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Volume 3 Volume 3 The Volume of the Strong Chapter 33 The Young Fox¡¯s Strengthened Orc

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    "Hey, Gargaro, old man, you came here early in the morning, are you here to get some food?" Wenigo opened the door and saw Gargaro walking towards him carrying his big sword.  "Kid, let me see what you are up to." Gargaro grinned and said, "I'm very curious, you picked the crippled and thinnest half-orcs, all the leftovers from others.  "Because the potential." Venigo chuckled, "It's just the right time, come with me." He took Gargaro to the orcs' shack.  These rude creatures don't need a very good room. The shacks they built haphazardly and are covered with straw are enough to protect them from wind and rain.  Anyway, these strong guys don't catch colds.  "This is" Jiajiaro opened his mouth, unable to speak.  The originally thin orc now had bulging muscles that surpassed those of its kind. At this time, he was stroking his suddenly strong arms in a daze and was at a loss.  Orcs who had lost half of their hands, had a piece of flesh cut off from their legs, or had their fingers cut off were equally ecstatic to see their limbs grow back.  "This is kid, who are you!" Jiajiaro sighed.  "Don't worry, you won't understand even if I say it." Venigo laughed.  The only drawback is that the re-grown limbs are golden-red, which is incompatible with the orc's original green skin.  These limbs mimicked by Jenova's creatures can not only regenerate the broken limbs of orcs, but also form a defensive layer of rough fibers on their body surface, and stimulate their muscles to release explosive power.  The excessive energy of orcs can also provide sufficient energy for parasites.  Likewise, because the orcs have extraordinary physiques, their genetic modulation effects are better than those of humans.  It¡¯s just that¡­this effect is almost entirely reflected in strength.  Orcs are far more obsessed with pure brute force than humans, so their achievements can often only reach a level that is neither better nor worse. In comparison, although the average level of humans is far lower than that of orcs, the real  Strong people often appear among humans.  Gargaro discovered that these stronger orcs seemed to listen to Venigo's words.  You know, orcs are almost the most undisciplined race. If you want them to be obedient, you can only beat them one by one with your own hands like barbarians.  Gargaro didn¡¯t think much. He mistakenly thought that Venigo had used his unique transformation ability to beat all the orcs in the image of the big man.  Gargaro didn't know that the orc's obedience was just a biological instinct brought about by the Jenova parasite in his body.  Jenova¡¯s obedience to the king.  "I have decided that I will be with you in the action tomorrow morning." Gargaro said suddenly.  "I don't want to bring an old bastard." Venigo curled his lips and said.  ¡°You bastard kid, the one I lost to you that day was Gargaro who was empty-handed. If you use a weapon, you are definitely no match for me!¡± Gargaro said proudly.  "Maybe." Venigo continued to twitch his lips and replied, "In that state, I am indeed no match for you with a sword. But" But, what made you think "I only have that kind of  status¡± illusion?  "Sophie Sibo, I'm asking for advice from you." Sophie took a step forward, took off the competitive blade from her back, and placed it across her chest.  Sophie has three swords, one is the light and sharp flying wing sword, one is the competitive blade she is holding now, and the other is the furious fire dragon that she snatched from the enemy before.  Among them, the not-sharp competition blade is the most suitable for friendly discussions.  But this does not mean that Sophie, who holds the competitive blade, can be underestimated.  The strong and heavy competition blade can also become a dangerous and deadly weapon in Sophie's hands. It is not a sharp blade, but under Sophie's strange strength, it can tear larger and more healable wounds.  This difference just depends on Sophie's heart, whether she wants to kill the enemy cleanly, or just to defeat the opponent and win.  The barbarians would not refuse such a challenge. Gargaro drew out the sword on his shoulder and grinned.  Gargaro is a heavy sword wielded with one hand.  His free left hand was still on his waist, with a relaxed look on his face.  "I saidif you underestimate Sophie, you will lose miserably. Because of her fighting power" Venigo reminded.     when!  Sophie is taciturn, she is better at speaking with actions and speaking with her sword.  This sword tells Gargaro that underestimating the enemy will lead to death!  "Her combat power is even higher than mine." Venigo said.     when!  "A sword is as fast as a sword. Sophie holds the sword in both hands, swinging the competitive sword as fast as a thin sword.  Under her onslaught,Jiajia Luo, who originally looked relaxed, now had a livid look on his face and pursed his lips tightly.  He grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands at the same time, and retreated step by step under Sophie's fierce attack, until he took the twelfth step.  At this time, Gargaro¡¯s counterattack began.  His strength is no less than that of Sophie, especially when Sophie slashed with her sword and her new strength was still alive, Gargaro's burst of power instantly pushed Sophie away.  This old guy who calls himself Steel has the strength and agility of a young man. He rushes towards Sophie and stabs the opponent's heart with his sword.  Are you going to kill her?  No, Gargaro knew very well that although the two sides fought fiercely, neither of them used their full strength.  Such a fierce battle is just a fierce battle in the eyes of ordinary people. For Gargaro and Sophie, it is just a warm-up.  It's just a warm-up "That's it. There will be a fierce battle tomorrow." Gargaro said.  His big sword was touching Sophie's sword spine. The sword aimed at the heart was easily blocked by Sophie.  "Agreed." Sophie responded, "You are indeed a hidden warrior." "Ah hahaha, thirty years ago, I was called an Iron Warrior. Kid, you are still far away.  ." Gargaro laughed.  Early in the morning, on the west side of the Youlus Valley.  Still one kilometer away from the valley, Venigo's orcs, led by ten hunters, were cutting down the surrounding trees to make simple fortifications.  A large number of records can be found in Venigo's database. In various worlds, whether it is magic, technology, or the world of biological evolution, as long as it is a world that Eskardon has experienced, you can always find a large number of records.  Among them, there is naturally no shortage of fortification construction guidelines suitable for such occasions.  Venigo chose the simplest one for the orcs.  Although the structure is simple, the effect is very effective.  After all, it was the essence of hundreds and thousands of years of war in other worlds.  "Is the big cat back?" Venigo turned around and asked. Honey blinked, nodded, and whistled.  Not long after, Caitsey Sharpclaw rushed to Honey's side in a gust of wind, nuzzled her out of habit, then turned back to look at Venigo and said: "There are about twenty Diya wizards, three of them are superiors.  In addition, their main force is walking corpses, supplemented by a small number of skeleton shooters and vampire warriors. "If there are no cavalry, there are flying vampires?" Venigo said, "Then there is no need for trenches, just for arrow protection."  Put up the wooden sign, and then we need some archers." "Orc ax thrower," Sophie said.  "Well, organize the orcs who can throw axes and use them individually. Equip the hunters with thick wooden shields." Venigo said, "Victory depends on sufficient preparation. Sophie, do we have a high chance of winning?  "The enemy's situation is unknown. Judging from the current conditions, our chances of winning are very high," Sophie replied.  "Then, Shirley, let's get started." Venigo smiled.  Behind Venigo, Shirley put down the big plush doll and opened her mouth in confusion: "Huh? Is it my time?" "We agreed, and we will make me a hug bear when we get back," she said.  , hands raised, dancing generally outlining complex symbols above their heads.  At the same time, the huge magic circle under her feet that had been drawn long ago also emitted a beautiful light in response to Shirley's movements.  In an instant, the innocent and romantic little loli turned into a cold and precise spell caster.  Shirley's hands quickly drew complex symbols in front of her face, and the pendant around her neck flickered on and off with her movements, emitting a strong magical aura.  Such movement, to another magician, is like a war drum beating in his ears.  It is a provocation and an attack.  Venigo believed that the Diya wizard, who was alerted by Shirley's spell casting, would definitely respond.  He raised his hand, signaling the hunters to get ready.  As for the orcs these guys can only prepare themselves when they see the enemy. Although they instinctively obey Venigo to a certain extent because of Jenova's parasitic relationship, their nature is engraved with the instinct of being unorganized and undisciplined.  It's okay to keep them alert for a short time, but for a long time It's like teaching a group of cats to walk.  A few minutes later, a large amount of water elements gathered on top of Shirley's head, condensed into ice and snow, and shot away in the direction of the Yulus Valley in a graceful arc.  It takes a long time to guide, requires the assistance of a large magic circle, has a range of up to one kilometer, and is a powerful war-level magic.  "I'm so tired, Brother Venigo." Shirley breathed a sigh of relief, put down her hands, and looked at Venigo expectantly.  "I know, I know. I agree.The huggable bear you give me won¡¯t lie to you.  Venigo smiled and threw a small bag, which contained his special gummies. Shirley giggled, picked up the blue ones and threw them into her mouth, then turned to look at Honey proudly. Honey scratched her head,  I don¡¯t know what to say. Of Shirley¡¯s four personalities, it seems that only the one who is best at magic is the most childish. Maybe it¡¯s because most of her intelligence and energy are spent on magic, which leads to the lack of development in other aspects?  The effect of Shirley's magic is very good. The ice and snow formed by magic are completely different from the snowflakes in nature. When each inconspicuous little snowflake comes into contact with the enemy, it will release an amazing cold air, which seems to end everything.
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