The Fate of the Gunman

"Roar!!"

The black hand on the other side made a huge roar after knocking Lancer back with one blow. This roar did not have any practical meaning. It was just swearing that he was strong, and the orcs around were also very shameful. There were bursts of cheers.

This undoubtedly made everyone standing behind Lancer feel a lot of pressure.

However, Lancer himself didn’t care. After all, there were few opponents weaker than him. Even during the period of teaching Jiao freeze, he also learned about the opponent’s'power' under Oulumite. Thinking of this he also held his breath.

It is not the first time he has encountered powerful opponents, or that he is best at hunting those powerful monsters!

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The burning warhammer brings up countless sparks every time it strikes, and the spear covered with ice on the other side always lifts a piece of ice after the battle, but it can always be directed at from a strange angle under the owner’s swing. The own enemy launched an attack.

The original battlefield has expanded a lot in the battle between Lancer and Blackhand, and the direction of expansion has always been the orcs.

As the attacked, Lancer always avoids the rear front unconsciously. After all, this front is hard to maintain. Once he moves, who knows if it can be like now?

As for Orgrim on the other side, although he is also not satisfied with the black hand giving up his advantage to fight Lancer, he is only dissatisfied. As the battle unfolds, he also consciously maintains order. After all, he knows better than anyone else' Mak'gora's special, if it is disturbed by other people, I am afraid the black hand will do more crazy things.

And as the battle heats up, his expression becomes more and more serious.

Although in the eyes of most orcs, their warchief was very embarrassed by driving his opponents around like prey, Orgrim was able to see clearly from Lancer’s calm expression and shifting the Black Hand’s attacks. Realizing that the opponent's strength is definitely not weak, otherwise he wouldn't be able to deal with the black hand for so long when his strength was suppressed, and even in his opinion, even he could not do better than the opponent.

If Orgrim was simply dissatisfied with the ancestor advocating orcs who listened to the weird warlock and drank the ominous blood and did not oppose the invasion of Azeroth, then he is clearly aware that this world is also There are powerful fighters.

'I am afraid the next battle will not be so easy.'

On the other side, Lothar was completely relieved. Although he was not at all assured that Lancer would fight the orc with a different status and status, he also knew that dueling with the opponent could delay the time, which made him feel very excited. Contradictory, and he was completely relieved when he saw Lancer stabilize the battle.

But no matter what the onlookers thought, Lancer and Blackhand, who were on the battlefield at this time, didn't care.

Blackhand originally thought it was just a simple'execution', but he did not expect that Lancer was so strong that he could survive his attack for so long, knowing that there were not many orc warriors who could fight him.

But it is because of this that he is more excited. For the orc warrior, a fight with all his strength is simply the highest enjoyment. He did not feel angry at all because Lancer's avoidance made him ineffective, but the cruel smile. More and more prosperous.

On the other side, Lancer was holding a cross gun covered in frost, but his eyes were burning like flames.

Like the black hand who came with interest, Lancer's performance at this time was also a bit strange.

Do your best to avoid the opponent's attack.

Trying hard to get past the opponent's defense.

He could hear his heart beating violently every time the gun and the warhammer struck.

Shaking hands, fiercely beating heart, opponent's gasp...

He has never felt as deeply as he is now that he is still alive.

Although I am embarrassed for Lothar's concern, I have to say that Lancer is enjoying the battle in front of him!

He longed to pierce the spear in his hand into the heart of the orc in front of him!

Lancer and Blackhand have no language, but the weapon in their hands is the best language for soldiers.

They deeply realize the terrible and powerful of their enemies, but it is precisely because of this that they long to kill each other!

But there are always people in this world who cannot understand the situation.

When Lancer evaded Blackhand's warhammer once again, a "chaotic arrow" with destructive power was shot towards Lancer from the dark.

Lancer had no time to turn around when he sensed the sneak attack, but at this moment——————

"Pouch~!!!"

As if the burning glove grasped the chaotic arrow and smashed it directly, then he spoke to Lancer in an orc language that Lancer could not understand.

Lancer naturally did not understand, but at this moment he seemed to have understood what the other party meant.

Set up the spear and start the battle!

As for the attacker?Orgrim had already held his hammer to personally execute the fool who dared to hinder this sacred duel.

For him, this is not only his duty as a black hand deputy, but he is also very happy to be able to kill those warlocks who use fel with his own hands.

There is no doubt that the orcs are extremely cruel, but their glory that has been passed down for countless years cannot be completely contaminated by the blood of the devil.

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ps: The fifth update today, over, is resting next, and 21 chapters owe...

Chapter 21 The Reinforcements Finally Arrived

When Lancer was sneak attacked by the chaotic arrow shot from the dark, Lothar almost couldn't help rushing out of the crowd, but the scene that took place completely stunned her because it seemed to him. The extremely cruel and terrifying enemy actually used his right hand to help Lancer block this attack, and then the two fought once again without any communication.

This scene was only a few seconds short for the battlefield, but Lothar's soul shock lasted for a long time, and even he began to think about a problem that he hadn't considered before----could it be the horror The green-skinned orcs also know'Glory'?

At first Lothar only thought that the orcs were mutated beasts. Later, because of the information provided by Aegwynn, he knew that they were intelligent races from the "other world", but because of their barren equipment and rough fighting methods, he thought that these orcs were just A beast that has just been civilized, but now it seems that the other party’s civilization is not that simple?

But he was not happy because he knew more information, but he seemed extremely worried.

But the battle on the battlefield changed at this moment.

Although the body was strengthened by the blood of the demon full of fel energy, even the black hand's right hand, which was rocky due to the fire element, could not completely resist the chaotic arrow with strong penetrating power.

When the two weapons intersected again, Lancer unexpectedly pushed away the warhammer in his hand. Even Lancer himself did not expect that this time he had only intended to deviate the opponent's attack as before and achieved such a result.

But he was surprised, he didn’t hesitate in the movement of his hand. The cross spear covered by the ice pierced the opponent’s abdomen without hesitation, and the black hand on the other side did not expect this to happen, but the weapon After letting go, he did an extremely crazy thing.

He actually moved his hands toward Lancer's spear.

"Stab it~!!!"

The flame-wrapped right hand and the ice-wrapped spear splashed countless sparks and icy debris, but even so, he still couldn't completely resist Lancer's attack.

"Pouch~!!!"

The spear stabbed into the opponent's flanks abruptly, but when Lancer tried to go further, he found that he couldn't get in anymore.

"Roar!!!"

The black hand with a hideous face was violent at the root of the meridians on his left arm, and countless sparks were splashed on his right arm because of excessive force. Then Lancer, holding a spear in his roar, was abruptly shaken. Got out.

"Slap~!"

Lancer, who turned a somersault in the air, held the cross gun in his left hand, and at the same time barely stopped his body with his right hand and feet, but he also pulled three marks on the ground, but then he looked to the other side.

Lancer looked a little embarrassed at this time, but he was much better than Blackhand.