Orcs, one of the fantasy races, possess beastly instincts and combat power, as well as an IQ that is almost equal to that of humans, but the relationship between this race and humans has always been bad.

Their appearance is not much different from that of humans, and their intelligence level is no different from that of humans, but their physical qualities are far superior to those of humans, which can be called tough.

In this kind of world, human beings are the object of plunder and slavery for the orcs, and the orcs are like robbers, competing for the resources and interests that originally belonged to humans.

In this world, if there is really anyone who poses the greatest threat to human beings, then it is definitely not evil spirits, nor angels, nor other races that humans don't seem to see each other in time, but orcs whose reproductive ability is not much worse than that of humans.

Alice clearly saw the panic, it was like a virus, and the madness broke out among the humans, and suddenly, swept the entire village.

They were all there looking around in horror and helplessness, some of them ran quickly towards their houses and hid there, others picked up their weapons and watched vigilantly at the smoke and dust raised by the orcs not far away, and some of them were there scolding Tuth because Tuth was not here at this time.

Alice's face was a little ugly not far away—even if you think about it on your toes, you can't stop the orcs.

Damn, don't they have any evacuation drills in case of emergency?

Alice looked at the humans who had picked up their weapons, she wasn't sure if she could rely on those humans to defeat the orcs, and now she was in a state of neither knowing her or herself, let alone making plans, and even escaping was a problem.

Don't worry about it for now, at least make a little effort, and talk about it later.

Alice paid attention, and she immediately got up, intending to walk over to the crowd over there. She didn't know how much worse these humans were from the orcs, but at least Alice could rely on these hands to delay for a while.

But just as Alice was about to run towards that side, the old woman over there suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed Alice.

"Little girl! Don't go over there, it's dangerous over there - come with me, I have a cellar there, and I can hide people there! ”

The old woman spoke in an eager voice.

Alice's movements were stopped by the old woman at once, and she looked at the old woman a little eagerly, wanting to say something.

However, it was already too late.

A loud bang rang out from the entrance of the village, and the orcs riding the giant beasts rushed into the village.

The men with the simple farming tools had a look of horror on their faces, as if they wanted to do something to resist, but the wooden farming tools had no effect on the heavily armed orcs. The beasts lifted their feet and stomped down on the men.

It was as if a child had stepped on a waterlogged balloon, and something bright red and sticky began to burst out, exploding and splashing and soaking the ground.

Alice stared blankly at the scene, although she knew that death would happen in war, and she was ready to kill others or be killed - but after someone had died tragically in front of her, she understood one thing.

Death is not as simple as she thinks......

A strong feeling of nausea came over her, and she felt her stomach twitch there, very painful.

She tried to throw it up, but she couldn't do anything.

No, you can't beat it, the gap between the two sides is too big.

That's the only thought in Alice's head right now.

The old woman instantly grabbed Alice over there, and she took Alice and ran directly towards a small house in the distance - she didn't look like a person who was over half a hundred years old, and the speed of running was definitely much faster than ordinary people.

But she still staggered a little, and it seemed that the sudden disaster had also plunged the old man into fear.

Alice followed her into the small house in a daze, and the old woman quickly lifted what looked like a wooden curtain on the wall and pushed Alice inside.

Alice subconsciously looked around, and she found that this was a cellar that had been built at some point, and it looked like it could hold a lot of people.

It's not as safe to hide here, but at least it's much safer than outside.

Alice turned around and tried to pull the old woman in.

But she immediately noticed that things had completely changed.

The orc with rabbit ears was carrying a knife and squinting at Alice in front of her, and the old woman in front of her had her head cut off and her body hung limply on the ground.

Alice was completely stunned, and she felt as if she had suddenly lost something in her heart.

She and the old man had only just met, and the two of them had no relationship, and Alice naturally did not have any unique feelings for the old man.

But, for some reason, when she died in front of Alice, Alice felt ...... for the first time Out of the wrath.

and a feeling of powerlessness.

She couldn't save anyone, not even the person who saved her just now.

What the hell is this? Why is it like this?

The orc woman saw Alice in a daze, her face did not change at all, she just raised her knife and slashed at Alice's head.

Alice gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing a bright red hustle.

She reached out and grabbed the orc's wrist directly, and then slammed it over her shoulder, slamming the rabbit ear with the knife directly to the ground.

"Bang!"

Alice brazenly took out her pistol and fired a shot directly into the orc's body - the weapon of the Eternal Ascension Empire was powerful enough to directly shatter the orc's upper body.

The house was instantly stained bright red with blood and internal organs, and a strong smell of blood rushed into Alice's brain.

She lowered her arms a little weakly, staring blankly at everything in front of her.

It was like hell on earth, blood, minced flesh, half of the body, no one knew if it was blood or broken internal organs flowing on the ground, and there was something unacceptable in the air, which made Alice very uncomfortable.

She walked over to the old man's body, surprisingly unaware of what she was thinking.

This is the symbol of death.

And this is the essence of war.