This "soldier explosion" killed at least 200 people, injured countless people, and a defensive vacuum appeared in front of Ji Yun.

With the gradual resurrection of the altar array, its power is becoming more and more amazing. An invisible barrier was erected around the courtyard, and the people who wanted to rush out were pushed back by the overwhelming pressure.

"Little brother, I'll help you clear the way." After continuous battles, Li Qing's body was also covered with scars. He wiped a handful of blood from his face and smiled at Ji Yun.

"Thank you, Brother Li!" Ji Yun kicked away a few small soldiers who rushed over, took out the Yi Shen Bow on his back and replied, "It's just a few miscellaneous pieces, I can do it all by myself!" ”

Bending down to pick up a few feather arrows, Ji Yun ignored the gradually condensing formation, and pulled up the legendary sun-shooting bow with both arms.

Except for some quaint symbols engraved on the body of the black bow, there is nothing extraordinary that makes people feel extraordinary. It's ordinary, like the wooden bows that can be found everywhere on the streets, and it doesn't feel much of a threat.

The night wind rose suddenly, and the flames flew to an astonishing height of four or five feet. From the altar came a heart-rending cry, the last of the dying man.

The frightened king was straightened by Sindra, and the remnants of the super soldiers were regrouped. In this oppressive atmosphere, those high-ranking officials of the Senate could only shrink back and cry silently. They begin to reflect on whether they have done something wrong.

"Can't delay any longer, you will." Ji Yun cheered himself up in his heart.

"But how can I shoot an arrow! If this arrow is shot crooked, no matter how powerful it is, what is the use! ”

It turned out that Ji Yun's idea was purely superfluous, and the moment he put the feather arrow on the bowstring. Many familiar and unfamiliar images came to his memory.

Endless years ago, he took a bow and arrows like this and got rid of the evil Jiao of Daze.

Endless years ago, this is how he built a bow and arrows,

Shoot the Flood Behemoth.

Endless years ago, this is how he built a bow and arrows,

Solved the Scourge of the Decameron.

At this moment, he is Hou Yi, the master of this Yi Divine Bow that has been waiting for thousands of years.

Extremely skillfully tightened the bowstring, and in Ji Yun's trance, seven meteors flew out.

The seven arrows arrived almost at the same time, and the root pierced through the heavy shield. The remaining momentum is still inexhaustible, breaking through three defensive walls in a row, and wearing dozens of people into meat skewers. Finally, it shot on the marble wall, inserted a few inches into it, and fixed it on it.

"What kind of bow is this!" Li Qing smashed the last super soldier in the courtyard into a pulp and asked in shock.

"It's a weapon I got by accident," Ji Yun didn't want to mention more about the origin of the Yi Shen Bow, so he dealt with it twice, and pointed to Wang Shang, who was protected by heavy soldiers, and said, "Please Brother Li go there and help me contain some troops, I want to deal with this old witch." Although Irelia's hero level is not low, I'm afraid she won't be able to support it for long in such a powerful formation. ”

"No problem!" Li Qing shook her sore muscles, and stepped up and dragged down Princess Liya, who had been frozen in the air and fainted.

"Yasuo and Her Royal Highness the Princess will leave it to you," the men did not need to say much, and the two looked at each other, full of unreserved trust.

[Heavenly Thunder Break + Raptor's Tail Swing] Li Qing's right foot stepped out an inch-deep shoe print on the floor tiles, and his sturdy body jumped high. The two tiger fists first slammed into the invisible shield, and then the upside-down golden hook slammed into the air, and finally broke out of the formation.

"Stop him!" The place where Li Qing landed was only more than 20 meters away from the king, and feeling that his life was under great threat, the king fled desperately backwards.

Li Qing didn't really want to kill the king, he was a minister for one day and a minister for life, although he could rebel at any time to save the princess, but he couldn't do such a rebellious thing as holding the king hostage.

All he wanted was this illusion, which caused the super soldiers to focus all their attention on himself, so as to relieve the pressure on Ji Yun. Sure enough, all the super soldiers surrounded this side one after another, leaving a big gap on Ji Yun's side.

"What a powerful weapon, what's its name?"

"You don't deserve to know its name."

Ji Yun and Sindra looked at each other from each other, and they could see the urge to strangle each other from each other's eyes.

"I won't let you out!" Sindra condensed two dark orbs of magic and swirled around her fingertips.

"I'm not going to go out either." Ji Yun sneered.

"With this bow in my hand, even if you run to the ends of the earth, you can't escape the pursuit of death."

"The little one is not very old, and his tone is full of words." Sindra said indifferently, "I'm afraid you don't have the ability." ”

"Just try it," Ji Yun placed three feathered arrows on the bowstring and aimed them at Sindra's head.

Sindra's face was gloomy, "Seven stars in the sun!" She shot seven dark magic balls, which were filled with furious magical energy, and then gathered in a straight line and shot at Ji Yun.

"Still using the old tricks!" Ji Yun was disdainful, "Let you see my newly learned skills." ”

【Flame - Bursting Arrow】

【Ice - Sealed Arrow】

【Thunder - Arrow of Heavenly Punishment】

Ji Yun shot three arrows with one bow and three arrows from Hou Yi's nine arrows that he could now master.

Hou Yi Nine Arrows is a powerful and invincible archery created by the power of Yi Shen's bow after Hou Yi shot the sun. There are nine styles, namely: [Flame - Burst Arrow] [Ice - Sealed Arrow] [Thunder - Arrow of Heavenly Punishment] [Wind - Ethereal Arrow] [Fire - Arrow of Fury]

[Electricity - Arrow of Fusion] [Mountain - Arrow of Ten Thousand Jun] [Fu - Arrow of Formation] [Earth - Arrow of Creation]

Each style has earth-shattering power, which increases or decreases according to the user's skill. Ji Yun held the sealed Yi God Bow in his hand, and got the Hou Yi inheritance. The nine-style all-pass can only be hoped for, but it can barely shoot three of them, although it is a weak version.

But that was enough, [Flame-Burst Arrow] took the lead, not only detonating Sindra's seven magic light balls, but also condensing all the energy generated by the explosion around the arrow body, and rushed towards Sindra with a roar.

"Shapeshift!" Sindra hastened to dodge, her figure disappearing only to hear a deafening explosion, and the palace behind her was reduced to rubble by the arrow.

"I said, you can't run away." Ji Yun used the Eye of God system to find the invisible Sindra, and the remaining two feathered arrows chased after him under his control.

"Don't deceive people too much!" With nowhere to hide, Sindra tore open her black robe, and a monstrous beast's head protruded from the void in her chest.

"Hmph, is it a Void Demon Beast again? You're underestimating my two arrows. ”

It's too late, it's too soon. The [Ice-Sealed Arrow] that had been folded in a large circle shot over. The beast's head swallowed it in one gulp. Something strange happened, and Sindra was incapacitated in an instant. It has the same effect as Ji Yun's Ice Vein Gauntlet, but it is a hundred times stronger than the Ice Vein Gauntlet. The Ice Vein Gauntlet is the surface of a frozen person's body, but the [Ice - Sealed Arrow] freezes the internal organs of a person.

Although Sindra's shadow clone has no internal organs, the void monster that parasitizes her chest and abdomen does. The spreading ice streaks sealed the Void Demon Beast and restricted Sindra's movements.

"Suffer death!" Ji Yun's last [Thunder - Arrow of Heavenly Punishment] finally arrived. However, it did not shoot at Sindra, but exploded above Sindra's head, and five fist-thick lightning bolts took shape, twisting and slashing at Sindra, who could not move.

For something as filthy as a shadow clone, the most feared thing is thunder and lightning. Struck by five heavenly thunderbolts, Sindra's figure quickly dimmed, and finally turned into a cloud of green smoke that was blown away by the night wind.

"I said you would die, but you still don't believe it!" Ji Yun picked up the feather arrow that fell to the ground, and suddenly felt that he should take out a cigarette and light it at this moment, but then remembered that there was no cigarette in Ionia here.

"Ji Yun, find a way to get Irelia out." Yasuo woke up at some point, tears flashing in his eyes, "Thank you for helping me kill the enemy, I will definitely kill Sindra's true body myself." ”

At this time, the king saw that the situation was not good, and he had already fled with the remnants of the army, leaving only a team of small soldiers to entangle with Li Qing, which should be dealt with in minutes.

Ji Yun walked over and patted Yasuo's shoulder and said, "I believe there will be a day." ”

Although Sindra's shadow clone was wiped out, the formation that had been activated could not be stopped on its own. Ji Yun raised the Yi Shen Bow again, and this time he directly placed the Golden Scale Feather Arrow on the bowstring.

"I don't believe it's even harder to break the formation than the Sun!"

In the haze, everyone seemed to see a red sun rising from the sea, illuminating the world.

Destroyed. Unknown year, Holy Land Valoran.

"Kill him! Kill him! "The passionate howl was deafening in the Colosseum.

It's an ancient Romanesque building, and in fact they were also engaged in one of the most beloved activities of ancient Rome – gladiatorial fights.

"Tut-" The referee blew his whistle, and immediately two strong men in uniform ran up, quickly dragging the gladiator who fell to the ground.

"Roar!" The remaining gladiator raised his hands and shouted into the audience.

"Look at him like that, like a begging dog." There are richly dressed ladies who hide their faces and smile.

"Don't say that, I heard that he used to be the prince of Akabane Province." Several women sitting around quipped.

"Hey! Learn to bark twice. "Where there are women, there are naturally men, and in order to show his masculine style, a middle-aged man with a big black mole on his face leaned on the railing and shouted to the victorious gladiator.

The gladiator was stunned when he heard this, and then glared at him with a fierce beast-like gaze, which made the black mole man take a few steps back.

"Hahaha......" There was laughter in the audience, and the ladies also shifted their focus and began to talk about the funny black mole man.

The black mole man felt ridiculed, and after making sure that his position was safe enough not to be attacked, he spat down fiercely, "Something like a wild dog dares to stare at me!" If you don't learn to bark today, you don't want to have something to eat. ”

He seemed to have some power, and when he heard the man with the black mole speak, a waiter carrying the lunch for the victor brought the plate back again.

The gladiator hung his head, unwilling to resist, but his sour stomach told him that he would starve to death without food.

"Wang-" The once-noble prince had finally learned to bark as a lowly dog, his head bowed in humiliation, and his hoarse voice was indistinct. The laughter in the audience grew louder, and the panicked aristocrats began to find it more interesting to have the gladiators learn to bark than to watch them fight.

"Haha, yes, yes, let's learn to climb the dog again." The black mole man felt as if his image had grown taller, and smiled as he pointed at the gladiator below.

"Die!" The teased gladiator finally awakened his hidden self-esteem, and he picked up a stone and threw it at the black mole man.

The stone was so fast that before the black mole man could react, blood splattered out of his forehead with a pain.

"Kill him, kill him for me!" The pain drove the black mole man crazy, and he clutched his forehead and screamed bloody.

The gladiator mockingly looked at the angry or panicked crowd in the audience, and let out a grotesque laugh with his thumb down.

"He's begging for death?" Romand, the owner of the arena, watched the arena from the huge diamond-shaped hedron that was happening, but it wasn't that easy to die. "Carl, go get that orc out." He commanded.

The door to the arena opened, and a tiger-headed monster was let in. The audience recovered from the shock and turned their curious gaze to the new gladiator.

"It's half-orcs, I heard that they committed suicide when they were defeated, and it's hard to catch them alive."

"Not only the orcs, I'm afraid the status is not low, I heard that the tiger's head falls in the half-orc group, which is equivalent to the royal family."

"Hmph, whatever! It's just a bunch of uncivilized savages, born to be slaves! ”

The crowd was talking, and for a moment they forgot what had just happened.

"My name is Ajang, hello." The ferocious orc's words were like a spring breeze, and instead of attacking as soon as he came up, he extended his hand in a friendly manner.

The human gladiator took two steps back vigilantly, ignoring Ajanga's overtures and looking at where Ajang might have hidden weapons.

Ajang cracked his mouth open, revealing his snow-white fangs. He ripped off the ragged robe that surrounded him, his swarthy body shining brightly in the sun.

"I didn't have a weapon, don't worry." Ajang said.

After all, they are all hot-blooded men, and the human gladiators also felt a little embarrassed, and smiled awkwardly: "Prisoner, the captured prince of the Red Feather Country." ”

"Fight! Fight! Seeing that the two did not make any further movements for a long time, the audience began to make noise again.

Prisoner En pondered whether to strike first or be on guard, looking at the half-orc's hearty smile, he really couldn't think of a sneak attack.

"These people are just screaming, I won't fight with you." The half-orc Ajang sat on the ground with a big grin, "My fists are for beating enemies and beasts, not for friends. ”

"Friends?" Prisoner En was a little surprised, because the orcs were defeated by the Terrans, and the Terrans made the orcs an inferior people who were even lower than slaves. And now that a half-orc actually said that he wanted to be friends with humans, this will surely become the hottest joke of the year.

However, thinking that he was once a noble prince, but now he has been reduced to a pig who has to learn to bark to please others in exchange for a full meal, the prisoner is relieved.

He shook Ayange's rough hand hard and said, "Yes, we are friends!" ”

"Let the griffons come out and bite them to death!" The black mole man screamed angrily, and the stone cut his already ugly face, making him angry. Seeing that the prisoner did not get the punishment he deserved, but chatted happily with the orc, he couldn't bear it.

"Release the griffins! Release the griffons! The crowd was also boiling, this ferocious and powerful monster was the most popular star in the arena.

The 10,000-jin iron gate opened again, and a sphin-like eagle-winged demonic beast with green eyes rushed in.

"Tear them apart! Shred them! The audience cheered, and large sums of money were scattered into the arena to express their satisfaction with the fight.

"Brother, stay back," Ajang said, shielding him behind him, and opened his mouth to roar fearlessly.

Sensing that there was a presence in the field that was not weaker than itself, the griffin did not rush straight at it recklessly, but circled around the periphery like a predator, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Warcraft are not ordinary beasts, and their intelligence is not inferior to that of humans, which is also the reason why Warcraft is difficult to capture and domesticate.

As a half-orc, Ajang knows the habits of beasts very well, and monsters are no exception. After all, in the Misty Forest, they are old neighbors for thousands of years.

The griffon turned to the third turn, and just when everyone, including Prisoner, thought it would make a fourth turn, and it pounced.

The griffon's two bony wings don't really take it flying, but they reduce its weight, making it faster and lighter when it runs and jumps. Moreover, this bone wing is as sharp as a knife, hard and iron, and it is a good weapon when attacking and killing.

Unfortunately, it met Ajang, the most powerful hunter of the orc tribe.

Ajang didn't dodge, and the moment the griffin's fangs were about to bite down on his waist, his large hand reached into the griffon's mouth and pinched its soft tongue.

Immediately afterwards, Ajang kicked the two bone wings with his feet, and although the bone wings were as sharp as knives, they could not cut through the layers of calluses on his feet. "Get out!" Ajang let out a loud cry, tugging at the griffin's tongue, and a violent over-the-shoulder throw threw its massive body more than a dozen feet away.

The audience was shocked by his neat hunting methods, and even forgot his lowly identity for a while.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong, you can attack and kill a griffin known for its ferocity with a single blow." Prisoner En sincerely admired.

Ajang scratched his head, a little embarrassed. "I'm not that powerful, I just know where it's critical."

Although the nobles took pleasure in watching the blood of men, they still had rich rewards for the victors.

Two consecutive performances satisfied the audience except for the black mole man, and the arena attendants pushed a whole golden boar and two large jars of spirits.

"According to the rules, if we fight again, we can get half a month's recuperation." Prisoner En tore off a thick pork leg and feasted on it. Being with Ajang gave him an inexplicable sense of security.

"Haha-" Ajang didn't say anything, picked up a jar of wine and lay on his back on the ground and poured it violently.

"Rejoice! Joyfully! Although it is not as sweet as the mulberry wine of my hometown, it is not bad. Ajang tossed aside the empty jar of the bottom, and picked up another jar.

The black mole man looked at the two people who were eating and drinking happily with a grim gaze, although he was angry, he could only endure it for the time being. The backstage of this amphitheater is so scary that even the little prince would be able to be a gladiator. Although there are some forces in his family, he does not dare to be too presumptuous.

Since the bright ones don't work, the dark ones come, he waved his hand and summoned a steward. Whispered in his ear: "Put the newly captured six-winged demon dragon in the next game." ”

"This ......," the steward's face hesitated, "The level of the six-winged demon dragon is too high, and it hasn't imprisoned the magic power yet, I'm afraid that it will be ...... if you put it in casually."

"Don't worry, someone will naturally stand up to it if something happens." The black mole man took out a thick stack of golden tickets from his arms and stuffed them into his hand.

The steward glanced at the denomination of the golden ticket and gasped. "Don't worry, I'll do it properly." He put the golden ticket in his pocket and sneered.

"Hmph, eat, it's your last supper." The black mole man said coldly.

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It's already the seventh year, and Hou Yi is holding a sun-shooting bow, looking at the bright sun boringly.

From the Scourge of the Ten Days to the present day, he has been wandering in this strange world for seven years.

In the past seven years, I have crossed the sea and searched for every corner of the Runeterra. In order to be able to return home, he even did not hesitate to anger many hidden powerful beings in this world, but he still had no clue.

He even found that before him, there were many people who had crossed over from the Yanhuang Continent here. And the Chosen One who disappeared in previous generations have left their traces here. Hou Yi searched all the way, only found their relics and inheritance, where did those people go? became a mystery.

"Am I destined to die here?" Hou Yi sighed. "I just don't know if she's okay?" The face engraved into the soul in my mind became clearer and clearer with the passage of time.

"The only place I haven't been to is there, right?" Hou Yi stared at the dark moon hidden under the halo of the sun, and pulled out the golden scale feather arrow on his back.

He drew his sunbow and pointed the arrow at the moon, and said to himself, "Shall I shoot you down, or shall I go up?" ”

Something strange happened, the moon was pointed at by the golden scale feather arrow, and it actually automatically retreated some distance. Hou Yi advances, and it retreats again. "You're scared too, aren't you?" Hou Yi put down his bow and arrow with a smile, "Since that's the case, I'll go up and walk for a while." ”

A month ago, he found an ancient formation in the Misty Forest, which was actually the path to heaven left by the god-becoming one. After deduction, Hou Yi found that if the power of this array was activated and the position was adjusted, it would be enough to send people to the moon. Therefore, I also got up to explore it.

However, this ancient formation is a miracle guarded by the orc tribe, and they are not allowed to be desecrated by others, and Hou Yi is unwilling to rob it openly. After some bargaining, Hou Yi agreed to help them resolve their conflict with the Terrans, and at the same time led the entire orc clan to migrate to the moon, and the deal was finally concluded.

Originally, Hou Yi only thought it was an exchange, but when he learned about the tragic experience of the orcs, he became indignant, but he wholeheartedly wanted to seek justice for them and find a way to live.

In just one month, he picked countless arenas. Whether it is a nobleman or a warlord, as long as the half-orcs are enslaved, he has taught them a hard lesson, and then respectfully let the half-orc slaves return home.

The name "Liberator" has become the sustenance of many orc slaves. Some nobles were shocked by Hou Yi's prestige, and they released their slaves without waiting for him to come to the door. As long as you pick the most majestic, largest, and hardest backstage "iron cage" arena today, I believe that no one will dare to enslave orcs in the future.

"It's time to go!" Hou Yi patted the dust off his body and squinted his narrow eyes at the spherical steel building.

"In the third game, the half-orc Ajang human prisoner En played against the Serapus Demon Dragon." A girl in a short skirt **** walked through the front desk of the audience with the big Alaba number "3".

"Brother, it's going to start." Prisoner En patted Ajang on the shoulder. He had to admire the orc's appetite, and he only gnawed on a pig's leg to death. Ajang poured two jars of liquor and ate half of the pig.

"Boom!" Before Ajang could reply, the heavy steel gate burst open, and a huge dragon with wings rushed in.

Its vertebrae were still wearing thigh-thick steel chains, and the two strong men who had been ordered to untie the six-winged demon dragon were shocked by its ferocity, and they didn't even have time to take off the chains and crawled out.

"Quick! Activate the Class A shield. The steward shouted hoarsely. He didn't expect that the six-winged demon dragon had been tortured for so long, and it was still so ferocious, and it smashed the steel gate weighing tens of thousands of catties as soon as it appeared.

The audience here is all from aristocratic and wealthy families, and if something really happens, he doesn't dare to think about it anymore. Fortunately, the A-class protective shield was finally raised as he wished, and looking at the powerful enchantment laid by several archmages, he felt a little relieved.

The hungry Serapus had green glow in its eyes, "If you want, take it." Prisoner En threw the rest of the roast pig over, and the long neck of the six-winged demon dragon flicked into place.

"I see it's the two of us who want to eat." Ajang's face was solemn.

Half of the roast pig was swallowed by it, licking its lips, the thick saliva of the six-winged demon dragon dripped down, and he looked at the two prey that seemed to taste good.

The audience was already boiling, and the atmosphere was as hot as a volcanic eruption. The pinnacle duel between the strongest brave and the strongest monster is sure to be an incomparably wonderful show.

Ajang and Prison En exchanged glances, and the two ran in opposite directions, one on the left and one on the right, surrounding the six-winged demon dragon.

It is common sense to deal with a huge monster so that it can't take care of both the end and the end, but they forgot that the six-winged demon dragon has wings, and this six-winged demon dragon has not been domesticated and has no demon cramps, which means that it can fly.

The flesh wings flapped, the wind blew so hard that the two of them couldn't open their eyes, and the six-winged demon dragon flapped its wings in the wide arena.

"Roar!" What's even more exaggerated is that it actually spits out a dragon's breath from one mouth. The flaming serpent swooped down from mid-air, stopping the captive's path.

This dragon's breath was a poisonous flame, and the prisoner who had lost his magic power could not resist it at all, and as soon as he saw it, he was burned into a burning man.

"Damn the Ornithian!" Ajang scolded angrily, picked up a piece of the shattered steel gate, and stabbed the six-winged demon dragon's ass fiercely.

The six-winged demon dragon didn't seem to expect that someone would maintain such a strong fighting intent under the terrifying power he exuded. The chrysanthemum was exploded, and although it did not cause substantial damage to it, it aroused its bloodthirsty ferocity.

"Roar!" It smashed its tail like Tarzan against Ajang.

Ajang was busy slapping out the flames on the prisoner's body, and he couldn't dodge, so he simply puffed up his chest and slashed with the dragon's tail like a bomb.

The air was turbulent, and the entire arena was shaken. The Serapus was knocked over, and Ajang flew upside down several times the speed of the lunge, and the transparent shield was knocked out of a convex surface by him. He spurted a mouthful of blood, and his limbs fell apart, sliding limply down the shield.

"Ajang!" Prisoner En crawled over despite the extensive burns on his body, but Ajang was already taking in less air and outing more air.

"Friend, I can't protect you anymore, I'm sorry......" Ayange's mouth was full of blood, and his speech was slurred.

With tears in his eyes, he looked up to the sky and roared: "Don't die, we are good friends!" ”

Friend, that's a wonderful word. It has no boundaries of racial gender status, and it implicates two strange hearts so that they are no longer lonely with each other.

Ajang closed his eyes in satisfaction, and the last memory of the picture was left with a conversation with his grandfather when he was a teenager.

"Grandpa, why did humans kill us?"

"Because they treat us like enemies."

"Then it would be nice for us to be friends with them."

"Remember, Ajang. Orcs will never be able to be true friends with humans. ”

The recuperating Seraphim looked at it with hatred, and Ajang's final blow caused its internal organs to shift and be seriously injured.

Now Ajang fell to the ground, but it still couldn't quench its hatred, and it was going to tear this arrogant orc to shreds.

"I can't beat you, but I'm not going to take a step back." Prisoner En stood up and straightened up, staring firmly at the slowly approaching Six-Winged Demon Dragon.

Just as another tragedy was about to unfold, a loud shout of rage came from above the iron cage arena.

"You people, are you still human!"

Hou Yi smashed the protective shield with one foot, and the strong wind blew the dense audience to the ground.

"Give you two choices, either disappear in my eyes in a second, or both die." He stood in the middle of the arena, with a bow and a domineering attitude.

"And that includes you, little loach!" Leaning down and carrying the unconscious Ayange, Hou Yi said lightly to the six-winged demon dragon that was blocking the way.

The six-winged demon dragon heard Hou Yi's taunt, and immediately went berserk, it opened its bloody mouth and rushed over with a strange scream.

"It seems that you chose the second one," Hou Yi pulled his bow and arrow, but an ordinary feather arrow has the potential to open the sky. It went from its nostrils to the tip of its tail, piercing through the entire body of the Serapod, still shooting through half of the arena with blood beads, and flying into the unknowable distance.

"Ghost, it's a ghost!" I don't know who shouted among the people who were stupid by Hou Yi's arrow, and these nobles fled in a panic with their hands and feet.

"Your Excellency, may I ask your name? Are you here to save my friend? Prisoner En clasped his fists and saluted, remembering the racial prejudice between the human race and the orcs, and asked uneasily.

"Me!" Hou Yi laughed, "I'm the man who wants to lead the orcs to create a new kingdom. ”