Chapter 27 Goff-Style Duel

As an orc, One-Eye deeply realized that he did not understand what satisfaction or happiness was. When he walked in the seat of the former boss, commanded the boys, and instilled the style and strategy of the Blood Axe Clan into them, should that be considered the "success" of the orcs?

He was still not happy. Even though his body became bigger and his mind became more active, he could taste more delicious food and kill more lives, but he did not deny that the orcs would feel the concept of "happiness" at the moment of fighting with the target.

When the enemy died, such satisfaction would soon dissipate like the passing clouds and smoke, and the excitement left in his thick bones would drive the orcs to kill the target.

Fortunately, the huge dark galaxy was full of things that the orcs could beat up. Even if it was stupid, they would build a planet-sized device that would set off waaagh. They would set off an epic war until the star went out and life ended, and then new spores would sprout, and continue to repeat, repeat, and repeat the pathetic life process.

Therefore, when One-Eye walked on the seat of the statue or the seat made by the boss, his favorite thing was to touch and observe his war blade. He was no longer so compatible with the Catachan war blade after being enlarged, but it was still One-Eye's favorite trophy, and secondly, the dead head boss he was walking on.

Generally speaking, orcs would not feel satisfied and happy because of the trophies, they just pursued the eternal war, but One-Eye was an exception. He was a blood axe and needed to look at those treasures, so that he could recall the touch at that time.

Therefore, he, and many of his friends, had a very special feeling for the Catachan war blade, even if such a feeling was morbid and abnormal.

But such happiness did not last long, and the noisy waaaagh and waaaagh interrupted the poor guy's thoughts.

If it was a kid from his own tribe, One-Eye would undoubtedly and without hesitation fire his favorite big gun bullets at that bastard, but what about the annoying sound coming from the Goff clan next door?

One-Eye complained more than once that the damn Goff used the waste that was almost enough to make two killing tins to make that thing...

Arena?

Let your precious kid run around in it, kill each other, use red dye and spikes, conspicuous waste, to create an amusement park?

To be honest, One-Eye likes it very much, he likes it too much, but Blood Axe is a pragmatist. Even if his kid looks at him with tears in his eyes, he will not let them get close to the huge, noisy, fun, huge, damn Goff arena that makes him envious.

He yelled and even forgot that Catachan's blade was still not retracted to his waist, and he was too big to see his side clearly. That world was too noisy, raindrops sprinkled on the ground, waaagh and shouts of killing continued.

So much so that the usually vigilant and powerful boss didn't notice that the kid stretched out his green claws.

When the one-eyed man walked back to his position and stretched his legs to take his sharp blade, he saw that his treasure was no longer there.

"Where is it!? Where is it?!" He stood up anxiously and looked at the bottom of his butt, pried open the fart spirit beside his body, and saw if that stupid thing had eaten it.

After searching for a circle without results, the one-eyed man quickly thought of a certain green-skinned kid, and then a huge shout came from the camp.

"Find the special warfare kid Gan Luo! The reward is enough damn teeth!"

Gan Luo, holding the treasure at this moment, his thick blood vessels trembled in his green skin. He found it, he did it, he stole his boss's things...

He still couldn't believe it, he was still looking forward to it, running on the filthy land of the orc camp, his military boots were stained with mud.

He heard the buzzing engine sound, and then Gan Luo noticed that behind him were a group of damned kids from the Dead Skull clan, driving a big truck with spikes and bad taste!

He turned and fired, threw bombs, and used everything he had learned on his own people, boom, boom, boom.

The huge dirty car of the Death Skull clan dodged those damn attacks, and the bombs roared, begging to beat Gan Luo into mud!

The engineer boy of the Death Skull clan was in the car, holding the big click target, and spewing flames. "I beg you to catch me, let the boss worship me!"

"I beg for more teeth to make my big car!"

Gan Luo is an expert in dodging, but in such a situation, his patience may not have much effect, so he can light the smoke bomb and let the thick fog surround the camp.

Soon, the car crashed into the orc house, and the scrap iron with raindrops, sparks and engine oil kept falling. For the first time, Gan Luo felt so happy. He hugged Catachan's dagger and laughed crazily.

"Hahaha! I won! I won!"

His laughter suddenly stopped, because he felt the sight behind him, too familiar, he turned to look at the messy camp he had made, his boss, the one-eyed boss, pointed his big gun at his head.

"Give it to me, Gan Luo, give him my knife!" One-eyed vicious Han Xuan, his rough voice was full of resentment, he couldn't lose that good thing, at least not before he died.

Gan Luo was too much tomorrow, it was very forgivable before, Gan Luo also knew that if he asked to go back, he would probably be a piece of rotten meat in the Skug pit.

He kept running forward with his head down, the one-eyed man was discouraged, after all, there were not many blood axes left by his side, but that was the end, goodbye.

The leg gun sprayed bullets, with scorching energy and huge roars. That terrible weapon was enough to break the flesh and blood of an orc, no doubt.

Gan Luo held the beautiful knife tightly, tightly...

He begged to die, he begged to die!

But after waiting for a long time, there was no sound of flesh and blood being smashed as imagined, and there was a "click". The one-eyed man was very clear that it was the sound of ricocheting. Did he hit the wall?

When Gan Luo and the one-eyed man saw clearly, the green wall was inlaid with a huge iron tooth Dongba.

"Hahaha, Blood Axe bastard, what's wrong?" The iron tooth wiped the clamp on his leg, which was hit with dirty marks.

Gan Luo hugged the thigh of the boss Gao Fu, and Gao Fu also gladly accepted the feeling of worship, which made him excited, happy and happy.

"I like me, I will be my kid in the future, and I will change your camouflage when I change it, which is very ugly!"

The one-eyed man cursed. "No, let him take my machete from me!"

Iron Teeth looked at the dagger, it was too small for him, it didn't matter, but he didn't answer.

"No, I don't need anything!"

Gan Luo held the dagger and looked at the one-eyed man in fear.

The one-eyed man gave an ugly smile and raised his leg gun.

Bang! Green flesh flew far away...

Iron Teeth was angry, his cheeks were red, but he could have stopped the attack, so why didn't he?

"I killed my kid!"

The one-eyed man shouted. "He stole my Catachan shrimp blade!"

Boss Goff picked up the dagger, put it in his belt, and pointed at the big arena he was proud of.

"If you want to get it back, fight me!"