Shuttling through the jungle, it feels like you are walking to a higher place step by step. There are towering mountains on both sides, and the peaks are covered with clouds. Exhale and blow away the white confusion. The clouds rolled down and shrouded again. It seems that it has come to an end, and there is no road in front of it. There is only one mountain towering into the sky. Looking back, the condescending position makes the climber feel dizzy.

At the top of the mountain stood a sparkling red stone, perhaps the droppings of a colorful bird.

But when the elder decided to leave, a young orc went to the grass and pulled a soak of. By accident, a cave was discovered.

The elder said, "There will be something unexpected. ”

Walking in, it was obviously another world.

Looking up, there was a faint glow on the roof of the cave.

That's how the plants here should survive. They come in a variety of shapes, with a reddish sheen that spreads all the splendor of this place.

The hungry orcs swallowed the reddish fruit into their stomachs.

The light of the fruit penetrated through the stomach and flesh of the orcs. You'll see glowing red slurry all the way down your throat and into your stomach. It's amazing.

The miraculous fruit undergoes strange changes in the climber's body, and even makes the climber feel a kind of pain. On the shoulder blades, bone spurs that are growing break through the flesh and emerge. Encountering the air, it turned into a pair of mist-colored wings, covered in red bloodshots. Inadvertently, he only moved his arm and got up from the ground.

Use your wings to pluck away a layer of smoke and take off and land in the air. Looking down, the world below is colorful. Gorgeously makes the orcs think it's just a dream. These wing-waving orcs came to be known as Nightmares.

The Nightmare King decided that all his people would step out of the cold swamp forever and enjoy every inch of the green land. So the Nightmare tribes scattered in the deserts, jungles, and mountains gathered together after a long journey, and gathered into an army, intending to hunt all the lands and aliens. Compared to orcs, Nightmare Beasts not only have wings to soar into the sky, but also have taller bodies. The queen was left with only a group of orcs, young and old, women and children, and the adult orcs were captured, the obedient were reduced to slavery, and the rebels were killed. The queen was also captured.

The Nightmare King consults with the elders of all the tribes on how to punish the Queen.

The savage Nightmare tribe is equally faithful, and a stone statue of a god is enshrined on a high stone platform.

The fog was so thick that no one could see clearly, and from afar, there was only a clear outline. The fog evaporates from the surface of the earth and rises to the sky. In the hazy sky, the sun and everything shine together.

The steaming fireballs were red suns, and they illuminated the gloom around the gods.

At some point, the red sun gradually sank, and due to the distance too close to the earth, the adult nightmare beast jumped, and the sun's blazing tongue of fire was within reach. As a result, the glowing leaves around the sun withered. The grass wilted, and the flowers shrank into buds.

Before the ritual begins, the Nightmare Beast uses a knife to cut off the thick hairs that cover its body, including the hair on its chest and rumps. A more intelligent Nightmare Beast weaves a semi-dome dwelling with glowing rattan, and the dome shields the scorching sunlight from large pieces of hide. Surrounded by sparse air vents. You can look at the sacrifice through the bright hole, almost naked.

The dying aliens were thrown into the raging fire and screamed. They were to be burned alive and sacrificed to the gods. Eradicate plagues and plagues.

The bound queen did not eat or drink, only a handful of bones wrapped in a thin layer of skin, and the blue veins were protruding. During this time, the queen has been silent, quietly waiting for death. The waiting dwarf would moisten its chapped lips with cotton wool dipped in water.

On the day of the festival, the droppings of colorful birds burn in the hazy twilight sky. Bursts of sporadic fire were scattered, converging into a glowing rain of light. Under the action of the wind, the sky is falling. Looking from afar, there are a few sparks and a few prairie fires.

The queen was tied to a hillock made of dry wood to say goodbye to God. God is on a high platform, and I am more of a dwarf than God.

The tall god is the god of punishment for the Nightmare Clan, and according to legend, the first Nightmare King, who was invincible in the past, and one hundred and ten warriors all died at the feet of the god.

Now another king is dying. And I've become a slave.

The barbaric ritual begins, and the sacrificial Nightmare Beast lights the woodmounds with torches.

Flames lit up the Queen's face. I saw the "prickly man" on his pale face again. The pattern is very clear, and it has a kind of deep attraction to me, but I don't know why? I want to save Madara.

Not far away, I roared like a thin dwarf orc, throbbing like a struggle. A couple of strong nightmare beasts tried to push me, a gnome, to the ground.

I got angry and bit down on a hand that was blocking me. The bitten Nightmare Beast was annoyed and punched and kicked me.

The Queen, she lay silently motionless, letting the flames scorch.

The Nightmare Elder began to sharpen the knife left over from the time of human civilization. Through the firelight, the knife glittered, and the sharpened brighter and brighter.

The elders are to skin the queen in the burning flames.

I could clearly see the red lines left by the knife cutting through the skin. The lines slid from her ankles and spread to her beautiful face. Later, the old man began to tear the queen's skin savagely and carefully.

The poor queen shuddered, and when I saw her in pain, I suddenly had a kind of thought, hoping that a fireball would cross the sky, and the wish came true, and the fireball fell from the sky like a meteor, and fell exactly on the queen's viscous body, and the blood was full of fire, and everything was blurred.

Later, the queen flew up with a fireball. They don't fly high, like fluorescent leaves blown in the wind, rising and falling, spilling hot droplets of blood on the ground.

The nightmare beasts below the platform were indifferent, and the murderous Nightmare Elder lifted the queen's skin and carefully draped it over the idol. My pupils were dilated, and in the hallucination, the red sun and the queen were like a meteor passing through the sky, the farther away the smaller it became. until it turned into a little spark and disappeared.

On the high altar, the still gods watched the beasts raise their heads and howl to the sky. And so it all ended.