The Barbarian Saint stared at the Orc Holy Land below and murmured hoarsely: "Forefathers and sects throughout the ages, we Orcs have been glorious for every era, but now, I can no longer maintain the glory of the Orc clan. I am a Half-Orc."
The biggest sinner in the history of the orc clan, our clan is perishing in my hands..."
His voice was desolate and sad, which made people feel sympathy inexplicably.
Some historians quickly recorded his words as the last written information before the extinction of this race.
At this time, Huang Yi and Xiaolong looked at each other, and in tacit agreement, they opened their dragon's mouths at the same time, and sprayed out two beams of hot holy flames towards the Barbarian Saint below.
The two holy flames poured down from the sky like waterfalls and landed on the dying body of the Barbarian Saint. The golden sacred magma splashed everywhere and gathered into a river, completely submerging the Barbarian Saint.
This time, the holy flames continued to spray for a long time, and the whole world was waiting for the figure of the Barbarian Saint to rush out again. However, there was a dead silence in the holy flames, and there was no movement. It seemed that it had been completely melted by the hot holy flames.
Time passed by second by second, and there was still no movement in the holy flame. Just like the race of half-orcs, no matter how hard they fought, they could not make waves.
After spraying for a full minute, Huang Yi and Xiaolong finally stopped.
After those golden holy flames lost their replenishment, they gradually dissipated into the air.
The Barbarian Saint submerged below finally reappeared bit by bit.
At this time, the Barbarian Saint was no longer human, with only bones left in his head, abdomen, arms, and legs, and all the tissue had been burned away. The only tissue left on his body was his chest, where the heart of the race was buried.
, has not been burned by the holy fire.
The skin on the chest was still heaving, and the heart of the race inside was still beating. It seemed that the beating sound of "dong dong dong" could still be heard in the dead air, emitting an invisible pressure.
Huang Yi and Xiaolong looked at each other, quickly shrunk, and landed next to Man Sheng.
Right in front of Tian Tian is the last orc leader!
That was the last hope for the entire orc race, but now it was lying there motionless, letting them slaughter it.
At this time, Xiaolong tentatively stretched out a dragon claw, pressed it on the chest of Barbarian Saint, and drew down the golden dragon claw!
"Wow!" The skin of the chest was suddenly cut open, revealing the chest cavity inside. A golden heart was beating inside, exuding a rich aura. It was the heart of the half-orc race.
Huang Yi also stretched out his dragon claws, reached into the chest of the Barbarian Saint, and pushed up the racial heart.
"Poof" was like the sound of a cork being opened on a champagne bottle, and the heart was pulled out of the Barbarian Saint's chest and flew into the air.
The moment the Barbarian Saint's body lost its heart, all the breath of life suddenly stopped. His chest stopped beating and turned into a pile of roasted rotten meat, piled there motionless like a stone.
, a pile of dirt.
At that moment, all the eyes of the world were fixed on the golden heart flying in the air.
That golden heart drew a golden light in the air and flew forward with the eyes of everyone in the world.
The purpose of this war is to get this heart!
Now it flies out, unprotected for the first time, and easily accessible!
Huang Yi's body swayed, and he immediately switched from the form of the golden holy dragon back to his original human form. He directly stretched out his hand and held the heart flying in the air in his hand.
The heart was beating powerfully in his palm, and every time it expanded, it would spread his fingers, and the vigorous power spread outward, as if it was still struggling.
But no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't escape Huang Yi's grasp and was tightly grasped by him.
At that moment, Huang Yi held not only the heart of his race, but also the eyes of the entire world.
At the beginning of this battle, while it was ongoing, and even during the final decisive battle with Barbarian Saint... During this period, countless times, countless people thought that Huang Yi would definitely lose. It was impossible for him to win, it was impossible to win.
Obtain the racial heart of the half-orc clan.
But now, he got it!
That racial heart was tightly grasped in his hand in front of the whole world!
The next moment, a solemn announcement sounded between heaven and earth——
"[System Announcement]: [Killing God] led his army to destroy the Orc Holy Land, killed the Orc tribe leader [Barbarian Saint], and obtained the heart of the Orc race. At this point, the Orc race was destroyed and became the second world
history. All half-orcs will suffer the penalty of genocide, and the effects of racial skills and racial talents will be reduced by 50%. The half-orcs will be removed from the system's race settings. New players will no longer be able to see the half-orcs when selecting a race.
Options."
This system announcement resounded throughout the second world, every continent, and every corner!
Countless players and races were horrified!
A famous race, a race with people all over the world, a race with hundreds of millions of players, a race that has been glorious for several eras, was just destroyed by a single player!
Those half-orc tribes all over the world, those half-orcs wandering in the wilderness, those half-orcs hurriedly passing by in the alleys of the city with their hoods lowered... No matter where they are, no matter what they are doing, they are all here at this moment.
With a shudder, he stopped everything and listened blankly to the announcement.
Many orcs were originally praying for the unreachable holy land in the Central Continent in their own tribes. But now the results are finally coming, and all hopes are shattered.
Tears flowed from their eyes, angry roars broke out from their mouths, and sad sobs sounded from their noses. But no matter how they vented, they could no longer change the fact that the orcs were annihilated.
An unprecedented sense of loss emerged from the hearts of every half-orc. They all felt that their hearts were isolated and that a mysterious and mysterious power was lost.
Before this, each of their hearts had a certain connection with the racial heart in the Orc Holy Land of the Central Continent, and they could vaguely feel a majestic power. But now, this power has been lost.
, forever cut off from them. Their bloodline suddenly became extremely fragile, and those racial skills and racial talents were forever weakened.
…
In the lonely and vast universe, the Heavenly Demon, the Blood Demon, and the Spirit Demon were flying across the void toward the first world with the wings of the demon dragon.
The expressions of the three of them were extremely gloomy. They clenched their hands tightly and their expressions were full of unwillingness. They had just the last moment to break through the void battlefield and kill Huang Yi inside. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, the Dark King's body would
But the projection came down and took them away.
Suddenly, the blood demon's body trembled, his face froze, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to cover his heart, and his body suddenly stopped.
Seeing this, the Heavenly Demon and the Spiritual Demon also stopped and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Gorefiend's face was full of shock, and his eyes showed doubts and disappointment: "I seem to be unable to sense the racial heart of the Orcs. My Orc bloodline seems to have been weakened all of a sudden. That feeling is like... just
It seems that the orc clan no longer exists!"
"How is this possible?" The demon frowned slightly, "What ability does the God of Death have to kill the Barbarian Saint? The leader of the Barbarian Saint can easily crush the God of Death. Even if something unexpected happens, as long as the fusion of races
His heart and strength can reach the level of a demigod, and even a hundred killing gods are no match for him!"
"Did you make a mistake?" Soul also frowned, "After the Barbarian Saint merged with the heart of the race, it is not easy for me to defeat him. How can the God of Death kill him?"
"But I really can't sense the racial heart of the orcs." The Blood Demon said accurately, "Don't forget, the opponent of the Barbarian Saint is the God of Death. In front of the God of Death, nothing is impossible."
After hearing the last words, both the heavenly demon and the spirit demon fell silent.
No matter how arrogant they are, no matter how powerful they have been cultivated by the King of Hell, no matter how much they looked down on the God of Death and how rude they were in the second world... they all have to admit in their hearts that the name of the God of Death is a
A shadow that can never be erased. The God of Death has reversed the situation of certain death too many times before, and has repeatedly made the impossible possible.
There is every possibility in him, and as long as he is not killed, they will not get real peace.
Even if he was killed, it would not eliminate the uneasiness in his heart.
Back then, the God of Death was killed by Miyamoto Musashi at the cost of destroying Beihai City and reincarnated. However, after the reincarnation ended, the king returned and became even more powerful.
Even a while ago, the Queen of Pain's clone killed the God of Death more than two hundred times, reaching level 1. As a result, the God of Death recovered his strength intact, and counterattacked the Queen of Pain with Thor, Blade, Sharp Sword, and Dragon Thorn.
That clone of.
The name Killing God is a curse, there is nothing he can't do.
"No matter what, let's rush to the first world first and accept the task assigned to us by the Lord of Darkness. After the matter is completed, we will go back to the second world and take a look." Soul shook his head and said.
"That's right!" The Demon turned his head and looked at the void of the universe around him. "Even if the Lord of Darkness withdraws his mission, we will not be able to return to the second world. It is very likely that the dean of the Oskan Royal Academy has recognized
The fake spirits we made before should be returning to the second world now. If we go back, we will die."
The Blood Demon pursed his lips, hesitated for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay! Then let's continue to the first world."
After saying that, the three of them got back on the road, hiding in the shadow of the magic dragon's wings, flying quickly towards the first world, and disappeared into the depths of the universe in the blink of an eye.