Black Dragon Code

"bloodline..." An orc rubbed his eyes and muttered to himself.

Gal's body has undergone unexpected changes, completely beyond the scope of previous cognition, and his body is rapidly becoming similar to Kalodin.

This is the bloodline power that has long disappeared from the orcs after the end of the second era, and now it can be reproduced in Gal.

Gal stretched out his hand to hold Carlodan’s wrist and tightened it abruptly. The wrist bone broke in the sound of "ka ka", and Carlodan roared in pain. He couldn't withdraw his hand. Gal's arm is like a trap, holding his hand firmly with far more power than before.

Carrodin whirled around and kicked Gal's chest, making a loud noise, sandwiching the sound of broken bones, the two silhouettes separated, Carrodin volleyed 360 degrees and turned upside down. Down.

Gal crouched, his muscles undulating like boiling water, he opened his mouth and spit out a thick bloody sputum, took a deep breath, inhaled a huge amount of oxygen, and then slowly stood up.

"It seems that you have tried your best."

Carrodin looked at him and said: "In the glory days, such power is the basic requirement to become a true chief. Quality. Legendary, just the beginning."

"But you are over." Gal said.

The two sides kicked on the ground at the same time, and the curved knee joints exploded with extraordinary power. The unimaginable orcs can maintain the rapid speed that the eyeballs can’t follow under their huge bodies. Gal and Kalodin tossed in the flat valley. Wrestling, every time they collided, they made a deafening roar. They chased each other, and the air waves of fists and feet made people feel real pain.

It is rumored that Legendary fighters can bathe in lava. This is their power.

The two fisted and retreated at the same time, and the rock was crushed under his feet. Carlodan was slightly paused. After all, what he used was not his own body, but only a container. The enemy's state can be ignored, but if you encounter an evenly matched opponent, this weakness will be revealed.

He arched his body and launched a charge again, Gal immediately rushed forward, his right hand folded into claws, hooked Kalodin’s elbow and raised, his left hand fist was sharp and punched like an iron cone. His armpit.

Calordan felt the stagnation of his body and could not stop the blow, but after all he was the experienced Chief of the Ancient Orc. Although he suffered a great loss, he did not distance subconsciously at this moment, but Enduring the pain of his right arm as if suffering from a heavy hammer, he reacted extremely quickly and slammed into Gal's body. The right foot had appeared behind Gal's back, and he was about to trip him with his backhand.

If you are not experienced in fighting, even if you have the power of the Legendary realm, you can easily be brought back to the situation by this sudden move. Unfortunately, Gal’s fighting experience is absolutely rich. The reason why he was able to be defeated by the Black Wing Empire Orcs The clan called the Great Chief, and they were all made with battle axes and fists. The words "Great Chief" were covered with blood and scars.

The speed of the force that was originally suppressed by the absolute has caught up. Gal will no longer be easily knocked down by Kalodin. When Kalodin’s shoulders just touched Gal’s chest, Gal’s elbows have already smashed into Two muffled noises sounded almost simultaneously on the face of Carlodan!

Gal covered his chest and retreated, while Kalodin leaned back and sat on the ground, splashing blood and sweat, two broken fangs fluttered in the air and flew towards the field. outer.

"You lost."

Gal eased and took a breath. Although his body hurts as if he is about to break, he still barely supports his body and walks forward slowly.

The orc’s EQ is relatively low, but by now, he has probably understood Kalodin’s intentions. The opponent is fully capable of killing himself immediately in battle, but Kalodin didn’t do that. Instead, he used constant humiliation and mockery to squeeze his own potential, which eventually led to Kalodin's defeat.

"It seems that you have understood, kid." Carlodan lifts the head to look at him, blood filling his teeth.

"This is your purpose?" Gal panted.

"Mone's will drove me to come here. To be honest, I didn't expect my opponent will be the descendants of the orcs." He laughed: "I want to see if my descendants are enough. Ge, if it’s really bad, you’re dead now."

"So, isn’t the curse true?"

"Of course it’s true."

" p>

Carrodin affirmed: "You children, I am afraid that you will not be able to set foot in Legendary in your life. That is our fault. The defeat of the Second Age has brought deep suffering to the orcs, and it is more difficult to break free than before. Thousands of times higher."

"Thank you."

Gal took a deep breath, as if it took a lot of effort to say two words: "Ancestor."

"You don’t have to say thank you, but you must remember that your own power alone cannot lift the curse of the orcs. The Black Dragon is very strong and very strong. Since you are fighting for it, if there If you are an opportunity, you can try to request..."

In the middle of the speech, Carlodan suddenly stopped, his eyes were bloodshot for an instant, his muscles surged again, and his body within the body issued a crack crack The skeleton turning sound.

His shoulders trembled abruptly. As the skeleton changed drastically, Carlodan's body within the body gushed out a mountain cry out and sea howl-like murderous intention, a completely different imposing manner spread out, majestic The power of the body flows on the surface of the body, he extends the hand, the dark giant blade croaks back to his hand.

Gal’s pupils shrank into pinpoints in an instant. He didn’t know what happened to Carlodan within the body, but this was definitely not the force they could resist at the moment. I am afraid that a black-wing leader like Erha and Nero It won't work if you come!

The rumbling air waves are deafening, and the next moment is scattered ashes and dispersed smoke. It turns into nothingness, like two abruptly switching paintings. The dark giant blade that I just held in Carlodan’s hand just now has been inserted. His own chest.

"This is..." Gal looked confused.

"You don't need to understand, this has nothing to do with the orcs."

Kalordan sat with his legs spread, released the hand holding the giant blade, and his breath returned to the previous one. Calm, blood quickly filled his chest and back: "Can you come over a little bit? Kid."

"Okay." Gal thought for two seconds, nodded in agreement, and he walked a few steps forward and leaned over Kneeled down on one knee and looked at Carodan.

"What's your name?"

"Gal."

"What about your last name?"

"Gal · Stone Crow. "

Since the defeat and destruction of the Second Age Dynasty, many famous orc surnames have disappeared in the continuous pursuit of human beings. Most of the orcs who survived later did not have their own surnames and could only regroup. The tribe is given the last name, just like the Jackal clan of the Northland.

"It's stupid, change one. How about Scalon?" Carlodan's dark face showed a faint smile: "Gal · Scalon."

"...Okay."

Gal bowed and lowered his head in front of Kalordan.

Carrodin touched Gal’s head with his palm, and said in a very low tone: "Prince Carlodan Scalon, allow you to take Scalon as your surname. I swear by my blood. Witness that the descendants of the orcs bear the name of their ancestors."

Every time he said a word, a puddle of blood poured out of his mouth, and his voice was extremely weak after speaking.

"Are you—want to leave?"

"Times have changed, and perhaps Aradia orcs are no longer qualified to be on top." Carlodan smiled and lifted his feeble His hand beat his chest: "But kid, even if you can't regain the glory of the past, you still have to be a very difficult to deal with guy..."

This is the last of Carlodan's life After saying a word, he closed his eyes.

His soul can neither go to Divine Kingdom nor enter hell. After taking the initiative to disperse, he can only drift away in the wind and turn into nothingness. In the future, even if Mone resurrects the dark orc derivative body again, it will no longer be Carlo Dan.

Gal sits on the ground unconsciously, staring blankly, his limbs seem not to belong to him.