"Blood......" the orc rubbed his eyes and muttered to himself.
Garh''s body has undergone unexpected changes, completely beyond the previous cognitive categories, and his body is rapidly becoming similar to carlottan.
This is the blood power that has long disappeared from the orcs after the end of the second era. Now it can be reappeared in gal.
Gale reached out and grabbed carlottan''s wrist and tightened it violently. The carpal bone broke in a "click" sound. Carlottan roared out in pain. He couldn''t pull back his hand. Gale''s arm was like a trap, which was much stronger than before.
Caroline whirled and kicked Gale''s chest, making a loud noise with the sound of broken bones. The two figures separated. Caroline turned 360 degrees in the air and fell down.
Gal crouched, his muscles surging like boiling water. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of bloody sputum. He took a deep breath, inhaled a huge amount of oxygen, and then stood up slowly.
"It seems that you have done your best."
Caroline looked at him and said, "in the glorious years, such strength is the basic quality needed to become a real chief. Legend is only the beginning."
"But you''re over," gal said.
Both sides pedaled on the ground at the same time, and the bent knee joints broke out with extraordinary force. It is hard to imagine that the orcs can maintain a fast speed that can''t be followed by the eyes under their huge body. Gal and kalodin wrestled in the flat valley, and each collision sent out a deafening roar. They chased each other, and the air waves of fist and foot attack made people feel real pain.
It is said that legendary soldiers can bathe in magma, which is their strength.
The two punch each other, retreat at the same time, and step on the rock under his feet. Carlottan gives a slight meal. After all, what he uses is not his own body, but just a container. This slight difference can be ignored in the state of advantage against the enemy, but if he really meets an equal opponent, this weakness will be revealed.
He arched his body and charged again. Gall immediately rushed up, put his right hand together into claws, hooked carlottan''s elbow and picked it up. His left hand was sharp and hit his armpit like an iron cone.
Carlottan felt the stagnation of his body and failed to stop the blow, but after all, he was a veteran ancient Orc chief. Although he suffered a great loss, he didn''t subconsciously pull away at the moment. Instead, he endured the pain of his right arm like a heavy hammer and reacted very quickly to bump into gal''s body. His right foot had appeared behind gal and wanted to trip him with his backhand.
If you don''t have rich fighting experience, even if you have the power of the legendary realm, you can easily be moved back to the situation by this sudden move. Unfortunately, Gar has absolutely rich fighting experience. The reason why he can be called the big chief by the orc clan of the black wing empire is that he is hit by the Tomahawk and fist. The words "big chief" are full of blood and scars.
The strength and speed that had been absolutely suppressed had caught up, and gal would no longer be easily knocked down by carlottan. When carlottan''s shoulder just touched gal''s chest, Gal''s elbow had fiercely hit carlottan''s face, and two muffled sounds sounded almost at the same time!
Gal covered his chest and stepped back, while carlottan sat back on the ground, blood and sweat splashed out, and two broken fangs flew out of the field in the air.
"You lost."
Gal took a moment to catch his breath. Although the pain seemed to break, he reluctantly supported his body and walked forward slowly.
The orc''s EQ is relatively low, but up to now, he has probably understood carlottan''s intention. The other party is fully capable of killing himself at the first time of the battle, but carlottan didn''t do that. Instead, he used constant humiliation and ridicule to squeeze his potential, which eventually led to carlottan''s defeat.
"It seems that you understand, boy." Caroline looked up at him, his teeth full of blood.
"That''s your purpose?" gasped gal.
"Monet''s will drove me here. To be honest, I didn''t think my opponent would be Orc descendants." he smiled: "I want to see if my descendants are qualified. If they are really bad, you are dead now."
"So the curse is not true, is it?"
"Of course it''s true."
Caroline said definitely, "I''m afraid you children can''t get involved in legends in your whole life. It''s our fault. The defeat in the second era brought deep suffering to the orcs, and it''s thousands of times more difficult to break free from shackles than before."
"Thank you."
Gal took a deep breath and said two words as if with enough strength: "ancestors."
"You don''t have to say thank you, but you should remember that your own strength alone can''t lift the curse for the orcs. The black dragon is very strong and very strong. Since you fight for it, you can try to ask if you have a chance..."
In the middle of the conversation, carlottan suddenly stopped, his eyes were full of blood for a moment, his muscles surged again, and his body made a clicking sound of bone rotation.
His shoulders trembled suddenly. With the drastic change of his bones, carlottan gushed out of his body like a tsunami. A different momentum spread out, and the powerful force flowed on the surface of his body. He stretched out his hand and the dark giant blade clanged back to his hand.
Gal''s pupil shrank into a needle tip shape. He didn''t know what happened in carlottan, but it was by no means the strength they could resist. I''m afraid black winged leaders like erha and Nero couldn''t even do it!
The rumble was deafening, and the next moment it disappeared and turned into nothingness. It was like two paintings that suddenly switched. The huge dark blade that had just been held in carlottan''s hand had now been inserted into his own chest.
"This is..." gal looked confused.
"You don''t need to know. It has nothing to do with orcs."
Carlo Dan sat with his legs apart, loosened his hand holding the giant blade, and his breath returned to its previous calm. Blood quickly seeped through his chest and back: "can you come over a little, boy?"
"OK." gal thought for two seconds, nodded and agreed. He took a few steps forward, bent down on one knee and half knelt down, and looked at Carlo Dan.
"What''s your name?"
"Gale."
"What about the last name?"
"Gal stone crow."
Since the defeat of the second era Dynasty, many famous Orc surnames have disappeared in the continuous pursuit of mankind. Later, most of the surviving orcs do not have their own surnames and can only take the newly gathered tribes as their surnames, just like the current northern fox wolf clan.
"That''s stupid. How about another one. How about scaron?" a faint smile appeared on carlottan''s dark face: "gal scaron."
"... OK."
Gal bows down and lowers his head in front of carlottan.
Caroline put his palm on Gale''s head and said in a very low tone: "Prince Caroline scaron, you are allowed to take scaron as your surname. I swear by my blood to witness that the descendants of the orcs bear the name of their ancestors."
Every time he said a word, a big pool of blood gushed out of his mouth. Later, his voice was very weak.
"Are you leaving?"
"The times have changed, and perhaps the eladian orcs are no longer qualified to climb the top." Carlo Dan smiled, raised his weak hand and beat him on the chest: "but boy, even if you can''t reproduce the glory of the past, you have to be a very powerful guy..."
This was the last word of carlottan''s life. After that, he closed his eyes.
His soul can neither go to the kingdom of God nor enter hell. After taking the initiative to disperse, it can only float with the wind and turn into nothingness. In the future, even if Monet resurrects the derivative of the dark Orc again, he will no longer be kalodin.
Galt sat on the ground paralyzed, his eyes dazed and his limbs seemed not to belong to him.