Gal held his head and didn''t speak. After seizing the gap, he began to fight back at the first time. His right hand was like a hammer, hit down smoothly and hit the elbow used by carlottan to block. Then he hit with his legs and knees. The offensive was outrageous.


    "Wrong, wrong!" but in the stormy attack, carlottan even had the strength to shout: "all wrong! Your moves are terrible!"


    The posture of the derivative is still relaxed, and the more violent Gale''s attack is, the more mockery he has on his face.


    His condescending ridicule of the orc chief was extremely sharp and mean, and his fierce language deeply hurt gal''s heart. Every time he said a word, Gal''s face added a ferocity, the lines of rage beat, and his pupils glowed terrible dark green.


    The front of the fist swept.


    For the first time, Caroline''s face showed a serious look. He was forced to step back, pull away, slowly move his shoulders and twist his neck.


    "Dragon vein?"


    Carlottan stared into Gale''s eyes: "what a pity. In the glorious era, only the most humble chiefs who can''t use blood power will choose to use the power of other creatures."


    "Do you think we don''t want to recreate the glory of the past and use the power of blood?" gal squatted slowly, raised his right hand, looked at his fist as if meditating. He said word by word: "you don''t know what we suffered because of the failure of the second era."


    "What else can it be?" Carlo Dan smiled, as if he already knew everything. He sneered and said, "it''s just a curse."


    "Just put on shackles and think of yourself as a dog. Now I tell you, a wolf is a wolf! Even if you break your limbs and put on shackles, a wolf is still a wolf, fool, open your eyes!"


    The dark Orc''s tusks became thick and narrow, his muscles bulged high, and his veins and blood vessels appeared in his forearm. His body size increased by two circles compared with before.


    Ancient Orc blood power awakens.


    He strode up, hit the back of his fist against the arm from gale, and his straight right hand stretched forward like lightning to catch Gale''s big arm. Carlottan reached the legendary state, and the sudden change of speed was unadaptable. He grabbed Gale''s arm, five fingers, grabbed the shoulder blade of the orc chief, picked him up, threw him heavily to the ground and made a loud noise.


    His strength and speed were no less than that of gale, who used the dragon vein. He was even better. He still had spare strength, so that the orc chief couldn''t lift his head.


    Both orcs and dark orcs watched the war on both sides. This is clearly a mudara of the second era, but he did not immediately kill gal, but smashed him to the ground again and again, mixed or fell, and the roaring attack of gal will be defeated.


    "Too slow, too slow!"


    Each attack was taken over, and carlottan shouted, "is that all we continue to fight for? Is that all?"


    What a shame... Gal felt as if his nerves were burning. The other party obviously had the ability to defeat him, but he only hurt and knocked him down again and again in this way. It seemed that he would fight until he couldn''t get up.


    This feeling of powerlessness is terrible.


    He gets up, punches, and falls, gets up, punches, and falls, again and again, until Gale''s vision is blurred and overlapped.


    When he waved his fist, gale thought of the tribe, not the huge Orc tribe of the black wing Empire, but the stone crow clan in the mangye. The orc''s habitat in the black wing empire was a peaceful and prosperous town. As the current chief of the orc, he lived in a clean and bright house. However, gale always felt that he was in the dilapidated cave of the mangye stone crow clan in the middle of the night, The nasal cavity was full of the smell of pickled meat and fur.


    When he decided to get up, the picture suddenly whirled around. The violent green dragon and the tide of troops appeared in front of him. The old chief Sifu''s sparse hair floated under the effect of mana and shouted him to go.


    Gale found that he could do nothing. He could only wake up from his dream with sobs. His eyes were full of burning bones and broken ash robes.


    If he could be stronger and stronger, he might have a chance to jump up and kill Sylvia, the highly toxic mother. In that case, would the old leader not have to die.


    So gale worked hard. He was not young, and his status was at the top of the orc clan. Normally, the chief at this time should eat meat and drink every day, give advice and take care of his back, and think about how to absorb more power and earn more benefits for the orc clan in the Empire. However, gale was full of ideas, but he just wanted to become stronger and stronger.


    When Sifu died, he could only watch, when the black dragon killed the green dragon, when the black wing nest attacked the northern countries, when the black wing Empire fought with the three gods Alliance... He hated the feeling of powerlessness, so he worked hard to become stronger, never missed every war and took the lead in every battle.


    He vowed that he would never do it again, but when things came to an end, gale found that he was still useless. The enemy of the Black Dragon Emperor was becoming more and more terrible. His meager strength he tried to improve couldn''t cope with his opponents one after another.


    Caroline stepped on his head and continued to ridicule: "if the orcs were such things now, the dynasty shouldn''t have let you stay."


    If the old wizard were here, this guy couldn''t say such a thing, could he? Willing? No, no!


    All the anger and humiliation in his life gathered together, making Gale''s soul roar like a lion. He leaned on the ground with his hands and stood up bit by bit at the feet of Caroline.


    Lying prone on the ground and under the control of others, Gar suddenly rose up in the sky, used his hands as a fulcrum, raised his right foot like the top corner of a rhinoceros, and kicked carlottan''s arm hard. Carlottan leaned back, suppressed Gar''s right leg, pulled it out, and stepped back three steps.


    Looking up, the dark green in Gale''s eyes had long disappeared and turned into scarlet like the dark orcs.


    He didn''t delay to seize the initiative. He stepped out, grabbed the wrist of carlottan''s left hand, bent his left arm into an angle, and made a powerful elbow.


    The current eladian orcs could never have such speed and strength, and mortals could never have such speed and strength. This fist broke through the legendary barrier that gale had long longed for. The effect of sonic boom swept the whole valley. The high-frequency vibration of the air was faster than the fist edge, making kalodin''s black hair rise back and high.


    Carlottan showed a fleeting satisfaction in the bottom of his eyes... Then he clenched his right fist, pulled back his arm and contracted his muscles. The front of his fist moved forward and collided with Gale''s elbow. The sound of bone fracture came out. Gale didn''t have the power of legend after all and flew out on his side.


    "That''s it!" Carlo Dan rushed up like a bull and kicked, "not enough, fast, faster!"


    Gale himself did not find that every time he tried his best to launch an attack, his muscles would surge rapidly. Gradually, more and more muscles were exposed outside the body surface, green tendons and blood vessels were highlighted, and his body was a whole circle larger than before.