He never thought that he would be struck by lightning anyway!

No one wants to rush in the weather with thunderstorms, but like all things in life, it is always full of helplessness. No one cares if you work too late, and God doesn't stop thundering and raining because of that. This thunderstorm was very unusual, the clouds were very low, and the lightning that streaked across the sky was clearly purple, but when it fell, it was silent, revealing a creepy weirdness.

No matter how fast you are, how can you be faster than lightning? It is only natural that you will be struck by lightning.

He felt himself float without the slightest weight, and at that moment he suddenly knew...... I am already dead! It turns out that there really is a soul in the world, but now I have become a wisp of ghost, where will I go? Is there really a hell of an underworld, heaven and hell?

He was originally an orphan, grew up in an orphanage, had no relatives, and saw too much indifference and sadness in the world for more than 20 years in the first half of his life. Death may also be a relief, when you see the king of Hades, you must ask for a begging, and you can't be so miserable in the next life!

The clouds in the sky did not dissipate, but seemed to boil and roll, forming a dark and mysterious vortex in the air. Not a single leaf or drop of rain was swept in, only the remnant soul could not escape and burrowed into the whirlpool...... The next moment the clouds cleared, revealing a bright sky and a bend of the moon, as if there had never been a thunderstorm just now!

From the moment he regained consciousness from his confusion, he was tormented by an excruciating pain. His own memories were forcibly stuffed into another completely strange soul, and the two strange souls entangled, repelled, attacked, and devoured each other...... Fusion, that feeling is like being scraped with a steel knife to the bone marrow of the whole body, life is better than death! The memories of the two souls are forced into one head, and each soul is from the deep fear of the heart, and subconsciously attacks each other wildly, they have no body, but they seem to be able to bite and devour each other. In my mind, two rays of light were tangled, flickering bright and dark.

I don't know how long the crazy struggle lasted, and they both lost. Whether it is the original owner of the body, or [he] who crossed over from the earth, they have gradually lost each other, they have forgotten some things, and they have also gained each other's memories, I don't know when, when they suddenly reawakened, the two souls have completely turned into one, and they can no longer distinguish each other!

"Baroque, Baroque, wake up, wake up!" An anxious voice came from afar, which seemed to be a little far away and could not be heard clearly. He snapped open his eyes, and was terrified. A thigh-thick, thin-scaled snake swam towards him. Swallowing the forked snake letter, those dark green eyes were cold.

I don't know where to give birth to a strength, he rolled on the ground a few times in succession, turned over and ran for his life in a hurry. In the distance, on a large isolated rock, two figures squatted in unison, shouting at him: "Baroque, climb up!

He was lucky enough to run towards the big rock before the big gray snake could catch up, and the two men grabbed him by one of his arms and dragged him up. The food slipped away from his mouth, and the sand snake at his feet was furious, its tail writhing on the gravel floor, and its seven or eight meter-long body swooped up and pounced on the rocks.

A thick animal bone slammed into the snake's head, smashing the snake far away and falling on the gravel ground. The sand snake shook its head, as if it had not been hurt in the slightest, and although it kept swallowing the snake letter in anger, it also knew that it would not be able to help the three guys on the rock for a while. He continued to walk around the big rock, looking for an opportunity.

"Huh, Baroque, you were almost swallowed by the sand snake, I told don't take any chances, we can't outrun the sand snake. A man said tremblingly, his voice full of fear.

Baroque took the time to look at the two men, and was immediately startled. The two guys were not very old, they seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, and although they had human shapes, they were very different from people. The ears are furry and erect high, like the ears of an animal like a wolf or a cat. There are hairy hairy whiskers on the cheeks, three on the left and right cheeks. The eyes are blue, and the pupils are erect, more like beasts than humans. The hair on his body is silver-gray, very beautiful, but a little more luxuriant!

Despite his reluctance to believe the answer from memory, Baroque had to accept it...... This is an orc, and he is like this, he has become an orc. The only thing to be thankful for is that although they are orcs, their appearance is not that hideous and terrifying type, except for the silver-gray almost transparent hair on their bodies, and the simple and dirty animal skin clothes, the two orc boys in front of them can be said to be very handsome and strong! I don't think I will be too bad............ Baroque comforted himself so much!

"Baur, Barrotan, is our food still there?" Baroque called their names. He received the memories of this body - it cannot be said that he received them, the memories from the earth and the original memories of the body were no longer distinguishable from each other, they were already one person.

The orc boy, who had just smashed the snake with a thick animal bone, dragged out a swarthy and dirty animal skin bag from a corner of the rock and poured out all the contents inside. Baroque was disgusted...... , five or six obese mice, frighteningly large, each weighing seven or eight pounds, two small sand lizards one foot long, with thin wrists, this is their harvest for a day and a night, but it is life-saving food.

It is a barren and inhospitable sandy wasteland, arid, extremely scarce in water, sparsely vegetated, and in a harsh living environment. If it weren't for the abundance of desert rats, small sand lizards, and sandworms...... , as well as sand dates, sand potato...... , the orcs who live here have long starved to death. But even if you want to get it, you run the risk of being swallowed by a sand snake, stung to death by a venomous sand scorpion, and swept away by a raging sandstorm. If you are unlucky enough to encounter terrifying magical beasts, such as the saro python and the poisonous fire scorpion, you will almost be dead.

The orc colony where the Baroque is located, there are only about thirty people, and it can't even be called a tribe, let alone a clan. The harsh environment made life in the village difficult, and if it weren't for the occasional rare ore in the gravel wasteland, which could be sold to human merchants or dwarven blacksmiths in exchange for food, I am afraid they would not have lasted long.

Ore is scarce and the environment is dangerous, noble humans and proud dwarves will not waste time on this little thing, and they do not live on this ore, only the orcs urgently need it, so it is conceivable that the price of ore is extremely low. The food returned each time was limited, and every orc in the tribe could not be idle, even thirteen or fourteen-year-old children like Baroque and Baur and Barotan had to come out to find food.

Despite their small numbers, when they call themselves, they still refer to their settlements as tribes. Ten days ago, the only five adult orcs in the tribe went to the human villages and towns to exchange for food with the ore they had dug up for a while. The tribe has run out of food and is in crisis.

Of the thirty men, seven were adult orcs (five went for food), six children, nine women, and the remaining eight were old orcs. The three Baroque were the eldest of the six children in the tribe, and the others were still young, so everyone except the old orcs and the three young orcs were at home, and everyone else went out in search of food.

They were lucky, caught two small sand lizards, found a gerbil nest, and harvested five or six fat gerbils. When I was about to rush back, I unfortunately encountered the big sand snake in front of me. Although this kind of fierce creature is not a magical beast, it is infinitely powerful, the snakeskin is as hard as iron, and the teeth contain highly poisonous, even if an adult orc encounters it, it will be bitten to death and swallowed if it is not careful, let alone three orc teenagers.

Fortunately, they jumped on the big rock in time, brandishing the beast bone stick to defend, and the sand snake could not attack for a while. Just now, Baroque took advantage of the sand snake's inattention and wanted to sneak down from behind the rock and go back to find someone to rescue, but the sand snake was very cunning, discovered his move, and quickly swam to chase after him. Baroque panicked and fell on the gravel floor, perhaps only for a few seconds, but when he got up again............ People are no longer the same people!

Asked Baur to carefully put away the food, Baroque looked at the sand snake swimming slowly under the rocks, frowned and remained silent. Of the three, Baroque was always the eldest, because he was very intelligent, and even though Baur and Barotan were stronger than him, they listened to him very much.

"Baroque, what should we do?" asked Barotan, who was fourteen years old, but was already one meter eight tall and sturdy like an adult, he was more timid, and seemed to be frightened by the sand snake!

"There's nothing left to eat in the tribe, and we have to rush back today. Baroque gritted his teeth, stared at the sand snake, and said fiercely: "Fight, the damn sand snake dares to stand in the way, let's slaughter it and bring it back to eat enough!"

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Barotan and Baur shouted in unison, "You are crazy, Uncle Bata is so powerful, he doesn't dare to face a sand snake alone, how can we kill it?"

Baroque stood up and looked around, looked around for a while, thought about what could be used around him, and gradually came to an idea. He called out to his two companions: "In this way, I still come to attract the attention of this sand snake, you ............!"

Baur and Barotan listened to Baroque's plan, and although they were bold, their faces turned a little pale. "Baroque, can you do it? We're unlucky enough to meet this sand snake, if we mess with that nest again, the three of us will all die here!"

Baroque glared at Baur, who spoke, "Hiding on a stone is also death, do you think that the sand snake will leave easily and let us go?" Everyone knows the cunning of the sand snake, they will never give up if they find their prey, and they will never give up until they are full. In the past, some tribesmen encountered sand snakes and were trapped on rocks for more than ten days, and when the tribesmen found out, they had starved to death.

Baur kept his mouth shut, and the three of them each took up a rudimentary weapon, the thigh bone of an unknown beast. Baroque stood on the edge of the rock, making a provocative sound towards the sand snake, which successfully aroused its anger, and kept swimming under the rock, shaking the snake's tail, making a sneering sound, and staring at the baroque with its eyes.

Baroque whispered without looking back: "You two pay attention, when I jump down, you immediately run there, remember what I said just now......

After he finished speaking, he picked up a head-sized stone, smashed it into the head of the sand snake, pounced on the sand snake by surprise, and then jumped forward and quickly ran towards another big rock dozens of meters away! The sand snake quickly came back to his senses, twisted its tail, and shot after it like an arrow!

Barotan and Baur jumped off the rock at once, one left and one right, running behind the rock!

A few hundred meters away in a gravel dune is inhabited by a litter of sand scorpion ......!