1867: C1867 Captain Lao Sa

C1867 Captain Lao Sa

"Two hundred ?"1

Looking at the hundreds of orc's figures rushing over from the horizon, Long Bufan's gaze swept across them, and quickly estimated the number of people on the other side. Compared to the The Temple of the Gods, although they were weaker by a hundred, but from their powerful formations, Long Bufan believed that the beastmen alone were enough to fight off two disciples on their side.

Bang!

Not long later, two hundred beastmen appeared in the air around Long Bufan and the others with a terrifying speed. They then landed on the ground in unison, with two hundred pairs of gigantic feet landing on the ground.

Due to orc's tall and sturdy build, with a body that was almost five metres tall, standing opposite to the The Temple of the Gods, even though there was a hundred people difference in strength between the two sides, in terms of formation, he was not weaker than the The Temple of the Gods. In fact, in terms of vision, he looked even bigger.

Such a powerful aura caused all the Disciples of the Divine Hall present to tense up even more. Their eyes were filled with caution as they looked at the beastmen race that they had only read about in the booklet.

These big fellows, the fingernails at the end of their thick and sturdy arms were as sharp as knives, sharp and long. With a body of bronze colored armor protecting the important parts of their bodies, they looked just like a wild beast army.

Facing such a lineup, even the current Long Bufan felt that it was troublesome. If the berserk beast grade orc team were to charge forward at that time, even if all three hundred of them could not fight to the end and escape, it would still be troublesome.

"So it's a human army."

The sturdy beastman at the front of the group from orc swept his eyes across Long Bufan and the others with his sinister red eyes. His voice was like a bell, rough and loud.

From the looks of it, this fellow was the leader of the orc.

"Lao Sa, look over there." Just then, an Orc holding a spiked mace spoke to the leader of the orc. He looked at the group of morning-gold behind Long Bufan and the others, his eyes revealing a fanatical look.

Hearing that, the leader of the orc who was called 'Lao Sa' also looked towards the direction of the voice. His eyes immediately flashed with a scarlet light, and his fangs started to tremble as he laughed: "It's actually morning-gold, no wonder there are so many humans gathered here. It is said that humans are the most proficient at treasure hunting. As expected, their reputation is well-deserved, haha ? "

When the rest of the Beastmen saw so many morning-gold s, their hideous and sinister faces revealed a sense of wild joy, completely ignoring Long Bufan and the others in front of them.

According to the historical records of the orc, although the martial skills of the human warriors that they met in their previous sessions were strange and strange, their bodies were incomparably weak. As long as they could get close enough and punch down, they would be smashed half to death.

Therefore, after so many years, the orc had gradually become more and more subtle, defining humans as the weakest race and group of people that would enter the plane of existence to search for treasures.

Moreover, according to historical records, the taste of human flesh seemed to be incomparably fresh and delicious, especially for these humans who cultivated martial arts. If consumed, it would even have the effect of nourishing the muscles and bones!

It was no wonder that when these orc teams stared at Long Bufan and the rest, they seemed to have seen a pile of delicious food, and couldn't help but lick their lips ?

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