Chapter 112： Dwarf King

"Boom boom!"

Without waiting for Mananxi to react, the players surrounding the orcs were already greeted by a wave of bullets.

Even though the orcs and beasts have keen intuition, they were shot in succession when they were suddenly attacked.

"Damn! They have fire guns, fire guns! Fire guns!"

The orc finally reacted, and subconsciously solved the dwarf firecrackers wrapped in cloth, and fired "bang, bang, bang," at both sides.

For a time, the gunfire broke out.

Mananxi turned around to escape, but when she saw the orc pull out the firecracker, a crazy idea quickly formed in her mind.

"Ready to perform melee combat! Hurry up!"

Mananxi shouted in the team channel.

The players who were going to be a bird and beast dispersal rushed over subconsciously after hearing the sound.

Mananxi released a body of light wind, like a big human-shaped bird, and rushed down the mountain.

Not yet approaching, she directly released the magician classic start-up magic-Light Element · Shine!

In an instant, she turned into a dazzling sun, falling from the sky!

Even in broad daylight, the orcs subconsciously closed their eyes. They wanted to shoot at the sun, but the first round of hurried shooting had already emptied the only bullet in the firecracker.

Before they can reload, the players are already there!

Some grabbed the orcs' ankles from the ground while pinching their heads into ground stabs to implement the tactics.

Some pierced straight with their swords, subconsciously using fighting skills.

Others turned out, clasped their fists in both hands, turned into giant hammers, and dropped ten guilds in one force.

These orcs are worthy of the elite warriors among the orcs. In the face of this sudden blow, even if their eyes are blinded, the terrifying instinct of the beast still makes them subconsciously dodge.

Even fight back!

It's just that they suddenly realized the preciousness of dwarven weapons when they slapped their hands.

In an instant, they hesitated.

It's just this momentary hesitation, no matter how terrible the instinct of the beast is, it can't save them.

"roll!"

"what--"

The orcs are roaring! Screaming!

A decisive person, make a big sword with fire;

Those who hesitate, have a stomachache, and die.

When Mananxi plunged into the orcs, the magician carefully cultivated by the Kvir empire showed amazing lethality!

The yellow sand swept across the battlefield, once again blinding the remaining orcs.

A series of ice ridges are more efficient than bullets to bleed and maimed, harvesting lives;

The most frightening thing is that Mananxi's elective mind system magic—a mind storm, completely disrupted the sanity of the flesh and blood body.

After more than ten breaths, the yellow sand in the sky cleared, the horses screamed and ran, and blood lay down on the ground!

"Captain, didn't you say that they are elite orc warriors?"

Nishizawa asked with a look of surprise, this was the first time he felt the power of an orthodox magician.

This kind of power is not strong enough to cast a certain powerful magic, but a comprehensive application of multiple basic magic, and even the judgment of the battlefield situation!

"They are indeed elite orc warriors, but when they pick up the firecrackers, they are not."

Mananxi showed a smug look, proud of his judgment.

"How many people died on our side?"

"Three!"

The magic puppet will only die completely if the core magic pattern is destroyed.

From this we can also see how terrible these orc warriors are!

"Clean the battlefield, retreat!"

Mananxi was too late to sort out the gains and losses, and quickly ordered.

The players didn't need her instructions, they had already touched the corpses.

You know, for the player, touching the corpse is an important income second only to the merit value, which is an instinctive behavior habit.

After a few breaths, the players finished touching the corpses, rolled up their spoils, sank into the ground, and fleeed away.

Mananxi is limited by the body of a multi-element puppet, and escape will consume a lot of magical power, so she did not choose to escape, but released her magical light body and walked away.

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"Court, I'm going to kill you!"

In the main plane of Draenor · Brutal Beast Palace, the Beast God Bruman's body suddenly opened his eyes and roared hysterically!

Rolling divine power shook the hall, buzzing.

Court is the name of the Dwarf King.

Just now, the beast **** Bruman suddenly received news that the magical puppets under the command of the Internet God of Duffy suddenly attacked the major tribes.

To be honest, magic puppets are harassing the orc tribe every day, so this is not enough to make Bruman angry.

What really made him gloomy was that a large number of dwarf fireballs appeared in the hands of these magic puppets.

These guns are even better than his!

This scene caused Bruman to burst into a canthus and thunderously.

He realized that he was pitted by the Dwarf King!

"Huh...huh..."

Bruman's eyes were red, and his eyes were burning with anger, flashing with endless madness.

Suddenly, he sat on the **** seat and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, a projection of the **** descended on the world of dwarves——Dark Pothole·Kesadum.

At the foot of the solitary mountain, which is crowned with towering majesty and majesty, two dwarf stone sculptures with a hundred feet of hammer and shield stand at the entrance of the lone mountain.

Bruman, wearing a black armor, walked over the long stone path step by step and came over.

"Beast God, why are you here again? Hiccup..."

With the sound of wine hiccups, it came from the entrance of the Gushan Mountain faintly.

"Are you going to stop me?"

Bruman's voice was cold.

"Hiccup...Don't dare, please!"

Bruman snorted coldly. He really hoped that the guard would stop him so that he could take the opportunity to kill someone! What a pity...a bunch of cowards!

After stepping into the cave, the road becomes darker and darker, and the mountain road in front of you is even more accessible.

The beast **** has been here several times, but still a little dizzy.

Fortunately, a little fireflies appeared in the front, it was the torch of the mountain guard, guiding him forward.

I don't know how long it took, and his eyes suddenly opened up, and he finally stepped into the core city of Gushan-the blast furnace cave.

This is a huge underground space, with stalactites hanging high in the dome, and strips of fluorescent minerals, just like the stars in the night sky.

Underground, the intricate stone roads are like the intestines of the enemy extending in all directions.

There are clanging irons everywhere;

There are drunken shouts and fights everywhere;

With a sullen face, Bruman followed the mountain guard, walked across the long stone bridge, and finally stopped in the central hall of the cave.

These **** gnomes are holding a banquet again!

The wide stone hall was filled with dwarves drinking dwarfs. The smell of alcohol in the air is disgusting!

The dwarf king, Cotte, with a white beard and leather armor, was even more drunk and slumped on the throne of the soldiers.

He saw the arrival of the beast god, and said with a mocking look: "Bluman, take my weapon, don't grab the plane, what are you doing here? Is it possible that you still want me to provide maintenance services? Hahaha... "

The dwarves who drank in the hall laughed at the words.

Bluman looked at this absurd scene and laughed angrily.

"A idiot whose head is filled with drinks, really thinks I can get a benefit if I play it? Believe it or not, I will give up a plane and attack Kaiser Dumu, so that you group of dwarves will never have peace!"

Huh!

The huge stone palace suddenly quieted down.

All the dwarves with red noses and red hair stood up, and the thick fingers of turnip touched the sledgehammer on his waist.

Behind the Throne of Soldier Tomb, two scarlet lanterns light up, which are the photosensitive organs of giant worms.

"What do you mean, Beast God Bruman?"

The dwarf king sat upright, his eyes filled with blood, his braided beard, trembling slightly, that was the ultimate anger-dwarves hate others for calling them dwarves!

"Don't understand what I mean?"

Bluman laughed anxiously. With a wave of his hand, he cracked countless metal creations and spilled the hall.

"Tell me, what are these? Ah!"

The roaring sound shook the dust of the hall.