"This is the third altar we destroyed, right?" Vitoria threw the shovel on the ground, looked at the corpse inside the pit and ordered herself to burn the combustion agent, and ordered the powerful orcs around her: "Burn it!"

The strong orcs made as war machines are not very sensitive to this environment. A large group of strong orc warriors with waists thicker than barrels poured a large amount of alcohol into the pit and threw down the torch.

The corpses with only bones left in the soil opened their mouths in the blazing flames, swaying slightly as if there was still life.

"Hmph, what kind of evil god is fighting with dead people?" Vitoria bounced her cigarette's butt into the fire pit: "If you have sex, just call someone who can fight!"

The evil spirit who likes to satisfy people's wishes did not disappoint Vitoriya. As the bone pile continued to shake, a bone centipede with flames crawled out of the pit. The leaking part was seven or eight meters long.

"TMD, I really dare to come!" The female warrior rolled back and stood up from the ground to avoid the impact of the centipede. [Slaying the Flame] was a stick in the head!

The strong orcs scattered calmly and formed a standard formation to deal with large enemies. Two strong orc warriors who were behind took out their respective parts from their backpacks and began to assemble cannons on the spot.

Although they did not break the technology lock like the EU people, the new Chinese people were not idle either. A large number of scientific officials who had free time in the game world were constantly improving those old weapons at the current level of technology and improving the weapon effect exponentially in details.

This is a technology that cannot be copied by green skin. Those unscientific masters seem to naturally not understand what details and quality control are. Each green skin weapon is unique and depends entirely on the producer's mood at that time.

The cannons that the strong orcs are now assembled by New China for the physical advantages of strong orcs. They are specially made portable cannons that only two strong orcs can be easily taken away and assembled quickly.

Before the bone centipede could start a second attack, it was hit by a solid lead bullet in the middle of the body, and bone powder splashed.

Vitoriya grabbed a protrusion suspected to be a human rib on the bone centipede and climbed quickly. She attached herself to the monster's back like a toad, waving the [Slaying Flame] with one hand, creating one deep pit after another on the white centipede.

Different kinds of elemental damage were constantly attached to the centipede during the attack of the Female Warrior. Vitoria did not try to find the monster's core or weakness. She had enough brute force to remove the big bug from beginning to end, so that it regretted crawling out of the pit.

The attacks of powerful orcs cannot be ignored. A heavy flying axe and armor-piercing spear were thrown out by the muscular arms, which made the centipede tremble all over. The arthropods composed of human remains were cut into pieces. The cannons and explosives made the centipede unable to maintain balance and kept swaying in the air.

This small team led by Vitoria has solved such a monster for the first time. She can't tell whether this monster constructed from human bones is a chaotic demon, and she is too lazy to tell.

Now the beasts in the Black Forest have learned to circumvent Vitoria when they see it. They seem to have adapted to the existence of the new overlord at the top of the food.

Five minutes later, Vitoriya walked out of the burning flames. The flames could not hurt the strong warrior at all, and could only evaporate the sweat she had flowed out.

The samurai picked up a piece of dried bone burned into charcoal from the fire and crushed it into powder. He nodded with satisfaction: "Extinguish the fire!"

The powerful orc warrior dumped the holy water that had been prepared long ago into the fire, and a large amount of steam rose into the air, making the surroundings hazy. It seemed that something rose and opened its teeth and claws at the female warrior in the mist, but the female warrior was drinking strong wine and did not notice the scene in front of her.

In the barracks of the EU Expeditionary Force, Heinrich sat on a throne woven with human skin, and was stepping on a barefoot man in his kneeling position. The wine glass made of human skull in his hand was slightly shaking, and the red wine almost overflowed from the eaves of the cup.

"Lt. Col. Smith, it is better for you to accept the power of my Lord. Although you are in that immigration fleet, your soul is already pinched in my hands." Heinrich smiled at Smith who was nailed to the wall and said, "Look at how many people around you have fallen? Doesn't anyone know in reality?"

"No, of course they know, but they don't have the energy and no one can handle these emergencies." Heinrich tilted his wine glass and let the red wine flow slowly on the ground. The player kneeling on the ground licked the wine on the ground like a dog: "Everyone is preparing a dimensionality reduction plan. The military leaders from all over the country are planning to occupy a piece of their own land in the new world. The torch wood is busy acquiring new power. And my stupid father just wants to become the real Europa emperor as soon as possible. Everyone has their own demands and their desires must be satisfied, and these desires are the best sacrifices for my Lord."

Lieutenant Colonel Smith turned his head and refused to look directly into Heinrich's eyes. His eyelids were removed by Heinrich, and the lens was dim and swollen due to long-term exposure to the air.

"Please, I'll give you water." Heinrich continued to tempt Lieutenant Colonel Smith: "You haven't drunk water for forty-eight hours, and with continuous blood loss, the moisture content in your body has fallen below the minimum value, but as long as I am here, you can't die and can only endure this kind of thirst."

Lieutenant Colonel Smith tried hard to knock his head back to distract himself, but the demand from instinct continued to impact his reason, and his mind was now full of the sea, streams, and any drinking water.

The sound of wine pouring on the ground and splashing was like a demon hitting the heart, constantly teasing Lieutenant Colonel Smith's psychological defense.

"Now, my strength is still limited to this camp, but soon all camps will be controlled by me." Heinrich took a sip of the cup and made an exaggerated swallowing: "Maybe I still have the chance to spread the glory of my Lord to the New Chinese, and you have no way out."

Lieutenant Colonel Smith didn't know how many times he tried to quit the game, but the damn option was as unresponsive as if he was dead.

"First, the dimensionality reduction plan, now it's you, what's wrong with EU!" Lieutenant Colonel Smith shouted madly: "What do you want?"
Chapter completed!