"Hmph hum hum." After learning all this, the tiger leader Roble did not despair, but laughed even more. He laughed crazily, his body shaking up and down with the laughter, and he lifted the werewolf up high.
The young man felt dizzy for a while.
"Boy, don't make me laugh! If you can't find the fragments, just find them. We don't force them." Roble grinned disdainfully, and his cool white teeth were exposed in front of Bedivere's eyes like blades, full of excitement.
murderous look.
"After we wipe out the glorious region, the rich resources of the glorious region will belong to us. At that time, who will care about whether the wall of the world can be opened?!
---When we eat the food grown by humans, we take off all the beautiful clothes from humans and take them as our own, step on those humble and naked monkeys, and let them beg for food from us like dogs
, enslaved to death like cattle and horses------At that time, let’s see who is the winner with the last laugh?”
The werewolf boy watched with disappointment as Patriarch Roble Bediwell's expectations were disappointed. The Hungarians would never live as peacefully as before.
Years of drought and famine have driven these orcs crazy with hunger. They don't care whether the wall of the world can be opened. What they care about is the most basic issue of survival: either starving to death or dying in a war with humans.
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Naively thinking that he could persuade the other party, Bedivere never thought about how feeble this kind of rhetoric was. He was still too young.
Roble sneered, his face twisted into a terrifying look, and he threw the werewolf boy hard with one hand.
"Crack!" Bedi hit the stone wall of the house, vomited a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground.
"Is that what you want to say?" Roble stepped on the werewolf boy's head and said, "Okay, you are here to lobby us, and what you have to do has been done. I am in a good mood today, so I won't argue with you.
Come on. Go back to your glorious place!
Then wait, wait for the day when our Hungarian army will flatten your human society.
If you think you can compete with us, then go ahead! I will mercifully count you as a member of the human race and eliminate you altogether!"
Then, the black tiger man kicked the werewolf boy to the door, turned around and prepared to leave.
"No...I want it!" I don't know when Bediwell had broken free from the rope that tied his hands behind his back. He stretched out his hand and hugged Roble's right leg: "I must...stop you!"
Humans and orcs could have... peacefully coexisted! Why must they fight to the death..."
"Because humans deserve to die, that's all." Roble's tone revealed disdain and indifference.
"Humans are also the ancestors of the orcs... If the orcs are really... unwilling to live their current life... you could have... migrated to other places... to find more fertile land.
land...to live a better life..."
"Boy, have you heard of the massacre in Egypt ten years ago?" Roble's tone was extremely cold, "That was the fate of the orcs who listened to humans and naively wanted to find a new life in the new world.
The result is just to lure us into their world and kill us one by one. We are not livestock waiting to be slaughtered! This time, it is our turn to kill these despicable humans!"
The huge darkness gradually took shape in Roble's myth, and Bedivere could easily see that obvious darkness with the naked eye.
Bedi knew that persuasion was useless. The man in front of him had been ignited by the fire of hatred, and he had become an out-and-out vengeful ghost.
Seeing that Bedi was still silent, Roble immediately kicked him away. Bediwell hit the wall harder than before, causing his head to bleed. The earth-shattering noise also attracted
The guard outside the door.
"Huh, okay, I changed my mind." Roble looked at Bedivere and sneered, "Just stay here and watch carefully. Watch the whole process of our revenge on mankind."
Look carefully and see the ferocity displayed by these despicable human beings at the moment before they die. Then you will take the initiative to admit that what I said is right.
------Human beings deserve to die like this."
The two guards grinned ferociously and dragged the dying Bedivere out. Blood flowed from his forehead, blurring the werewolf boy's eyes. But he still looked at Roble's dark back.
That was the dark figure that brought chaos and bloodshed to the world.
The next morning, Arthur and Greenville followed King Osher through the forest, crossing endless paths, and finally emerged from the apple forest and came to an open area.
Is this the altar that King Oser was talking about?
This... is a huge cemetery!?
The cemetery is surrounded by a huge black iron fence. There are thousands of stone tablets in the garden. Each stone tablet is in good condition (probably some kind of magic has prevented the stone tablets from being damaged), and they are all engraved with people's names.
This...is the cemetery! What about the altar? It's all nonsense. Could it be that if you come to visit your ancestors, you can get the huge power to sweep thousands of armies?!
Seeing the look of disdain on Arthur's face, King Osel smiled. He led the boy and girl to a huge stone tablet in the center of the cemetery. The stone tablet was more than ten feet high and was covered with inscriptions that Arthur could not understand at all.
The pattern, and the giant dragon statues on both sides are even more eye-catching.
Wait a minute. Arthur has seen such a stone tablet before.
That's right. There is such a stone tablet next to the original sword holder of the King's Sword. However, the stone tablet that was left in the warrior's tomb at that time was in dilapidated condition. The giant dragons on both sides were either missing horns or missing wings, and they were not as impressive as they are now in Asia.
The stone tablet in front of Se was equally stunning.
"This is...the altar?" Greenville couldn't help but asked curiously, "What is it used for?"
"There is no need for me to explain. Do you want to go up and test it yourself, beautiful lady?" King Other humbly stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture.
"Treat me as an experimental subject?" Greenville couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.
"Don't worry, there is absolutely no danger in the altar." King Other emphasized.
Greenville looked at Arthur, but Arthur did not stop her. She secretly cursed Arthur for his incomprehensible style as she walked up to the altar.
"Okay, what should I do------" Before she could finish speaking, the words on the stone tablet began to glow. This light soon surrounded the girl, and immediately even the dragon statues on both sides began to shine from her eyes.
A light shines out from inside, shining towards Greenville.
The girl was afraid and wanted to retreat, but it was too late. The light enveloped her in the center of the altar.
"Wow!" the girl exclaimed. Arthur wanted to rush over to save Greenville, but was constantly blown back by some kind of magic power. He finally managed to steady his feet.
A girl with white hair and a holy light all over her body appeared in front of Greenville's eyes. Except for the green pupils, the white girl's whole body was pure white. She looked exactly like Greenville.
Arthur instantly understood that this was what King Other called [spirituality]------the purest thing in Greenville's soul.