The orc cavalry seemed to run around in disorder, but they constructed a perfect line of defense.
No, it should be the offensive line.
These orc cavalry were once human beings, and their ability to survive under the pressure of ferocious beasts has also proved their talent.
Human wisdom plus the power of beasts, combined with the star weapons in their hands, this cavalry team is like a meat grinder, devouring these fallen beasts frantically.
At the same time, when these orc cavalry were rushing wildly, another orc team also appeared behind them.
These orcs are all holding wooden sticks and dressed like priests from the ancient human period. I saw them lightly waving the wooden sticks, and countless fireballs, water bombs, lightning, and strong winds formed above their heads, attacking the army of death.
This is another brand new team after the cavalry team, the orc shaman.
Fierce beasts not only have a strong physique, and their control over energy is not weaker than elemental creatures, and this shaman army is constructed by selecting beast soul masters who believe in such ferocious beasts.
Although the scale is not very large now, and it has not spread to every race, it is definitely a good start.
When this war is over and the kingdom of orcs is established, these two teams will develop into the main force of the tribe!
"For the so-called eternal life, you turned your own people back into mindless beasts, you are really stupid..."
Qisha Tanlang looked into the distance, and in the black cloud, he could sense some familiar gazes.
Those are all creatures of his time, who were once enemies and friends, but unfortunately, they chose to give up the glory of the tribe and become puppets of human beings.
Seemingly aware of Qisha Tanlang's eyes, there was a sudden roar of beasts in the black cloud, and then dozens of legendary dead beasts were killed in the army of death, rushing towards the orc shaman.
Compared with orc cavalry, these rare shamans are more threatening.
But just as they were about to approach, two orcs among the orc cavalry suddenly came out. One was holding a giant axe and the other was wielding a giant hammer. With just one blow, they intercepted the two legendary dead beasts charging forward.
"You garbage that has discarded your honor, you don't deserve to appear here!"
A taller orc roared angrily at these beasts, and the strange battle ax in his hand that looked like the number "7" seemed to sense the master's thoughts, emitting a blood-red light.
The reason why this orc is so angry is because the existence he once believed in betrayed the Horde and is now in front of him.
As we all know, the orc is a new creature born after the beast soul master merged the seal of the bond of darkness, and it also means the extreme worship of the object of belief.
After the betrayal of some legendary beasts, the beast soul masters in their tribe either defected with them, or their faith collapsed and they lost their power.
But this orc, Grom, not only did not collapse, but also transformed because of the extreme anger after being betrayed.
He has now fundamentally evolved into another species, a real orc!
And there are many others who have the same changes as him, and Orgrim beside him is one of them, and he is earlier and stronger than him!
Following the appearance of the two real orcs, the other transmuters also came out one by one. With a terrifying power far exceeding that of beasts of the same level, they killed all the incoming legendary beasts on the spot like chopping melons and vegetables.
"For the Horde! Charge!!"
Orgrim smashed a dead beast with a hammer, and then slammed it **** the ground, and magma burst into the sky like a volcano erupting, knocking countless dead beasts into the air.
Ho Ho Ho! !
Seeing this scene, both the orcs and the ferocious beasts became more excited and attacked more ferociously.
At this time, they no longer have racial distinctions, and only one source remains.
Horde!
"Look, this is the future of our tribe."
Qisha Tanlang's eyes shone with light. Although he didn't want to admit it, these orcs surpassed fierce beasts in all aspects.
As long as they are given time to expand the size of the orcs, the tribe will surely usher in a new life.
"Seven kills, you let these **** lead your people, you have fallen..."
At this moment, an old voice came from the black cloud, and Qi Kill couldn't help sneering after hearing it.
"Traitor, you have no right to judge me!"
"Traitor? We just don't want the tribe to be completely corrupted by humans."
A tiger myth walked to the edge of the darkness, looked at the fierce and dead beasts still fighting below, and said: "If you choose to walk with us, they don't have to die at all."
"Even if you die, it's better than being human's pets."
The smile on Qisha's face became colder and colder, and suddenly turned into a ray of light and went straight to Tiger Mythology, and Tiger Mythology didn't hesitate, and agreed to launch a counterattack.
But Qisha Tanlang, as the oldest myth in the tribe, has extraordinary combat experience. After a feint, he went around behind the tiger, and with one claw shot, he tore off a large piece of flesh and blood on the tiger myth.
But Tiger Mythology turned a deaf ear to this, just shook his body, and the wound healed completely in an instant.
"You see, the origin you have mastered can't hurt me at all. As long as I am in the land covered by death, I will live forever."
Tiger was obviously very proud, and even sent an invitation to Seven Kills.
"Come on, join me in the kingdom of death, and you too can gain eternal life!"
"It seems that you are really hopeless."
This time, the tiger did not recover quickly. The big hole in the body seemed to be blocked by something, and it could not be gathered at all.
"You think what I comprehend is the source of the soul? I'm sorry, you betrayed too early. I haven't had time to tell you that what I comprehend is killing."
"Killing is the prerequisite for death."
After saying that, Qisha Tanlang's figure disappeared again, like a killing sword, cutting the myth of the tiger into pieces.
"This...it can't be...my immortality..."
Tiger Shinhwa was full of disbelief, but his will finally slowly dissipated.
"Eternal life with death? No wonder our tribe is a brainless thing in the eyes of humans."
Qi Sha looked contemptuous, then turned to look aside.
At this time, the nine-tailed white fox had already dealt with its opponent, but its snow-white tail was covered with black blood.
"Seven kills seniors, and other myths have come out."
The nine-tailed white fox flicked off the blood from its tail and pointed forward.
Just after the tribal traitors in the kingdom of death appeared, the tribal myths hidden in the dark also appeared one by one.
Because of the countermeasures, the myth of the tribe has an absolute advantage, and some of them are not even injured.
In a short time, the mythical creatures in the northern theater of the kingdom of death were killed by the tribe.
"Nine Tails, tell those humans that our side is over, and ask them if they need help?"
Seven Kills nodded slightly, and gave Kyuubi a new order, but Kyuubi didn't reply for a long time.
"Nine Tails, what are you doing?"
Seven kills frowned slightly. This war is actually a game, a game between them and the Federation.
As long as the battle is ended faster than the Federation, they will have a greater initiative in the distribution of the territory after the war.
But when Qisha Tanlang saw the appearance of the nine-tailed white fox, he couldn't speak anymore.
At this time, the nine-tailed white fox has nothing to do with the concept of white. Black spots appeared on the tail that was originally pure as snow.
Moreover, these black spots seemed to be alive, spreading rapidly along the body of the nine-tailed white fox.
In the blink of an eye, the nine-tailed white fox turned into a black fox.
"Death virus? When did it happen?"
Qisha naturally saw that the nine-tailed white fox was corroded by the death virus, and immediately distanced himself from the nine-tailed white fox.
But it was only at this moment that Qisha Tanlang discovered that at some point, most of the tribal myths that had just killed the opponent were eroded by the death virus.
And the rest of them also had distorted expressions, obviously trying their best to resist.
"Asshole, when did you get caught?"
Qisha Tanlang cursed secretly, and was about to make the tribal army retreat, but found that the fierce beast below had already been transformed into a dead beast.
But those who are still persisting are only those orcs left.
"If you are still awake, retreat immediately, we need human support!"
At this time, Qisha Tanlang didn't care about the aftermath of the battle, and immediately covered the clansmen who had not been corroded and retreated, but before he ran far, he felt a strange feeling in his chest, and then he spit out a mouthful of black blood Come.
The black blood was extremely viscous, and the most important thing was that it didn't land on the ground after being spit out, but wriggled in the air.
"What is this!"
Qisha Tanlang's eyes showed fear for the first time, he knew very well that he was not infected with the death virus, and this lump seemed to appear in his body out of thin air.
At this moment, Qisha Tanlang seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly turned his head to look behind him.
Under the black cloud, in the shadows, a disgusting black ooze monster emerged from the ground, and everything he passed was corroded into a swamp.
These swamps continuously release black smoke. Once touched by this smoke, whether it is a dead beast or a fierce beast, the body will show signs of decay.
Death doppelganger, rotten dependent.
Familiar of Corruption did not move fast, but the powerful corruption ability caused damage to Qisha Tanlang early on.
At the same time that Qisha Tanlang vomited blood, those tribal myths had been transformed into dead beasts.
Half of Qisha Tanlang's body was also infected.
"Horde, never be corrupted!"
Qisha Tanlang shook his teeth, roared to the sky, and actually drove the virus to his hind legs by virtue of willpower.
Chi la...
Accompanied by the sound of flesh being torn apart, Qisha Tanlang forcibly tore off his hind legs, and then turned into a stream of light, rolled up all the orcs, and headed straight to the north.
However, the rotten man had no intention of chasing after him. He was still creeping slowly towards the barren Gobi just like when he came.