Phi-Fic Chapter 427 The Terror of the Flaming Sword
Chapter 427 The Terror of the Flaming Sword
The greenskin boss roared angrily, swung the axe in his hand with all his strength, and chopped it down fiercely at Tiberius. The axe drew an arc in the air, bringing with it a sharp gust of wind, as if it was going to tear everything in front of it apart.
But Tiberus was not in a hurry. He nimbly dodged to the side and raised the power sword in his left hand, easily blocking the fierce attack of the greenskin boss.
Then Tiberus took advantage of the situation, leaned forward suddenly, and his right arm was like a poisonous snake ready to strike, suddenly stabbing out the power claw in his hand.
There was only a crisp "squeak" sound, and the extremely sharp power claws pierced through the hard and thick power armor and body of the green-skinned boss easily like cutting tofu.
Then Tiberus exerted force with his arms and tore the greenskin boss's body into a ball of scarlet blood mist, with flying pieces of flesh and blood splattered everywhere.
"Waaaaaagh!"
Accompanied by this deafening roar full of anger and violence, a group of green-skinned orcs surged in like a tide.
They witnessed their boss being brutally killed, which instantly ignited the burning anger in the hearts of these green-skinned orcs.
Normally, when the direct boss of these green-skinned orcs unfortunately dies, they often fall into deep fear and flee in panic.
But at this moment, the situation was completely the opposite. Perhaps it was because the supreme one-eyed leader of this green-skinned orc army still stood firmly among the beasts.
His power and majesty seemed to inject an endless stream of strength and courage into every green-skinned orc, making them forget about life and death, and become more ferocious and fearless than ever before.
The green-skinned orcs had red eyes and twisted faces, and they rushed towards where Tiberus was at a frantic speed.
They held all kinds of crude but lethal weapons in their hands, and let out terrifying roars as they ran, as if they wanted to tear the enemy in front of them who dared to kill their boss into pieces.
Facing such a fierce green-skinned orc army, Tiberus showed no fear. He growled in a low voice:
"Damned alien creatures, today is the day you die!"
Before he finished speaking, he waved the weapon in his hand that was flashing with cold light, and like a god of war, he rushed towards the group of green-skinned orcs without hesitation, ready to launch a crazy killing spree against them.
At this critical moment, Gray stood in front of Tiberius like an insurmountable mountain.
His stern face was expressionless, like ice, staring coldly at the tens of thousands of green-skinned orcs who were surging like a tide.
Gray's powerful hands tightly grasped the flaming sword in his hands, as if he had become one with the sword.
As Gray's hands continued to exert force, a dazzling, blazing flame slowly began to gather on the flaming sword. Like a lively spirit, the flame leaped and danced joyfully, emitting a heart-pounding heat and light.
Gray swung the flaming sword in his hand violently towards the green-skinned orc. In an instant, a terrifying flame gushed out from the blade of the flaming sword like a volcanic eruption.
In the blink of an eye, the flames gushing out from the flaming sword instantly turned into a terrifying wave of fire!
This wave of flames was like a roaring fire dragon, rushing towards Gray with its fangs and claws bared. Its momentum was so huge that it was enough to change the color of the sky and the earth; its power was so strong that it was even more terrifying.
In just a moment, this terrifying wave of fire swept through the group of green-skinned orcs like a whirlwind.
Those green-skinned orcs who were originally rushing towards Gray with ferocious looks and howling were swallowed up by the raging fire before they even had time to react.
In a flash, they turned into ashes, which drifted away in the air with the strong wind and disappeared without a trace.
Standing behind Gray, Tiberus witnessed this shocking scene firsthand. He was completely stunned when he saw the terrifying flames erupting from the flaming sword in Gray's hand.
His eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, his face full of disbelief, and he couldn't help muttering to himself, "So... so scary!"
Gray ignored Tiberus' words and gave the order coldly:
"There's no need to get entangled with these green-skinned orcs. Kill the green-skinned leader first, and these green-skinned orcs will become remnants and defeated. Then they will naturally allow us to slaughter them at will."
"Yes."
Gray led the charge, leading a hundred fully armed regiment guards and the brave and fearless Tiberus, and like a surging torrent, they advanced rapidly on the battlefield filled with artillery fire and smoke.
Their goal was very clear, they went straight to the one-eyed boss among the green-skinned orcs to carry out a decapitation operation!
Along the way, countless green-skinned orcs emerged from all directions, trying to block the way of Gray and his group.
Facing these green-skinned orcs rushing towards them with weapons brandished, Gray and his men moved nimbly among the green-skinned orcs.
The melee weapon in his hand flew up and down, flashing with cold light. Every swing accurately hit the vital parts of the green-skinned orc, killing it instantly and falling to the ground.
These green-skinned orcs were covered in a seemingly thin but incredibly tough psychic shield. Using conventional firearms, even the renowned Ripper rifle would require more than a dozen consecutive shots to penetrate this psychic barrier.
This not only wastes time, but also easily puts oneself in a passive situation. However, the Space Marines possess awe-inspiring close combat skills and unparalleled terrifying strength.
With the help of the forbidden magic field, the power weapons in their hands are even more powerful. With just a simple swing, they can easily break through the green-skinned orcs' psychic barrier defense and kill them in one blow.
Therefore, in this race between life and death, Gray and others always held their power weapons tightly, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the green-skinned orcs, and approached the One-Eye at the fastest speed.
In just a few minutes, Gray and others broke through the heavy blockade of the green orcs and were less than a kilometer away from the greenskin boss One-Eye.
The one-eyed man, heavily protected by the green-skin guards and green-skin boys, looked down upon the world like a king, and watched everything happening on the battlefield from his terrifying height.
When the One-Eye saw Gray and the others getting closer and closer to him, he excitedly let out a deafening roar:
"Waaaaaagh!"