Chapter Twenty-Three: Orcs

"Murder?" Song Zheng's pupils suddenly shrank, "There shouldn't be any hatred between you and me, right?" ”

"There is no hatred between you and me, but if you steal something from the church, it will doom you to a miserable fate." Sunderland sneered.

"Church...... Are you a man who curses the Church? Song Zheng suddenly felt a chill in his heart when he heard this, the church that Sunderland was talking about would definitely not be the Church of Light.

Sunderland immediately shook his head and said, "Cursed Church? No, I believe in the great eternal Church, a great master who can give us eternal life! You've stolen the treasures of the Church, and you'd better hand them over at once, or maybe I'll spare your life. ”

"The ...... of the Eternal Church" The corners of Song Zheng's mouth twitched slightly, it seems that the Cursed Church is quite good at packaging itself, and even took a new church name, but its so-called eternal life is estimated to transform people into undead......

However, although Sunderland was just standing there casually, it still brought him great pressure, perhaps this is the so-called coercion of the strong, and the strength of the other party should surpass him a lot.

"I should have run to the Church of Light." Song Zheng was a little annoyed in his heart, and at the same time, he secretly began to look at the surrounding environment, preparing to find an opportunity to escape.

"Boy, don't look around, you can't escape in front of me, just tie your hands and arrest it, or I don't mind letting you see how I tortured and killed the beast in the first place." Sunderland smiled, holding the short knife he had stabbed at his waist in his hand.

Song Zheng couldn't help but constrict his pupils suddenly...... Although he had been paying attention to Sunderland's movements, he still couldn't see how the guy pulled out the short knife.

In other words, Sunderland's agility may be far superior to that of his professional thief!

"How do you know I can't run, are you fast?" Song Zheng's heart suddenly moved, and he immediately said with some disdain.

When Sunderland heard this, he immediately laughed: "Haha, do you know what I was best known for Sunderland?" That's speed, Lao Tzu can catch up with the galloping horse on foot, I can let you run for a minute, if you can run away, I'm willing to let you go once. ”

"You're telling me to run for a minute? I'm afraid you won't even be able to see a shadow when you run. Song Zheng smiled.

"Even if you run well, I'd like to see how fast you can run." Sunderland sneered, and then didn't look at Song Zheng again, but lowered his head and carefully picked his nails with the short knife in his hand, looking like he didn't care about Song Zheng's attempt to escape.

"Then I'm going to run!" Song Zheng said that he had already started to use the 'sprinting' skill, this was a rare opportunity, and he was afraid that this Sunderland would regret it.

This 'sprinting' skill is the same as 'stealing', as long as the mind moves, it can be activated, but because it is the first time to use this 'sprinting' skill, Song Zheng has to be very careful, once there is no effect, then he can only find this Sunderland desperately.

However, as soon as the 'sprint' started, he immediately felt an abnormal sensation in his legs, which seemed to have an extremely large amount of strength, and he just took a light step, and he actually rushed forward several meters away.

"It seems to be a lot faster than a horse...... What kind of Olympic champion can only eat ashes in the back compared to me. After Song Zheng ran wildly with his legs, he only felt that his legs seemed to be unable to stop, and the wind was howling in his ears, and the strong wind in his face even made it difficult for him to open his eyes.

"This ......" Sunderland, who was still full of confidence, was already dumbfounded, not to mention stepping to chase Song Zheng, and he didn't even notice that the short knife in his hand fell to the ground in surprise.

In an instant, Song Zheng had completely lost his trace in front of him, and he was still rubbing his eyes in disbelief.

"How is this possible?! Is that kid flying too low? ”

Song Zheng felt like he was flying at the moment, and the speed was so fast that he couldn't believe it, and as for Sunderland, he couldn't even see a human figure.

This 'sprinting' skill can definitely be said to be a magic skill for escaping!

However, when the effect of the 'sprint' wore off, he fell to the ground, his legs so tired that it almost seemed like he no longer belonged to him.

"This leg won't run away, right......" Song Zheng hurriedly twisted his thigh, and only relieved himself after making sure that he still felt pain.

This 'sprinting' skill doesn't have any skill description like the 'stealing' skill.,But judging from the experience just now, it shouldn't need to consume any special energy.,Just need to consume your own physical strength.,If you don't stop in time.,It's estimated that you can break your legs.。

Song Zheng regained his strength slightly, and then began to look at his surroundings.

However, he soon realized that he had not had time to distinguish his direction again because he had just been so focused on escaping, so he had no idea where he had run at all.

"It's really unlucky, I got lost again......" Song Zheng couldn't help but have a headache all of a sudden.

The sun in Azeroth does not rise in the east and set in the west, so it is difficult to determine the direction directly from the angle of the sun.

Worried that Sunderland might catch up at any time, Song Zheng didn't dare to delay for too long, so he immediately struggled and then drilled into the mountain forest next to him.

"Although that guy is a little arrogant, he probably has some tracking ability, so he has to be very careful." Song Zheng secretly thought in his heart, since Sunderland was born as a hunter, it was estimated that ordinary traps would have no effect on him.

In this way, if you want to escape from the other party, the best way is to stay as far away as possible.

Since carrying Bridget around the mountains of Dalong for two days, Song Zheng has long been accustomed to walking through the mountains and forests, and in order to escape the tracking of Sunderland, he deliberately went to the densest place in the forest.

Along the way, I didn't know how many mountains I had crossed, and the mountains and forests in front of me were full of vines, and it was impossible to pass at all, and it was estimated that very few people came here.

"Let's hide here and rest for a while." Song Zheng looked around and was about to find the most hidden place to hide.

However, he soon heard a sound from among the trees in front of him, although the sound was very slight, but when it reached Song Zheng's ears, it was almost like thunder to him...... It sounded like a monster lurking in the bushes, and it wasn't small.

"Is there a snowman here, too?" Song Zheng was shocked, and quickly pulled out the dwarven musket...... He didn't think he could use a dagger to melee with a snowman.

But surprisingly, after a squirming sound, a green figure stood up from the bushes.

"Orcs?" Song Zheng's eyes suddenly widened.