Yes, Albert remembered it. About five thousand years ago, it was still the world of dragons. Humans and dragons fought a desperate battle for living space. That battle should also be related to the survival of the orcs. Darkness
Of course all the orc races on the mainland will also join the fight.
The historical records of the dragon-slaying war five thousand years ago are few and vague. The humans have hidden all the relevant history in the so-called "Black History Library", and only people with specific identities are qualified to read it. As for the orcs,
...The orcs don't use pen and paper to record history at all. The history of the orcs all relies on the oral accounts of the elders. After being passed down from generation to generation, it is inevitable that there will be various inaccuracies and omissions.
Therefore, the "Dragon Slaying War" five thousand years ago has also become a huge mystery in history, and there are too many unverifiable things in it. As an ancient man, Queeg might know more about the details in this regard.
Are there many modern people? After escaping from here, I will have a chance to ask him clearly.
"Commander Seth is not here?" Queeg looked a little disappointed, "Then we can only go and seek refuge with the [Lion of Dawn]."
"Dawn...what?" Albert suddenly felt that there was something very discordant in Queeg's words.
"I don't know the specific name. It's a rare big lion, very strong." The young leopard man narrated with a longing face: "Almost as strong as the commander-in-chief. He occasionally appears on the battlefield. He saves us."
"Hmm..." The image of a certain person gradually appeared in Albert's mind. Could it be ------
"He also saved me. When I was about to die, he appeared and picked me up from the battlefield." Speaking of that man, Queeg, who was not good at words, said a lot excitedly: "He bandaged me himself."
Medicine. He comforted me when I lost my brother. I was injured and couldn’t move, and he fed me. I don’t have parents, and I respect him just like my biological parents. He said that one day, he would bring us children with [free will]
Stay away from disputes and live a good life. I believe in him. I hope he is still alive. He lives a long life and will not die of old age."
"...Could you be talking about...Daddy Sphinx?" Albert asked in a trembling voice. It is completely consistent with Queeg's description, and there is no such thing in the world.
That's the only one.
"Sphinx? I don't know, never heard of it. Dad? Many people call him that. Maybe he is that dad." Queeg smiled and said, "Great, he is still alive? Can you take me to see him?"
?"
So Father Sphinx already existed during the [Dragon Slaying War] five thousand years ago, and has been busy rescuing orcs around the world?! Albert took a deep breath. This topic is a bit surreal,
The lion father who has lived for thousands of years?
But if what Queeg said is correct, and it is consistent with other people's descriptions, the Sphinx father may really be very, very, very exaggeratedly long-lived, having lived for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years. Orcs can
No one has ever even seriously counted how long they live. Maybe some special races of orcs have extraordinary lifespans? God knows.
But Father Sphinx passed away last night - it is said that he had a heart attack. No matter how long and strong a person is, he still cannot withstand the passage of time, which makes people sad. Regardless of whether the news is true or false,
Albert thought it would be better not to tell Queeg about this for the time being.
"Daddy, I don't know the details." Albert then said: "But if you really have nowhere to go and dad doesn't take you in, my friend's ship will still take you in. That guy's ship
It's very empty, and I'm worried that I haven't found more crew members. You don't have to be polite to him. Besides, the medical equipment on that guy's ship is the most advanced in the world. Maybe it can cure your brother."
"I'll consider it," Queeg said bluntly.
Beep!------
At this time, all the light sources in the institute suddenly went out, and the whole world turned into darkness.
"Huh?" Albert snorted, fearing that something went wrong again.
"Ah, the main control computer was finally paralyzed by a virus." Chanel's voice came from the communicator: "The firewall resisted longer than expected, but it is still paralyzed, along with the institute's power supply system."
Soon, the darkness turned into an ominous red light, the backup power supply was turned on, the institute was in power-saving mode, and red lights full of warnings lit up around it.
"Very good. Without a main control computer monitoring our actions throughout the entire process, the probability of escaping is much higher," Albert said.
"Um...I wouldn't say that." Chanel's answer was unexpected.
"ha?"
"Yes, all the monitors have been shut down. The people in the institute don't know every step of our actions. But in fact, there is still only one way to escape outside. Even if they can't monitor our actions, they will still send people to guard the exit.
Right." Chanel smiled bitterly and said, "So actually the situation has not improved, and the power supply system has stopped, so it will be more difficult to crack the explosion-proof door. We probably have to use brute force to smash the door."
"Tsk..." Albert snorted. Wait, isn't the situation very bad? The exit door was locked due to the power outage, so it was not so easy to open for a while, and
There will be monsters chasing you at any time on the road behind. Isn’t this the so-called dilemma?
"Well, we've arrived at the gate, and it turns out we can't open it. They're starting to smash the door, hold on there." Chanel reported briefly and immediately cut off the communication.
"Something is approaching." Queeg also said that the current situation is simply a disaster.
"There's no way..." Albert clenched his weapon: "Just stay here!"
Boom!
Boom!!
Boom!!!
Some kind of heavy impact gradually became clearer. Albert stared at the end of the corridor the whole time. Behind him was the exit, but the sound came from in front of him, so that heavy impact was absolutely impossible.
It was the sound of people banging on the door. It was something else...a very huge thing, walking this way along the corridor! So slow, yet so oppressive, like the footsteps of the God of Death.
The source of this sound must undoubtedly be the brown bear giant Nimitz. The guy has indeed been released from anesthesia and is catching up?!
There is no other way. If you want to take action, you have to do it now! Can you create a clone and lay a trap on the ground?
Albert thought this way, and just when he was about to take action, he saw a dark shadow flying over from a distance.
"Be careful!" Without thinking, Queeg bumped Albert away with his shoulder. The projectile was originally aimed at Albert, because Albert was knocked away by Queeg and flew away.
The prop hit the Leopard Man youth heavily on the shoulder.
"Huh!" Queeg groaned and fell down. Before falling, he forcibly adjusted his posture so that the stasis capsule he was carrying would not hit the ground directly. Of course, doing so would cause him to fall to the ground.
The moment he fell, using his own strength to bear the weight of the stasis cabin would probably only worsen his injuries!
"What the hell?" Albert got up and hurriedly looked at the projectile that had just been thrown at him. It was not a powerful weapon, it was just a stone--someone fell out of the collapsed rubble of the research institute.
The stones that were picked up and thrown away at random were about half the size of a head.
"Quig, are you okay?" the tiger man asked. Even though it was just an ordinary stone, it still hurt when it was hit from such a distance and with such mass.
"...the arm is dislocated." The young Leopard man got up from the ground and covered his right arm. From this lighting condition, Albert couldn't see clearly to what extent Queeg's arm was injured, but
He seemed to be unable to see blood. If it was broken, the flesh would probably be pierced by the bone fragments and bleed. He could see that Queeg's entire right arm began to droop naturally from the shoulder, and it was estimated that the dislocation was on the shoulder.
This is not a dislocation that can be repaired by simple battlefield treatment. Queeg's right arm may be temporarily unusable.
Then the guy had to free his left arm to stabilize the stasis capsule behind him, which was really awkward.
"Quig, go forward and join the main force." Albert urged, "You can't help here, you are still a liability."
I guess he also knew how bad his situation was. This time, the young leopard man was not stubborn. He nodded and walked forward. Albert was on guard and began to concentrate on looking at the rocks behind him that might fly over at any time.
The chilling footsteps just now seemed to have stopped. Is it because you need to aim to throw the rocks, so you didn't continue walking? But since the rocks flew in a straight line (parabola), that means Nimitz must still be there.
At the end of the corridor in the distance, use rocks to snipe Albert's side. Unfortunately, this is a wide and straight corridor. There are no available bunkers around it, not even forks or corners.
Albert must face the sniper coming from a distance while being completely exposed.
Can you only rely on quick reactions and sharp eyes? Albert, who originally wanted to release his clone to set up a trap, can only half-kneeling on the ground in a dormant posture, concentrating on guarding. Of course, the clone cannot be released, manipulation
Not only will the clone bring more mental burden to Albert's body, but if the clone is attacked, all the damage will be returned to Albert after the clone is released. Now releasing the clone is basically seeking death.
.There is no other means to rely on. The only thing that can be relied on is Albert's skills as a warrior and his eyesight as a World of Warcraft hunter!
Whoosh! Another stone came, fast and hard. Fortunately, the stone's incoming force was predictable, and it was indeed aimed at Albert. So the tiger man youth didn't think too much, and saw the stone's coming force.
With one cut, the Black Moon God Steel scimitar easily split the oncoming stone as big as a head into two pieces!
"You bastard!" the tiger man yelled, "Don't hide in the distance and play dirty tricks. If you have the guts, come up and fight me hand to hand!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!!!
As if provoked by Albert, the thing stopped sniping from a distance and began to move. At the end of the corridor, a huge shadow gradually appeared in Albert's field of vision.
That was not the giant brown bear Nimitz at all, it was a crazily squirming mass of scattered internal organs and flesh and blood.