What's more, judging from their fighting situation, the orcs already have a great advantage, and their morale has been demonstrated. Bingpo was immediately encouraged.
However, the battle below made Moliqi's face darker. He knew that his men had more problems, and it was absolutely impossible to solve these problems at this time. Therefore, he could not help but feel
A little bit of excitement.
If an ordinary person is stimulated by the following battle situation, the result may be that he becomes timid or even fails. But Molic is not someone else in front of him.
He is also a relatively capable general next to the Lord. Therefore, such stimulation will only make him stronger, rather than losing him. Soon, a red light flashed in the eyes of Mo Qi, who was standing in front of Bingpo.
.This light is shining, giving people strong pressure.[
He rushed towards the place where Bing Po was in anger!
Bingpo frowned. He naturally felt how powerful the Molic was in front of him. Both of them had the same power close to God, and more importantly, Molic had more combat experience than Bingpo.
.
Otherwise, the back of Bingpo's hand wouldn't have been injured just now. No matter what happened, under the current situation, they could only persevere and never fall short!
"Elder..." Karl found the elder of the Orcs again. Seeing that the elder's eyes were still staring at the sky, he couldn't help but worry. "Elder, we have almost killed all the men in black below. These little people are basically dead."
It’s nothing to be afraid of. But what about the Beast God’s side? Why hasn’t the winner been decided yet?”
In fact, it is not that the strength of these men in black is poor, it is because there are too many orcs, and their attacks are unexpected. Moreover, their natural physical fitness is also very good, so this situation occurs instead.
When the number of orcs increases, basically when facing the men in black, several orcs will fight together in a group. It will be strange if you can't beat them!
The old beard of the elder of the beast tribe was blown up by the wind in the grassland. He stared at the black mist in the air, and then said: "Use our faith to support our beast god!"
When Karl heard such words, he was stunned.
Every race has its own beliefs, and when the number of believers and their sincerity reaches a certain level, then there will be the existence of belief power.