"Is this the third altar we have destroyed?" Vitoria dropped her shovel on the ground, looked at the bones in the pit, ordered herself a combatant, and ordered the surrounding orcs, "burn it!"

The orcs, made as war machines, are not very sensitive to this environment. A large group of ORC warriors, whose waists are thicker than barrels, pour a lot of alcohol into the pit and then throw down torches.

The corpses, whose bones were left in the soil, opened their mouths in the flames and swayed slightly as if there were still life.

"Well, it's no evil spirit to compete with the dead." Vitoria flicked the butt of her cigarette into the fire pit: "if you have any, you can fight it!"

Vitoria was not disappointed by the evil god lustrin, who liked to satisfy people's wishes. As the pile of bones kept shaking, a white bone centipede with flames all over it crawled out of the pit. The only part that leaked out was seven or eight meters long.

"TMD, how dare you come!" The female warrior rolled back and stood up from the ground to avoid the impact of the centipede. The butcher flail is a stick!

The orcs dispersed calmly, forming a standard formation for dealing with large-sized enemies. Two other Orc warriors pulled out their parts from their backpacks and began assembling guns on site.

Although they didn't break the lock of science and technology like the EU people, the Xinhua people were not idle. A large number of science officers who got free time in the game world constantly improved the old weapons on the existing technology level, and doubled the weapon effect in details.

This is a technology that can't be imitated by green leather. It seems that those unscientific big techmasters naturally don't know what is details and quality control. Each green leather weapon is unique, which depends entirely on the mood of the manufacturer at that time.

The artillery that strong orcs now assemble is the portable artillery specially made by Xinhua Xia aiming at the physical advantages of strong orcs, which can be easily taken away and assembled quickly by only two strong orcs.

Before the centipede had time to start the second attack, it was hit by a solid lead bullet in the middle of its body, and the bone powder splashed.

Vitoria bravely grabs a protrusion of a suspected human rib on the white bone centipede and climbs quickly. The whole person is attached to the monster's back like a toad, and wields the slaughtering flail with one hand to create one pit after another on the white bone centipede.

Different kinds of elemental damage are constantly attached to the centipede in the female warrior's attack. Vitoria doesn't try to find the core or weakness of the monster. She has enough brute force to tear the big bug from head to tail and make it regret climbing out of the pit.

The attack of the powerful orcs can not be ignored. A heavy flying axe and armour piercing spear were thrown out by the muscular arm. The centipede was shaken all over. The limbs composed of human remains were chopped in all directions. The centipede could not keep its balance and swayed constantly in the air due to artillery and explosives.

This is not the first time that Vitoria's team has solved such a monster. She can't tell whether the monster made of human bones is a chaotic evil spirit, and she is too lazy to distinguish it.

Now the beasts in the black forest have learned to walk around when they see Vitoria. They seem to have adapted to the existence of the new overlord at the top of the food.

Five minutes later, Vitoria came out of the blazing flames, which could not hurt the strong warrior, but could only evaporate her sweat.

The samurai picked up a piece of charred bone from the fire and ground it into powder. She nodded with satisfaction: "put out the fire!"

The orc warrior poured the holy water that had been prepared into the fire, and a large amount of steam rose into the air, making the surroundings hazy. Something seemed to go with it, and they were waving their teeth and claws at the female Samurai in the fog. However, the female warrior was drinking hard wine and did not pay attention to the scene in front of her.

In the camp of the EU expeditionary army, Heinrich sat on a throne made of human skin. Under his feet, a red fruit man in a kneeling posture stepped on his feet. The wine cup made of human skull was shaking slightly, and the red wine almost overflowed the brim of the cup.

"Commander Smith, I advise you to accept the power of my Lord. Although you are in the immigration fleet, I have already pinched your soul." Heinrich looked at Smith nailed to the wall and said with a smile, "look around you. How many people have fallen? Doesn't anyone know in reality? "

"No, of course they know, but they don't have the energy and the people to deal with these emergencies." Heinrich tilted his glass and let the red wine flow slowly on the ground. The player kneeling on the ground licked the wine like a dog: "everyone is preparing for the dimensionality reduction plan. The army leaders everywhere are planning to occupy their own land in the new world. Torchwood is busy acquiring new power. My stupid father just wants to be a real Europe soon Emperor Roba, everyone has his own demands, his own desires to be satisfied, and these desires are the best sacrifice of my Lord. "

Colonel Smith turned his head and refused to look directly into Heinrich's eyes. His eyelids were removed by Heinrich, and his lens was dim and swollen due to long exposure to the air.

"Please, I'll give you water to drink." Heinrich continued to seduce Lieutenant Colonel Smith: "you have not drunk water for 48 hours, and with continuous blood loss, the water content in your body has dropped below the minimum value, but as long as I am here, you can't die, you can only endure this thirst."Commander Smith banged his head back to distract his attention, but the instinctive need continued to pound his mind. He was now full of the sea, the stream, and any water he could drink.

The sound of the drink pouring down on the ground, like a demon knocking at the heart, constantly teases the psychological defense line of Lieutenant Colonel Smith.

"For now, my strength is limited to this camp, but soon all camps will be under my control." Heinrich took a sip of the contents of the cup, and uttered an exaggerated swallowing voice: "maybe I still have a chance to spread the glory of my Lord to the Xinhua people. There is no way for you to go back."

Commander Smith didn't know how many times he tried to quit the game, but the damned option was dead.

"First is the dimension reduction plan, now it's you. What's wrong with EU?" "What do you want?" Lieutenant Colonel Smith said frantically

"It's just a carnival on the deathbed. It would be better if we could just die and later life would die!" Heinrich's high-heeled shoes on the feet of a strong, sharp heel stepped into the player's head, slowly into, accompanied by the player's dying satisfied howl, he asked: "do you want to join?"

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