Chapter 27 Goff Style Duel
As an orc, One-Eye realizes deeply that he does not understand what contentment or happiness is. When he sits in the seat of the former boss, commanding the boys, and instilling in them the style and strategy of the Blood Ax Clan, this should be able to Does it count as "success" for Orcs?
He is still unhappy. Even though his body is now bigger, his mind is more active, he can taste more delicious food, and he can kill more lives, he is still an orc and will only feel the word "happiness" at the moment of fighting the target. concept.
When the enemy dies, this sense of satisfaction will soon dissipate like smoke in the past. Only the excitement remaining in his strong bones drives the orc to kill the next target.
Fortunately, the huge dark galaxy is full of things that the orcs can beat up. Even for this stupid thing, they will build a planet-sized, waaagh device, and they will start an epic war until the star burns out. Life ends, and new spores sprout, repeating, repeating, repeating the sad process of life.
Therefore, when One-Eye sits on the seat of the statue, or the seat made by the boss, his favorite thing is to touch and observe his own war blade. He has grown a lot bigger and no longer has any contact with the Catachan war blade. Such a good fit, but it is still One Eye's favorite trophy, followed closely by the Death Skull boss he is sitting on.
Generally speaking, orcs will not be satisfied and happy because of trophies. They only pursue eternal war, except for One Eye. He is a blood axe. He can recall the feeling of that time just by looking at those treasures.
Therefore, he and his son have a very unique feeling for the Glaive of Catachan, even though such feelings are pathological and abnormal.
But this kind of happiness did not last long. The noisy waaaagh and waaaagh interrupted the poor guy's thoughts anyway.
If it were a boy from his own tribe, One-Eye would undoubtedly and without hesitation give this bastard his favorite big gun blast, but this was the sound coming from the annoying arena of the Gough Clan next door.
One-Eye complained more than once that damn Goff used the scraps that were almost enough to make two killing tin cans to make that thing...
arena?
Let your precious little ones run rampant in it, kill each other, and create an amusement park with red dye and spikes and eye-catching waste?
To be honest, One Eye likes it very much, he likes it so much, but Blood Ax is a pragmatist. Even if his boys look at him with tears, he will not let them get close to that huge, noisy, fun, huge Yes, the damn Gough Arena that made him envious.
He yelled, even forgetting that Catachan's blade was still not withdrawn from his waist, and that he was too big to see around him clearly. The world was too noisy, with raindrops pattering on the ground, waaagh and shouts The killings continued.
So much so that the usually vigilant and powerful boss didn't notice his kid stretching out his green claws.
When One-Eye sat back down and reached out to grab his sharp blade, he saw that his treasure was no longer where it was.
"Over there!? Where?!" He stood up urgently, looked under his butt, and opened the fart beside his body to see if this stupid thing had been eaten by it.
After a fruitless search, One-Eye quickly thought of a certain green-skinned boy, and then a loud shout came from the camp.
"Find special operations boy Gan Luo! The reward is enough teeth!"
Gan Luo, holding the treasure at the moment, his thick blood vessels trembling under the green skin, he found it, he did it, he stole his boss's things...
He still couldn't believe it. He was still looking forward to running on the dirty land of the orc camp, his military boots stained with mud.
He heard the buzzing sound of the engine, and then Gan Luo noticed that behind him were a group of damn boys from the Death Skull clan, driving those big trucks with spikes and bad taste!
He turned around and fired, dropped bombs, took everything he learned and used it on his own people, boom boom boom.
The huge dirty car of Death Skull avoided those damn attacks, and the explosive bombs roared, trying to beat Gan Luo into mud!
Deathskull's engineer boy was on the car, holding the big clicking target, spitting out tongues of fire. "I want to catch you and make the boss worship me!"
"I want more teeth to make up my big cart!"
Gan Luo may be an expert in evasion, but in this case his ability may not be of much effect. He can only light the smoke bomb and let the thick fog surround the camp.
Soon, the big car crashed into the orc house, with raindrops on the scrap metal, sparks and engine oil constantly falling. Gan Luo felt so happy for the first time. He hugged Catachan's dagger and laughed maniacally.
"Hahahaha! I won! I won!"
His laughter suddenly stopped, because he felt the sight behind him, which was too familiar. He turned around and looked at the camp that he had made a mess. His boss, the one-eyed boss, was pointing his big gun at His head.
"Give it to me, Gan Luo, give me my knife!" One Eye shouted viciously, his rough voice filled with resentment. He couldn't lose that good thing, at least not before he died.
Gan Luo went too far today, and he could have been forgiven before. Gan Luo also knew that if he went back, he would probably be a piece of rotten meat in the Scrooge pit.
He buried his head and continued running, One Eye was disheartened. After all, there were not many bloody axes left by his side, but that was it, goodbye.
The pistol sprays pellets, searing energy and a huge roar. This terrifying weapon is enough to break the flesh of an orc, no doubt.
Gan Luo held on to the beautiful knife tightly...
He's going to die, he's going to die!
But after waiting for a long time, there was no sound of flesh and blood being smashed as expected, only a "click". One Eye knew very well that this was the sound of a ricochet. Did he hit the wall?
When Gan Luo and Duyan could see clearly, it was a green wall with a huge iron-toothed chin.
"Hahaha, Blood Ax bastard, what's wrong?" Tie Zhi wiped the pliers on his hand, and there were dirty marks on them.
Gan Luo hugged Boss Gao Fu's thigh, and Gao Fu happily accepted the feeling of admiration, which made him excited, happy and happy.
"I like you. You will be my boy from now on. You will look ugly when you change into that camouflage suit!"
One-Eye cursed. "No, let him give me back my machete!"
Iron Teeth looked at the dagger, it was too small for him, it didn't matter, but he still answered.
"No, I don't need to give you anything!"
Gan Luo held the dagger and looked at One Eye in fear.
One-Eye gave an ugly smile, then raised his pistol.
Bang! The green flesh flew far away...
Iron Teeth was furious, his cheeks were red, but he could definitely stop this attack, so why didn't he?
"You killed my boy!"
One Eye shouted. "He stole my Catachan shrimp blade!"
Boss Goff picked up the dagger, put it in his belt, and pointed to the large arena that he was proud of.
"If you want to go back, then fight me!" (End of Chapter)