku warriors. It was a spiral stone step. The shield warriors stood in the way, forming a defense like a city wall. A viku official held a long bow and a sword. Under his command, every attack of the orcs would be easily resolved, It's almost impossible to open up. Garush even wanted to set fire to this place for a time, until king sarufar came in with a battle axe.

"Galush, go and gather the prisoners of war, and leave it to me."

The old Orc looked at the blocked stone steps in front of him, raised his left hand, and the elite kukalon soldiers behind him raised their weapons one after another, ready to charge. As the most powerful force in ogrima and even the whole Orc world, kukalon's army, which is small in number but powerful, is one of Azeroth's most famous troops.

These veterans who have been through many battles are as cold as walking steel, which is daunting.

"Yes

Galush looked at the defensive viku people on the stone steps, and finally bit his teeth, carried the bloody battle axe back behind him, and turned to the quiet battlefield in the rear.

The old Orc held the spine axe in his hands and moved his ten fingers. Blood red anger rose from his feet and quickly wrapped him up. After entering the state of anger control, sarufal did not have the same red eyes as the young generation. On the contrary, his eyes were as bright as before.

This means that even in the extreme anger, he can still use steel like will to maintain his due reason.

The sergeant of the naviku, with a sneering smile under his spiked helmet, opened his bow and shot an iron arrow as thick as a child's arm at overlord safalur.

"Bang"

The roaring iron arrow was directly hit by a fist. At the next moment, the stone under sarufal's feet broke, and the old Orc's body melted into anger. It was like a crazy storm of anger. It pulled out a long shadow on the ground, holding the Tomahawk in both hands and dragging behind him. With his arms and slanting body, it hit the heavy shield like a meteor.

"Pa"

The 4-meter-high body of the viku warrior who was hit in the center was like being hit by a siege hammer. He flew out backward. There was a crack on the heavy shield, and the old Orc's body stopped in the same place, like a blood colored nail, in the line of defensive viku warriors.

The other viku, holding long guns and knives, cut at him. But the moment before the weapons fell on safalur, the old Orc's Tomahawk, with the blessing of great power, crossed the air for 270 seconds ° It's a big whirlwind.

It's like a blood red flash of lightning in the air. All the weapons that come into contact are cut to pieces. The fragments of the shield are scattered around safarur. The roar of the viku people is smashed back to their stomach by this blow.

Cut! After cutting off the weapons, the old Orc opened his mouth and roared like a bell. The visible sound wave went to the ears of every viku around him, which delayed their attack for a moment.

Deterrent war roar!

Then another aura of blood opened around sapphire, like a whirlwind that started out of thin air. When it stopped, the bodies of the three nearest viku people standing beside sapphire, who were cut off from their legs and abdomen, fell to the ground.

Whirlwind!

The smelly and hot blood covered every step around him. The weapons of the sergeant of the viku, who was rushing up, were smashed by sarufal with his Tomahawk and jumped up from the ground. The Tomahawk in his hand was chopped down along his neck, chest and abdomen. The simple and unadorned strike directly had the effect of killing.

When sarufal landed, the viku sergeant in heavy armor was almost cut into two pieces with his armor.

The corpse he fell on the ground didn't even make sarufar stay for a second. The old soldier's martial arts was not amazing, even not as thrilling as garrush's when he waved his blood roar. But it was this simple martial arts that easily broke through garrush's defenses.

He is like a saber that can be polished by time. The gorgeous spikes and decorations have been polished off. But just in this way, his sharpness is more and more obvious. When he comes out of his sheath, any weapon has to retreat, and any opponent will be scared.

This is the deterrent power of high-level soldiers!

It was at this moment that the kukalon soldiers who charged behind him won the battle skills. Under the leadership of sarufal, who started charging again, those tall and elite vaikur warriors were almost instantly dismembered by random knives.

These veterans who survived the cruel wars again and again could find the most suitable way to fight without deliberate command. In less than five minutes, the passage to the top was completely opened.

Sarufal cut off the lock of the last gate with an axe, kicked it open, and strode in. As a result, a golden spear came rushing in front of him, almost breaking through the speed of sound. The old Orc's subconscious axe cut it, and the angry axe broke the golden spear and scattered it.

It was only at this time that sarufal could see the creature in front of him clearly. It was a creature he had never seen before. It was a woman with a wing helmet and a golden spear. She looked like a viku, but it was in the form of a spirit body. Behind her was a pair of heavy wings of light. Her whole body was shining with golden luster. She looked like an angel in human legend.

Just look at the appearance, almost have nothing to do with the undead.

"Who are you?"

Safalur holds the Tomahawk and looks at the creature in front of her. Although she is noble, what she is doing has nothing to do with her holy appearance. Behind this guy is a large melting pot burning blue flame. The soul visible to the naked eye is being pulled out of the melting pot and poured into the rows of thick sarcophagus.

Golden wagley's toes are on the ground. She looks at safalur and finally opens her mouth. Her voice is hoarse and low,

"Shivana, you can call me nvwushen. Please get out of here! I don't want to interfere in your grudge with Alsace. Don't disturb me

Sarufal took another look at the bodies that had been infused with souls. There was a sneer on his face,

"Leave that to your evil master, you disgusting creature!"

Shua

The old Orc charged again, and the blood red anger brought a sense of killing, which made the temperature here much lower. However, his words seemed to irritate the guy who claimed to be the "female warrior God". At the moment when sarufar charged, her body turned into a light and shadow, and the golden spear in her hand and sarufar's axe were cut together, making a deafening sound.

Shivana's cold voice also sounded in the numbing crash,

"He is not my master! Stupid warlike creature, get out of here

Sarufal's response was equally murderous, "then you have to beat me first!"

"Bang!"

A red and a gold figure retreated to both sides. The sonic boom cloud appeared at the impact point just now. The next moment, the two guys collided with each other crazily.

The golden light pierced the top building of aleyron, making the cold fortress almost full of hot light at this moment, but the mixed blood red anger was like a big net, which bound it to the battlefield.

Sarufal's combat power is fully opened, and he charges with glory and kills to death. Every blow will dim the light on the golden creature's body. However, every time he attacks, he will also be pierced by the ubiquitous golden spear. This is not just the collision of the two sides' combat skills.

It's more like the collision of two powerful biological wills!

Let's see who beats first!

Galush and delanos are cleaning the battlefield. When the golden light fills the cold sky of aleyron, they stop their work, and Jolin runs out of the basement panting and shouts,

"I feel the irritable energy at the top! Overlord may need help! That's a very powerful guy, I feel it! "

"Go

Delanos picked up two swords from the ground and rushed to the top. Garrush and Jolin followed him. But the moment they rushed up the top stairs, the whole wall collapsed. Safalur's roar made the three guys look pale. But the next moment, a Golden Shadow flew out of the battlefield, Smash three guys to the ground.

It's a golden wagley with a wing helmet, wearing golden armor and a pair of light wings on the back. It looks like a spiritual body, but it has a physical body.

At this time, she has been miserable to the extreme, the golden light everywhere on her body has faded down, even the light wings on her back have become weak, and the golden spear in her hand has been broken by a third from the top, and there is a clear fist mark on her abdominal armor.

The three guys looked up. In the golden mist that had not yet dissipated, King sarufal's body was bent. His axe had been completely broken, and the fragments were sprinkled in the blood on the surrounding ground. The old Orc stroked the pillar, and his whole body was full of blood, but there was a bit of comfort in his eyes after the battle.

"Ah! Here you are! Tie her up and send her to the paladins. They'll be interested! "

Said the old orc, biting his teeth,

"Come back with something good and tell the soldiers that we have won!"

"The road of Longgu wilderness has been opened! Tomorrow morning, set out for camp angassa