Andrew shook his head again and again and said, "No one knows where he came from. He has lived in this valley for years!" "
The five people walked along the valley while chatting. The valley was inconspicuous and the periphery was covered with dense vegetation, which almost covered the mouth of the valley. From the outside, it was the kind that few people set foot in the dense forest area. Andrew took a big axe and smashed his way into the valley.
Groping along the sound of fighting, the five members of the team finally saw the fighting situation inside through a lush bush.
A huge body haunts the jungle, holding a big stick like a hamster. In the forest, more than a dozen hellhounds attack him around, but those hellhounds seem to have suffered enough from him. Every time he turns around, he will spare behind him as quickly as possible and take the opportunity to bite his thigh. His thick thigh has been dripping with blood, and there are also more than a dozen hellhounds lying around.
Surdak stared at the battlefield in front of Lin and said to Andrew and Mi La, "Did you just say that that man is the ogre?"
Chapter 44 Ogre Coultham
The forest was littered with several pear trees with some green fruits hanging from the crown, which were trampled to pieces by ogres.
The ogre is far less flexible than these hellhounds, who rushed at him from behind, so the hellhound left several bite marks on his hind legs and skin. At this time, the ogre was already panting, and his back was against a thick tree, but this passive beating situation did not get better.
Ogre some angrily grabbed a hellhound’s body and lunged at the hellhound and immediately smashed a piece of hellhound.
Then it let out a scream of pain, threw off two hellhounds hanging from its thighs and smashed one hellhound into the soil with a big stick, and the whole chest of the hellhound collapsed.
Although we got rid of two hellhounds, more hellhounds came at us one after another with sharp teeth, grabbed the ogre’s arm and kept the ogre’s pace. If we want to throw this ogre down, the ogre will be strong in both hands and feet, so it will be able to protect his body, but it won’t be long before these hellhounds tear him to pieces.
Ogres obviously know this very well, and try their best not to fall down.
In just such a short time, the number of hellhounds has soared from the first five to six to more than a dozen. The two arms of the ogre have hung up, and the hellhound’s bite and growl are almost connected.
The ogre was so fierce that he struggled to lift himself up with four hellhound arms hanging, and opened his mouth to the most conspicuous arm. The hellhound took a bite and tore the hellhound’s ear and half face full of purple blood …
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Surdak hid behind the bushes and saw Samira and Andrew. When they saw that they were all eager to squat behind the bushes, they asked them, "Do we want to help the ogre?"
Before Surdak could finish, Andrew, a Na ‘nai warrior, was the first to rush out of the bushes with a big axe. He strode to the ogre’s side, and the big axe in his hand smashed the hind leg of a hellhound with a howling wind. Suddenly, the hellhound’s body was instantly short and the axe blade split into the hellhound’s body.
The hellhound let out a cry, instantly let go, turned his head and bit Andrew’s arm.
Andrew lifted his foot and kicked the hellhound aside, then tore off a hanging ogre hellhound.
At this time, two hellhounds found Andrew rushing out of the jungle and tried to sneak up on Andrew from the back with a sad breath, but they were shot in the eye socket by two feather arrows. After the arrow was shot in the eye socket, the hellhounds screamed and rolled around, trying to catch the feather arrow that had plunged into the eye socket, but there was nothing they could do.
Samira held a forest bow in her hand and jumped into a big tree in three, five, and two. One arrow after another came out from his side.
Andrew rushed to the ogre’s side and finally gave the ogre a breathing space for a moment. He almost did not hesitate to raise his two big hands full of hellhounds, so that he could throw these hellhounds behind him with brute force.
Suddenly, two hellhounds broke their bones and fell off trees, and died on the spot. His hellhounds were also thrown off by ogres, and his arms were covered with bloody bite marks. The ogres were indifferent to these roots, just as they felt no pain. He bent down like a pair of cattail fans and grabbed the skulls of two hellhounds, and abruptly folded them from his legs. His arms tried to close them together, and a tent of purple blood broke out when the heads of the two hellhounds were smashed together.
Surdak and two other knights ran over on the bodies of hellhounds everywhere, and a group of people quickly disposed of the remaining hellhounds.
Surdak can see very clearly that the ogre, who is almost three meters tall, has turned over nearly half of the hellhound by himself, but he is also seriously injured. Many wounds have been made in the same place, and the ogre has no intention of dressing the wounds. He conveniently pulls a hellhound and pulls it on its thigh with one hand. When he twists it and pulls it, the hellhound’s body breaks into two pieces.
He did not hesitate to put the bloody hellhound’s body in his mouth and make a creaking sound when chewing the bone. Gensoul Ducker realized that this big one was a vicious and cruel ogre.
He was strong and full of explosive force, and his skin had a white quartzite texture. He handed the other half-hellhound to Andrew and shook his head and said a sentence to him in the native language of Nanai people. Unexpectedly, the ogre was also very fluent in the native language.
Then the ogre twisted his head, and the red blood in his eyes faded a little. He could sit on the ground and look up at Surdak.
There are two fangs sticking out from the jaw at the corner of the mouth, panting and swallowing the hellhound’s hind legs.
Only then did he breathe out a little breath and lean his huge body against the trunk. He said to Andrew that Surdak didn’t understand the indigenous language, and then he glanced at the branches of the trees and Samira gave her a thumbs-up sign.
Surdak boldly went out in front of the ogre.
The other two knights in the team didn’t have the courage to come over. They had to walk far away, but their eyes were still full of vigilance when they looked at the ogre.
"Can I help you? Big "Surdak greeted the ogre in a friendly way.
"I don’t like human communication. You are cunning, greedy and cowardly!" The ogre waved unceremoniously to Surdak, and it was a bit difficult to speak. I didn’t expect that he was still proficient in Green Empire.
The ogre smells like carrion in his mouth. It seems that he doesn’t like brushing his teeth very much.
Surdak’s eyes fell on his arm and the wounds said to the ogre, "I can cure your body."
Andrew next to him also said a sentence to the ogre in indigenous language, which seemed to prove that Surdak was telling the truth, but the ogre’s face did not show joy, but looked at Surdak suspiciously and asked him angrily, "What do you want?"
"I want to ask you some news" Surdak fingers rubbed his forehead.
I don’t know what the ogre had experienced before, but he was full of vigilance against the imperialists. He stared at Surdak with wide eyes and said warily, "I won’t tell you the secrets of the ogres."
Surdak held out his hand and said to him, "I can assure you that’s not the question."
He painfully handed his fist and said, "That’s good! By the way, if you want hellhound, you can exchange beef! "
"Do you like beef?" Surdak asked noncommittally after seeing the dead bodies of hellhounds everywhere.
The ogre nodded without hesitation and replied, "Yes, I like fresh, delicious and juicy beef very much, and I like it cooked."
With a sly grin in his simple and honest eyes, he said to Surdak, "Well, I’ve answered your question. It’s your turn to treat me, and then we’re even."
Surdak is a’ ha ha’ smile, and he didn’t go on the rampage because of the ogre’s play.
He took two steps closer, put his hands on his chest and condensed some sacred breath. Then this sacred breath fell on the ogre’s arm. Seeing the ogre’s stiff face, he eased some. He looked at Surdak’s eyes again, and there was no hostility before.
"Can you really help me heal?" The ogre asked Surdak. His voice sounded like thunder.
"Of course!" Surdak went further and pulled out a skinning knife around the ogre to deal with the carrion in the ogre’s wound, saying, "Not all imperial people are treacherous and greedy …"
Ogre cold hum a didn’t answer the words is staring at the knife in Surdak’s hand.
Maybe he just ate a half-hellhound. The ogre’s belly purred and saw him trying to endure his discomfort. Surdak didn’t say anything else. He knew that ogres had this habit. They consumed a little more energy after fighting, so they would eat something to replenish their strength after the war.
Surdak pulled out a dried cow leg from his magic pocket, which looked like a hard stick, and then handed it to the ogre and said with a smile, "I have a dried cow leg here. Would you like to try it?"
The ogre looked down at the air-dried cow leg next to his leg. He swallowed and tried to control his eyes from looking at it. He asked Surdak, "Come on, what do you want to know?"
His tone is much more relaxed, and there is no doubt and hostility before.
Surdak’s hand didn’t stop. He quickly treated the wound and asked the ogre, "Have you ever seen a human wizard? He has been missing around here for several days. "
Surdak didn’t report anything. He just asked casually.
I didn’t expect the ogre to stare blankly and then honestly answer "I’ve seen it"