A golden stream of light moved quickly in the sky, followed closely by a cyan stream of light.
"It's really big!"
Looking at Jura Great Forest and Mo Li below, they couldn't help but sigh.
Listening to what Mo Li said, Mandrill did not respond.
"Okay, it's right in front."
Mo Li sensed a group of magic elements moving rapidly in front. It was another two hundred thousand Orc Army.
At the same time, two hundred thousand Orc Army were rushing through Jura Great Forest.
Every step they take will cause loess to fly all over the sky.
Two hundred thousand Orc Army, each one wearing white hard armor, the whole army was like a snow-white python devouring Jura Great Forest bit by bit.
Wherever the white pythons passed, trees collapsed, and where there was no road, they forcibly trampled a path.
On the march, if a pig-headed man fell down due to death, he would be immediately eaten by other pig-headed men. Three or four pig-headed men rushed up and ate the fallen pig-headed man in the blink of an eye. It looked extremely bloody.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the ground was filled with depressions and blood caused by the trampling of the pig-headed men. Even the soil was dyed red by the blood of the monsters.
The overwhelming smell of blood filled the sky where the army was walking, which was nauseating. Black flies representing filth, bacteria, and corruption were buzzing and flying in a dense mass.
Mo Li saw Orc Army and came to a mountain. Mandrill saw Mo Li and flew down and followed closely behind.
Looking at the Orc Army in front of him, Mandrill's mind flashed back to the day the village was destroyed, and his brother died in the hands of these damn Orc Army.
Looking at the three Orc General in front of the Orc Army, Mandrill's eyes suddenly turned blood red, because one of his brothers and sisters died in the hands of one of them Orc General.
Thinking of this, Mandrill's whole body began to exude a black aura. Dots of black filth exuded disgust, resentment, and twisted aura, which began to spread all over Mandrill's body like ink stains. Mandrill's body began to tremble, as if he had suffered some great pain.
Mandrill's aura also became more and more powerful. His aura suddenly jumped from the A-level peak to Pseudo Special A-rank, only one step away from Special A-rank.
Seeing this scene, Mo Li couldn't help but frown, because even Mo Li couldn't do anything about this matter.
This is Mandrill's talent as Yaksha Clan. Yaksha Clan is a born warrior. Their fighting intuition is extremely sharp. The most powerful one is that Yasha can even use his killing energy to improve his strength in battle. However, on the other hand, he has to be entangled by karma and cannot be reincarnated for the rest of his life.
In the past, Mo Li could still use his strength to forcibly suppress this evil force, but now that Mandrill himself has drawn out this force, Mo Li has no choice. When he obtains powerful power, he has to pay a corresponding price, just like the contract made by Mo Li.
Seeing that Mandrill's aura was still rising, Mo Li's already frowned brows were about to become cross-shaped.
"Calm down, are you dying?"
I saw Mo Li coming to Mandrill, putting his hands on Mandrill's shoulders and forcibly suppressing Mandrill's rising breath.
"Emperor!"
After hearing Mo Li's scolding, Mandrill's originally scarlet eyes slowly returned to their original light golden color.
"Emperor, I hope you will forgive me."
Mandrill knew that he was completely blinded by hatred at the first moment, causing a catastrophe.
"I know what you are thinking? I will leave the three Orc General to you. As for the remaining two hundred thousand Orc Army, you don't have to worry. Just feel free to do what you want to do."
Mo Li saw the unforgettable hatred in Mandrill's eyes just now. That overwhelming hatred can only be solved by Mandrill himself.
This is a fate that belongs to Mandrill. If you can survive it, you may break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly and take a step further. If you cannot survive it, you will be able to survive.
If you can't get through it, you can't get through it. Anyway, with Mo Li here, it's impossible to let anything happen to the mandrill. Nothing can happen to the cub that you finally raised.
Just a few Orc General hurt his cub, just wait to eat All Phenomena of the World.
Thinking of this, Mo Li turned his attention to the three pig heads that might hurt his cubs.
"Thank you, Emperor."
After saying that, the mandrill turned into a stream of cyan light and flew towards the three-headed Orc General.
At this time, the three-headed Orc General was still leading the two hundred thousand Orc Army forward, unaware that their doom had come.
"Eat! Eat! Eat!"
Two hundred thousand Orc Army are gradually approaching the depths of Jura Great Forest.
"Boss, did you say Master Kloot successfully attacked Lizardmen?"
One Orc General asked the one in the middle, Orc General.
"My lord, you will not fail."
A heavy voice came from the black helmet.
"Boom!!!"
Just as the army was advancing, a voice came over.
"Who?"
Orc General, known as the boss, asked the unknown monster in front of him.
The dust slowly dispersed, and what came into view was the mandrill who came to take revenge.
Mandrill exuded a black, dirty and evil aura, and even the Harp of Peace in his hand began to be stained with pitch black filth from the original emerald green spear. The original divine light of the gun was competing with the black filth.
Mandrill did not respond, but put the evil ghost mask on his head onto his face, exuding a powerful black aura.
Feeling the powerful aura emanating from the mandrill, the faces of the three Orc General became solemn.
"If the person who comes here is not evil, come with us. Don't let him hinder the progress of the army."
The one in the middle, Orc General, said to the other two Orc General.
The war was about to break out, and the four people started a melee.
After the battle started, Orc General felt how powerful the mandrill was.
Even if they were three against one, they still couldn't gain the slightest upper hand. They were even slightly suppressed and beaten by others.
"Damn it, Chaos Eater!"
The three heads Orc General launched their trump card at the same time. They were exuding materialized black and red magic elements and rushed towards the mandrill.
Seeing this, Mandrill didn't dare to be careless. He kicked his left foot against the ground and reached mid-air.
"Wind Wheel Both Sides!"
The cyan light collided with the black-red light, and the aftermath of the power directly set off a large area of loess, making the entire battle situation blurry.
The loess slowly dispersed, and what caught everyone's eyes was the standing mandrill and the three-headed Orc General.
"You are strong, but you can't change anything?"
Orc General, who was standing at one end, said, and after finishing speaking, he fell to the ground.
Mandrill is not doing much better at this time. He is now exhausted of magic energy, so he relies on a Harp of Peace to support his body and prevent himself from falling to the ground.
As the saying goes, "Heads can be cut off, blood can be shed, but strength cannot be lost."
When Orc Army on the side saw this scene, they all wanted to step forward and hurt this guy. Their generals would kill and eat this guy who didn't know the heights of the sky.
"All Phenomena of the World."
A mature and steady voice came over.