Chapter 150

The white gorilla is like a real violent beast. Its momentum when running is almost equal to that of ten thousand alpacas.

Its angry eyes are wide open, its facial features are wrinkled, and the folds are much more obvious and profound than those of an actor.

Jumping again and again, causing the earth to tremble.

Its huge size gives it extraordinary strength and speed. It will arrive in an instant.

The higher the level of Warcraft, the greater the leap forward growth of its strength.

Such a powerful Warcraft, as long as it rushes into the camp, those messy demons can't stop it at all. Like the devil guard, you can beat one with a slap.

As for the ordinary blasphemers?

No resistance at all.

Maybe the followers of level 4 and level 5 can fight back a little, but they can't fight. The best result is to run away directly.

High level warlock Chilo?

Sorry, in close combat, he may not be as good as ordinary blasphemers.

Besides, gorillas are not the only one.

Dozens of Warcraft rushed out of the sea of fire.

Anger inspires their potential, faster, higher, stronger.

How to deal with this situation?

Suddenly, a hand appeared on the ground.

A big hand made of rock.

This is a giant rock hand magnified a hundred times. It appears just right, extends from the earth to the sky and grabs the left leg of the gorilla.

At this time, the gorilla just jumped up, extended his arms forward, pushed his legs back, stretched his body as far as possible, and embraced the death of the enemy.

Then

Bang!

His left leg was pulled, and his big rock hand was very strong. He couldn't struggle hard when jumping in the air, so he heard a loud noise. The white orangutan jumped down the street on his back and a beautiful dog gnawed at the mud.

"It's the shaman priest!"

Narrator Milhouse raised his rough old finger to the distant jungle and shouted, "I spy on the energy fluctuation! I see an orc shaman priest!"

Shaman sacrifice?

Orcs?

Gawain immediately looked down Milhouse's hand.

In the dense jungle, under the cover of rubble, he saw an ORC.

It was an old ORC with brown skin. His two braids hung from his ears to his chest. He wore a string of unknown beads around his neck, a hood and raised his hands. He was obviously casting magic.

Is it really a shaman?

God thieves, who are these people? There are humans, goblins, and orc shamans?

Shamans communicate with souls, have the ability to predict the future, and believe that all things have spirits. They can communicate with the earth, fire, storm and water, that is, they use the power of five elements. In fact, they are also the power of nature itself. They are somewhat similar to druids.

Of course, not exactly the same, there are still great differences, but they all advocate nature itself and the world itself.

The big hand of the rock just now is obviously the power of the earth, that is, the power of the earth element.

The shaman priest is not simple!

Human mages, human warriors, Goblin engineers, ORC shamans, who else is it?

The answer will be revealed soon.

A big guy nine feet tall suddenly rushed out of the nearby dense forest.

Actually

Is it a human? A little giant?

A little giant as tall as a floor, strong, muscular, wearing heavy plate armor, and holding a mace taller and heavier than an adult.

It's not a wooden stick, but a stone stick. The upper part is wrapped with a heavy iron plate. There are hard iron thorns on the iron plate.

He rushed over, jumped up, waved a mace and hit the gorilla on the head.

If this is smashed, the head is light, and it is possible to be smashed in two.

Gawain saw his attributes. He was even higher than the devil guard. He was born with level 5. He was actually a human with giant blood, a real little giant.

"Roar!"

At the critical moment, the yellow light on the white orangutan suddenly soared, and he managed to break away from the rock hand, and then

Turn around and run away.

Gao Wen was stunned at this scene:

Run away?

When he came, he was very aggressive. Now he's running like this?

What about the agreed animal tide?

Yes, your identity as a "raging beast"?

It limped. Obviously, in order to get rid of the big hand of the rock, it still paid a lot of price. At least one leg was lame.

But it's still fast.

The mace smashes a rock on the ground into pieces.

The little giant picked up the mace and ran after it. It was like an enlarged version of a fierce savage, full of a charming sense of power.

It's going to catch up in the blink of an eye.

The entrance of the mechanical maze is located on a steep slope. When the gorilla rushes over, it goes uphill and runs away, it goes downhill. At this time, he doesn't run at all. His legs bend and his hands hold his head into a ball, and then

Rolled down?

Not to mention, because the slope is relatively large, the rolling speed is not slow, but faster and faster.

Man is a creature running on two legs, which is not as stable as four legs.

Mountaineers know that it is slow to climb the mountain and slow to go down the mountain. They don't dare to run with all their strength. At least it is much slower than on the flat ground.

As a result, the little giant couldn't catch up with him. Seeing the gorilla running farther and farther, he shouted angrily, then shook his hand and threw the mace out.

With great power, the mace flew like a shell to the rolling white orangutan.

In this case, it is difficult for the gorilla to control its body, speed and direction. As a result, although it was not hit in the head, it was still rubbed to the body and bleeding.

It rolled all the way to the bottom of the ramp, knocked down unknown rocks and trees, crushed many flowers and plants, and killed a python ten meters long and a wild boar the size of a calf.

When it stopped and stood up, there was nothing good all over it. There were scars and blood everywhere.

too horrible to look at.

"Roar!"

The white orangutan roared at the camp and clapped his big hands on his chest. As a result, he caught the wound, wrinkled his face and shouted in pain, and ran away with the living Warcraft animals.

Not all Warcraft can run away.

The mace was thrown too far, and the little giant didn't pick it up. He beat Warcraft with his bare hands.

He was too powerful and his fist was too hard. Those Warcraft didn't dare to fight hard and ran away.

biubiubiu！

A fireball exploded, killing a nest of red eyed rabbits the size of a wild boar. It was the male mage who shot.

A figure rises and falls. The female soldier holds a war sword with terrible lethality. She looks like a demon coming out of hell, covered with blood.

"Kill me!"

Chilo, the high-ranking warlock, had a gloomy face, and all his men went out.

The chase didn't last long.

After all, the mountain forest is the territory of Warcraft. I don't know how many Warcraft are hidden in the trees. Those that appear are only a few.

If you go out to hunt, you may not come back!

More than 30 bodies fell to the ground, basically Warcraft.

Everyone got busy and dragged the body back.

"It's worse."

Chilo looked at the mountain like corpse of Warcraft in front of him and shook his head gently: "continue tomorrow."

The orc old shaman came out from a distance, came to the little giant and raised his hand.

A light fell on the little giant and healed his wounds.

The dust settled.

In the distance, Gawain frowned.