Garcia was shocked. In the previously obtained alliance shared intelligence, she had never heard of such cases of derivatives. No matter the devil Barlow, the beetle anubarak or the giant snake Hydra, there were no such rich emotional changes. From the words revealed by the black Orc derivatives, it seemed to know more.


    "You - not a derivative?"


    The fairy queen asked, delay as long as possible, the follow-up troops of the kingdom of Tiya are about to join the battlefield, and the reinforcements of the neighboring fort of Malha are also on their way.


    "Of course. You''re surprised that I have my own thoughts and emotions, which is unnecessary."


    While moving his muscles, carlottan said, "I am different from other derivatives. They are just tools created by Monet and implanted with wisdom, but I am different because I know who I am."


    "Who are you?"


    Garcia followed his words very cooperatively, and glanced behind him.


    "Caroline scaron, that''s my old name, but I''ve long died, just like them."


    He pointed to the silent black orcs behind him and said calmly: "but gwush refused us. He shamefully fled the battlefield, abandoned his people, betrayed his glory and disappeared without a trace. The door of the kingdom of God was closed, and the souls of orcs who had nowhere to put could only enter hell, or stay in some dark corners of Aladia and hide and tremble until Monet woke up."


    "I don''t know how the matrix does it. It regenerates our souls, regains vitality, and shapes the flesh that can place the orc souls. Now, we fight in the name of Monet. You can call us undead orcs, holy orcs or new orcs."


    "I think the dark orcs are more appropriate."


    Garcia said with a sneer that she had never liked things on the dark side, and the elves and orcs were old enemies until death,


    "It doesn''t matter. Whatever you say."


    The leader of the dark orc, carlottan, said that he turned around, grabbed the handle of the black blade again and pulled it out of the ground lightly. "Even if I know you''re procrastinating, I want to say more, because I haven''t spoken for many years, but time doesn''t allow, so... Let''s start."


    His voice suddenly became fierce and shouted, "kill them all!"


    "Roar!" the chimeras roared.


    But it didn''t work. The Elves were immediately surrounded and killed, and all the dark beasts came up.


    However, Garcia was not included. In front of her, there was only Caroline slowly approaching with a huge blade. "You seem to be the king here. I''ll give you a fair duel."


    Words fall, and derivatives begin to accelerate.


    Garcia took a deep breath. Facing the dark orc, Caroline bowed slightly, didn''t retreat but began to sprint. Her action was the same as that of the ORC. She held the long sword in her hand and was ready. The feedback she received told her that her opponent was very strong, very strong and rare in her life.


    Both sides pedal on the ground at the same time, and the knee joints erupt extraordinary energy, one fast and the other strong. The body shape pulls out two tracks in the high-speed movement. They jump and the weapon blades collide in the air.


    The imaginary link of wrestling with each other did not appear.


    Garcia was directly lifted up. The fairy queen hit the land in the distance, and all the lower legs below her knees fell into deep soil. The strength of the other side was much greater than she thought. She turned her head and looked around and found that most of the other Elves were also severely damaged. These dark Orcs could even pull chimera, which was not the same order of magnitude as the elves in terms of strength.


    Their archetype is not the third era orcs, but the cursed ancient orcs. Garcia took a deep breath and just pulled his legs out of the deep soil. Before he could think about it, the dark Orc leader rushed in front of him at the same speed as a shell, close up, take off and jump!


    The queen can''t do that explosive speed and power. She can only cross the sword and hold the sword with her other hand.


    The giant blade hit the long blade heavily, and Garcia blocked it, but it was followed by the storm like chop, the second, third and fourth... Faster and heavier each time.


    Finally, the fairy queen knelt down on one knee because she couldn''t bear the rising heavy blow. Even if the land was soft, she couldn''t remove such a huge force. She broke the bones at the joints of her hands and could hardly hold the sword.


    But this is not the end. No matter the ancient orcs, orcs or dark orcs will show mercy at this time. After the ELF KING knelt down, carlottan immediately kicked her belly. The Titan kicked the target like an iron hoof. The sharp thorn on the orc''s iron boot pierced Garcia''s abdominal armor, made her rise from the ground and throw it into the sky, and then hit the ground under gravity.


    "Bang!"


    Smoke and dust overflowed.


    Before the smoke dispersed, carlottan had come to this place. Without saying a word, he dragged the huge blade forward. The friction sound between the blade and the ground gradually approached, like a slowly ringing death knell.


    "Cough, cough."


    No one believed that Garcia could stand up, but she did. The elf King''s eyes were completely shrouded in white light, and her body was filled with divine waves. The injury was healing quickly, and the broken bones were connected again. The cracked long sword was covered by the burning white flame. She stared at the dark orc, and her posture was awe inspiring and inviolable.


    "God''s family?"


    Although it was a questioning tone, there was no surprised expression on Carlo Dan''s face. He raised his left hand, pinched his neck behind his neck, raised his head slightly and said, "I envy you lucky creatures."


    When he put down his hand, he was an extraordinary man.


    Caroline''s Scarlet eyes became sharp, his body expanded to three meters high, his muscles bulged and stacked like hills, and his dense blood vessels and veins appeared on the surface of his skin, ferocious like an abyss devil.


    The dark Orc leader activates blood power and enters the legend.


    From this moment on, the majestic divine energy can make Garcia cast spells unscrupulously. She raised her hand, and the elements instantly gathered at her fingertips and condensed into a blazing blade entity.


    At the same moment as Caroline steps, the blade storm leaves the cage.


    The blade storm flies and shoots in the huge space, and each collision makes an unpleasant sharp friction sound. The loose surface is overturned by the huge energy, mixed with the solid blade to meet the dark orcs who launch the charge.


    Elements bloom.


    The stars fall.


    Spark.


    Inflamed!


    When carlottan stood in front of Garcia again, he was covered with blood.


    However, this guy had no painful expression on his face. His action was just as fierce as before. Garcia was forced to fight with him again. In fact, she had a way to pull the distance and rely on magic to attack carlottan, but there were elves fighting with the black orcs everywhere. She was afraid of hurting her fellow cells by mistake.


    "Why..." Garcia was shocked by the changes of the orcs and couldn''t help asking in frequent parries: "tell me this is the body created by Monet. Why can such a body also use the blood power of the ancient orcs?"


    Carlottan heard her words and didn''t mind giving an explanation, but his words became almost roaring because of the fierce attack: "because you don''t understand, you don''t understand where our power comes from. Do you think it''s blood? It''s a big mistake!"


    A powerful blow.


    Garcia dodged by instinct, but the black Orc''s left arm turned into a claw shrouded her and hindered her movement. She had to change dodge to defense. The giant blade cut the Queen''s shining long sword, and the strength tore her muscles again.


    But this is an opportunity. Garcia grabs the gap between the close second sword raising of the other party, resists the pain of the torn arm, deflects the long sword, stabs carlottan''s chest as fast as lightning, and the white flame on the long sword burns brightly. It takes only one second to burn the blood and internal organs.


    "The fighting skills of elves are terrible," said Caroline inexplicably.


    The next moment, he grabbed the long sword with his left hand, held it and locked it. The turbulent white flame almost burned through his palm, and a smell of meat paste filled out. However, the dark Orc ignored it and showed an expression of "I''m sorry" to Garcia.


    The giant blade comes again.


    The scream of metal, the cry of flesh and blood, the whine of bones, the blade tore the Queen''s armor, cut the Queen''s waist and abdomen, and cut off the Queen''s bones. The huge blade came out from behind her. The mellow and red blood of the spirit gushed from the wound, like a torrent breaking the dike under high blood pressure.


    The fairy queen was cut off and fell like a broken kite. The body of divine energy blessing could not stop the great force. The last knife of the dark Orc almost separated her up and down.


    "Your majesty!" this scene made many elves scream in the distance,


    Garcia was as light as a leaf. She floated to the distance and fell to the sky. The soil under her body was soon soaked with blood. Her breath gradually weakened, and her white hair spread out like a flower in a pool of blood.