Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three King Poison Non-Toxic
There are always two or three bottles of the orcs' special liquor on the dirty coffee table. The Khajiit drunkenly picks up a bottle and fills it into his mouth. God knows when this will happen. The door is lifted again and again, always...
It’s because you can’t feel the sun that the orcs love. This must be a dark night, a night that belongs to all orcs. Then drink another bottle and wait for the orderly brightness to rise again.
"It's already early in the morning, General, what should we do?" The beast ghost tribe took heavy steps and came again to bring the alcohol-smelling tent. "Our holy beast has fallen in a main city of Fist."
Next, we thought that the orcs would usher in the long-awaited light, but the alchemists created forbidden alchemical creatures. They made the proud wolf riders unable to do anything, and cruelly absorbed the bodies of the respected warriors. We were not even able to escape.
None of them can do it
Come on, they are another kind of demon, general, what should we do? "Its powerful wrist can break all the so-called indestructibles, but in the face of the foggy battle situation, he can't do anything, his chest is
There was a stubborn seed inside, which tried to eat away at his own muscles, but was restrained by his own flesh and blood. He brought the smell of blood to the drunken tent, hoping to dilute the smell of alcohol that should have made the orc warriors forget their troubles.
middle.
"Huh, I don't know."
"What?"
"I don't know!" The originally low voice suddenly became louder. The tiger man stood up, his eyes were not cloudy, even clear. He walked step by step towards the beast ghost tribe. The latter stood upright and silently opened the armor on his chest.
The dark purple vines crawling between the flesh and blood were exposed. Faced with such inhuman pain, it should have fallen, but it stood firm and upright.
"You don't know, then please leave from here! Get away! Incompetent waste! How could the honor of the orc warriors be played with by you so meaninglessly! You idiot, you know what you are doing.
?! My brother Bazarka, in order to cover the retreat of the wizards, he turned into a berserker and died bloody! Where did he fall? He fell on those despicable things like bugs! It is tainting us
orc warrior's
Glory, coward! So cowardly! I can't wait to send you to the ghost scene, so that you can bear the pain I'm feeling right now!" He tore off the vines on his chest fiercely, and stepped on it as indifferently as throwing grass, and the sticky blood
With his inner robe soaked every inch along his chest, he stood in front of the Khajiit tribe without raising his fists or continuing to curse. He just locked eyes on the opponent with a gaze that was both extremely calm and extremely fanatical.
"Then what should I do? Throw me out. Come on! Call me a waste, waste! Do you think you can turn around those guys who have the guts to shrink into their turtle shells by bringing this thing to me to sell sympathy?
Idea? We can't do anything. The orcs can't even retreat now! Our food and grass
It’s been used up! Food can only be solved after people die? What’s the use of the honor of the orc warriors? Can it be eaten? Can it bring wine? Can these damn things be replaced?! If you can’t change, then
Just sit down, drink, and wait!" The tiger tribe sat down and poured wine into their mouths again.
"They can't wait for that day. They can't sit here and drink comfortably like you. They have to rush to the front. There will be no chance that they can come back to drink under such circumstances. I am lucky, but I also
If you don't want to drink, just wait there! I will tell you the glory of the orcs!" The beast ghost clan did not say anything more, but completely trampled the branches of the dead vines, and then shook their heads
The air that breathed into the nasal cavity was intoxicating, the curtain fell again, and darkness swallowed everything...
"Orcs will never be slaves! Look at the faces of you noble warriors! Do you really think you are noble? We are hard labor! Hard labor that can't beat anything! But we have food in our hands! Come on!
, Glorious warriors of the orcs, resist hunger! Don’t eat! You are not what you claim to be.
Can you endure all the hardships? Why do you want to rob us weak slaves of things! Aren't you noble warriors?!" The short slaves, who are as thin as bones, are too small and too small in front of this group of tall beasts and ghosts.
Weak, these big guys just need to raise their fists and hammer down to make that harsh pain
The servant clan was silent, but they were speechless in shame, which made the weak slave clan right. They did the most shameful thing for the orc warriors, snatching dry food from the little dwarfs who usually looked down on them, and in prison
Outside the large circle of orcs that tightly surrounded the thin hard labor clan, those equally thin hard labor clan bastards
Trembling, looking at the brave companion with excitement and fear, he said what countless compatriots wanted to say but dared not say. Those big men always looked at themselves with contempt, treating them as among the orcs.
They were aliens and suffered discrimination. Finally, they saw that these big men with their heads raised would also lower their heads.
"The warriors are guarding the homeland of the orcs. A little food is nothing! They are just dwarfs who get food for us! You can't fight as bravely as us! You are just parasites hiding behind our backs.
Bringing some food is nothing!" An orc couldn't stand the provocation of the usually humble little man in front of him, so he stood up and said in a rough and wild voice like a roar.
"That's enough!" The beast-ghost clan came over, and he openly exposed the hideous wound on his chest. The flesh trembled as he strode forward, "That's enough! This meaningless war! This meaningless war.
Sacrifice! It’s over! We must ask for an explanation. We are warriors, but we cannot die like insects! Hard labor! If you are still an orc, stop your provocation. How can you understand the honor of an orc warrior?
!”
"Glory?!" He screamed, "What do you mean by glory, like a bug, snatching away all our food? Take a good look at our compatriots! We work day and night, and you just sit back and enjoy the results. Do you think
Your sacrifice is tragic but makes us feel ridiculous! Although we
We have never been real soldiers, but we have done things that are not inferior to your soldiers! Without us, you so-called soldiers would have starved to death! Without us, you would not be able to wear armor at all! Without us, you would not be able to walk at all.
Here! Because the noble warriors rely on us to show them the way.
Find the route back! Noble warriors! Are you really noble? Are we hard laborers born to be despicable! Is everything we do what we should do? For you warriors who only know how to wave weapons?! You said enough is enough
?That’s enough! Can’t the orcs officially admit their mistakes?
Why? Why do you still have to impose prejudice on us when the aliens despise us? What have we done wrong as slaves?! Noble warriors! Answer me!" By the end, he was already roaring, tall
The orcs blushed, but they had to admit that what this dwarf said was true.
In this extremely silent atmosphere, the beast ghost clan said, "Maybe we are wrong, but we need to unite. The so-called strength is no longer a group of warriors, or one person. What we need is a strong group, one.
The true orc empire."
Silent for a long time, they looked at each other and saw the confusion on each other's faces, but what? How to solve this prejudice that has lasted for too long?
Above the main hall, the old Imperial Preceptor tore off the documents in his hands and asked no questions, "The soldiers are still holding on to the front line. Let's go and see our king." His pace was a little slow but he said
But it seemed as if something had been unloaded. It was just occupation, just massacre, just a completely wrong war that consumed one's own vitality? No, he stepped into the dusty room, and the black quilt was
Pierced, wisps of light penetrated through the door into the dark prison. The sitting lion opened his eyes. He was very thin, but he was still alive. The chains were rattling. He tried to straighten his body.
The master sat on the ground, and the two of them behaved as if they were close friends who had not seen each other for many years, sitting and chatting with each other in great interest. The master took the wine behind him and poured a large bowl full of it.
"Drink"
The lion stretched out his hand, and the heavy shackles made his muscles become angry and full of strength. "Gurgling" echoed hollowly in the empty small room.
"Wang, you said that a real leader should defeat all opponents with absolute power, and then sit on the throne naturally. You are right. I hope you will always think so. I still remember the first time we met, Wang
You want the Orc Empire to truly stand up, right?"
The lion knelt there quietly, as if the national master was muttering to himself.
"What you want to build is the prosperous country in your heart, not the current country that is in jeopardy, right? You said that orcs will never be slaves, right?" The national master held the palm of his hand.
He put down the wine bowl and stood up again, "King, have you really remembered the oath you said?"
Still no answer.
"Then, I will take my leave first." The Imperial Master opened the door again and locked the darkness.
"Ling Ming, to be honest, there is nothing you can do in the situation just now." *** Na said softly.
She thought that after escaping the fire demon's outbreak and the beast tide, it was all over. After all, there was no danger, right? However, Li Ming misjudged one thing, that is, there was still a ghost lingering around her.
The demon assassin, before dawn, had been thinking about the purpose of these extremely weird stealth assassins, and how they could be immune to the high priest's perception. When he learned all this, it was already too late.
"Let's go back." Liming remembered what she said, and the next moment, a chill ran down her spine. Kevin Kirsch, who was closer, pushed Liming away. Liming also realized that something was wrong and teleported, but he underestimated it.
The opponent's handwriting. Almost the second after his figure had stabilized, the air suddenly
Then it started to vibrate, and the subtle sound of the wind was like the low whistle of a piano that held down its strings. The eight cold wind beams just blocked all the dodge directions of Dawn, "Song of the Ocean!" Dawn didn't care to hide it.
, as long as he can take a breath, then the next step will be easy, but he can only feel
His cheek was swept by the wind blade, and traces of blood spread.
"Captain!" Erwuzi rushed over directly. Liming could only rely on instinct to avoid it. Even Tongpo couldn't see the opponent's true appearance. The reason why Liming could barely hold on was because it was covered by a shallow layer of water.
His fatal part was the water shield given by Na. Dawn never knew that the water shield could be like a ribbon.
Like wrapping around the surface of the body to form a guard, however, Li Ming had no time to complain in detail, Er Wu Zai roared, and the dense lightning formed a lock cage to protect Li Ming's whole body. As the dazzling light was cut open by the sharp blade light, Li Ming also
After figuring out the opponent's figure, the swaying blade condensed and burst out! Dawn also disappeared again at the same moment.
In the sight of everyone, blood flashed, and a blood-red arm half-hidden in the emptiness of the water appeared in front of everyone. Although it did not kill the opponent, it was enough. The blood that could not stop flowing was the best mark. Li Ming drew out
Sword of Holy Light, Charge of Holy Light Slash, Weakness Technique! The opponent's speed is suddenly reduced, the sword falls, the two halves of the body are separated, dawn
It was too late to identify what it was, and the blade wind locked around Dawn. Are you in such a hurry to send yourself on your way? The light danced wildly! The bright golden storm spread across Dawn's body, annihilating everyone's sight. For a long time, Dawn couldn't feel the danger.
At the end of the day, the gentle power swept across again, making Li Ming feel slightly sad.
"When the battle of life and death begins, unless you have defeated all the enemies, don't be distracted! Captain!" Kevin Kirsch has arrived. Although the enemy cannot be seen in person, as long as the opponent has a target, he can create an attack range.
"Yes, but no one told you not to fight enemies whose identities you can't identify? Stay away. They are targeting me. You can't help me at all. You might even endanger yourself! Stay away from me.
Stay away!”
Liming swung his sword and tried to attack the opponent while constantly dodging, but Liming was too passive, and the duration of the light and flurry was very limited. He was avoiding the opponent but attacking, and he could not make a very effective counterattack. Injuries were inevitable.
Fortunately, **Na was able to protect his vitals, otherwise he would have been told here, but even so, Liming's current situation is still very dangerous, and he has no way of knowing how many of the opponent's numbers there are.
"Captain, as long as you retreat into the thunder lock, you should be able to get another chance to counterattack!" Erwuzai's words awakened Liming, an insider. Yes, as long as you can determine the specific position of the opponent, it will be easy.
Now, as long as the other party has it in hand, you can make it explicit!
"You are such a fucking genius!" Liming was so excited that she couldn't help but complain.
The thunder lock was formed again, and Dawn quietly waited for the chance to eliminate those enemies step by step. Once again! When the blade wind broke through, Dawn directly used the Holy Light Slash that had been preparing for a long time, and at the same time used the Weakness Technique!
"Erwuzi! You expand the scope of the Thunder Prison! I have a
A bold idea!" Flanders, who was told something unclear, still held up the thunder prison obediently, "Weakness technique! Soul shock!" It may not be blood, it may be black smoke! Dawn's sword struck down
The sense of isolation told him that one had been solved, but this was just the beginning.
Beginning! Dawn saw the demon assassin who was shocked by the soul and had no time to dodge. He directly used his body to resist the damage of the thunder prison. The charred black color floated. Dawn excitedly raised the sword of holy light and wiped out one after another. However, Dawn did not notice that a long and narrow
shadow clinging to him
Behind him, just when Liming solved another demon assassin, the crisis behind him was completely exposed. Liming felt a chill in his heart, and even felt dizzy. His blood flowed back rapidly, making him feel helpless and unable to lift the sword.
The light dagger also stabbed Li Ming in the chest at the same time.
"It's over!" He heard clearly the common language of the mainland. Dawn's last resistance was soul shock! The advanced magic of Weakness! It briefly caused the opponent to lose control of his body. Dawn did not believe that the opponent could be completely immune to the mirage again.
The fifth-level mermaids under the blessing of beads were struck by this magic. Sure enough, the opponent's blade fell off.
Xian's momentum was also greatly reduced, and coupled with the water shield protection of the enemy, Liming escaped this disaster, "Two and five boys, let me know about Lei Yu!" But there was no answer for a long time, and Liming was wondering that the opponent's magic power was exhausted.
Already? But the powerful enemy is ahead, so I don’t have the time to pay attention to what happened. After all, the most important thing is to focus on the crisis in front of me!
Dawn has given up on solving the obvious enemies, and instead confronts this assassin who obviously has wisdom that is not inferior to that of other advanced beings.
"Aren't you curious about what happened to your companion?" A ghostly echo came. Liming turned his head subconsciously, but the space cut quietly condensed. Liming did not wait for the opponent's sneak attack. He saw the reckless
Erwuzi fell to the ground, the earth soaked red with blood, Li Ming's face twisted, and the wind behind him was fierce, "Don't look back!"...(To be continued)