Chapter 752 Arek kills the enemy chief with one arm
Arrek seemed to walk into a canvas of a static battle. The battlements were riddled with holes, thick smoke rolled on the walls, and several turrets had been completely scrapped.
On the other side of the wall, the ground was covered with overlapping craters, filled with residue from green cannons and armored vehicles. Tens of thousands of greens were trying to rush up the walls, while the defenders continued to destroy the ladders.
The green skin on the ground kept firing towards the wall, trying to make more ladders rise.
The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, but due to the gap in the city wall, it was only a matter of time before they were broken through.
Hundreds of greens had already climbed up the walls, and Arric himself was surrounded by them.
Less than five meters away from Ya was the howling monster that had been before was the howling monster. It seemed to be summoning his opponent to come out for duel, because it had defeated its opponent, a colonel leaning against a scrapped cannon behind the leader of the war.
The colonel was still able to move, but was very weak, and his right arm twisted to a strange angle, his face covered in blood.
The green-skinned boys lined up on both sides of their boss and repeated shouting.
Arrek knew who this beast was and answered according to its name.
"Uguhad!"
The war leader turned his head and his pistol was larger than a heavy bomb gun, and his right hand was loaded with power claws. This war leader was also one of the most powerful leaders under the Bone Brokener, and was the pioneer when attacking Storm Nest Capital.
Because the Bone Brokener lost contact for some time, he became the head of all the green skins near Hades' nest.
Now, he is ready to take down this hard-to-kill stone completely to prove that he is strong enough so that it may have a chance to replace his boss - something any green skin would imagine.
The battlefield seemed to have quieted down at this moment.
All of Arrek's attention was focused on his opponent, but he felt that both humans and Greenskin stopped to witness the symbolic showdown between the two sides.
He knew what the bet for this battle was, and Uguhard should also be very clear.
The war leader looked down at the political commissar, who also saw the disappointment revealed in a pair of small and outrageous red eyes on the huge head shell.
Uguhard came to challenge a qualified opponent, but he only found a human who was not bigger than other humans, let alone very old.
It hummed with contempt.
Yarik took out his explosive pistol and chain saw.
Uguhard smiled, raised his power claws and tried to crush Arik with one grab.
Arrek rushed straight towards the other party without saying a word, lowered his head and dodged the claws that were hit by a punch, shot his pistol at the armor-covered chest, and stabbed the sword into the flesh of the arm holding the gun.
"Damn it!"
Uguhard roared, took a step back, and raised his gun to point at Yarik.
Arrek shot with a backhand, and the bullet was lucky enough to fly into the other party's barrel, and the huge pistol exploded.
This was beyond Yarik's expectations, and the people around him and the green skin were even more shocked.
Uguhard was also shocked.
"Damn it! What's going on!"
Realizing that the war leader was not good, he threw the scrap iron at Arric.
The scrap iron hit Arik's shoulder, almost knocking him over.
The political commissar took a few steps back and created a little space.
Uguhard looked at him, revealing his joy in his smile, as if saying - he made it beat.
The pain was hit on the left shoulder by the scrapped pistol. The pain had begun to affect Arik's reaction. When Uguhar began to move forward, there was a dark familiarity in every step, as if everything had been rehearsed, and every step seemed familiar.
He couldn't help but remember the dream he had once had, the nightmare that symbolized destruction and death.
Will this be his end?
"Come again! Shrimp!!"
Uguhard waved his paws again, and Yarik jumped back and stepped to the left.
The war leader smashed the wrinkled ground into pieces with one blow, and inertia turned it around, forcing it to turn its back to the political commissar - his body was too thick armor, so Arrek raised his sword and slashed at the opponent's left hand again.
The next moment, a shadow flashed before Yarik, and Uguhard turned around with a laugh - his clumsiness was just a disguise.
So his power claw clamped the political commissar's arm holding the sword.
"Get fooled!"
The pain in the dream and reality overlapped, and Arric trembled under pressure and threw down the sword in his hand.
Uguhard stood up straight, showing the political commissar hanging on his claws to one side, then the other side, then let out a victorious roar, and his claws pinched down.
"Well--"
With a muffled groan, Arik's bones shattered and blood burst out from the middle of his claws.
His lips twisted in pain and hatred, his teeth grinded together, and booed in anger, but did not scream.
"It's pretty tough!"
Uguhar laughed and held the political commissar's left shoulder with his other hand, turned the other person's head towards him, waiting for the human to understand what he was going to do.
Then, he pulled and tied up, and Arik's limbs separated.
The severe pain flashed like white light in front of the political commissar, but he felt a sense of liberation when his muscles and bones were broken.
Then, the pain turned from light to darkness, and vertigo hit, but Yarik refused it.
He has nothing but will.
Uguhard let go of his hand, and Arric fell to the ground, blood spurting out from his right shoulder, dyeing one side of his body red.
The war leader put his ripped arm in front of him and played with it, as if this mortal is no longer worthy of its attention.
Arric's sword was within reach, and he held it tightly with his left hand, casting his pain, together with all the pain of burning Amyddoton, into a move.
He stood up again.
"Uguhad!"
The political commissar shouted, and the war leader looked down in surprise.
The next second, the chainsaw sword penetrated into the gap in his rough armor and kept poking into his throat.
Uguhard's eyes were filled with surprise and his knees were shaking.
Arrek saw its neck back and forth with his sword, and the choking sound of the war leader was soon replaced by a bloody fountain.
Although it was soaked in blood, Arik still kept sawing it, cutting off his muscles and bones, and cutting off his own pain and weakness.
He finally cut through.
Although he could no longer feel the pain in his body, and although his fingers were numb, he resisted the darkness.
Arric inserted his sword to the ground, picked up the huge head, took it to the edge of the battlement, and showed it to all the green skins.
"I'm Arik!"
He yelled in the savage language of green skins, which was a secret that few people only knew - he knew to speak Oak.
"I see you! You'll die!"
Then he changed to pure Gothic.
"Did you see it? Hades will never be yours! Amyddoton will never be yours! I will stop you! This is your desperation!"
Then, he threw Uguhard's head down from the city, and the green-skinned boys exclaimed.
Then they turned around and ran away,
Then, finally, Arik chose to be shrouded in darkness.