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Chapter 89 The Actors Are In Place(1/2)

Anri thinks Gao Wen is going crazy!

My good friend suddenly turned into a philosopher. How can I wake him up?

It looks like he deserves a beating.

After watching Gao Wen fiddling for a while, he turned his "view" to Hegel. Anri finally couldn't help but say:

"Give me something about the same."

"Wait a moment, I will leave a memorial, it will have no effect on Hegel."

"Neuropathy!"

"Ha, if you change you to my current state, you will definitely be crazy than me!"

In a very affirmative tone, Gao Wen found an excuse for his approach.

This feeling is really great!

novel.

Stimulate.

Every new character appears, which brings him a sense of freshness, which makes Gao Wen feel that his soul is flying high in the sky, and everything in the world is from the perspective of God.

Gao Wen wants to share this feeling with the Anri.

"Did you see the orc with a knife beside the bald orc?"

“Which?”

"To the left, yes, it's the one who holds the knife.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will definitely play an important role in the subsequent battle.

Maybe it can kill the Dragon Slayer..."

Dark Sun: "???"

"Are you serious?" Anri asked inconsistency, thinking that Gao Wen was joking.

Even if the dragon slayer is in the form of a saint, his actual combat power should be about twenty-five.

The number of sublimation of life is not certain, but at least four times.

There is enough divine power behind him to recover from his injuries at any time.

Such a saint form of a god is not in the weak stage, so it is not so easy to kill.

Even if Anri does it himself, he dare not say that he can kill it.

"It's serious. After this guy's shadow entered the opera house, he kept gestured around the dragon slaughter's neck with a knife, as if he was looking for a position to cut the knife."

"......The orc you mentioned seems to have only one life sublimation, and it has just been broken through."

"But it's really gesticulating, and I think it's very successful."

"hehe."

Compared to Gao Wen’s words like sleepwalking, Anri still believes in experience more.

A level 17 orc who can cut down a saint form of a god is almost none.

"You don't believe it yet... Is that bald man? He's just a slightly smaller man? Do you believe this guy can face the Dragon Slayer with a hard steel?"

"That bald man before?"

"right!"

"I'll look..."

Although he said he didn't believe it, with Gao Wen's words, Anri's eyes were still carefully looking at the orc below.

The gaze of the dark sun attracted Oma's mother's vigilance.

Seeing this, the dark sun was thinking:

"I am very vigilant. I should be an orc sword saint. It seems that I have crossed the legendary threshold. If I have four sublimations of life, I should be able to fight the Dragon Slayer for a while."

"It's not just it. Many people in this orc camp are very strong. I suggest that they are finished fighting later. If you go down and throw it to the God of the Underworld (Legendary Magic), you may have unexpected gains."

Smiling, Gao Wen gave his own advice.

Anri nodded when he heard this.

"Can."

......

......

Although the two guys in the sky are human, they basically don’t plan to do what others should do.

Just wait for the orcs below to fight with the ogres.

One was waiting to collect the body, and the other was planning to make a small movie.

Ogre VS Orcs Wushou.

On the earth.

As the altar created by the ogre saint himself gradually rose, an uneasy atmosphere gradually spread in the orc camp.

The first to bear the brunt is the Cavalron Guard.

The strong men of these orcs gathered together and stared at the altar rising outside with murderous intent.

They recognize this altar.

In the orcs' hometown, it was after this strange-looking altar rose that those plant-attribute monsters appeared.

Erosion of orc living areas.

As a strong man among the orcs, most of the members of the Cavalron Guard have participated in the task of destroying altars.

They are impressed by this altar.

Compared with these orc warriors, some ordinary orcs in the camp were uneasy by more and more ogres outside.

Before this, they had learned that one of the residences of the Thunder Tribe was destroyed by the ogres.

The ogre who destroyed the orc stronghold now appeared outside the Thunder Tribe.

The orcs began to feel uneasy.

In such an atmosphere, Lei Chuan also followed the big leader Oma's mother and listened to the big leader telling some stories from the past.

Among them is the life of Oma Mother.

The first meeting between Oma's mother and Raythe father Lai Pig.

Oma's mother and Chai Wu from the Thunder Tribe go out for adventure together.

I went to Qianbian Snow Mountain to kill the snow monster, and also fought with the lion with bare hands when I was young.

From its youth, it has been told to its maturity.

Until an orc with four javelins behind him walked in and interrupted the conversation between them.

The person who came was the deputy captain of the Cavalron Guard, an orc warrior who touched the threshold of the legend.

"Great leader, there may be a god outside the camp."

Vice Captain Cavalon said to Oma's mother with a serious expression.

When Oma's mother heard this, wrinkles on her forehead piled up together.

"Is Resa sure?"

“Resa has confirmed.”

Resa is the captain of the Cavalon team, a legendary orc berserker, and the right-hand man whom Oma's mother trusts the most.

With Reza's confirmation, the ten things have basically been determined.

"The gods are catching up again, and I thought I could rest for a while."

Standing up from his seat, Oma's mother took off two long knives from the knife holder next to the stone house.

In Lei Hui's expression of wanting to speak but stopping, he smiled apologetically at him:

"Sorry, my child, I want to hear the story below. You have to wait for some time."

The response to Oma's mother was the bloodthirsty smile on Lei Chuan's face.

"Chief, I'm a warrior."

......

The silent orc finally moved.

After being beaten to the door, the orcs, a warlike race, were ready to appear in the sight of others in a new way.

Accompanied by the sound of the horns of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
To be continued...
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