Under Lei Xiao's order, everyone moved forward among the thick smoke and corpses, pointing directly at the location of the orc shaman.
However, just after walking a few steps, Nan Xing, who was responsible for the safety of the team's left wing, suddenly heard a clear voice: "Lord, come here quickly and take a look!"
When he got closer, Lei Xiao discovered it.
Among the pile of lifeless corpses of Orc soldiers, there were also a few human corpses wearing emerald green costumes or leather armor.
These human beings include both men and women, with fair and handsome skin. Each one of them can instantly kill a group of beauty internet celebrities.
Around the corpse were scattered several broken long bows and arrow clusters.
"With this appearance and clothing, could it be that he is an Elf?"
Looking at these extremely striking features, Lei Xiao's eyes slowly moved and finally landed on the corpse's ears.
Sure enough, the slightly pointed ears are indeed obviously different from ordinary people.
However, that's all. It's not as slender and tall as Lei Xiao imagined.
"Lord Qi, it seems that the mysterious force hidden in the barrier has been confirmed to be a half-elf tribe."
I saw that the crossbow in Nan Xing's hand was already on the string, and he saluted Lei Xiao while stroking his chest.
"Is he actually a half-elf with both human and elf blood?"
Lei Xiao nodded suddenly, and then said: "Let's move on."
Along with the rapid footsteps of the group, in addition to the corpses of half-orc soldiers, there were more and more corpses of half-elf soldiers on the scorched ground.
Judging from the curled sword blade, broken armor and increasingly bloody corpses, it was obvious that a bloody battle took place here not long ago.
Arriving at the entrance of the burning village, Lei Xiao noticed while enduring the heat wave and the increasingly pungent burnt smell.
Flames were rising everywhere in the village, black mist filled the air, and the burning flames were like a giant red beast, roaring and swallowing up everything.
Since the residences here are basically all wooden structures, many houses have been burned into black frames and collapsed one after another, stirring up bursts of ashes and dust.
"Lord, leave this place to me."
Looking at the scorching burning area ahead, Chaoyan gathered his energy and stood up immediately.
She is a fire magician who is well versed in the secrets of flames, plus the third-level magic book given by Lei Xiao.
Therefore, dealing with this level of flames is naturally not a problem.
With Lei Xiao's permission, the magic book in Chao Yan's hand glowed red, reflecting a fair and translucent face and stern eyes.
Not long after, everyone was covered with a thick layer of red energy shield, and instantly they felt that the surrounding temperature and air returned to normal.
What surprised Lei Xiao even more was that this thick red energy shield actually had its own fire-extinguishing function.
Wherever the group went, the flames along the way were extinguished, leaving only drifting smoke and scorched land.
With Chaoyan's assistance, the group of people began to move quickly towards the target direction without any obstruction.
At the same time, in the center of the burning village, there was an arched stone building that looked ancient and solemn.
On the outside of the building, it was already surrounded by hundreds of fully armed orc soldiers.
Every Orc soldier exudes a strong and cold aura of hostility, and pairs of cloudy pupils look around in warning, making it difficult for people to approach them.
Inside the building, it looked chaotic.
Crooked wooden tables and stone benches, broken wooden cabinets and boxes were scattered all over the floor, as if they had just been looted.
I saw a half-orc shaman in black robes, with his brown iron-clad bodyguards and a large number of archers, who had already surrounded more than twenty half-elves in leather armor and cloth robes.
The sword edge and arrows formed a deadly trap that could not be escaped, and there was a strong murderous aura and heavy breathing everywhere.
And the two dozen half-elves who were obviously at a disadvantage did not surrender. Instead, they drew their longbows one by one and started a confrontation with the orcs who were several times their size.
Although they were tightly surrounded, those firm eyes and tense bodies were full of unyielding and stubbornness.
For a time, the situation was tense, and it seemed that both sides might make a move at any time, triggering a life-or-death battle.
"Old man, don't waste your time. Hurry and hand over that treasure to me."
The half-orc shaman, surrounded by his personal guards, looked confident.
While playing with the staff in his hand, he said with a hoarse and cold voice to the elderly half-elf in the middle who was holding a cane: "As long as you stay calm and surrender, maybe I can let you live."
The half-orc shaman finished speaking, but before the white-haired old half-elf could speak.
I saw a half-elf girl with an exquisite face step forward, her starry eyes full of sharpness and said: "Stop dreaming! Even if we die, we will not hand over the sacred objects to despicable bastards like you!"
"Hey, I didn't expect that there is also a good-looking guy."
With a pair of turbid and obscene eyeballs, he looked up and down for a long time at the delicate body of the half-elf girl exuding youthful vitality.
The half-orc shaman smiled instead of being angry, and said with an evil look in his eyes: "Don't worry, I will let you see what color the flowers are in a moment."
"You damn bastard..." Feeling the undisguised malice of the other party, the half-elf girl gritted her teeth. She was about to retaliate, but was blocked by the old half-elf.
"Baizhi, stop talking."
The old half-elf took a step forward with his crutch, and said solemnly to the half-orc shaman: "General, I don't know where you heard about our clan's sacred objects, but that happened a long time ago.
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"Hundreds of years of wind, frost, rain, and snow are enough to change everything. The gears of time will cause everything to decay, let alone old things from a lost place?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The holy objects now have long lost their original charm. Even if you take them back, they won't have any effect."
The old half-elf's eyes were full of sincerity and pleading, and he said, "How about we discuss it later?"
"Cunning old thing, don't waste time here with me."
The half-orc shaman spat hard, and his rough face began to look impatient.
I saw the staff in his hand suddenly emitting a rich and sinister green light, and said solemnly: "I know that you have transferred most of the clan members to other places in the barrier. Do you think they can really escape me?"
The palm of your hand?"
"Such cleverness will only make their deaths worse!"
The murderous intent in the half-orc shaman's tone became even stronger, and he roared: "If I give you one last minute, if you don't reveal the whereabouts of the treasure, I will make life worse than death for all of you!"
"you dare!"
The half-elf girl's face sank, she held three feather arrows in her hand and drew the short bow into a full moon shape.
The other half-elf archers also took a step forward, ready for a fight to the death.
However, although on the surface they looked at death, all half-elves knew it clearly in their hearts.
This is a war with no chance of winning.
In this room alone, the opponent has a third-level peak powerhouse, more than thirty second-level powerhouses, and hundreds of ordinary soldiers.
On the other hand, on my side, only the half-elf girl who took the lead has reached the second level. As for the others, they have not broken through the second level and are at the peak of the first level.
Such weak combat power is obviously completely out of proportion to the opponent.
"Get ready to do it!"
Just when evil and coldness appeared in the eyes of the Orc Shaman, he lost his last trace of patience.
Without any warning, a burly figure holding a giant sword suddenly flew in from outside the door at such a speed that everyone present had no time to react.
Accompanied by a harsh and sharp buzzing sound, the burly figure was seen not hesitating. The giant sword in his hand was carrying a deadly wind and slashed horizontally with a thunderous force.
He actually cut the half-orc shaman and dozens of second-order heavy-armed guards around him in two!