Chapter 1212： Fuck in the same room

In front of the two battlefields with well-defined barriers, there is a sturdy man who resembles two iron towers.

The burly man on the left is more than two meters tall and has a face mixed with tigers and hungry wolves, with a big mouth protruding forward, and a canine-toothed face.

Coupled with dense scars on the face, and scarlet eyeballs squeezed out by the scars, the look of suffocation is more like the wolf ranger who is surrounding the Big Horn Legion, and it is more like the Wuthering Mountains and the sweeping wasteland. Eaters.

In fact, this brawny man indeed had blood flowing partly from the wolf tribe.

However, under the head of the cruel canine, his sturdy body like granite is covered with large scales and carapace that look like reptiles.

At first glance, it looks like a vicious wolf's head, growing in the cavity of a crocodile.

This is a very obvious characteristic of a mixed race.

It is also an indelible mark of the rat people.

This brawny man who looks like a "crocodile wolf" is already tall enough.

The brawny man with a big waist and a round waist on the right is two or three heads taller than him, and one full arm width. It seems that he weighs at least more than a hundred catties.

He is like a brown bear standing up, and his whole body is densely lined with hair like a steel brush, which is thicker than a real brown bear, and a bunch of bright red hair grows on his chest, forming the appearance of a crescent moon. I don't know if it was born like this, or in the fight of a lifetime of nine deaths, immersed in a sea of ​​blood from the dead mountain, because of the high-strength operation of the life's magnetic field, it gradually grew a majestic alien phase.

A brawny man who looks like a crocodile wolf, with two handles engraved with mysterious runes, as if he had just dug out from the depths of the earth, exuding bursts of ancient machete.

The two scimitars seem to be connected end to end to form a complete circular blade, which not only firmly protects all the vitals of his body, but also whizzes out, flies through the air, and harvests life.

Like a brawny man standing by a brown bear, he carries a huge and unfriended mace on his shoulders—this thing also exudes billions of years of moisturizing, the smell of mud and rocks, about a long time ago, some kind of huge and fierce beast The thigh bones, after years of psychic immersion, contain a lot of trace spar elements, and they actually present a crystal clear and shining texture. Even if they stay honestly on the shoulders of a strong man, they still emit bear hibernation. Very murderous.

Such two sturdy big men with peculiar bones, as well as the murderous weapons in their hands, are like two bottomless vortices, evacuating all the surrounding air.

Coupled with the guys standing behind them, silent, gritted teeth, fierce eyes, tight muscles, and the blue veins on their temples are constantly jumping and twitching, the whole body is also burning with invisible flames of war, consuming precious things crazily. oxygen.

The bystanders, including the leaves, surrounded by them, with wandering eyes and hesitant expressions, felt dry and unable to breathe.

"Coyote, you **** who is greedy and afraid of death!"

The two sides stood in a stalemate for a long time. The brawny man on the right who stood up like a bear was finally unable to bear the raging flames deep in his chest, holding a mace made from the thigh bones of a giant beast, and slamming on the ground. Smashed, the ground was rippling with waves, and the hearts of everyone around him jumped three times.

"Could it be that you **** has been so scared that you have forgotten everything?"

The bear-like burly man glared with an unbelievable expression, and the bloodshot eyes filled with thousands of bloodshot eyes, almost turned into thousands of impenetrable flying knives, roared out of his eyes, and faced the crocodile wolf-looking man. Thousands of knives.

He yelled with an extremely hoarse voice, "Have you forgotten that when we were still humble slaves, how we and our relatives, friends, and compatriots were enslaved and insulted by those who call themselves "masters" and superiors? , Squeezed, or even killed at will for no reason?

"Have you forgotten how many people died tragically under the'master''s thorny and barbed whip? How many people were nailed to the palms and feet of the'master' and hung high on the wall After being exposed to the scorching sun, until the sun died alive; how many people were interrupted by the'master', cut out the wounds, and threw them into the big mouth of the hungry totem beast; how many people were practiced by the'master' In the name of the adult meat sandbags, beat them alive, beat them to death!

"Have you forgotten that when we finally couldn't bear it, and under the leadership of the ancient dream saints, we rose up to resist, the past seemingly majestic and invincible'masters' who we thought were invincible, how ugly and vulnerable they are? Humans, like us, can also be killed with swords, fists, and even teeth!

"Have you forgotten, we went forward bravely, invincible, and on our journey to the city of Baidan, how many old brothers and old friends fell in front of us and died in order to save our lives!"

"When they died, they all opened their eyes wide, and with their **** hands, they tightly grasped our armor and entrusted the future to our hands!

"Until we promised that we would inherit their last will, and follow their unfinished journey, killing the entire Turanze upside down, they slowly closed their eyes and died contentedly.

"You promised, Coyote, you promised these old brothers, old friends, you will definitely be like them, fight to the last breath, the last drop of blood, will not bend over, will not bow, will not stop!

"These words, these vows, everything, have you forgotten everything, Coyote!"

Although a brawny man as mighty as a brown bear, he no longer wields his huge and friendless mace.

But with every roar like thunder, he exploded the air in front of the brawny man called "coyote" on the opposite side, setting off layers of shock waves, causing the corners of the "coyote"'s eyes and mouth to twitch and squeeze out a pair. I don't know if it is crying or laughing, expressions of sadness, despair and helplessness.

"No... I haven't forgotten... every face, every scar, every victory, every sacrifice, and of course every oath... I remember everything clearly, and I will never forget it!"

The coyote uttered a word and said in a deep voice.

Each syllable is like seventeen or eight barbs, when squeezed out from the deep throat, it brings out an arrow-like flesh and blood.

"Then how dare you say such a thing, how dare you let the proud ratman warrior surrender to that despicable ‘corpse dog’? You traitor!"

The brawny man who looked like a bear was furious, and roared to the end, a **** thick sputum came out of the fire-breathing throat, "pooh", impartial, right in the middle of the "coyote" face.

Behind the coyote, loyal henchmen and siblings followed him in training and fighting for several years.

Seeing the Lord General's humiliation, these people shouted violently. The swords that had been swallowing the flames of war, more like adding fuel to the fire, suddenly flashed a series.

Behind the brawny man who looks like a bear, there are also a large number of brothers who are born and die.

They all blasted heavy weapons such as battle axes, warhammers, and maces on the ground, and blasted the stormy waves that made the scalp and soles of their feet numb at the same time.

Seeing a **** battle is about to break out, it is inevitable to fight in the same room.

The brawny man known as the "coyote" raised his arms high, clenched his fists, and stopped the impulse of his hands and feet behind him.

"Red Bear, what kind of person my ‘coyote’ is, I don’t need to say it myself, the entire White Bone Camp, no, everyone in the entire Big Horn Legion knows everything!"

The coyote was expressionless, slowly wiped off the **** saliva, and said every word, "Which battle in the past, I was not with you, rushing to the front?

"Facing those clan warriors wearing totem armor and seemingly invincible as the descending of gods and demons, what time did I frown, and suffered half a knife less than you, and suffered less injury than you?

"Do you think people like me are really greedy for life and fear of death?"

"Yes, everyone knows that the coyote and the red bear are the two heroes in the Big Horn Legion who are the bravest, the most injured, the most injured, and the least afraid of death. Inside, they must hold their last breath and use their broken arms to take out all the bezoar dogs!"

The red bear roared, "Because of this, I have always regarded you as my best friend. I thought we could reach the end of this journey hand in hand. Even if one of them unfortunately falls halfway, the other Inlaid his bones on the swords, swung vigorously, and smashed the heads of those bastards!

"That's why I don't understand even more, Coyote, how can a hero like you, who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, can say the word'surrender'!"