Godo is very excited now!

Because there are more than 300 elves with fine skin and tender flesh outside, Godot seems to smell the tempting fragrance, which belongs to cooked food.

The Fist Blade tribe is also one of the top tribes in the Siberian wasteland. Godot is the leader of the Fist Blade tribe. There are about 4,000 warriors in the clan, and they firmly occupy the position of the second Siberian leader.

Hearing the news that the largest orc tribe, Takura, was wiped out by humans last time, and Godot almost laughed to death after hearing this news.

No one wants to stay in the position of the second child, especially the bandits who keep their heads on their crotch to make a living like them.

The power of the Takura tribe has been reduced, which has just fulfilled the position of the Fistblade tribe as the leader of the Siberian leader.

In addition to the more than 300 elves that were unexpectedly harvested outside, Godo was smiling proudly in his dreams.

The brave orc idiots who are not good at making any tricks can be wiped out by humans. Don’t they know the essence of guerrilla warfare? Godot despises him in his heart.

Speaking of the more than 300 elves outside, it was really a surprise.

Since the news of the Takura tribe's injury came, Godo brought more than 2,000 warriors in his tribe to give the orc tribe a warning and make him recognize his status in the Siberian wasteland, but he didn't expect to encounter a business group.

Things were very simple afterwards. Godot originally wanted to rob some food and goods, but he didn't expect that the head of the business group gave him more than 300 fine skin, tender flesh and watery elves for free.

Elf...Gordo's saliva kept flowing. The ogres were so old that they had eaten anything, but they had never eaten elves.

Is the lord of the Orc Empire so terrifying? He just told the head of the merchant group what he had done during this period, and that human was giving the elf to himself in vain?

Godot didn't want to think about it, nor was he too lazy to think about it. After getting the elves, the ogres were too lazy to rush to the Takura tribe to challenge the orcs, and set off directly to go home. They traveled for more than two hundred miles and returned here shortly after.

The elves are indeed beautiful, and even the ogres have to admit the beauty and nobility of this darling of nature.

Goddo wanted to get a few elves over, then stripped their clothes and let them lie on their own bed, creaking with the swaying of their bodies. Unfortunately, the dead elves must not be delicious.

Compared to beauty, Godot would rather regard them as a delicacy!

Besides, the skinny figure of the elves is as good as that of their own female ogres? What a drooping body and how vigorous it is to pinch it? The beauties in the clan's clan's screams on the bed were also full of roughness and wildness, which made Godot deeply unable to extricate himself.

Well, after the moon rises, I must eat eight elf bodies and three thighs. Godo made a decision in his heart.

A loud "touch" sound broke Godo's reverie. The ogre leader even felt like an earthquake had occurred. He was suddenly bounced up, and then fell to the ground with a fierce blow, and his head hit the ground, and suddenly a big bag swelled up.

"What's going on?" Godo shouted to the outside world hatefully.

He was answered by shrill screams and panic running sounds.

Godot lifted the animal skin hanging at the door and rushed out of the door, and suddenly saw an incredible scene.

A human, holding a spear in his hand, was extremely brave and powerful. The attack of a huge open and close made all the ogres who were approaching him kill.

Godot saw with his own eyes a little concubine pierced through the abdomen with a shot, and then the human punched her head.

Godot was shocked. What a powerful force. As the leader of the ogre clan, his combat power was naturally the most powerful, but it was impossible to get him to mess with an ogre's head.

Following this man is an equally brave tauren.

Godot recognizes him! Carl! The commander of the Taurus! He has met several times on the Siberian wasteland.

The huge axe in Carl's hand was also filled with countless bloodstains. The Taurus waved the axe with his huge arm strength, followed behind Qin Jian, and harvested the lives of the fish that escaped the net.

The first time he saw Carl, Godot remembered the Taurus Legion of Yougo on the Siberian wasteland, but turned around and looked, there was no.

A loud and crisp chirping came from above, and Godo looked up.

Dozens of birds with their wings stretched out and exposed their sharp fangs dived quickly and rose! With each dive, these birds could use their sharp mouths to make a hole in the ogre's head, or grab an ogre with their claws and fly to the sky to throw them down.

The two-legged flying dragon? Gordo's eyes widened.

The brave humans and the Taurus Legion commander in front of him, coupled with the dozens of two-legged flying dragons with obvious combat power, showed a strange combination, and a sharp massacre was launched at the center of the Fist Blade Tribe.

Yes, it's a massacre! No ogre can get close to the human five-digit number, from Godot's position, the compatriots who rushed up were picked out like a mass of mud, and were sprayed with blood all over the sky.

Godot was angry, and the blood on his body also started to burn.

He turned around and returned to the house, took out his weapon, a mace with a sharp barb. This mace was obtained when he was robbed, and he made many contributions to Godot.

Godo decided to use this weapon to open a scoop on Carl or the human head.

The ogre leader is the ogre leader.

He did not shout loudly, nor did he integrate his tribe members. Survival of the fittest is the most basic rule on the wasteland. Robbers must always remind themselves that they will not see the sun tomorrow before they are qualified to become a real robber.

Godo hid himself and touched forward, mingling among the army of ogres, his mace in his hand tightened.

The tribesmen in front fell one by one, and the speed was simply described as horror, but Godo was not worried. As long as he could kill one with one blow, victory would be on his side.

Godot saw clearly that the human with a spear in his hand was the main force, and Carl was at most just helping him.

The ogre leader decided to attack this human first. As long as he kills him, no matter how brave a tauren is, he will be killed by his own tribe. Then he can roast beef tendon again tonight.

The tribe members who were standing in front of him fell down again. The opportunity came, and this human was so careless that he left his back to him.

Godot immediately clenched the mace with both hands, a fierce light flashed in his eyes. After a few steps to help, he jumped up suddenly, and used his heavyweight body as a support to smash the mace on the human head.

Godot could even imagine the scene of opening the scoop.

"Sir, be careful!" Carl shouted loudly, rushing towards Qin Jian with the danger of being swept by the ogre stick.

Qin Jian's eyes were also red. When he heard a gust of wind behind his head, it was too late to turn around. He could only use the energy in his body and concentrate his willpower on his head.

There was a loud "touch" sound, and time seemed to have stopped.

It's over! Carl's face is ashes.

Although the ogres were dirty, vicious and cruel, their power was not covered. Carl could see the sharp thorns on the mace, and even light spots were fired on it. It was obviously a weapon made of steel.

It is hard for the commander of the Tauren Legion to imagine what kind of scene would be if his head was hit like this. Even if he didn't die, he would probably not be very angry.

What's more, adults are just humans.

Godot was also excited, and he succeeded, haha... the gods were indeed on their side.

However, Godot's pride was instantly strangled by a look.

The human being hit by him turned slowly, his eyes were as red as fire, and he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled at himself evilly.

The ogre leader swallowed with a thrust.

It's unreasonable!

Even if it is a monster, Godot thinks that his attack can break its spine with his own attack. What's more, the other party is just a human, and the part that was hit is still the head?

Qin Jian's head was full of pain!

Fuck him, he was actually covered in vagina? A wisp of blood flowed down the top of his head, slashed through Qin Jian's eyes and flowed down his face, making his already crazy face look even more ferocious.

The barbs on the mace are not a good-looking decoration. Even with Qin Jian's current defense, he had to be injured when facing the ogre leader's full blow.

After grabbing the mace, Godo came to his senses and wanted to withdraw his weapon and give it to the other party. However, he did not expect that this not-tall human being had such powerful strength, and the mace did not move at all.

Qin Jian pulled the mace to him and stuck the ogre in front of him.

"In order to commend your bravery, I decided to kill you in the greatest way!" Qin Jian raised the ogre in his hand high and then threw it to the ground fiercely.

Goldo's eyes were filled with stars, and his body seemed to be light.

The ogres around saw that their tribe members were subdued so easily, and they all watched around them. In addition to Qin Jian's cruelty just now, no one dared to step forward.

Qin Jian straightened up and stepped on Gordo's chest with big feet. Gordo still wanted to resist, but it was useless.

The gentian gun slowly stretched down, and the tip of the gun touched Gordo's chest.

The cold and sharp pain almost made Godot's soul leave his body, and his resistance became even bigger.

"Karl!" Qin Jian shouted, and the commander of the Tauren Legion looked at a group of ogres with his head held high and walked to Qin Jian with his head held high.

"Cut off his hands and feet!" Qin Jian's words were like the storm of wind blowing from an iceberg, which made the ogres around him shudder.

"Yes, sir." Carl faithfully executed the order, and chopped down the axe, and Godo's limbs split instantly.

The ogre leader was crying in pain, his face twisted. The pain that was so painful that he lost all the honors of the warriors.

Even if Qin Jian doesn't care about him, the ogre leader will die due to excessive blood loss.

But Qin Jian did not do this.

"A brave ogre, after you return to the embrace of your faith gods, don't forget my name. I am the lord of the Siberian wasteland, Qin Jian!"

Under the fearful gaze of all the ogres, Qin Jian slowly poked the dragon spear into Gordo's chest.

That was an abnormal illusion, or it was really so slow that it was no longer something that ogres could consider.

They just heard a puff first, and then blood flowed out of their patriarch's chest.

The tip of the gun was still poking down slowly, and the cruel human seemed to like this move very much, pushing the spear down little by little.

"Hey..." It should be the sound of the tip of the gun rubbing against the bone, and a funny idea surged into the minds of the ogres.

Godot was still struggling violently, but without his limbs, he could not have made too much noise.

Gordo's mouth was filled with blood with bubbles, and he begged intermittently: "Hurry up...please... kill me quickly."

The fear of death and the torture of inhumanity made Godotpa die immediately.

When blood suddenly burst out from Gordo's chest, the ogre leader spasmed, widened his god-watching eyes, and slowly disappeared. This effect should be the tip of the gun pierced the heart.

It was so long! All the ogres breathed a sigh of relief.
To be continued...