Black Dragon Code

Gal kept his head in suspense and did not speak. After seizing the gap, he immediately counterattacked. His right hand was like a hammer, and he slammed down, hitting the elbow that Kalodan used to block. Violent outrageous.

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

The derived body's posture was still relaxed, the more violent Gall's attack was, the stronger the sarcasm on his face.

He condescendingly taunted the orc chief, extremely sharp and mean, and his fierce words deeply hurt Gal's heart. Every time he said a word, Gal's face became more ferocious, the lines of rage throbbed, and his pupils showed a terrifying look. Dark green.

The fist swept across.

For the first time, Calodan showed a serious look on his face. He was forced to step back, distance himself, slowly move his shoulders and twist his neck.

"Dragon veins?"

Calodan stared into Gall's eyes: "It's so pitiful. In the glorious age, only the most humble chief who couldn't use the power of blood would choose to use the power of other creatures."

"You think we don't want to regain the glory of the past, and don't want to use the power of blood?" Cal squatted down slowly, raised his right hand, looked at his fist as if in thought, and said word by word: "You don't know at all, because we What happened to the failure of the Second Era."

"What else could it be?" Calodan smiled, as if he had already understood everything, he sneered and said, "It's just a curse."

"Just put on shackles and treat yourself as a dog. Now I tell you, a wolf is a wolf! Even if the limbs are broken and the shackles are put on, the wolf is still a wolf. Idiot, open your eyes and see clearly!"

The dark orc's fangs became thick and long, the muscles all over his body were raised high, and the veins and blood vessels appeared on his forearms. His body size increased by two times compared to before.

The power of the ancient orc blood is awakened.

He strode up, the back of his fist collided with Gal’s thrashing arm, his straight right hand stretched out like lightning, grabbing Gal’s arm, Kalodan reached the legendary level in one fell swoop, the sudden change in speed made him Unable to adapt, he grabbed Gal's arm at once, exerted force with his five fingers, grabbed the orc chief's shoulder blades, lifted him up, and slammed him to the ground, making a muffled bang.

His strength and speed are not inferior to Gal who uses dragon veins, and he is even better than him, and he still has enough strength to beat the orc chief.

Both the orcs and the dark orcs watched the battle from both sides. This is clearly a Mudala of the Second Era, but he didn't kill Gal immediately, but smashed it to the ground again and again, or stumbled or fell, Gall's roaring attack would be crushed and crushed .

"Too slow, too slow!"

Every time the attack was received, Kalodan yelled: "Is this the only descendant of our desperate continuation? Is this the only thing?"

What a humiliation... Gal felt his nerves were on fire. The opponent clearly had the ability to defeat him, but he just used this method to knock him down again and again. It seemed that he would keep beating him until he couldn't get up.

This feeling of powerlessness is really bad.

He gets up, punches, and gets knocked down, gets up, punches, gets knocked down, again and again until Gal's vision blurs and doubles.

What Gal thought of when he punched was the tribe, not the huge orc tribe of the current Blackwing Empire, but the Stonecrow clan in the wild. The orc habitat in the Blackwing Empire is a peaceful and prosperous town. As the current chief of the orcs, he He lived in a clean and bright house, but between half-dream and half-waking in the middle of the night, Gal always felt that he was in the dilapidated cave of the Rock Crow Clan in the wild, and his nostrils were full of the stench of pickled meat and fur.

When he decided to get up, the scene suddenly spun, a violent green dragon and a tide-like army appeared in front of him, the old chieftain Sif's sparse hair all floated under the effect of mana, growling and shouting for him to go.

Gall found himself unable to do anything, he could only wake up from the dream whimpering, eyes full of burning bones and broken gray robes.

If he could get stronger and stronger,

Maybe there is a chance to jump up and kill Sylvia, the poisonous mother. In that case, the old leader will not have to die.

So Gal worked hard. He is not young anymore, and his status is also at the top of the orc clan. Normally, the great chief at this time should eat meat and drink every day, give advice and take care of his back. Earn more benefits for the orc clan in the empire, but Garr only wants to become stronger and stronger.

He could only watch when Sifu died, he could only watch when the black dragon killed the green dragon, he could only watch when the Blackwing Lair attacked the northern kingdoms, and when the Blackwing Empire was at war with the Alliance of Three Gods He could only watch... He hated this feeling of powerlessness, so he desperately became stronger, never missed every battle, and took the lead in every battle.

He swore that there would never be a next time, but when the situation came to an end, Garr found that he was still useless, the enemies of the Black Dragon Emperor were becoming more and more terrifying, and the meager strength he worked hard to improve could not cope with the successive appearances opponent.

Kalodan stepped on his head and continued to taunt: "If all the orcs are like this, the dynasty shouldn't have let you stay."

If the old wizard is here, this guy must not be able to say such a thing, right? Are you willing? Not reconciled, not reconciled!

All the anger and humiliation in his life gathered together, causing Gal's soul to roar like an angry lion. He put his hands on the ground and propped up his body bit by bit under Kalodan's feet.

Gal, who was lying prone on the ground and restrained by others, suddenly rose to the sky, using his hands as fulcrums, raised his right foot like a rhinoceros horn, and kicked hard at Kalodan's block with his raised iron boot. On the arm, the kick made Kalodan lean back, and suppressed Gall's right leg to pull out, and took three steps back.

Raising his head, Gal's dark green eyes had long since disappeared, turning into the same scarlet color as the dark orc.

He who had seized the initiative did not delay, kicked the ground and rushed forward, his right hand grabbed the left wrist of Kalodan who was leaning back, his left arm was bent into an angle, and he hit a powerful elbow.

It is absolutely impossible for the current Aladea orcs to have such speed and strength, and it is absolutely impossible for mortals to possess such speed and strength. This punch broke through the legendary barrier that Gal had longed for, and the effect of the sonic boom swept across the entire valley. The high-frequency vibration of the air was faster than the fist, causing Kalodan's black hair to be tied back and raised high.

There was a flash of satisfaction in Kalodan's eyes... Then he clenched his right fist tightly, pulled his arm back and contracted his muscles, and the front of his fist moved forward, colliding with Gal's elbow, and there was a sound of bone cracking. Without the power of the legendary realm, he flew out sideways.

"That's it!" Kalodan rushed forward like a bull, kicking: "It's not enough, hurry up, faster!"

Gal himself didn't realize that every time he used all his strength to launch an attack, his muscles would surge rapidly. Gradually, more and more muscles were exposed outside his body, and his veins and blood vessels stood out, making his body bigger than before. a full circle.

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