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Chapter 800 Flesh Mill (monthly ticket 2500

Zhao Mai shook his spear and threw the empty armor and cloak to the ground. Around him, the stone bullets of the catapult, the crossbow arrows of the giant crossbow and various long and short arrows fell like hail of various sizes, and drew a big circle around Zhao Mai. They were originally worried about their heads, and some of them were slid away by Zhao Mai's mental power barrier, so they all returned in vain.

The wind was rising, the clouds surged, and the thick lead-gray clouds were attracted by the natural force, covering the scorching sun. Soon, the drizzle of ice fell from the sky and poured on the skin, making the orcs burned by the sun feel extremely comfortable. They slowly got up from the ground, gasping in a mess, and looked at the surrounding situation: the entire battlefield was in a rare calm, and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Mai alone.

"Your defeat is decided, surrender! Offer the city!" Zhao Mai's voice overshadowed the wind and rain and spread to the castle. "The Ring Spirit is already a defeated general. According to the orc rules, I have won a complete victory in the general's challenge, and you have lost!"

There was no response on the city wall, only the black clouds rolling in the sky. Zoro already knew the failure of his generals. The nine ring spirits he trusted and relied on the most had failed eight of Zhao Mai. It took time to reorganize the ring spirits, and Zoro undoubtedly fell into trouble. The flame demon eyes of the evil black tower castle castle red eyes, cut through a thousand miles away, and shone directly on the Taleon Castle. A red lightning bolt exploded on the city wall, and the huge thunder continued. Then the orcs in the castle fell into fanaticism.

Not only orcs, but also goblins, giants and ogres. Their eyes were red, their blood was swelling, and their bulging muscles were covered with earthworm-like blood vessels. There was no orc rules, no judgment ability of enemies with strong enemies and weak ones, and nothing was left to kill and chaos.

The city gate fell to the ground with a loud bang, and countless orcs killed them. The commander of the thousand men, the centurion, and the ordinary orc warriors, carried all the creatures that could move in the castle to kill each other. The first one was a bald chicken. It jumped down from the city wall, flapping its wings and slowing down, and charging with its neck, not taking Zhao Mai seriously at all.

"You should surrender!" Zhao Mai roared. His voice was filled with the power of spiritual power, which shocked the orcs, including chickens. However, the others rushing over from behind did not slow down. They found that someone was blocking the way in front of them, and without thinking, they waved their weapons and cut out a bloody road. Zoro's thunder kept echoing in the sky, urging the defenders to abandon the city and start a bloody battle.

The sound also reached Zhao Mai's side, and the orcs in the black-footed settlement also began to get excited, bloodshot into their eyes, and the group of people became breathing rapidly. After all, the orcs are a race born for killing and destruction. Can't even rules be destroyed?

"aaagh!!!" A roar broke out in the black foot settlement. They stepped on the puddle, waved their weapons and started charging. Zhao Mai heard the footsteps of charging in two directions, and closed his eyes painfully on the battlefield. Once the war begins, it will become a wild horse that breaks its reins and will always lose control. Only when enough blood is shed and only when enough sacrifices are made can this crazy monster be satisfied and can be locked in a cage. Since that is the case, then let's bleed...

The ice rain dissipated and the sun suddenly thrust. Zhao Mai wanted to use this method to disperse the orcs on his side, but how could Zoro let him do what he wanted? The power of the dark curse once again enveloped the sky, and the sun was blocked tightly. All the orcs were excited and felt that they had returned to their best physical condition.

Zhao Mai is unimaginable. The two evils are balanced and the lighter they are. Zhao Mai must have tried his best to reduce the losses in the black foot settlement. He no longer hesitated and raised his hunter's blood spear and rushed towards the direction of the castle.

The Phantom Moves and Zhao Mai galloped across the battlefield, always appearing in the densest areas of orcs. Then there was the gorgeous trajectory of the lightsaber, the broken limbs and arms flying all over the sky, and the head that still kept the cries expression was constantly spinning in the air. The huge differences in abilities, skills, strength and speed made this battle boring, with only one-sided killing.

Zhao Mai felt that this speed was not fast enough. He glanced at it and found that the two orcs were still approaching each other quickly. So he put away his melee weapons and turned into a light ball with spiritual elements. The pure white energy ball appeared on the forward line of the castle orcs.

Then there is thunder. Lightning of pure psychic power gushed out from the ball of light of the spiritual element and swept across the orcs' bodies. The psychic lightning penetrated the orcs' heads one by one, burned their brains, and then continued to jump on the head of the next orc. This is the most popular trick that the witch king Karak uses, enough to suppress any slave uprising. His ambition, his cruelty, and all his might have been condensed in this storm of mind.

Lightning shot out from his fingertips, and Zhao Mai roared. At first, the roar was full of disappointment and resentment, but later it turned into pure tyranny. He always believed in the orc rules, hoping to reduce casualties in this way. He also had fantasies that the best way to end evil is to directly eliminate the evil leader, and evil will naturally collapse. But the fact is that no war ended in this way.

A fan-side charge orc fell down in front of Zhao Mai, and Zhao Mai's eyes turned blood red. He changed his position again, and a spiritual lightning storm broke out again, and another fan fell down. The "aaagh!!!" in the black foot settlement was getting closer and closer, and Zhao Mai's lightning became more and more urgent. The white light ball gradually turned red, and the color of the spiritual lightning became darker and darker.

The two teams of orcs finally collided, and Zhao Mai also teleported to the rear of the orcs in the castle, and the lightning was still there. He roared: "Surrender! Surrender quickly! Surrender or die! Death!" The red light ball rotated, and the lightning swept across all directions, and the power had begun to lose control. The power of natural elements was mixed into the original pure psychic ability, and the explosion occurred. The lightning no longer only attacked the mind, but began to cut, burn and explode the flesh and blood body. The scene immediately became terrifying.

Zhao Mai finally rushed to the city gate, and lightning rushed in and raging in the fortress castle. No orcs could rush out again, but they were still charging forward, and the bodies were piled up like mountains. The mind lightning kept blowing the corpses, and the flesh and blood came over the city gate like lava, slowly passing by Zhao Mai's feet, like the scene of doomsday.
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