"It's hard to imagine that such a powerful weapon can be called the Heart of Freedom. ”

Sun Licheng laughed at himself and picked up the dagger from the metal box. I saw that this dagger was silvery-white throughout, the grip of the handle was very good, and the knife body was engraved with goblin characters, which had a mysterious beauty. As far as Ritter remembers, this is the trigger code that drives the Divine Heart.

Of course, entering the password is only the first step and the appearance, and it is the bloodline of the Goblin Empire that really inspires the hearts of the gods to explode. To put it simply, this is a suicide dagger, and the operation process is to enter the password and stab it into your body.

The power of the gods is simply too great, and their wisdom is simply beyond the reach of other creatures, and to kill such an enemy, it is necessary to use unconventional means.

After countless attempts and failures, the goblins discovered that only a suicide attack could effectively lead the gods into a trap and eventually detonate the bomb, so they created such a bizarre detonation device.

There are three such daggers in the Underground Fortress, but unfortunately two of them have been damaged, leaving only one in good condition.

Although the two daggers have lost their activation function, they are still two treasure knives that can cut through gold and jade. As far back as Ritter remembers, the Goblin Empire used a mysterious recipe to make the dagger so strong that it was almost as strong as an artifact. Unfortunately, Mr. Skillful searched all the information of the underground fortress and did not find this recipe.

Sun Licheng was naturally not interested in committing suicide, but he still had to take the intact dagger away, and the other two daggers were hung on his waist and became his personal weapons.

After checking the Heart of the Gods, Sun Licheng and the others returned to the underground fortress and continued to check the other warehouses with great interest. Thousands of kilometers away from here, on the orc plateau, a traveler wrapped in linen wrapped tightly is riding a tall horse under the leadership of a half-orc guide.

Maybe they were tired, or maybe they were so monotonous looking at the endless savannah, neither the traveler nor the orcs spoke, only the cries of insects and the clatter of horses' hooves on the ground kept sounding.

After another moment, a languid and magnetic baritone voice came out of the traveler's hood: "You've been sending the message out for so long, it's time for your accomplice to come." ”

The orc, dressed in civilian-style linen clothes, shook his body and turned his head to look at the traveler, his eyes full of horror.

"Little one, when I was fifty years old, I was much better at doing this kind of thing than you did. The traveler lifted the hood from his head, revealing the face of a handsome half-elf man, who was the half-elf luthier who had come to the north after hearing the oracle.

Looking at the mockery in the half-elf's eyes, the half-orc's ugly face suddenly turned red, and his eyes were full of ferocity.

At this moment, the rumbling sound of feet on the grass attracted the attention of the two of them, and looking at the more than a dozen tall figures that appeared in the distance, the corners of the half-orc's mouth showed a smug smile.

"Haha, what can you do if you see that I've reported the news, sir? Don't worry, before you die, I will let you enjoy it well. ”

The half-orc spoke, his tongue licking his lips, his eyes glancing at the half-elf's body in the saddle, and smiling lewdly.

The dozen or so figures quickly approached, this was a group of real orcs, much taller and thicker than the half-orc guides.

The orcs were poorly dressed, only the leader was protected by a thick leather armor on his chest, and most of the others wore only a leather skirt, and they did not have any decent weapons in their hands, only wooden clubs and broken iron knives, but the lethality of those weapons was not low.

Seeing that the accomplice had arrived, the orc pulled out two hand axes from behind his waist, slowly retreated to the middle of the orc team, raised his head and said to the leader: "Big brother, this is the fat sheep, who came from the south, confirmed, he is the only one." ”

The orc leader greedily looked at the half-elf and the horse under him, as well as the bulging duffel bag on the horse, nodded and said, "You kid did a good job, let you go first when you do this guy in a while." ”

The orcs were overjoyed and hurriedly thanked them.

In the face of more than a dozen bandits, the half-elf still maintained a smile on his face, not only did he not look nervous at all, but his smile was even brighter, looking at him, it seemed as if he was watching a wonderful performance.

After listening to the compliments of the half-orcs, the orc leader also noticed that something was wrong, and he asked the half-elf in a rough voice: "Sissy, aren't you afraid?"

"Haha...... Why should I be afraid?", the half-elf asked rhetorically, leaving the unintelligent orc leader unable to think of a reply.

"Alas, this errand is already hard, and I have to clean up your miscellaneous pieces along the way, Uncle Ben's life is really bitter. After the half-elf finished speaking, he jumped high from his horse, and then, like a roc bird, pounced on the orcs.

Although the orcs were straightforward, they were not stupid, and when they saw that the half-elves did not retreat but advanced, they immediately attacked. Two white lights flashed, and the orc threw out two hand axes. The power of the hand axe was so great that with the sound of the whistling wind, it instantly slashed into the face of the half-elf.

Just when everyone thought that the half-elf would scream and fall, they only heard two sounds, and the two hand axes bounced out to the left and right, and at this time, a short sword appeared in the hand of the half-elf.

As an excellent ranged class, the orcs reacted quite quickly, and then the four hand axes were thrown out in two rounds, and at this time, the other orcs also rushed up with their weapons.

"Attack Reflex!"

With a shout from the half-elf, the two hand axes that had obviously been split on his head immediately flew upside down, followed by two terrible screams from the orc formation, and the two axes slashed into the foreheads of the two orcs.

The orcs, who had been reduced as soon as they came up, were taken aback, and before they could recover their senses, the half-elves broke into their midst, slashing with their soft swords.

Screams rang out again and again, and every now and then an orc threw away his weapon, fell to his knees in pain, clutched his wounds, and then slammed his head into the grass.

In just five or six minutes, except for the half-orcs who were sitting on the ground in fright, the eyes of the other orcs, including the orc leader, lost their life.

The half-elf walked slowly towards the half-orc, stepping on the lawn that had become muddy from the fight.

"No, don't kill me, my lord! I know it's wrong, please spare my life. ”

The half-orc, covered in mud, was terrified, and he kept rubbing his body against the slippery grass and retreated, his mouth begging for mercy, and his eyes full of fear.

"I'll let you go, it's okay. But I'm going to take something from you. ”

The half-elf paused for a moment and snapped his fingers.

The orc's face was overjoyed, and he immediately stopped retreating, but then a ray of light flashed from under him, and a heart-rending scream immediately rang out from the grassland.

The half-elf carried a short sword at random, and a piece of flesh dripping with blood was stuck in the blade, and behind him, there was a half-orc who was constantly rolling on his lower body.

"Hmph. ”

Coldly watching the orcs gradually lose their breath due to excessive blood loss, the half-elf snorted coldly, shook off the filthy thing on the short sword, rubbed the sword on the riding boots, reinserted the scabbard, and then pulled the reins to the north.

The tall steed neighed, raised its hooves, and galloped north.