In the so-called royal palace, sat an orc three meters tall, with brown skin and golden armor on his body, and his face was full of seriousness.

On both sides of the table sat humans, elves, dwarves, and each of them had a powerful aura, and one of the orc sacrifices was none other than the Saf he had just seen.

LeBlanc walked in and greeted a few familiar people before sitting down, while Zhang Yan and Tie Jian stood behind her.

The orc in the middle opened his eyes and said to the thirty-seven people on either side, "Aisha, the Wailing Queen, is here." ”

"Oh, that's unfortunate." A goblin chuckled under his breath.

"yes, that's unfortunate!" A middle-aged human man followed, not hiding the gloating expression on his face at all.

Zhang Yan's eyes bulged out, what kind of people are these, people of other races either close their eyes, or talk to other people, they are not listening to what the Beast Emperor says at all.

The Beast Emperor didn't care, and continued: "Naoni, a few days ago, three wailing banshees went to your territory and slaughtered tens of thousands of people. ”

"Oh, those three little birds were stewed by the Emperor." The middle-aged man said indifferently: "The Great Emperor is still in the Dark Land." ”

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched when they heard this, these people were afraid of people coming out of the dark place, and the Great Charles simply went straight in, not at all at the same level.

The Beast Emperor also clenched his fist depressedly.

The bloodthirsty sacrificial Saf said: "If it is just a single strong person who comes out, my emperor will not summon everyone to come, this time it is a full-scale attack of the Wailing Clan, although it appears in our orc territory, but everyone sitting here knows that these people from the dark place come out, and the target is definitely not only our orc clan." ”

"I want a million catties of fine iron." The dwarf didn't wait for Safer to finish, and said his request in a deep voice.

"I want three lightning strikes." The middle-aged man said.

The Beast Emperor's face was ugly, and he said slowly: "For every 100,000 Wailing Banshees killed, one million Essence Iron will be rewarded, one Thunderbolt Wood will be rewarded for killing the Wailing Overseer, and one Legendary Treasure will be rewarded for killing Aisha, the Wailing Queen." ”

Everyone thought for a moment and nodded slowly.

"Ding: Trigger the plane mission and repel the Wailing Legion."

"The territory of the Wailing Legion in the Dark World Realm has been attacked by the Undead Legion, and for the survival of the race, it can only open the dark altar it occupies and come to the Chaos Continent."

"Mission Level: Easy."

"Mission: Follow the Holy Assassin LeBlanc until the Legion of Wailing retreats."

"Mission Location: Orc Plains."

"Reward: Orc equipment (??? ）”

"Warning: The platinum diamond ring is too low in your level, anyone here has the strength to kill you in seconds, believe me, if you make a random move, you will definitely die faster than those ordinary wailing banshees!"

"Hint: Legendary mage Dorthia Naz has been collecting the hearts of the Wailing Overseers lately." ……

Zhang Yan stood in the distance, and felt a strong smell of blood rushing into his nose, as if he had fallen into blood, and his whole body was soft and weak.

The air was filled with the roars of orcs and the shrill howls of the orcs.

Countless orcs roared and swung their axes forward, and the dim sky was densely filled with flying wailing banshees.

The Wailing Banshee was about one meter six or seven tall, with a body of eagle-winged birds, blue scales on her body, and a metallic glow on her fingers, which burst into piercing sparks when she collided with the tomahawk in the orc's hand, and the most damaged was often the tomahawk in the orc's hand.

In the center of the battlefield is a conspicuous dark altar, and on one side of the dark altar, there stands a bird's nest up to a hundred meters high, from which countless wailing banshees fly in and out, and some wailing banshees hang on it to rest and recover.

At the same time, Zhang Yan also noticed that some skinny wailing banshees swooped down from time to time, grabbed the corpses of orcs and flew into the bird's nest.

"The corpses of these orcs will be food for the Wailing Banshees, and the souls of those who die will be devoured by the Wailing Overseers and the Wailing Banshees. ”

Bang, an orc jumped high, like a crocodile in the water, fiercely rushed out of the water, bit its prey, grabbed a wailing banshee with both hands, pressed it to the ground furiously, and tore the wailing banshee in half in the blink of an eye, and the blood stained the ground red. But just as he puffed up his chest, two black shadows pierced down, and the piercing sound made his face turn red, and a pair of powerful claws pressed his hideous head, and spun it violently twice.

Before the orc warrior's corpse had fallen to the ground, another dark shadow had already pounced behind him, its sharp claws piercing from its back into its chest, and a beating heart clenched tightly in its claws.

Roar!

Columns of orc warriors ran toward the battlefield, some of them already waiting and leaping forward high.

At the back of the queue, hundreds of old orcs shouted slogans, pushing the large siege machinery hard, and the animal skin rope on the mechanical car was deeply cut into the flesh, and the blood was infected with every step, but they still strode forward, with the ferocity of the orcs on their faces.

For every thousand orcs, there will be a tall steppe elephant, riding on the back of the orc sacrifice, these orc sacrifices, some wielding white bone staff chanting ancient incantations, some beating the skin and bones and singing desolate war songs, and some barefoot standing on the statue of the quilt and dancing an exciting war dance......

The orc warriors were all glowing with steaming red blood.

But even so, it still couldn't shake the wailing banshees, and the wailing banshees in the dark altar and the bird's nest rushed out of them like a flood, killing the orcs.

"Squeak!"

The piercing sound suddenly came from the center of the battlefield, and countless close orcs were separated by the flesh and blood of this sudden sonic impact, leaving only a pile of dry bones, even if a few powerful orc captains occasionally flew out of the ground, smashing to the ground and not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The three siege engines that had just been launched once shattered in an instant, and even the wood did not know where it flew.

The Wailing Overseers, who have been more than three meters high, appear on the battlefield, and every time they make a move, they will pinch and blow up an orc captain, and one of the orc sacrifices is even a human elephant that was directly slapped into bloody mud, mixed in the dirt and trampled by everyone can no longer be seen.

Zhang Yan looked at the Beast Emperor, his hideous face was filled with anger, but at this time there was only a wailing Overseer on the battlefield.

At this time, Zhang Yan heard a strong man of the elf clan say with a faint emotion:

"The green-skinned beast, the loyal orc, is immortal for a thousand years after birth, a thousand years after death, and immortal for a thousand years in the municipal district. This is not a myth, they fought for their beloved land until the last moment, and after their deaths they still stand between their comrades and enemies! ”

"They make their comrades cry, they make the enemy respect, the orcs who would rather die than give in, with their fists clenched, are a sad and magnificent winter fairy tale!"

If it is the result of this trip to the orc kingdom, Zhang Yan will not feel any regrets.

I saw the kind of strength in the bones of the orcs, that kind of unyielding.

Zhang Yan's blood was boiling and roaring.

At this time, the Beast Emperor said lightly: "Whoever can kill this Wailing Overseer, I am willing to offer three lightning strike woods." ”

"Ha Luha, then you're welcome." The dwarf flickered, and appeared in the air, slashing at the Wailing Overseer with his axe.

The body of the Wailing Overseer moved slightly, the wings closed, and a blue force collided with the strong dwarven power, and suddenly the strong dwarven strongman's body stiffened, and the iron claws of the Wailing Overseer had penetrated the chest of the dwarf, and with a snap, the body of the strong dwarf fell to the ground from the air.

The dwarf's defense is probably higher than that of the orcs, not to mention that this dwarven warrior is also a saint-rank powerhouse who can volley in the air.

But he only swung an axe in front of the Wailing Overseer, and his heart was caught.

The Wailing Overseer turned to face the mighty men and shouted, "No one can stop our Wailing Legion, and anyone standing in front of me will be a corpse." ”

The ugly body exuded a fierce momentum, and the orcs who hit his feet were twisted back by this momentum.

"Let your blood be the first sacrifice of my people."

The wings opened, countless feathers hit down in all directions, hundreds of orcs were shrouded in feather arrows, countless orcs were penetrated on the way forward, and the heavy armor was as funny as tofu in front of the feather arrows.

A dead field formed on the ground, leaving only the disdainful laughter of the wailing Overseers.

"Killer Arrow!" A large green bow appeared in the elven powerhouse's hand, and a white glow of magical light slammed into the Hobby Overseer.

"Birdman, I've been seeing you cool for a long time."

"Kill him."

The death of the dwarven powerhouse ignited the anger in everyone's hearts, and more than a dozen strong men rushed over at the same time.

The Wailing Overseer's body suddenly vanished into the air, and one of the goblin powerhouses hiding in the crowd had his neck pinched.

"You can die too." The Wailing Overseer didn't know when he appeared behind the Elven Strongman, his tongue slightly on his handsome face, and the Elven Strongman's neck spurted out a three-meter-long blood, and the air spun around and was sucked into the stomach by the Wailing Overseer.

"Dare to be arrogant with this ability?"

LeBlan's body flashed through the air, and just as the wailing Overseer tried to dodge, a green shadow lingered around him, letting out a beast's roar, causing his body to pause slightly, and the half-moon-like light slashed from his head to his feet.

The hard dirt split in two, and the corpses of the Wailing Overseers were split on either side of the ditch.

LeBlanc casually put away the two halves of the Wailing Overseer's body.

LeBlanc was easy to kill, but he couldn't have done without the help of an orc priest, but it was just a wailing Overseer, and five of the thirty-seven people on this side had already been lost.

A shadow cast over everyone's hearts.