In fact, at the beginning of the battle, the dragon-blooded orc was sent out by Lin Yun and slaughtered in his hands. Now the dragon-blooded orc who is standing at the peak of the ninth-level swordsman is almost invincible. The feeling of crazy harvesting is really cool. It is precisely because of immersed in this sense of pleasure that the dragon-blooded orcs are like a headless fly, rushing around in the battlefield and finally trapped in the siege of the angry orcs.

At first glance, there was no human figure, full of orc cavalry, rushing towards him one after another, at least thousands.

For a moment, the dragon-blooded orc was so scared that he was sweating coldly. Even with a simple mind, he knew that his situation was very dangerous. He was surrounded by thousands of orc cavalry and was isolated and helpless. Although with his super strength, no orc cavalry could approach him, how long would it take for thousands of orc cavalry to kill? Perhaps when he was completely exhausted, he would still be able to kill...

What should I do...

Break through?

But the problem is that although his combat power is amazing, he is not weaker than some of the long-standing sword saints strongmen, he is surrounded by dense orc cavalry. Every step forward is very difficult...

Unless his combat power can suddenly increase by a large margin, completely sweeping the orc cavalry...

But now, Lord Meilin is not around. At this time, he really misses the feeling of amplification spells falling on him...

etc……

When he was waving the off-duty work, he suddenly remembered something. After trying hard to lift a group of orc cavalry, he emptyed his hand. He touched his pocket and then found a bottle of alchemy potion. He immediately took it out, opened the bottle cap in a hurry, and poured the bottle of alchemy potion into his mouth.

Then, after off work, I felt a significant change. In a trance, my body became very light. The massacre weighing thousands of pounds in my hand also became much lighter. The most important thing was that large pieces of runes gushed out of his body, and those runes shone with dazzling light and exuded extremely powerful power.

In fact, he was not unfamiliar with this change...

"roar……"

After a low growl, the dragon-blooded orcs waved and slaughtered again, just like a windmill. No matter how many orc cavalry rushed to him, they would be blown away. In just over ten seconds, the dragon-blooded orcs broke through the range of dozens of meters.

He knew very well that the effect of alchemy potion could only last for three minutes. After the effect was over, he would fall into a period of weakness. It was precisely because of this that the dragon-blooded orc who was greedy for life and fear of death would break through at all costs.

However, not long after, the dragon-blooded orc encountered an opponent. This was an angry orc who was more than two meters tall in the tower. Runes were shining with dense runes on his body. He held a blood-stained axe. The ashes demon wolf under his crotch was several times larger than ordinary people...

For a moment, the battle between the dragon blood orc and the angry flame orc was in a stalemate. As the minute and a half passed, it was still unable to defeat the angry flame orc.

"Hell, it's really hell... You damn guy, don't go to find someone else, but you just come to block the off-duty adult..."

The dragon-blooded orc couldn't help but feel a little anxious and kept cursing. Although he didn't deliberately calculate the time, he also knew that the time for the medicine was not long, no more than one minute at most. By that time, he wouldn't even have one-tenth of his strength. Even with a simple mind, he knew what this meant.

Helplessly, the angry orc who fought with him was too strong...

You know, although the off-duty class is only the peak of the ninth-level sword master, it has merged a drop of three golden dragon blood, bringing him terrifying monster power, as well as the casting ability contained in his bloodline, and the slaughter of the peak of the psychics, and the strength he exerted can almost compete with the two or three level sword saints...

After drinking the bottle of alchemy potion with a terrifying amplification effect, his own strength has increased several times than usual.

But even so, it is still impossible to defeat the angry orc in front of you in a short period of time...

It can be seen from this that the strength of this angry orc is at least equivalent to a level 4 sword saint, or is close to a high-level sword saint.

"What to do, what to do..."

As time passed by minute by minute, the dragon-blooded orc was filled with anxiety. With his terrifying strange power, although he could suppress the angry orc, he could not escape at all. There was no way. The opponent's ashes demon wolf was too fast. Before he could run a few steps, he had already chased him...

However, anxiety can't solve any problem...

The only way is to completely defeat the angry orc.

But, how to defeat?

If only Lord Merlin was there...

etc……

Suddenly, the dragon-blooded orc seemed to remember something and began to try to recall the battle moves, attack strength, attack angle, etc. that Lord Meilin often mentioned before. As a dragon-blooded orc, he would not care about these things at all. The battle was all based on his own terrifying power and had no skills to say.

What I think of now seems to be of great help to the current predicament...

So, in the following battle, the dragon-blooded orc was particularly concerned about the fighting skills, and the angry orc was getting more and more difficult to deal with. Finally, in a low roar, the slaughter in the hands of the dragon-blooded orc hit the chest of the angry orc. In an instant, a terrifying strange force was transmitted, and the angry orc immediately coughed up blood, flew backwards dozens of meters away, and fell heavily to the ground, then stopped moving.

"I'm really overestimating my abilities. Is there anyone in this world who can stop off-duty adults?" Feeling the fearful gazes of the angry orcs around, the dragon blood orcs grabbed and slaughtered them. They pushed them all over the way, and countless angry orcs were all blown into the air. Finally, when the medicine was about to disappear, the dragon blood orcs broke out...

"Huhhuh..." The effect of the potion subsided, and the dragon-blooded orc was gasping heavily, and his whole body was almost weak.

As the leader of the cavalry was killed off duty, the cavalry unit composed of thousands of angry flame orcs lost command not long after it was attacked by the coalition forces and completely collapsed. Nearly a hundred sharpshooters in the central central coalition kept launching rounds of fierce attacks on the two-legged flying dragons in the air, and wails resounded. The hundreds of angry flame orcs who stood on the two-legged flying dragons were also lost shortly after the cavalry troops were destroyed.

The coalition forces pushed the orcs almost unstoppable, surrounding them. The only difficult thing is the endless fire elemental creatures...

About two hours later, the coalition forces finally cleaned up all the elemental creatures, and all the orc mages were killed. As the battle ended, the coalition forces started to clean up the battlefield...

In the temporary conference room in the center of the camp...

The atmosphere in the conference room seemed a bit solemn. There were four people here, including Weiss and Suville in Heita, Carl Watson in Watson's family. The remaining one was naturally Lin Yun.

"Do you think that the unit of the Fire Blade Tribe is too weak..." Weis frowned, crossed his hands, placed it on the table, gently tapped the back of his hands, and glanced at the people present: "Magic Merlin, what do you think?"

"I feel this way too..." Lin Yun nodded, looking thoughtful, and just said something in agreement, and didn't say anything more.

What is certain is that the unit I encountered not long ago was the main force stationed in the Fire Blade Tribe at the Corner of Breeding. However, the combat effectiveness of this unit was indeed beyond his expectations. Most of them were ordinary-powered orcs. In the powerful Fire Blade Tribe, they were probably not considered elite at all.

The most important thing is...

In that chaotic battle, he used magic array to investigate and found that the army's high-end combat power was pitifully few. There were only less than ten angry orcs above the titled magician. The strongest one was an orc mage, which was equivalent to the strength of a level six titled magician...

This is so weird...

You should know that for the past thousand years, the Fire Blade Tribe has not been violated by human forces at all. It has always maintained a very strong strength. There are countless strong people in the tribe, which is much stronger than the Ronghuo Tribe. However, the garrison of the Rich Horn is so weak.

What the hell is going on...

It was already shocking to have received information that the number of troops stationed at the Cornucopia of Rape was only one-third of the previous one. At that time, Lin Yun was also speculating that there must be something wrong within the Fire Blade Tribe, otherwise the troops stationed at the Cornucopia of Rape would not have been suddenly withdrawn. You must know that if the Cornucopia of Rape of Rape, the Fire Blade Tribe would face a great threat.

For nearly a thousand years, the Fireblade Tribe has always attached great importance to the defense of the Rich Horn, and has stationed nearly half of the elite troops in the tribe in the Rich Horn. In history, the Black Tower and the Cloud Tower have launched an attack on the Rich Horn, but they all ended in failure...

Now it seems that only one-third of the number of troops garrisoned in the Horn of Blessing is left, but Lin Yun is sure that this is definitely not the elite tribe of the past, but it is like a force made up by pieces.

This made Lin Yun guess in his heart that the Fire Blade Tribe was not just a simple incident, but perhaps it was a crisis...

Of course, this is indeed a good thing for their three major forces...

"Okay, the garrisons of the Fire Blade Tribe have been completely eliminated. Now, what's the point of talking about these..." Suville had a gloomy face, took out a detailed map from his pocket, and spread it in the middle of the table, looking a little impatient: "Stop talking about those useless things, the theme of this meeting is to discuss the next distribution of interests..."
Chapter completed!