Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 336

Howard's response to the commentator caused a round of boos and insults. There were even some particularly irritable orcs who were ready to come over and teach this ungrateful little shrimp a lesson, but they were stopped by the orc with a cane sitting behind Howard.

Although that orc did not look particularly strong, his status was obviously much higher than that of other orcs.

The small commotion in the stands soon died down, but the two sides in the arena were in a tense situation.

Harden was very angry, extremely angry. He had initially agreed to a swordsmanship contest with these humans and elves, and was expecting a fair and upright contest of pure skills. For this reason, he even held back in the first few moves to avoid hurting the elf, but in the end he was treated like this.

Mei did not exaggerate her own skills. The top level of dancer's skills seemed to allow her to completely blend into the wind, avoiding the most deadly attacks with the smallest fluctuations. The wind can be felt and can affect objects, but it cannot be caught.

The orc war leader became more and more violent, and the speed at which he swung his sword became more and more violent and faster. At first, the extended saber made a whistling sound when cutting through the air, but now it made a sharp whistle-like sound. Every time Harden swung and paused, a ring of air would explode on the spot.

The white powder covering the surface of the saber had long been scraped off. Because it was swung at such a high speed, the sharp edge even began to turn red due to friction with the air, becoming hot and soft.

However, there was no point in scoring at this point. As long as Mei was hit, even if it was just a little bit, the huge impact force would directly tear this fragile elf into pieces.

"boom!"

Another swing that exceeded the limits of human vision. The material that made up the saber shattered because it could not withstand the speed of Harden's swing. The sharp fragments shot out like bullets and pierced many orcs in the stands. Those orcs hit by smaller fragments immediately had large holes in their bodies, while those hit by larger fragments were directly exploded into blood plasma.

Even after piercing the orc's body, these fragments did not stop. Some fragments then pierced the stands behind and even further pierced the wall of the cooling tower and flew outside. The power of these fragments far exceeded that of the Empire's ordinary tank guns. If they were not blocked, some of the fragments might have been thrown into space.

However, the orcs watching the game were not frightened by this. Instead, they cheered even harder for their war boss. Death was never something to be feared by these green-skinned creatures, and a match would only be exciting and interesting to them if blood was shed.

The saber shattered, and both Mei and Harden stopped. White smoke rose from the orc's skin, and the Eldar's chest rose and fell violently at a amplitude visible to the naked eye.

Beneath her clothing, the veins on her arms and thighs had turned black.

By this time, half of the estimated ten minutes had passed.

"Half-time timeout! Half-time timeout!" After discovering that Harden had stopped, the commentator rang the bell repeatedly to stop the timer, fearing that this cunning space bean sprout would use this to delay time.

After time paused, Harden stretched out his hand without saying a word, and soon a group of orcs brought him a new weapon, which was the battle axe he had used before.

The timer continued, and Mei, whose strength had recovered a little, immediately moved to the side farthest from Harden, always alert to possible attacks from the orc.

But this time, Harden did not pursue, but stood in the center of the arena and began to dance with his giant axe.

Mei had a bad feeling in his heart, and soon this feeling came true. As Harden's speed of swinging the giant axe continued to increase, the air flow inside the entire cooling tower was stirred by him, and finally a small cyclone with him as the center was formed.

Mei, who was closest to the cyclone, could clearly feel the force of the wind pushing her towards the growing cyclone, and the force was getting stronger and stronger.

Even if May could only dodge, Harden still had countless ways to hurt him, such as stomping on the ground or roaring, but Harden did not do so.

This is His pride. He agreed to compete with these weak shrimps and bean sprouts in order to defeat them in the areas where they are best.

If he is annoyed by the opponent and wins in a way he does not approve of, Harden will consider it a shame.

And what this space bean sprout is best at is blending itself with the wind?

Then I will raise the storm.

"Timeout! Timeout! I request a timeout!" Howard shouted in the stands, but no one paid attention to him.

"Fuck you, I said a timeout!!!" Howard roared. He picked up a piece of broken glass and threw it at the commentator, but the glass fragment was blown away by the storm created by Harden before it had gone far.

Then Howard climbed over the stands and tried to rush to the arena, but was caught tightly by the nun.

However, the commentator's aircraft was completely scrapped and shattered at this moment, and the orc falling from the sky had no room to escape. He fell into the storm created by Harden and was shattered in an instant, becoming part of the storm.

The Eldar finally felt fear. She knew what Harden was going to do, and she knew even more clearly that she could not stop him.

There is only one minute left.

Mei injected Soul Echo, and intense pain spread from her arm, as if a dark seed had sprouted at the injection site, its roots sucking her flesh and blood to grow, instantly climbing up to her brain.

Soul Echo, its main component is a soul that has been tortured for eternity, or even more than that. The user will gain tremendous power in an instant, but must also endure all the pain and madness that this soul has endured.

Mei screamed and grabbed her head, her nails digging into her flesh. She heard the screams and madness of countless tortured people. The tree of pain that had taken root and sprouted was eating away her flesh from the inside out, leaving only a thin layer of skin.

The whites of her eyes were filled with black blood and eventually turned black, but her pupils turned blood red. Her skin cracked, and what flowed out was the constantly evaporating black blood.

Mei stopped screaming. Her expression was extremely distorted, as if it was made up of a thousand faces of people being tortured and was still changing rapidly. Blood flowed down her arm, but instead of dripping, it solidified into a sharp and ferocious claw.

She rushed towards the forming storm, and the black blood evaporating from her body formed an inky trail in the air.

"Roar!!!"

The orcs hidden in the eye of the storm roared, and the condensed cyclone suddenly exploded, stirring up a storm inside the entire cooling tower with wind speeds exceeding that of Jupiter's Great Red Spot. Flags were blown into the sky, torches were blown out and torn apart, and the entire stand trembled in this beast-caused natural disaster, and finally collapsed into pieces.

The nun grabbed Howard and the other humans she could reach at the first moment, and protected them behind her power armor. It turned out that the nun's decision was correct, because the storm swept up a lot of debris, garbage and even orcs. In the storm, the power of each piece of debris was no less than a bullet just fired.

The next second after the nun protected Howard, all kinds of debris and garbage hit the nun's back, making a continuous clanging sound. If it weren't for the nun's ceramic steel power armor which was much stronger than these impurities, these humans might have been smashed to pieces by now.

However, the wind was so strong that even the nun, whose armor weighed more than half a ton, could not bear it. She could only use her limited spiritual energy to resist it desperately and keep lowering her center of gravity.

Inside the arena, the sudden storm slowed the Eldar down for a moment, but at that moment, the Orc war leader rushed in front of the Eldar through the storm he created himself and punched her.

Mei screamed and stretched out her claws to meet the fist that was like a battering ram.

"boom!"

The next second, the Eldar flew backwards like a cannonball and crashed into the ruins, his life or death unknown.