1:358 Travels in the Darkness (2)

"Hum, hum, hum. Knowing all this, the tiger patriarch Robel did not despair, but smiled even more. He frantically daxiao, his body shaking up and down with the laughter, shaking the werewolf boy who was held up in the air into a dizziness.

"Don't make me laugh, boy, if you can't find the pieces, you can't find them, we don't force it. Robble grinned disdainfully, his cool white teeth baring out like blades in front of Bedeville's eyes, full of murderous aura.

"After we have leveled the glorious region, the rich resources of the glorious region will belong to us. At that time, who cares if the wall of shijie can be opened?!――

When we eat the food grown by the humans, take off all the fine clothes of the human beings and take them for themselves, and trample on the lowly, naked monkeys, and let them beg for food from us like dogs, and be enslaved to death like cattle and horses—then see who is the victor who laughs at Zuihou?" the werewolf boy looked at the patriarch Roble in disappointment. Bediwell's expectations were disappointed. The Hungarians simply do not live in peace as they used to.

Years of drought and famine have made these orcs hungry and crazy, so they don't care if the wall of shijie can be opened. What they care about is the most basic matter of survival: either starve to death or die in the war with humanity.

Naively thinking that he could persuade the other party, Bediwell did not think about how pale the rhetoric itself was. He's still too tender.

Robel sneered, his face contorted into a terrifying look, and he threw the werewolf boy out with one hand.

"Click!" Bedi slammed into the stone wall of the room, spitting out a mouthful of blood before falling to the ground with a snap.

"Is that all you have to say?" said Roble, stepping on the werewolf boy's head, "well, you're here to lobby us, you're done." Lao Tzu is in a good mood today, so I won't worry about you. Get back into your glorious realm!

And wait, wait for the day when our Hungarian army will crush your human society.

If you think you can compete with us, just come!, and I will mercifully count you as a member of the human race, and destroy them together!" Then, with a kick from the black tiger man, he kicked the werewolf boy to the door, and turned around to leave.

"Don't!" "Don't!" Bediwell didn't know when, he had already broken free from the rope that bound his hands behind him, he stretched out his hand and pounced, hugging Robul's right leg: "Absolutely stop you! Humans and orcs could have coexisted peacefully!weishenme must fight to the death" "Because humans deserve to die, that's all." Roble's tone was disdainful and indifferent.

"Humans are also the ancestors of the orcs, if the orcs really don't want to live the current life, you could have migrated to other places to find more fertile land and live a better life" "Boy, have you heard of the massacre in Egypt ten years ago?" Robert's tone was extremely cold, "That is the fate of the orcs who listen to humans and naively want to find a new life in Xintiandi."

The result is just to lure us into their shijie and kill us one by one. We are not animals waiting to be slaughtered!This time, it's our turn to kill all these vile humans!" The great darkness took shape in the myth of Robert, and the darkness was so clear that Bedeville could easily see it with the naked eye.

Bedi knew that persuasion was useless. The man in front of him has been ignited by the karmic fire of hatred, and he has become an out-and-out vengeful ghost.

Seeing that Bedi was still silent, Robol immediately kicked him away. Bediwell slammed into the wall, this time even harder than the previous one, and his head was bleeding. This earth-shattering loud noise also attracted the guards outside the door.

"Hmph, okay, I changed my mind. Robble looked at Bediwell and sneered, "You just stay here and watch well." Watch the whole process of our revenge on humanity.

Look at it and see how hideous these despicable humans are in their moment before they die. And then you'll admit that I'm right.

Humans, that's what damn it. The two guards grinned and dragged the dying Bediwell out. Blood flowed down his forehead, obscuring the werewolf boy's eyes. But he still looked at Robert's dark back.

That is, the dark figure that brought bloody rain to Shijie.

The next morning, Arthur and Greenway followed King Oshur through the woods, crossing endless paths, and finally out of the apple grove and into an open field.

Is this the altar that King Osser spoke of?

This is a huge cemetery!?

The cemetery is surrounded by a huge black iron fence, and there are thousands of stone monuments in the garden, each of which is intact (presumably some kind of magic prevented the damage to the stone) and engraved with the names of people.

This is the cemetery! What an altar, it's all nonsense. Could it be that if you come to visit your ancestors, you can get a huge liliang that swept thousands of armies?!

Seeing the look of disdain on Arthur's face, King Othur smiled. He led the boy and girl to a huge stone tablet in the center of the cemetery, which was more than ten feet high, and was carved with inscriptions that Arthur could not understand at all, and the dragon statues on both sides were even more eye-catching.

Wait a minute. Where had Arthur ever seen such a stele.

That's right. Next to the original sword seat of the Sword of Kings, there is a stone tablet of this kind. However, the stone tablet that remained in the warrior's grave at that time was already in tatters, and the dragons on both sides were either missing horns or wings, which was not as amazing as the stone tablet that now stood out in front of Arthur's eyes.

"This is the altar?" asked Greenway, curiously, "what is it for?" "I don't need to explain. Would you like to go up and experiment yourself, beautiful young lady?" King Oter humbly stretched out his hand and made a [please] motion.

"Do you want me to be a test subject?" Greenway couldn't help but be a little unhappy.

"Don't worry, there's absolutely no danger to the altar. King Osher emphasized.

Greenwiel looked at Arthur, but Arthur didn't stop her. She cursed Arthur's incomprehension in her heart as she walked up to the altar.

"Well, what am I going to do—" Before she could finish speaking, the words on the stele were already starting to glow. This light soon surrounded the girl, and immediately even the dragon statues on both sides shone from their eyes and shone on Greenway.

The girl was frightened and tried to retreat, but it was too late, and the light wrapped her in the center of the altar.

"Whoaa Arthur wanted to rush over to save Greenway immediately, but he was constantly blown back by some kind of magic liliang, and he finally managed to stabilize his heels.

A young girl with white hair and a holy glow all over her body appeared in front of Greenway's eyes. Except for the turquoise pupils, the white girl was pure white all over, and she looked exactly like Greenway.

Arthur instantly understood that this was what King Oshur was talking about [spirituality]—something purest in Greenway's soul.