Chapter 28 Blood Axe Style Duel

Is there something about the Orc Arena that makes the Dark Eldar unhappy? Generally speaking, most xenos arenas are full of pain and suffering. Specifically, it's like beating the Butcher. The nails are almost the same?

But for the orcs, there is no better amusement park in the world than the Arena. When One-Eye smells the unique smell of blood moistening the metal and penetrating into the thick metal walls, the smell of waste and rotten orc meat comes out , they are extremely cruel.

In the preparation room of the arena, Du Yan drank Dongye Fu Fungus Beer and enjoyed the massage from the fart, but he also knew very well that he could not kill the damn boss Gao Fu with frontal force.

Fortunately, there are no taboos in the orc arena. Everything I can imagine can be brought in. Although shooting boys are not as popular as chopping boys, the orcs don't care. They just want to see the blood flowing on the ground. .

The one-eye was worn on his shoulder armor, but due to flexibility, he did not choose the fully enclosed armor that most bosses liked, and made it into his own skin with ceramic steel and various hard enough materials.

Although the defense of that kind of thing is good, it still makes the sneaking make an unpleasant clicking sound.

He prepared the big gun, held the dagger, and walked towards the elevator with one eye. The mechanical sound was clicking, the gears were turning, and after slowly ascending, the light shone on his face through the cage-like elevator equipment, which was hot and humid. The wind of the forest was resisted by the large amphitheater, with countless messy bunkers, scattered weapons, and the boy's body stuck there.

One Eye doesn't know why they asked to put the wheels in the arena as a cover. Wouldn't it be better to use them to make trucks?

But he liked it very much, he was so cruel to that style, the blood of the orcs was rolling and burning, and countless boys filled the seats in a circle around the arena, shouting like chirping maggots.

A smart guy, dressed like a shrimp with a leg gun inside to shoot his own kid, what is his name? Political commissar boy, right?

He was standing on the high platform in the middle of the arena. The big and beautiful wood that had been there before had been chopped down. It was a good decoration, a shelter, and a good place to hide oneself. Now it was left to a man. Just standing in front of him is "Bande Er Peacock Lingke Boy".

Does he think he looks good like that?

But as his unique, noisy, psychic energy echoed through the greenskins, in a tattered arena made of nothing but mud, bunkers, and corpses, One Eye soon realized that the Gough clan was at war. In what a professional way.

That clever boy is like a born host, a big man. "Welcome, welcome, those of us who don't care about life and death, our arena audience mortality rate is 5-12%! For every 100 greenskins, 7 will die from watching!"

"I have to admire our bravery and lack of brains to watch two bosses fight. Now, let me do the math..."

"The mortality rate is 30 percent!"

The whole audience burst into violent cheers, and obviously every orc felt that they would not deny the 1/30%, but would instead see the people around them being affected and dying.

One Eye dares to judge that if there is an arena in Xiami, or if there is an arena in Xiami, the 30% chance of audience death is enough for them to leave there.

And he had already seen the bastard in the cage on the wrong side, wiping his big pliers. One Eye thought about it. He begged to chop off the pliers and take them as trophies.

Iron Teeth also noticed the bloody ax bastard on the other side and showed him a smile that was uglier than crying.

Lingke boy continued to show off in the middle of the arena. "Now, their defender...is their, waaaaghboss, Iron Teeth Gough!"

"waaaaagh!"

"Waaaaagh!" The boys were as happy as little animals in heat. They knew that when Iron Teeth came, the arena would definitely be exciting!

Lingke boy continued to introduce. "Challenger! Their new boss, the extremely powerful one-eyed blood axe!"

"waaaaagh!"

"Waaaagh!" Those who yelled that time were all the boys with blue faces. They were all Death Skull boys in the past. Now...the Death Skull boys were controlled by the blood axe.

After finishing his words, the Lingke boy protected himself with the four-sided armored boy's shield, and then huddled on the high platform, never wanting to look at it again.

"start!"

After his declaration, the huge iron gate of the cage was slowly opened, and the two ferocious, cunning, or cunning and ferocious beasts were tit for tat.

Majestic and arrogant, they feel that they are destined to unite the greenskins and cause a huge waaagh, but what is the reality? There is a battle to judge.

The iron-toothed metal dongba made a clicking sound, the huge body dragged the pliers forward, and the one-eye smashed a smoke bomb just after going out.

There were boos at the moment, no doubt the boys were disappointed and Iron Teeth looked around as red smoke filled the arena.

"That's it? Stupid guy? The useless blood ax is no better than Gao Fu, then why are all your clan dead, haha!"

Is One Eye angry? He was so angry! But he still huddled behind the iron barrel, and only crossed the bunker when Boss Goff turned sideways and looked away. He was calm, smart, quiet, and deadly.

Iron Teeth soon realized that, and he began to swing his huge pliers unreasonably, smashing iron blocks, concrete, and any orc shelters I could imagine out of the arena with such a powerful force.

Some landed in the audience, and many guys were bleeding. A fart spirit who wanted to make money by selling things held up the forest mushrooms he picked and wanted to sell them to the orc boy, but was smashed into a ball of mushroom mud, and his goods were looted by the orcs next to him.

"Waagh! My boy can hide and hide? I'm! Stronger! Than! Me! Waaaaaagh!"

Iron Teeth smashed those shelters again and again without any fatigue, and the flying objects turned into raindrops made of metal and stone and fell in the audience, and the boys turned into mushroom mud and stuck to the ground of the arena.

It was crazy, they cheered and thought that the performance was really good!

When Irontooth cleared most of the bunkers in the arena, he was panting and exhausted, but there was only a circle of wheels left. There was no doubt that he was hiding inside, haha.

"I caught it!"

He swung the power pliers and grabbed the bunker fiercely. The huge force instantly clamped the damn wheel into a crooked thing. Irontooth had no doubt that he felt he had won, but found that the initial bunker had not been flowing out of mushroom juice...

"What?" He wanted to speak, and suddenly a green wind blew across his cheek. One-Eye had come from behind him, took the Catachan blade from his waist, and then cut his thick throat. Blood kept flowing out, and then quickly healed because of the orc's strong muscles and body, leaving an ugly mark.

Irontooth's voice was very unpleasant at this moment, and his originally rough throat was even more hoarse.

"Ka... Gulu... Blood Axe bastard! Where am I?" He snored in his throat because of the blood clots.

One-Eye wiped the blade. "I'm behind me, big guy, the best cover is me, big enough guy!"

Undoubtedly, such cunning once again raised the atmosphere of the arena to the highest point, and the orcs shouted happily again and again, like waves...