Black Dragon Code

Gal dulled his head and did not speak. After grabbing the gap, he immediately began to counterattack. The right hand was like a hammer, slamming down and hitting the elbow that Carlodan used to block. Immediately afterwards, there was a knee-knee bump, and the offensive was violent.

"Wrong, wrong!" But in the storm-like attack, Kalodin even had enough power to shout: "All wrong! Your moves are too bad!"

The posture of the derivative body is still relaxed. The more violent Gal's attack, the stronger the mockery on his face.

His condescending taunt orc chieftain is extremely sharp and mean, and his fierce language deeply hurt Gal's heart. Every time he says a word, Gal's face adds a bit of ferociousness, and the lines of anger beat , The pupils glowed with terrible dark green.

The punch swept across.

For the first time, a serious expression appeared on Carlodan's face. He was forced to back up, stretch a distance, and slowly move his shoulders and twist his neck.

"Dragon veins?"

Carrodin stared into Gal's eyes: "It is pitiful. In the glorious age, only the most inferior chiefs who cannot use the power of bloodline will Choose to use the power of other creatures."

"Do you think we don't want to regain the glory of the past, and don't want to use bloodline power?" Gal slowly squatted down, raising his right hand, looking at his fist as if thoughtful , He said word by word: "You don't even know what happened to us because of the failure of the Second Age."

"What else?" Carlodan smiled, seeming to know everything He already understood something, he sneered and said, "It's just a curse."

"It's just a shackles and he treats himself as a dog. Now I tell you, a wolf is a wolf! Even if interrupted Put on the shackles on the limbs, the wolf is still a wolf, idiot, open your eyes to see clearly!"

The dark orc's fangs become thick and narrow, and the muscles all over his body are high and bulging, and blood vessels appear on the forearm. The size has increased by two laps.

Ancient Orc bloodline power awakening.

He strode up and hit the back of Gal’s fist against Gal’s thumping arm. The straight right hand stretched out like lightning to grab Gal’s big arm, and Carlodan reached In the Legendary state, the sudden change in speed made it impossible to adapt. He grabbed Gal's arm, his five fingers exerted force, grabbed the orc chief's shoulder blades to lift him up, and slammed it to the ground, making a loud noise.

His power speed is not inferior to Gal, who uses the dragon veins, and even better than that, he still has more power to beat the orc chieftain.

Whether it is an orc or a dark orc, they watch the battle on both sides. This is clearly a Mudala of the Second Age, but he didn't kill Gal immediately, but smashed it to the ground time and time again, or smashed it or threw it, Gal's roaring attack would be defeated and defeated.

"Too slow, too slow!"

Every time an attack was received, Carlodan yelled: "Is this the only thing that is the descendant of our desperate continuation? Only That’s it?"

It’s really humiliating...Gal feels like his nerves are burning. The other party is obviously capable of defeating him, but he just hurts him again and again in this way. It seemed that he was going to fight until he couldn't get up.

This feeling of powerlessness is terrible.

He climbed up, punched, and then knocked down, then climbed up, punched, and then knocked down, time and time again, until Gal's vision was blurred and double images.

When he punched his fist, Gal thought of the tribe, not the huge orc tribe of the Black Wing Empire, but the Stone Crow Clan in the wild plains. The habitat of the orcs in the Black Wing Empire is peaceful and prosperous. In the town, as the current chief of the orc, he lives in a clean and bright house, but in the middle of the night, Gal always feels that he is in the ruined cave of the wild plains Stone Crow Clan, his nose is full of bacon and fur. .

When he decided to get up, the picture turned abruptly, the violent Green Dragon and the tide of the army appeared in front of him, the old chief Sif's thin hair all floated under the effect of mana, and he shouted at him to go.

Gal found that he couldn't do anything. He could only wake up from his dream while whimpering, his eyes full of burning bones and broken gray robe.

If he can become stronger and stronger, he might have a chance to jump up and hack Mother of Poisons Sylvia. In that case, the old leader won't have to die.

So Gal worked hard. He is not young anymore, and he is at the top of the orc clan. Normally, the great chief at this time should eat meat and drink every day, give instructions and take care of his back. What he thinks is How to take in more power and earn more benefits for the orc clan in the empire, but Gal is full of mind but just wants to be stronger and stronger.

When Sif died, he could only watch. When Black Dragon killed Green Dragon, he could only watch. When Black Wing Lair attacked the northern countries, he could only watch, Black Wing Empire. When fighting with the Three Gods Alliance, he could only watch... He hated the feeling of powerlessness, so he desperately became stronger, never missed every battle, and took the lead in every battle.

He vowed that there would never be another time, but when the matter came, Gal found that he was still useless. The enemies of the Black Dragon emperor were getting more and more terrifying, and he tried to improve. The meager power is simply unable to cope with the opponents who are coming on stage one after another.

Carrodin stepped on his head and continued taunting: "If the orcs are all such things now, the dynasty should not let you stay."

If the old wizard Now, this guy must not be able to say such a thing, right? Willing? Not reconciled, not reconciled!

All the anger and humiliation of his life gathered together, causing Gal's soul to roar like a lion. He leaned on the ground with his hands and propped up his body at the feet of Kalodin little by little.

Gal, lying prone on the ground and restrained by people’s power from nowhere, suddenly rose to the sky, using his hands as a fulcrum, lifting his right foot like a rhinoceros's top horn, fiercely kicked at Carlo with his violent iron boots On the arm that Dan used to block, he kicked Callodin backwards, suppressing Gal's right leg and pulling out, backing three steps.

lifts the head, Gal's dark green eyes are long gone, turning into the same scarlet as the dark orcs.

He who grabbed the initiative did not delay, kicked the ground and threw himself out. The right hand pulled Kalodin, who was leaning back, with his left wrist and his left arm bent into an angle. Momentum is big, power is deep. Elbow.

It is absolutely impossible for the Aradia orcs to possess such speed and strength, and it is absolutely impossible for mortals to possess such speed and strength. This fist breaks through the legendary barrier that Gal has longed for, and the effect of the sonic boom has swept the whole In the valley, the high-frequency vibration of the air was faster than that of the fist, causing the black hair that Carodan was tied back to rise high.

Carrodin’s eyes showed a flash of satisfaction...Then he clenched his right fist, pulled his arm back to contract his muscles, and his fist went forward, hitting Gal’s elbow, cracking his bones. After the sound came out, Gal did not possess the power of the Legendary realm after all, and flew out sideways.

"That's it!" Kalodin rushed up like a bull and kicked: "Not enough, fast, faster!"

Gal didn't notice it, every time Attacking with all his strength will cause his muscles to surging rapidly. Gradually, his muscles exposed outside his body become more and more. The veins and blood vessels are highlighted, and his body is larger than before.