"Run, run, the orcs are coming......"

The screams continued, and the people on the street looked in horror, and outside the huge city gate, the overwhelming orcs poured from all directions, and within their eyes, fangs and mouths, salivating and bloody eyes, wielding rudimentary weapons, wearing thin animal skins, roaring and surging. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Run. ”

The street that had been stunned for a moment was boiling in an instant, and the vendors who had begged for a bargain a moment ago had directly lifted the stalls, and the coarse linen clothes rolled on the ground, screaming in horror as they rolled, and snot and saliva were scattered everywhere.

The dog-like citizens could no longer maintain their composure and arrogance, panicked, pushed and shoved, and did not care that the cherished clothes on their bodies were sprayed with snot, their faces were full of horror, their eyes looked in the direction of the city gate from time to time, and their black pupils were almost crushed into slag by fear.

Pushing, scolding, frightened, roaring, the citizens who lived and worked in peace and contentment erupted into an unimaginable combat power, a woman tore the strong man running by her, the old man held a cane and smashed it on the child's body, the strong man punched and kicked for no reason, and the whole street instantly became a pot of porridge, which was even more smoky than the most chaotic casino.

"Roar~"

The small leader of this clan brandished a giant axe and roared towards the gate in front of them, the chaos inside the gate turned into prosperity in their eyes, and their eyes were blood-red with excitement, and they moved their legs, without pity for their physical strength, and rushed towards the city gate.

"Why is this happening? Why are the orcs here?Have the two great cities of the steppe fallen?" the venerable scholar was terrified, and enough knowledge gave them enough fear that their already weak bodies trembled, and they could not stand steadily, and fell to the ground.

"Could it be that the world is going to fall into the dark state of the past? The human race was used as rations and slaughtered wantonly? Innocent children, what is the crime of killing people? Why? God, why?" The devout believer knelt on the ground, and the charity in his heart returned to the dark world in the file, and for a moment, he was overwhelmed with grief.

"The orcs are coming, run, run, run!" "Despair screamed, and the people in the streets fell into fear, and you chased after me, scrambling to run towards their homes, even though the fragile house did not provide them with the slightest safety.

The strong man relied on his body to squeeze forward unreasonably, and the person in front of him was roughly pulled to both sides with both hands, whether it was the old man or the child, or even the woman, they were pushed to both sides without any resistance, the woman screamed, they have always been regarded as a palm treasure How have they ever been treated like this, but the weak body even picked up the embroidery needle to gasp for a long time, in the face of the strong man, they have no ability to resist.

Suddenly, their chests were cold, the thick clothes disappeared from their chests in an instant, the white breasts were exposed, and the two pink dots shivered in the cold wind, like two red plums.

Before they could burst into screams, a few pairs of warm big hands touched them, rubbed them a few times fiercely, and the white and tender skin instantly had a few bruises.

The ugliness of human nature has never disappeared, he has always existed in the depths of human hearts, only by hypocrisy to obscure, the world will be so beautiful, once fear, panic, despair is discovered, hypocrisy will be torn apart without any accidents, and the ugliness in the hearts of human beings will be exposed.

The women understood the cruelty of society in a very short time, they got up from the ground, shook the two snowy whites on their chests, ran in the cold wind, and let the cold keep burrowing into their chests, just because they understood that such nakedness would make it easier for them to get a chance to live, and if it weren't for the cold, I am afraid that nothing non-artificial would be seen in them.

Children and the elderly do not have the capital of women, the old man lies on one side, slapping the ground angrily, venting his dissatisfaction with this cruel world, and his words have precipitated decades of their precipitation of the whole world, that is, swearing.

"Beasts, scum, you wolf hearts and dogs, have your consciences been eaten by dogs? I am your elder, where did you come from without me, you actually pushed me aside, you bastards, you should be stuffed into a dung pit and suffocated......"

But, as it is destined, no one heeds their words, even if they sound sounding true. The angry old man was dry-mouthed, and the cries of the children around him awakened their senses, and now was not the time to proclaim their morality.

The old people struggled to push away the children who were seeking safety by their legs, and staggered closely behind most of the people, and began their own escape journey. As for the crying children who are pushed away, who cares about them? When they grow up, they are just another wolf-hearted thing, so what is the use of them?

And from beginning to end, not a single one of the tens of thousands of people on the street thought of going back to fight the orcs, not a single one.

Of course, this kind of thing didn't just happen in one place, the seven major clans and hundreds of thousands of beast warriors slaughtered the three northernmost kingdoms.

The Kingdom of the Holy Emperor, the Fire Lion Empire, the Kingdom of Ktis

The countries on the fringes of the three major human kingdoms were devastated by hundreds of thousands of orcs, more than a dozen small cities fell in a single day, and millions of people were slaughtered by the orcs.

The Fire Lion Empire, three great cities- Yiku City, Yamei City, Kham City, three large cities with a population base of more than one million were completely destroyed by the beast clan after holding on for two days, all the people in the city except for the great nobles who fled early and took away the strength of the seven cities to defend the city, a total of 4.2 million people were slaughtered by the beast clan, and the death qi bred by the corpses piled up like a mountain essentially enveloped the three cities, under the black fog, a crystal clear blood-colored river flowed gracefully, and the blood of millions of creatures became a vein on this land, with a fresh and sweet taste to spread death to the distance。

The kingdom of the Holy Emperor, the city of St. Anse, and the city of St. Finland, two cities illuminated by the light fell into darkness, and the claws of the orcs tore apart the gate that was said to be given by the Holy See of Light that would never collapse, and poured into the city like a tide, turning all the churches into ruins, and the statue of the god of light in the Holy See of Light was used as a bed by thousands of orcs, wantonly **** on it Terran women, it is said that on that day, a total of 400,000 young women in the two cities were violated by orcs, and the statue of the god of light was piled up with a large area of filthy liquid, revealing a milky white viscosity, covered with cold snowflakes.

And these two countries are nothing compared to the Kingdom of Kthis, only a large city was lost, and the Kingdom of Kthiz, which lost 800,000 people, should have suffered the least loss among the three countries, but due to its proximity to the Kadi Mountains, the city that had just experienced the war was once again infested by the thieves, and among them, it included the Black Wind Bandits who were said to have been destroyed for ten years.

If it was just that, then the loss of the Ktis Kingdom was still not the heaviest, after all, the number of more than four million in the Fire Lion Empire was ahead, but unfortunately, the rumor that the Kadi Mountains were a refuge for the Dark Holy See may be true, and ten necromancers rode out of the Kadi Mountains on undead bone horses,

Disappeared in human history for nearly 10,000 years of undead magic with 10,000 years of anger, set off an undead natural disaster, the dead people came out of the realm of death, skeleton soldiers, zombies, gargoyles, black warriors...... Dozens of undead creatures that are only recorded in the scroll have descended again after 10,000 years, and the Grim Reaper's Scythe, which represents death, shows its blade and harvests life.

This group of monsters that have no pain, no senses, no fatigue, and no even death erupted with unimaginable combat power, and if the soul fire is not extinguished, the undead will not be extinguished, and the paladin was trapped in a very embarrassing forbidden place by the Great Omens of the Curtis Kingdom.

Dozens of nobles sent a blocking force was engulfed by the undead scourge in a few encounters, and then, the undead scourge snowballed in size. One by one, the fallen warriors got up again, picked up the long sword of the guard, and pointed the tip of the sword at their loved ones.

Enraged, the enraged king sent powerful warriors across the country, formed a combined army, and launched a charge against the scourge of the dead.

The month-level and day-level attacked in turn, harvesting the undead, and forced the pace of the undead natural disaster to stop at the first time, but that's all, this group of powerful warriors with noble status had almost no choice but to smash the skeletons in front of them again and again, ten, hundred, thousand......

As the shattered skeletons rise one at a time, the fear of the living and the dead is aroused in the hearts of powerful warriors, and the powerful opponents sometimes only make people retreat, while the undead opponents make people feel deep fear.

Finally, when a day-level warrior lost his mind and was blinded by a sudden throbbing bone claw, and finally drowned in the undead, the rout of this unprecedented army of the human kingdom began.

Thirty or forty day-level powerhouses took the lead in leaving behind tens of thousands of moon-level warriors, retreating to the rear with their lives, when the moon-level warriors found out, they had fallen into the heavy encirclement of the undead army, five or six hundred thousand undead army against more than 10,000 moon-level warriors, lost the suppression of the terrifying coercion of the day-level powerhouse and the weakening of the great sun-level phantom, and the undead whose individual strength was raised to the peak of the star by darkness were like a group of hunting wolves, even if the moon-level powerhouse still had the power of a lion, but in the end it still could not escape the fate of death。

And the rout was accelerated by the ten necromancers, and strange necromancer magic was thrown out of the hands of the necromancer, and the rich power of death was instantly entangled, and the curse that had never been heard of was all over the body—weak, corroded, and aging...... The feeling of powerlessness emerged from the bottom of his heart, and the fighting spirit that had been cultivated for many years in his body disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the hands that crushed the boulder were weak and weak, and he couldn't even hold the long sword in his hand.

The warriors glanced desperately at the endless sea of bones around them, laughed miserably, and waved the long sword in their hands to meet it.

"When"

The long sword fell to the ground, the sickle fell, and the unwilling warrior roared, and a bone claw was inserted directly into his mouth, and with a fierce grasp, on the warrior's throat, five bloodshot bone claws pierced through the flesh and stabbed out.

The warrior glanced blankly at the skeleton in front of him, his eyes were in a trance, and he fell to the ground and died.

In the tenth year of the Frost God Calendar, the undead magic appeared in the Kingdom of Kthis, thirty or forty day-level powerhouses fled without a fight, tens of thousands of moon-level warriors were killed, and the royal family of the Kingdom of Kthis was furious, and sent a letter to the Holy Mountain, informing the Holy See of Light and asking them for responsibility.

"So, Curtis VIII wants the Holy See to compensate him for the losses in this battle, and asks us to send the Knights to destroy the Scourge of the Dead?"

Pope Spiridion looked at the letter in front of him, and his face, which had been clouded for two months, finally smiled, but this smile did not look so friendly.

"I have only one question. Spiridion raised his head and looked at the three Great Elders in front of him, "Who among you gave this fool such guts?"

The three elders were silent, their faces solemn and indifferent, as if what Spiridion said had nothing to do with him.

"It's been a thousand years, old folks. Spiridion waved the letter in his hand, "Since you don't say it, then tell me how to deal with this matter?"

"Kill!" said Grand Elder Decus, his tone full of murder.

"It's too radical. Spiridion seemed to know Soy for a long time, and smiled indifferently, "What about yours?"

"I agree, kill!" Second Elder Cameron was expressionless, and he paused word by word.

"Perhaps, persuade him to abdicate?" the third elder Suo Yi said, "After all, the lord of a country, if he kills him casually, the impact on the Holy Court is not very good. ”

Decuss turned his head sideways, glanced at Soy, and snorted disdainfully in his nose, "When does the Holy Court care about other people's thoughts?"

"Agreed. ”

Spiridion smiled, looked at the two elders in front of him, and said, "Since the two of you have spoken, let's kill them." ”

"......"

Spiridion waved his hand to stop Soy and said, "It's easy to kill Certis VIII, just send a missionary, but after he dies, who will inherit the throne? ”

The eyes of the three elders narrowed at the same time, there are no descendants? If someone else said this, it would definitely make people laugh to death, Curtis VIII is the most heirs in the human kingdom, and it is unceremonious to say that the other two countries of the three northern kingdoms together do not have more than him, but if this is said from the mouth of Pope Spirition, then Curtis VIII will definitely have no heirs to inherit the throne.

The three elders glanced at each other, and Decus spoke: "Ispad, the son of Matsephine, the Grand Duke of the Kingdom of Ktis is my student, and I think he should become the king of the Kingdom of Kthis. ”

Spiridion smiled, "Then trouble the Great Elder to arrange for Ispard to go to the Kingdom of Kittis to deal with this matter." ”

Decuss nodded, "That's how it should be." ”

"That's good. Spiridion stood up and walked towards the top of the Holy Mountain, "Now, I'm going to go to the top of the Holy Mountain to talk to that honorable lord about undead magic, would you like to stay with me?" )