Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 693: War God’s Death

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"Come out, get out, get out of me!"

Riga is like a mad bull, looking for traces of the devil everywhere, but the demon hides aside, and dare not breathe. When the demon is not found, Riga can only regard the **** creatures of the Burning Legion as a vent. Under the giant axe weighing hundreds of catties, one powerful **** creature fell in a pool of blood.

"Damn it, this guy..."

The devil squeezed his fist, gritted his teeth, a trace of resentment in his eyes, but he could do nothing.

At this moment, his heart moved, as if thinking of something.

"Since you kill my people, then I will kill your people too..."

The devil smiled darkly, a hideous look on his ugly face.

His eyes rolled like a poisonous snake, searching for the target everywhere. At this time, he saw a tall and splendid figure, and a cold smile came to the corner of his mouth.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

Ferocious, cruel, powerful!

This is Moran's evaluation of the terrifying **** creature in front of her. When the demon stood in front of Moran, her heart almost stopped beating.

"You...you..."

Moran turned pale with horror, her body trembled, and she couldn't stop backing. The super aura exuding from the demon made her terrified to the extreme.

There are dozens of orc warriors around Moran, some of whom are still strong in the sanctuary, but they are also horrified by the demon's powerful aura.

"Hehe..."

The devil stood in front of Moran, blocking her way, the devil stuck out his tongue and licked his lips slightly. There was a cruel smile on his face.

Moran is a holy wizard and belongs to the healing profession. On the battlefield, this kind of profession is often easy to attract the attention of the enemy. Generally speaking, the healing profession is a protected object on the battlefield.

At this moment, Moran has been targeted by the devil!

"You...Don't come..."

Moran backed away in horror, who would stagger and fall to the ground.

"Go to hell!"

The devil gave a grin and moved the huge scythe in his hand high and cut it at Moran.

Faced with such a huge power gap, Moran closed his eyes in despair.

"Miss Moran, run away..."

"I block him..."

"His-mummy, I did it..."

I was critically concerned, and the orcs who were forced to the corner were finally aroused. At this moment, the orcs finally remembered-they are warriors, brave, loyal, and powerful orc warriors!

On the battlefield, the role of a healing profession is so great. In order to protect the healers, many brave fighters often gave their precious lives. In the orc army, there is no exception.

At this moment, the weak orc soldier brazenly launched into the enemy who was countless times stronger than him.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Stump...Broken arm...

Several great heads rushed into the air with spurting blood. In front of the strong in God's Domain, the orcs fell in pieces like wheat, and some were even cut in half with weapons. .

In spite of this, the orc soldiers still stared with blood-red eyes, roared, and pounced on them, desperately, at the cost of their lives to stop the demon from advancing.

The war was extremely fierce, vigorous, and as tragic as ever. In order to block the advancement of the Burning Legion, the Orcs paid a great price.

"Kill...Kill...Kill...Haha...Give me death!"

The devil has no softness. He laughed loudly. He raised the knife and fell into the room. Dozens of orc soldiers who protected the holy wizard Moran fell in a pool of blood. Without exception, they all died in battle.

These orcs are all elites, most of them possess master-level strength, and there are no lack of sanctuary powerhouses among them, but none of them are opponents of the demon of the gods, and they have been slaughtered by the demons.

Moran "pumped--" Kneeling on the ground, she had already lost the power to escape, she slowly raised her head, raised a beautiful face, beautiful eyes full of despair.

"Hey, now it's your turn, go to hell!"

The devil has no mercy, and he raises the butcher knife with a grinning grin, and a cold light shines on the sharp huge sickle.

The movement here finally attracted Lijia's attention, and he turned around and saw his eyes cracked.

"Fuck off, you are looking for death!"

Seeing that his precious granddaughter was about to die under the hands of the devil, Lijia was furious. He desperately rushed towards the devil, his huge body launched a charge, like an indestructible tank, the destroyed half of the city wall was crashed down. The rubble flew everywhere.

"Mom!"

The devil's power failed, so he cursed secretly in his heart and retracted the sickle unwillingly. At this time, the devil saw Lijia's gaze and was slightly startled.

His gaze was filled with anxiety and a trace of concern. This gaze was so familiar to the devil. He once saw it on the face of a female general during an alien battle. At that time, he was Strangling the throat of the eight-year-old son of the female general.

The devil moved in his heart and realized that this was an opportunity.

"Scythe of Destruction!"

The devil made a decisive decision, the huge sickle was raised high, and the turbulent power of destruction filled the entire space.

The air seemed to be frozen, and the earth stopped trembling. Only a huge, terrifying black sickle remained between the vast world, like the **** of death from **** opened his eyes.

Moran had already stared blankly with fright. She knew that in front of this dominating power, her power was as weak as an ant.

"Get out..."

Riga didn't expect that the devil would be so cruel and would use such a powerful attack against a weak woman with only the strength of the sanctuary.

Seeing that his granddaughter was about to die under the devil's scythe, he was in a hurry, and he desperately rushed to the devil.

"It's a hit, the orcs are really simple-minded guys!"

A smile appeared on the demon's face, he gave a grin, and his hand with the sickle twisted strangely.

"Whh--" With a sound, the huge black sickle suddenly turned its target, and slammed into force.

"What?"

Liga was taken aback. He didn't expect the devil to be so insidious and cunning. It was too late to hide.

"Boom——"

A loud noise that shocked the sky, under the huge black sickle, Lijia's huge body as a hill fell heavily to the ground, and the rising sky covered his figure.

"Grandpa!"

At this moment, Moran finally came back to her senses. She stared at Lijia's fallen figure blankly and let out a cry of sorrow.

This...

How is it possible?

The orc soldiers in the fierce battle were completely stunned. They stared blankly at everything in front of them with an expression of disbelief.

The power of the beast is lost!

In the huge black sickle, under the insidious calculations of the devil, the mighty gods of the gods, the **** of war of the orcs, finally defeated.

Riga has always been the most solid pillar in the hearts of all orcs. His failure symbolizes the collapse of the pillars. For a while, the orcs' morale has fallen sharply.

"Grandpa..."

Moran didn't care about anything anymore, she cried and rushed over, rushed to Lijia, and reached out to support him.

At this moment, Riga has long lost his fierce bull-head appearance and turned into an ordinary orc old man. A huge wound appeared on his chest, bones are visible, and blood is constantly bleeding. His face was as white as gold paper, and his breath was extremely weak. Seeing Moran, he raised his eyes slightly.

Seeing Grandpa's misfortune, Moran's tears burst out, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I killed you!"

"Silly girl..."

Lijia's face showed infinite kindness, "It's grandpa...not capable...not...the opponent of the devil...

Don't... blame yourself... anymore..."

Riga made a difficult sentence, and more blood came out of the wound on his chest.

Molan panicked, she hurriedly took out her staff, "Grandpa, wait a minute, I will heal you immediately!"

Lijia listened to it, and had to smile secretly, the devil was watching and waiting, how could he let you heal?

"Come... it's too late..."

After Rijia said these words with difficulty, he took a deep breath and continued to say intermittently, "Moran...my good granddaughter...you...run away...run away ... Orc... is over..."

"No..."

Moran shook his head in tears, "Grandpa...I want to take you along!"

Speaking, she took Lijia's hand and framed him.

"Come on... you take me, you can't run far!"

Like the demon approaching with a grinning grin, Lijia became a little anxious.

Moran just cried and shook her head, she said nothing to leave Grandpa.

"Go away!"

Seeing that Moran didn't listen to him, Riga yelled. With some strength, he grabbed Moran's body and slammed...

Moran's beautiful body was thrown out like a broken kite, a whistling wind sounded in his ears, and Grandpa's voice came from his ears.

"Hurry up and go find Ron!"

This is his last word to Moran,

The House of Representatives is no longer trusted by Liga. The only one who can save Moran’s life is Ron from the Scourge Church. Although Liga did not give Ron enough help, he knew that Ron would never die. save!

When he landed, Moran felt that his body was caught by a person.

The wolf knight Tieshan is one of Moran’s most trusted guards. At this moment, he ignores Moran’s struggle and forcibly presses her on the back of the giant wolf. With a whistle, the giant wolf is as fast as an arrow from the string. Burst out.

At this time, the devil had already handed over to Lijia, and he saw the strength strengthened to lift up the seriously injured body, and fought against the demon with a giant axe, but his injuries were too serious, and he was at the peak of his strength after a few shots. Defeated the demon and fell to the ground again...

Lijia has fallen. In terms of the battle between the strong in God’s Domain, falling means death!

Lijia is dead, his body fell under the gate of the orc capital Zuma City, his gray face still facing the direction where Moran fled.

"Grandpa..."

Moran let out a mourn, and the giant wolf drove her away quickly.

"Want to go? How can it be so easy?"

The devil naturally knows that killing a snake will not die, and the consequences are endless. After he killed Lijia, he smiled coldly, and his huge body squatted down slightly and was about to pursue it.

Suddenly, Rijia's body suddenly emitted a strong white light.

The light is so dazzling that people can't open their eyes.

"What?"

The devil's eyes were wide, and he couldn't believe his eyes when he saw everything in front of him.

Riga is actually resurrected!

There has always been a legend among the tauren clan that the powerful tauren clan fought around under the leadership of the gods. Thanks to their credit, they received the favor of the gods and gave the tauren a second life.

Of course, this is just a legend. Among ordinary tauren, no tauren warrior has ever received such blessing. They died when they died, and no miracle happened.

And this time, the god's favor actually came true on Lijia. A miracle happened and Lijia was resurrected again!

Li Jia, who was resurrected, quickly recovered from his injuries, but his demeanor was a little wilting, and even his strength was not as good as before.

After the initial shock, the demon began to recover.

"It turns out that their talent skill is "resurrection". In the main plane of power, many powerful orcs will suddenly come back to life!"

The Burning Legion from **** once fought against the behemoth legion on the main plane of strength. Knowing that the orcs are powerful, in his eyes, "resurrection" is just a very common skill.

The orcs who have just been resurrected are in their weakest period and are incomparable to their peak state.

Riga is still burning with a sense of war, and he said coldly, "It's a pity, devil, my resurrection will represent your death!"

"Really?"

The devil smiled confidently and said, "That's right, although your life has been restored, your strength has been weakened. In other words, you will die in my hands again!"

Lijia naturally understood this. He only felt that his body was soft and unable to lift a trace of strength, but his purpose was not to kill the devil, but to prevent the devil from chasing Moran.

"Stop talking nonsense and fight!"

Strengthen with a shout, wave a battle axe, and rush towards the devil,

"Haha, go to death, it is your honor to die twice in my hands..."

Amidst the wild laughter, the demon waved a huge sickle, and the two powerhouses of God's Domain fought against each other, and their power shook again. The purest power from heaven and earth collided with the overbearing destructive power, and everything around was hit.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

After a few short rounds of fights, Liga's huge tauren body fell heavily to the ground again...

"Finally dying...Is this the feeling of death?"

Lijia fell to the ground, his body fragmented, and seeing the demon approaching grinningly, there was no life in his eyes.

Farewell this time...

The powerful orc **** of war has increased, and he can never stand up again. The god's favor only gave two lives, not a third time...

In a trance, Lijia seemed to see that the thousand-year-old orc empire Zuma City was blazing, huge buildings began to fall, and countless **** creatures rushed into Zuma City, ignoring the burning flames. Killing, the remaining orcs who were too late to escape, fell one by one in a pool of blood...

Li Jia slowly closed his eyes...