Chapter 653 Bricks

Zhao Mai stood on the hill, holding a flat and wide stone in his hand, let's call it a "brick". What he faced were three fires in the col, three roasted lamb legs and a steaming lamb stew on the fire, as well as more than thirty hungry orcs.

A pair of red eyes looked at Zhao Mai, like a pack of wolves. They stared at Zhao Mai closely, baring their teeth in warning like wild beasts, and humming loudly in their throats. They are obviously different from ordinary orcs. They are more burly in shape, but they are more like giant apes or bulls than intelligent creatures.

"Is this a new change in the orcs?" Zhao Mai scratched his head. He didn't seem to have created such a "degraded" orc. What's going on in front of him? However, this did not affect his original plan. No matter whether these orcs are smarter or stronger, they will all be Zhao Mai's manpower and his qualification to continue to challenge. To obtain these men, all you need is a reason to fight, and then victory.

Zhao Mai snorted, pulled off the useless iron armor on his chest, and flicked it away. The iron plate made a whistling sound, spinning through the crowd of orcs, and was accurately inserted into the soil in front of the roasting sheep. With a bang, sand and gravel flew, half of the iron plate sank into the ground, and the half on the ground kept shaking. "The meat is mine!"

The battle for food is different from the battle for leadership. The former is always a group fight, while the latter depends on the situation. Some are single fights, and the rest are either wheel battles or group fights. Whether Zhao Mai singles out this settlement or this settlement beats Zhao Mai in groups, the outcome is actually the same. The orcs rushed forward with bare hands and howls, full of enthusiasm, but without any plan. Go up to them and slap each one in the face.

Facing the orc's fists, he did not dodge at all and allowed them to hit his body. This little power can no longer harm him. Instead, he has to make sure that his skin is not too hard, so as not to break the orc's hand bones.

When the brick in his right hand is raised, it will always hit the face of the orc closest to him accurately. With every snap, an orc will cover his face and fall down, losing the ability to fight, without exception. Brick itself does not have such magical power, but Zhao Mai uses the fear effect of psychic powers in it, which can shock the orcs' brains by slapping. Bang, one fell to the ground; Bang, another one. Those who fell to the ground did not dare to moan or roar, but silently covered their faces with their hands, kneeling or lying quietly, as if they were crying.

An orc took the opportunity to kick Zhao Mai in the thigh, but he felt that he had hit a big tree, a tree covered with vines and moss, but his feet didn't hurt. Zhao Mai raised the brick, and a beam of moonlight shone down from the edge of the brick, forming a halo. The orc hurriedly raised his arms and crossed them to protect his head and face, thinking that there would be no problem this time, right?

But a huge force came from his elbows, and then his shoulders suddenly became sore and his arms dropped involuntarily. Zhao Mai pressed down the orc's arm with his left hand, and his face was still covered in bricks, as if he was an old stubborn man suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder.

In the blink of an eye, nearly twenty orcs were already kneeling or falling on the ground. All of them were slapped in the face with bricks and covered with their hands. This ferocious scene was unheard of and unseen in previous orc battles. The other orcs immediately stopped, covered each other and slowly retreated, leaving the road between Zhao Mai and the roasted sheep.

"Well, it's not bad." Zhao Mai walked straight up with the bricks and was about to reach out to grab the grill when he heard a whoosh, and then his right hand shook. A steel crossbow arrow was accurately inserted into the bricks, still emitting violent vibrations. Zhao Mai wrapped the brick with psychic powers, giving it great strength. Otherwise, the shock caused by the crossbow arrow would be enough to break the brick.

"This skill is very good, but I don't know if it's the shooter's or the weapon's." Zhao Mai looked at the bricks and smiled slightly. It seems that the leader of this group should be the one who shoots the crossbow, right? Zhao Mai compared the path of the crossbow arrow and only saw a round figure jumping in the dark shadow.

At that moment, another crossbow arrow shot straight towards Zhao Mai's heart, and the flight was silent. Zhao Mai fished it out smoothly, grabbed the crossbow arrow directly with three fingers, and put it in front of his eyes to take a look. It was a specially hollow copper pipe with a sharp cut at the top to facilitate puncture. There are also two slightly inclined holes at the rear end of the tube. The air discharged from here can also give it a rotation force. It's just that Zhao Mai doesn't understand such a structure. How can it be so silent?

Zhao Mai's ability to catch crossbow bolts with his bare hands shocked the surrounding orcs. Amidst the gasps of "Ouch" and "Oh my god", two more crossbow bolts flew towards Zhao Mai, one aimed at the forehead and the other at the navel. Down. "No, is this a crossbow or a bow?" Zhao Mai still used his left hand to fish it out twice, grabbing a total of three crossbow arrows between his three fingers. Including the one on the tiles, the four crossbow arrows all have the same structure. They are hand-polished fine products, and the differences between them are quite small.

This is an amazing guy, Zhao Mai whistled. "Grab it, I'm useful!"

The food reserve rushed over immediately after hearing the order. It had been lazing on the hillside and had no intention of participating in Zhao Mai's bullying of people with bricks, but it would never compromise on executing clear orders. The monster, which had grown to almost three meters in length and was already bigger and stronger than a lion, soared into the air. With a hallucinatory change of direction in the air, it glided towards the meaty crossbowman halfway up the mountain.

"Using instantaneous teleportation to change the velocity vector and thereby adjust the falling trajectory. This skill is too extravagant! O.o # " Zhao Mai was as surprised as the other orcs, and he found that this approach seemed to be better than his double jump. Even more advanced. You have to make such a big noise when you can obviously just run over and solve the problem. This is obviously showing off, and there is absolutely no other possibility!

"You win!" The orc threw away the crossbow in his hand and put his open palm next to his ear. The food reserve stopped in front of him, slightly raising its nose and reaching his chest. The faint black smoke coming out of its mouth hit the orc's face. It still bared its teeth and roared low in its throat, which showed that it could still feel the hostility emanating from the orc.

"It doesn't matter, step away first." Zhao Mai stopped the food reserve, then walked closer and looked at the orc carefully. The crossbowman is a hybrid, and his body should be composed of human blood, so his orc characteristics are relatively weak. "An orc?"

"Yes." The man's voice lacked the deep guttural sound, so it was more like a human. This characteristic will make him discriminated against among the orcs, but his shooting skills are indeed good.

"What's your name?" Zhao Mai said, "I have won. Do you know this?"

"You win now." The orc said: "I, Daryl."