lcionline Chapter 122 The memory of someone being killed with a hammer
Chapter 122 The memory of someone being killed with a hammer
In the following days, Lin Heng and the fart spirits continued to travel deeper into the continental plate.
Along the way, he saved a lot of oppressed fart spirits. In the end, the number of fart spirits in the whole team reached more than 200.
They laughed and sang songs about how the fart spirits had turned over and become masters. They seemed much happier than when they were with the orcs.
Lin Heng also killed several not-so-powerful orcs along the way.
【力量：915 反应：284+32 五感：184+10 抗性：467+33 恢复：453+45 能量：1667+53】
At this time, Lin Heng had gained a lot of weight. Looking at his reflection on the lake, Lin Heng felt that he had grown a little taller, and his muscles were more noticeable.
While he was standing in the lake and observing himself, he seemed to hear some sound of iron hammering.
“Ding..Ding…”
"Political Commissar, did you hear the sound of iron hammering?" Lin Heng asked as he straightened up.
Dozens of fart spirits turned their heads one after another, put their hands next to their ears, and listened to the news on the wind.
"No...but, it is said that hearing the sound of iron hammering means that you are approaching the territory of the black orcs!" said the fart-element political commissar happily.
Lin Heng nodded. After all, his hearing was better than those fart spirits, so it was not surprising that he could hear it.
So the troops began to move and started walking up the grass slope.
The closer he got to the top of the slope, the clearer the sound of iron hammering became. When Lin Heng stood on the top of the grass slope and saw the building a few hundred meters away on the opposite slope.
He suddenly felt something was wrong. He heard the "ding ding" sound of iron hammering from several kilometers away.
Even if the world is vast and there is no obstruction around, it is still too outrageous that the sound can be transmitted so far.
If you want an explosion or something, Lin Heng can understand. The key is the simple sound of hammering iron! What is this hammering? Gundam?
"Everyone get down!"
Lin Heng quickly asked the fart spirits to hide. He also lay on the ground and observed the building in the distance.
"Um...what kind of buildings do the Snakebite clan usually live in?"
Lin Heng asked doubtfully. He was not concerned about whether the clan lived well or not. He just thought that the architectural style in the distance did not look like the work of orcs.
The fart spirits around him answered quickly: "Tents, tents made of animal skins!"
That's even more wrong, Lin Heng thought, because the building in the distance is a wooden building.
Although it is not exquisite, at least it does not look like the beggar style of the orcs!
"Are you sure the blacksmith is an orc? Why does it feel like the rhythm of the blacksmith is completely different from that of an orc?"
Lin Heng didn't think the person in the cabin was an orc. He was just the iron-making orcs he saw on the Xiami Bishi spaceship.
The feeling of them swinging the hammers was like that of a person suffering from epilepsy, which was completely different from this stable rhythm.
"It's just a legend. We don't know much about it. At most, the boss on the grassland knows it." The fart-faced political commissar said awkwardly.
Lin Heng lay on the grass slope, thinking about his next move.
If that doesn't work, why not send a few fart spirits over to lure the other party out and see what happens?
So Lin Heng turned his head and suddenly heard the rumbling sound of hooves in the distance again.
"Hmm? It seems like there are wild beasts coming here again. Let's observe first. All fart spirits, keep quiet!"
Then the sound of hooves became louder and louder, and at the other end of the grass slope, five orc bosses riding on the giant beast Scrooge appeared.
Those orcs were all very tall, and each one was stronger than the first orc Lin Heng met.
Preliminary estimates show that each orc is about two meters tall, wielding human-sized sticks, just like a tank charging.
The fart spirit recognized the identity of the visitor and said in surprise:
"Those are the orc bosses of the five tribes. Each of them has tens of thousands of whipping boys under their command. They actually came together!"
Lin Heng thought that if he killed that one, he would be exhausted to death. If five of them charged together, he would be dead.
And what kind of existence would it be if five black orcs riding on the giant beast Squig came together to challenge?
Orc warlord? Surely he wouldn't live in seclusion like this!
Just as Lin Heng was thinking about the identity of the mysterious orc, the sound of blacksmithing in the wooden house stopped.
Then a figure that made Lin Heng so angry that his eyes popped out walked out.
All the fart spirits cried out in surprise. They never expected that the legendary black orc would look like this.
The mysterious figure walked barefoot on the grass, and to Lin Heng's surprise, he did not care about the orcs crossing the grass slope.
Instead, he felt Lin Heng's surprised gaze and looked at the hundreds of green heads on the grass slope next to him.
All the fart spirits were frightened, and Guru even hugged Lin Heng's calves while trembling.
The political commissar also helped Lin Heng sit down, took off his hat, and muttered something silently.
"As expected of a black-skinned orc, his eyes alone are so terrifying."
Lin Heng couldn't find any words to describe the other person, he just knew that the other person couldn't be an orc.
After all, there is no green variant of orcs, green-skinned orcs are green-skinned orcs!
If Lin Heng were to say, this **** should be a sub-human race, a very awesome sub-human race, because compared with those orcs.
This dark figure was estimated to be 5 meters tall, which made him more than twice as tall as Ogrin!
"Let me tell you...it's very...scared!" said the Fart Spirit Political Commissar tremblingly.
Lin Heng closely watched the mysterious giant's actions. The other party looked at Lin Heng and shook his head slightly, as if he was a little confused.
"Snakebite Clan! Kanhatafu! Tobias! Reggiekande! Altov! Andruzi! The challenge!
WAAAAAAGH!!!”
The orcs burst out with abundant "waaagh" energy, and they lined up and charged towards the black giant.
Then the mysterious black shadow turned his head and looked at the orcs who were charging.
100 m.
Lin Heng saw the black giant transfer a very exquisite hammer from his left hand to his right hand.
50 m.
Bend down like the shape of a "7", place the sledgehammer horizontally, and slowly swing it backwards.
5 m.
"BOOM!"
It seemed like an explosion had occurred, and Lin Heng stood up in surprise. In just a moment, the only figure left on the battlefield was the black giant.
The group of orcs that launched the charge disappeared.
“No…no more?”
Lin Heng stood there in a daze. The five orc bosses and the five giant beasts Squig were gone.
To be precise, he died instantly while he was staring at the battlefield. The black giant swung his hammer so fast that Lin Heng couldn't keep up with it.
By the time he realized the battle was over, the enemy had been beaten into pieces smaller than meat.
The black giant had put away his hammer and was slowly walking towards the wooden house.
Lin Heng didn't even see how those orcs and Squig died. It happened so quickly that he couldn't remember any of the scenes.
"It's horrible! It's horrible! Comrade Lin Heng, go by yourself later, we won't accompany you!" said the political commissar tremblingly.
Lin Heng is now somewhat unable to think. He has no idea what kind of great power can produce a sonic boom effect when swinging a war hammer.
It can instantly beat the terrifying orcs into ashes without leaving any trace.
Lin Heng's heart was beating a little too fast, and he also wanted to sit down and digest this incomprehensible situation.
"Brother Lin, why do you feel a little cold?"
At this time, Gulu, who was holding Lin Heng's calf, said.
...
Cold? Why do I feel a little hot?
There was green energy flickering around that was visible to the naked eye. Lin Heng was very familiar with that thing. It was the orcs' very magical "WAAAGH" energy.
If each orc only had one drop, Lin Heng would be in the sea at this moment, and this force would constantly tear him apart and decompose him.
But at this moment, time seems to be going back little by little, and the abundant "waaagh" energy is gradually flowing back into the huge and strange machine.
The person who destroyed the machine was Lin Heng himself... No, not him, but a giant wearing green and gold armor.
Lin Heng had also seen the weapon that destroyed the machine and caused it to explode. It was the weapon in the black giant's hand just now.
"who am I?"
In the sight, "Lin Heng" was probably retreating, the whole scene seemed to be rewound, and Lin Heng gradually became aware of the situation on the battlefield.
An orc that was ten meters tall, as if stuffed into a war mecha, a beast that made people feel despair just by looking at it, gradually revealed its figure.
Lin Heng's gaze was only on the other person's waist.
"I am the black giant?"
Time continues to go back, the black giant and the war orcs fought and separated.
The iron hammer blew up the armor on the mecha, and the opponent's metal claws, which were longer than a human, lifted the armor on the black giant's chest.
The man and the beast retreated again. The terrifying orc spoke the words that were rewound, but Lin Heng understood what he said.
Because the other party speaks human language.
"Vulkan, humans should submit to me. The Empire cannot stop the Orks.
Bend your knees, maybe the two gods will accept you. "
Very low but firm words came out of the black giant's mouth, as loud as thunder.
"Go to hell, you beast!"
Then, time returned to normal, the man and the beast fought again, and the black giant burst out with violent power again.
The device filled with "waaagh" energy was broken, and when a green light flashed, Lin Heng woke up.
“Brother Lin! Brother Lin! Don’t die! I’m scared to death, how could you also be scared to death? Wuuuuu…”
The sound of Gulu's crying gradually became clearer, and Lin Heng realized that he might have activated his psychic power unconsciously.
But this time, it doesn't seem to be a prophecy, but some kind of memory.
"Vulcan? What kind of existence are you?" Lin Heng muttered to himself, then looked towards the wooden house.
“Ding..Ding..Ding…”