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"Destroy them! Kill all these sheepmen! ”

"For the sake of the village and everyone! Fight with them! ”

At nightfall, the wolf clan and the sheep clan, the two old enemies of the ancient orc race, broke out another war in the sheep village on the edge of the green grassland.

In the history of this ancient continent, this kind of war may have broken out countless times, but this time the meaning was different, because Xiao An got involved and pulled two old enemies who would not have fought together.

The night is getting more and more chaotic.

Whether Xiao An wanted it or not, the two sides of this battle have already killed each other, and the fierce battle broke out near the wheat field, and the sheep village, which lacked the strongest group of sheep people, showed the courage to defend their homeland to the death.

The wolf howls one after another, this is the werewolf is transmitting information, directing the battle, their ferocious nature has been fully stimulated by blood, but the sheep who occupy the advantage of numbers and geography are sworn to fight to the death, and as a wide range of weak curses fall, the balance of victory began to gradually tilt in favor of the sheep clan......

The old prophet unleashed two curses, and at this time, he stood behind dozens of sheep villagers who had not been engaged in the battle with pale faces and trembling lips, and shouted in a low voice: "Light, ignite!" Burn the fire! ”

"Ignition!"

"Burn these werewolves here!"

Several strong sheep men were shouting, and fires were rising from all around the wheat field, and the haystacks in the wheat field were also burning.

In an instant, the flames set fire to half the sky!

The sheep are very popular! The night vision advantage of the werewolves is gone, and the men and women of the sheep tribe who were inspired by the prophet before the war are all thinking about protecting this village, protecting their parents and children, and protecting this hot land where they grew up......

They often have the belief that they can sacrifice themselves for the sake of others, and they can defeat enemies who are only hunted for the sake of 'ego instinct'. But these are not fairy tales, they are written in the cruel and cold history of war......

There is no fairy tale in the war, thousands of people and monsters are fighting, and the human beings standing on the corpses of the ancient orcs all over the ground with a long knife are so dazzling in the firelight.

Xiao An's eyes were a little hollow, and he kept turning to look at the surrounding field.

When the first werewolf died, a faint light penetrated into his chest, and it was the werewolf's soul absorbed by the heart of the beastmaster in his body...... From then on, Xiao An could hear the shouts and conversations around him.

The werewolves shouted:

"It's an ambush! It's an ambush for the sheep people! These damn it! Are we going to retreat, Chief! ”

"These damn sheep don't want to let us go! For the last dignity of our wolf clan! ”

"Kill them all! This is the price of provoking us! ”

What do these werewolves mean?

Are they...... There is no idea of a sneak attack on the sheep village at all? How is it possible, he is here, the incident must be around himself, how can it be...... How......

The killing cries around him, the screams before death, and the roars all entered his ears one by one, and Xiao An stood there in a daze, his mind blank.

When the fire shone on the sky, Xiao An's legs suddenly lost strength and fell to his knees in the pile of corpses, the hollowness in his eyes revealed a little despair......

Are these unnecessary deaths because of oneself?

It's that I'm too self-...... There is no evidence to believe that the wolf clan will attack, so let those children spread the news, and suddenly feel that the werewolves are likely to attack the elite combat forces in the village and then invade the sheep village......

Are these all your own imaginations?

Yes, Xiao An suddenly laughed, laughing a little bitterly, and suddenly realized that the usually 'meticulous' system didn't give him relevant tasks and hints at all, this is definitely not a plot arranged by the system......

The blood flowed into a river and flowed in front of Xiao An.

Next to his leg is a passionate uncle who has greeted Xiao An a few times but has not remembered his name......

How could it be, how could it be?

I obviously want to protect this village, obviously I don't want to destroy, I don't want to break out into war, why......

Da Da Da ...... A line appeared on the blood......

'Isn't that good?' You will eventually embark on this path, and only killing and blood can make you step by step to the top of this world, to completely destroy this already decaying world. ’

Xiao An was silent, just kneeling there, his expression changed from nothing, from a bitter smile to a loud laugh, in the firelight, in the blood, looking up and laughing.

Although he was smiling, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye......

Suddenly, the laughter stopped, and Xiao An's face became expressionless again, but from the initial confusion to the firmness at this time.

Regret? Maybe there will be some guilt-driven feelings.

But he is not a man who is immersed in regret and can't extricate himself, since this war is 'planned' by him, let him solve it with his own hands.

Grabbing the long knife, Xiao An looked at the area where the battle was most intense, and then rushed forward, the long knife in his hand was raised high, and the nerves that had been oppressed by the war picture finally began to vibrate!

"Ahh

Kill!

At this time, there is no need to think about combat effectiveness at all, Xiao An is agile enough compared to the sheep village people, and the long knife in his hand is sharp enough, even if it is not as good as the combat power of an adult sheep man, but he can also be mixed in with the sheep people, find the right opportunity, and hand out the sharp blade towards those werewolves!

"Lord Xiao An! You go to the back! This is the battle of our sheep village! ”

Xiao An was silent, and his low figure ran past the talking goat, taking advantage of the werewolf being restrained by the goatman, the long knife was raised sharply, and he didn't blink his eyes!

The broken arm wrapped in black skin was thrown away, the werewolf screamed, Xiao An's figure rolled past the werewolf, his face was stained with dark red blood, and he raised his hand and smashed a fireball technique into the battle situation on the left, helping the other sheep man to ease the opponent's attack.

Without stopping, Xiao An ran through the chaotic battle, and every time he shot decisively and ruthlessly.

Although he took a lot of risks, he didn't have any idea of retreating at this time, he only thought about killing one more and saving one more...... Just lighten the guilt in my heart a little.

In his chest, the warm breath flowed in Xiao An's limbs, making him move more quickly and lightly, and move more quickly.

If Xiao An is in the mood to take a look at his combat strength at this time, he will find that he is no longer just four or five thousand 'low-end'. Of course, this aura Xiao An can't control when it appears, and those numbers have no other effect than a simple comparison and measurement that makes him 'know in his heart'.

The battle continues.

And Xiao An kept shuttling through the battlefield near the firelight, active in the area where werewolves had a local advantage, and the long knife in his hand was already stained with blood......

Compared with these ancient orcs who are strong in their 'basic strength' but have not mastered too many combat skills, Xiao An is obviously more 'professional', and what makes people more focused is that wherever Xiao An passes, those Black Wind Demon Wolves who help the werewolves will avoid it from afar......

During the fight, a sheep man rushed behind Xiao An and shouted urgently: "Lord Xiao An! Go and exhort the prophets. The Prophet had to use witchcraft again! ”

This stranger was very much appreciated by the Prophet, and would go to the Prophet's house every day, which was almost a treatment that most of the villagers did not have.

Xiao An stopped rushing forward and turned his head to look at the old prophet who was surrounded by people behind him, and the old man was standing on a mill because he was relatively short......

"That's his business."

Xiao An dropped a sentence in a low voice, lowered his head and rushed to the battle situation ahead, and the sheep uncle stomped his feet and rushed out with Xiao An with a woodcutter.

Finally, the third curse that hastened the war to its end fell again, this time more extensively, encompassing almost the entire wheat field, and the werewolves immediately became sluggish, as if they had been pressed to slow down.

And the sheep burst out in an instant, and the battle immediately took on a one-sided form, and the werewolf's vitality was severely weakened for the duration of the curse......

Whew—

A wolf howl came from the entrance of the wheat field, and the werewolf, who was already about to be divided and surrounded, suddenly erupted, and then turned sharply and retreated in all directions.

And those demon wolves began to pounce on them without their lives, using their lives to cover the retreat of the 'owner'......

Soon, the werewolves disappeared into the darkness of the night outside the wheat field, leaving only the corpses covered with the wheat field and the still burning fire.

The breath flowing in his limbs retracted into his chest, Xiao An's legs trembled, and he knelt on the ground weakly, holding a long knife in his right hand, but his arm was trembling constantly......

This sharp long knife had also been seriously curled, because there was no blood groove, and the werewolf's blood splashed Xiao An's face.

His brain was blank, Xiao An sat there in a daze, and when there was a cry behind him, Xiao An regained some strength, slowly stood up, and turned around and walked towards the area where the sheep people gathered.

There, there were a few sheep people crying out in mourning, 'Prophet,' 'Wake up, Prophet,' or something.

The only 'magician' in the village, the only prophet who has mastered the 'art of healing witchcraft', is lying on the millstone, with little air in and more air, and it seems that he is about to die.

Seeing Xiao An coming over, someone seemed to grasp a life-saving straw and shouted: "Lord Xiao An, please save the prophet!" ”

"Hmm," Xiao An took a blue pill the size of a fingernail in the ring with a solemn face, and the crowd parted, and he walked quickly inside, but there were thousands of sheep people around, and he couldn't get in for a while.

At this time, the prophet suddenly opened his eyes, looked at several sheep uncles and aunts around him, smiled peacefully, and whispered: "I, it may not work, I must protect the village......

"Prophet, you'll be fine!"

"You can't leave us! The village can't do without a prophet to help us! ”

"It's just that you haven't had time to cultivate a suitable successor, the duties of the prophet, you ...... yourself" The old prophet sighed, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated.

At this time, the old prophet seemed to have thought of something, maybe it was a sudden flash of inspiration before he died.

To become a prophet, you must not be a fool, otherwise this sheep village would not have developed to the scale it has today.

Before the war, the old prophet had already investigated through inquiry, and the first information about the sightings of the werewolves was the lambs who were not yet adults, and it seemed that they were the so-called 'reporters' of the daily sheepmen......

When he went to the pit outsider to take the risk to inform the expeditionary hunting team to be careful, the outsider did not refuse or be afraid at all, but seemed to 'go happily'......

Also, these werewolves that came suddenly seemed to have been brought back by outsiders......

An image came to the old prophet's mind, which was about to plunge into darkness—Xiao An grabbed a few chess pieces and smiled grimly at himself.

Instantly, the old eyes were rounded.

And just now, Xiao An's voice came from the side.

"Let's go, I have a medicine to try."

The old prophet used the last of his strength, turned his head to look at Xiao An, raised his left hand, and pointed his finger at Xiao An......

"It's him...... He, he! He! Cough! ”

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the old prophet's mouth like a waterfall, and the old prophet's eyes widened, his arms dropped, and he did not move.

Xiao An subconsciously clenched his fists, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, did the old prophet point out these things he had done? Despite this, Xiao An still stood there with his head bowed, waiting for the anger of the people in the sheep village.

He was already bruised by guilt, and he really didn't have any other thoughts.

said that he wanted to be a demon king, but he was not born a wicked person, there is still a long way to go, and his mind can only take root and be strong a little bit......

That's just the task.

Now, Shawn is just doing what she wants.

"Prophet! The Prophet—"

"The Prophet is gone!"

Xiao An closed his eyes, a wry smile appeared on his lips, and slowly raised his head.

However, some people are reluctant to play chess with this old man who has been playing chess with him for two months, although he also wants to pit himself, but he has left some memories.

The original beauty of this world is like first love, which is unforgettable......

You may be destined to be unfortunate if you receive the task of destroying the world, and all the people and things that are involved with you will suffer this fate......

In the midst of the loud crying, a group of sheep people slowly knelt down, and just as Xiao An wanted to leave this side temporarily, not wanting to be contaminated by the sad atmosphere, a group of sheep people suddenly knelt in front of him and prostrated on the ground......

"Lord Prophet! Tell us what to do next! ”

Although I could not accept it in my heart, this was the last guidance given by the prophet...... Shaw, Lord Prophet! Please don't abandon us! ”

"What are we going to do, please tell us......"

First, prophet?

Xiao An stood there stunned, unable to react for a while, just stood stunned, his brain seemed to be in a state of panic......

Again...... What routine?