"As a human being, you must know how to be humble." He spoke slowly, not doing things like human affairs.

There was blood raining behind him.

The Templars who were so arrogant just now were killed in an instant, which shocked the other Templars around them. It was obvious that this person who seemed to be the leader was already at the end of his strength, so why could he still unleash such a terrifying attack?

Barossa saw the clues. It was obvious that it was difficult for this human warrior to launch such a powerful killing move for the second time in a short period of time.

So he reminded loudly: "Kill him now, he has no ability to resist."

In fact, this is indeed the case.

He didn't do anything and was surrounded by enemies, but he just looked at them with cold eyes.

If you die, you will lose level.

But the ultimate move CD will also be refreshed.

Other players have died many times, which is a huge loss.

Now only those players who have completed the advanced tasks are in front, which can delay other players.

"Is it just a moment of greatness?"

After hearing Barossa's order, these Templar knights became nervous again.

"Then, please go to hell!"

Another Templar stepped on the minced flesh of his companion and rushed towards the innocent man with a sword. He raised his hand and slashed the ground with a split second.

But out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the human warrior in front of him suddenly had a mocking smile on his lips.

Immediately afterwards, a fatal sense of crisis came from the side.

You must avoid it! This was the Templar's first reaction.

He looked to the side, and the bushes there suddenly began to stir and rustle.

Immediately after, a bald man suddenly jumped out of it!

"Huha!"

The bald man roared and struck the Templar with the giant ax in his head.

This scene seems slow, but in fact it only happens in the flash of lightning.

The Templar's body was still in mid-air with no way to use his strength. The ax struck a strong blow and was immediately split in half.

The lion-orc Pat fell in front of the Templar's corpse. Looking at the bleeding internal organs and human tissue on the ground, he forcibly resisted the urge to pinch half of the body and dip the other half into the food and drink.

Besides, for some reason, he could feel that human flesh and blood was not tasty.

It seems that nutrition has been completely exhausted.

"It's been a long time since I experienced the pleasure of killing a human being alive..."

Pate wiped the blood on his face happily, and then noticed a human standing next to him, and hurriedly changed his words:

"What I mean is that the enemies I usually kill are all monsters. It's been a long time since I killed a living person. I still miss it a lot."

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth twitched vaguely.

This explanation is worse than no explanation at all, it just gets darker and darker...

He already knew the identity of the strong man in front of him without any identification skills.

Because the moment the Temple Knight came over, he had already received a private message from the True Monarch Moyu Hunben. At that time, he had already cut out of the field of vision and was waiting to be resurrected. He didn't expect that he would be able to see another village.

"Brother, you are really good-natured!"

Give the orc leader a thumbs up for not doing anything humane.

Just because he can lead a large group of orcs to be deceived by the bastard Zhenjun so that he can't find the north, he deserves to be praised by himself, because he is really awesome.

"You did well too!"

Pat was in a better mood.

I also learned to give a thumbs up in a nonchalant manner.

This seems to be a special way for these human warriors to praise others.

Now he can be regarded as doing as the Romans do and entering behind enemy lines.

"who are you!"

The surrounding Templar knights saw how fierce this strong man was, and they couldn't stand up anymore.

Their quality is incomparable to that of the Templars of the Holy See of Barda.

The Templars of the Holy See of Barda were all carefully selected. The most important thing was that they had been brainwashed by the demi-humans who were war gods at that time. Therefore, they were not afraid of death and would be bitten by the enemy even if they only had their heads left.

Two pieces of meat come down.

But these current Templars have not been brainwashed.

While they enjoyed the power they gained easily, they still feared death even though they felt no pain.

Especially when their colleagues died so miserably.

"I am the leader of the Wild Beast Mercenary Group!" The Lion Beast Man Pate raised his head and chest, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said loudly:

"My name is Paige!!"

"Wild beast mercenary group?" The Templar knights looked at each other.

They have studied most of the surrounding forces, especially the Bishop of Barossa. He is a very cautious person. No matter where he goes, he will find out the armed forces here immediately.

"Have you ever heard of the Wild Beast Mercenary Group?"

"I've never heard of it..."

"It's just that I have no impression at all. I guess it's not very powerful."

"It's so funny, my pig is called Peppa Pig~"

The Templars relaxed again.

In their simple understanding, since it is not a force that Bishop Barossa has paid attention to, it does not pose much of a threat.

Even though this strong man is very powerful, it does not mean that the mercenaries under his command are also very powerful.

No matter what, he is only one person, so there is nothing to fear!

It's just that they didn't notice that Bishop Barossa was retreating step by step.

"What did you say? You called me a pig?!"

Peter's eyes widened.

He is a lion orc, one of the top clans of the orc royal court.

These arrogant humans actually compare him with the despicable Pigs!!?

It simply makes no sense.

"The road to heaven is all over the place if you don't take it. The road to hell is hidden in the magma and you have to jump in!"

Pate took out his second battle ax from the bag on his back, and the killing intent in his eyes almost condensed into substance.

"In that case, I will help you! The Wild Beast Mercenary Group, attack!"

One call and hundreds of responses, the rustling in the jungle became one.

I saw more bald men emerging from the bushes.

Their muscles are like the most perfect sculptures, their heads are like light bulbs in the sun, and their chest hair is like lush tropical rainforests.

There is an anxious smell in the air.

The Templars shut their mouths, things seemed a little not so good.

But there is no regret in selling medicine.

"Roar!"

Pate roared wildly and blew the horn of attack.

At the same time, his body expanded rapidly in a burst of blood, and the blood mist formed the shadow of a lion orc behind him.

Thankfully, the Shapeshifting Potion allows them to still use the Rage spell, and although all totem skills are disabled, they can still rely on Rage to gain the same strength and speed as the orc form.

Other orcs around him also followed Pate's lead.

Amidst waves of anxious roars.

More than two hundred orcs quickly surrounded the Templars.
Chapter completed!