Chapter Twenty-Five: Rushing Out of Murea

"The road is all yours, feel free. The first orc said.

"We won't stand in your way. The second orc said.

"Why are you on the side of the humans?" asked the third orc.

"Don't you believe that the world will eventually belong to us?" asked the fourth orc.

"Although our efforts and sacrifices are not enough, we still firmly believe that in the near future, the world will belong to orcs, goblins, goblins and dragons. The fifth orc said.

"Why are you on the side of the humans?" the sixth orc asked again.

"Answer our question, goblin!"

After the seventh orc finished asking, the seven orcs jumped off the city wall and surrounded Li Wenzai.

In the encirclement of the tall orcs, Li Wenjae appeared shorter and shorter, not even knee-high as the shortest orc among the seven orcs.

"I'm just a human in the guise of a goblin, a human, not a goblin. ”

Li Wenjae answered the orc's question, and the short sword in his left hand struck with lightning strike.

"I'm okay if you're not afraid of death, I just want to save a little more of my own time. ”

The short sword was bounced off by the huge mace, and the minotaur sneered: "No, you can't do it, your strength is too weak." ”

"Don't talk nonsense when you fight!"

Angry! Lee Moon-jae put away his sword and struck it again at the same time! Instead of discussing at length how the world should develop after the orc dragon alliance wiped out the human race, Lee Moon-jae cared more about his own glory. The orcs were too naΓ―ve to think and didn't know ...... There has never been real peace in the world, and even if there is, it is an illusion, and there are always undercurrents surging in the world.

"Come, try, together. ”

Li Wenzai beckoned to the bull-headed orc, not without ridicule, paused, and then said:

"By the way, I suddenly remembered a quote from Nasus, the Desert Reaper, very good. ”

"Who's that?" the orangutan-orc wondered, it had never heard of this man.

The crocodile orcs were more interested in what the "Desert Reaper" had to say, and asked, "What did you say?"

He said - life and death, reincarnation is not endless, we are born, they die. Lee Moon-jae slowly said the character lines of a certain online game hero "Dog Head", while his body was slightly lowered, and his left hand clenched the hilt of the sword.

"Heh," the vulture orc disdained, and removed the weapon from his back, which was four scimitars, which were buckled to the claws of his limbs, "Orcs do not allow traitors to exist, die!"

The movements of the seven orcs were synchronized, like a seventuplet with a heart, and seven different weapons instantly killed Li Wenzai. The air in all directions was stirred, setting off a storm and the air currents were wild!

The essence of coolness!

Everything in the world became slow in Li Wenjae's eyes. The rain that was about to drip down on the eyelids, the weapons that whistled, the serpentine lightning that came down from above, everything became slow and incomparably clear. In a short moment, Lee Moon-jae fell into a dreamlike state, as if in this world, only he can act quickly!

The wooden sword was suddenly drawn in his right hand, and the short sword in his left hand drew a staggered trajectory under the frantic swing of his arms.

The natural flow of sword intent, which I had not realized for twenty years, came to mind under such circumstances--fast! The sword must be fast! the man must be faster, it must be faster than the wind, it must be faster than the bullet, and it must be faster than lightning!

The seven orcs instinctively loosened their hands, and were surprised to find that their weapons had never come close to the goblin in front of them by half an inch! And the iron and wooden swords in the goblin's hands had already transformed into a storm of sword qi!

"Wind !!"

The vulture orcs sensed something was wrong and raised their heads to the sky and roared!

The next moment!

After the cyan ripples appeared, the orcs' movements were like old turtles and rabbits compared to before!

Li Wenjae did not stop because of the changes in the orcs, and said to himself: "What will happen if my sword is faster than a bullet, faster than the wind, and faster than lightning?"

The orcs did not stop because of the goblin's words, and continued to attack with heavy or light weapons in their hands, and the momentum was extremely fierce, as if they would not stop until the goblin smashed into a speck of dust.

The orcs are still improving the power of the wind hidden in their bodies, but they still can't keep up with the movements of the goblins! His twin swords are so fast that they seem to be about to blow a hurricane that destroys the world!

Click! Click! Click!

Three thunderbolts resounded through the heavens and the earth in succession, and the orcs' eyes widened in anger, and their pupils reflected a white light that was even more dazzling than lightning!

[The sword is faster than the wind, and in an instant, it swings out ten hundred sword qi, killing people in an instant! ]

The sword is faster than a bullet, and in an instant, it swings out a hundred thousand sword qi, killing people silently!

The sword is faster than lightning, and in an instant, it swings out tens of millions of sword qi, killing people invisibly!

Natural Flow, Secret, Mystery - 100,000 Sword Wind Kill!]

The two swords resonated and shot out sword qi! Countless sharp sword qi were like needle tips and like wheat mangs!

For a while, there was only the sound of sharp objects penetrating the object. It feels as if Lee Moon Jae is holding two embroidery needles, and the seven orcs are like balloon dolls that have been deflated by the two embroidery needles!

Qiang Qiang !! orc's weapons shattered into countless pieces of iron, and fell to the ground and lay silently. The entrance to King Murea's capital was calm, as if nothing had happened.

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Finally, the breakout group finally broke out of the center of the royal capital and came to the end of the shopping street near the city gate.

At this time, the procession was like a large group of hungry people fleeing the famine, sick, sallow-faced, and slow-moving.

The team also had a broken tail.

"Damn it!"

Luo didn't hold the sword steady for a while, lost the ability to stand, and fell to the ground backwards.

"Omar!

Luo Du muttered, looked at Omar with a dissatisfied expression, and remembered that the latter had lost the ability to sense the holy light, so he stopped talking, and simply lay down on the ground to rest.

"Luo, why do you say there are so many orcs all of a sudden?"

Jack sensed that something was wrong and asked to himself.

For some reason, after a certain period of time, the number of orcs has plummeted, and now there are only small groups of orcs that occasionally jump out of the shadows or from high places in vain to attack the team.

Omar turned his head to look at the path, and even from a considerable distance, he could clearly feel the strong vibrations coming from the location of Steve and Simon.

Omar smiled coldly and said mockingly, "Heh, I'm worried that Simon and Steve's two purchases will be frozen into ice slag, and Lao Tzu's potion money and ability to re-sense the Holy Light will all be in vain!"

"Look!"

"What's that?"

"Doesn't look like reinforcements!"

"It's not like an enemy when you're so short?!"

Except for the soldiers who fought with the orcs or dragon clans who attacked the team, the front of the team suddenly became lively.

A high-pitched, long-dragged voice made its way through the line to the rear.

The not-so-nice voice asked in a loud voice:

"Hey, have you seen three imperial fools?".

"A flame mage named Jack, a priest named Omar, and a warrior named Law. ”

"If you see them, please tell them for me, and when I find them, their ass will be in trouble!"