Chapter 110: The Disaster of Forbidden Things

The werewolf general's words were obvious, deliberate, and seemed to have a purpose, which made Horst a little confused. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I think you're mistaken, it must be somewhere wrong. Now Horst can't afford to resist, just now he has seen the other party's means, just a few actions, Horst's move to save his friend. What does this mean? It means that the werewolf general in front of him is definitely much more powerful than Horst, and not just the fourth order, but even the fifth and sixth order.

"Make no mistake, it's you who we're going to arrest. Honestly, you have broken the taboo and can only obediently be the slaves of our werewolf clan. The werewolf general's deputy shouted, making everyone's faces a little pale.

At this time, the other orcs in the inn, especially the timid cat-people, trembled a little, and they didn't even dare to look at these werewolf soldiers.

"I thought it would take some effort to go to the Summoner Mage Guild to arrest you, but now it seems that it has saved a lot of trouble. The werewolf general's two ears trembled, revealing two fangs at the same time, as if smiling. It's an expression of extreme excitement after the goal has been achieved, and it's clearly a targeted action.

At least, that's what Horst thinks. The deputy's words, the werewolf general's expression, these subtle places, all revealed a lot of information to Horst. The werewolf clan, no longer the werewolf clan, has fallen into some kind of unknowable situation.

"Take it away!" the werewolf general's face suddenly darkened.

"Let's go!" the werewolf soldier shouted, urging the Horst crowd.

Horst was silent, his face was a little helpless, so he had to let the soldiers dare and walk in one direction.

Seeing this, the werewolf general entered the inn, and at this time, three people dressed in black were being made at a table in the inn.

"General, let the princess go, otherwise our patriarch won't be able to spare you. The voice of the man in black faintly reached the ears of the werewolf general.

"Princess?" the werewolf general felt a different aura, and it was precisely because of this situation that his face sank just now.

"Don't say you don't know, your orc race is inherently inferior, and compared to our race, it's a big difference. The words of a man in black were full of mockery.

The werewolf general's fangs were bared at this time, and his expression was a little unnatural. In other words, the werewolf general at this time was already in a state of anger.

"She's just a human being. The werewolf general walked over to the table, calmed down, and then sat down, "I'm capturing eight humans, five men and three women, I think you're mistaken." ”

"Make no mistake. One of them was a princess of our race, but her father was human. The man in black was clearly warning the werewolf general of something.

"I have the conditions. ”

"You, you don't have to talk about it. ”

"This is the Orc Empire, the territory of our werewolf clan, not to mention that I am the general of His Excellency the Wolf Patriarch. ”

"You're not eligible. What's more, with the ability of the three of us, we can sweep away all of your werewolf clan. ”

This sentence gave the werewolf general a great shock, and his heart was shocked. What is the origin of the three black-clothed people in front of him, and they would say such a thing.

"A word thing. The man in black urged again, "If you don't let go, I'll kill your patriarch right now, so that the group's plot can't succeed." ”

"......," the werewolf general changed color, muttered two sentences in his mouth, and immediately said, "I will do so." ”

"That's for the best, of course. ”

At the end of the street, a prison sits where everyone but the others are kept behind.

"You, come with us. Horst was called over by the orc soldiers, "The others are separated one by one, don't let the news go." ”

When Horst heard this, his face immediately turned strange. Originally, Horst planned to use the strength of the team to escape from prison on the way to be escorted, but now it seems completely impossible. The werewolf clan imprisoned themselves and Moria like this, which was equivalent to cutting off Horst's thoughts and thoughts.

"Call me something. Horst asked softly, these werewolf soldiers had a seeping aura, and at a glance they knew that they had experienced blood, and if they were not good, they might be killed, so Horst was still careful.

"The meaning of our werewolf general is obvious, tomorrow's gladiatorial battle will be played by you. This is the story of a battle between humans and demonic beasts, and the demonic beasts are ranked according to their strength, at least much stronger than you, a mage of the fourth order. The corners of the werewolf soldier's mouth crooked, and he said with a grin, "It's been a long time since I've seen anything about the Demon ** Vegetable Human Mage." ”

Walking through the dark and damp prison passages, the eerie laughter of werewolf soldiers can be heard from time to time, which makes Horst feel very uncomfortable.

"This is your prison, the treatment is okay. With a playful smile on his face, the werewolf soldier pointed to a cage at the end of the passageway, "Go in." ”

Then he kicked Horst hard behind him, and Horst subconsciously entered the cage.

"Vomit—" Hoste was almost stunned by the scene in front of him when he looked at it, and a gagging sound came from his throat.

This is the innermost cage of this prison, with black sewage on the floor, and on a single bed, a naked man, his body is swollen, with white, yellow, white oil dripping from his body to the ground, and small white creatures squirming on his swollen body.

The stench was stinking and the rotten smell was extremely unpleasant, and all kinds of disgusting scenes rose in people's minds.

"What is already dead cannot die again. Horst knew that the man was dead, and from some of the wounds on his body, it was from the gladiatorial fight.

"Formaldehyde beast! gathering, formaldehyde gas. Horst muttered as he gathered the magic elements and formed formaldehyde gas. At the same time, in the other hand, the water is formed by gathering. The two are mixed to form a solution - formalin solution. Formalin solution has a certain disinfecting effect and greatly improves the situation at hand.

When this work is done, the peculiar smell of formaldehyde permeates the cell.

"These hateful werewolf soldiers, you must find a way to save yourself. Horst thought to himself, in fact, he was thinking more about how to lead everyone out of here and then directly into the Crescent Mountains.

Soon, the putrid stench in the cell gradually cleared, and all that remained was the peculiar smell of formalin.

Horst put his hands together, and a ball of water appeared.

"Freeze that area first, so that it doesn't make people look sick. Horst muttered to himself, the water balloon gradually became larger, filling the location of the man's corpse, relying on the action of mana, the originally flowing water was constructed by Horst to form the shape of a coffin. It's just that in this coffin, lying is the body of the man who has been dead for a long time.

The temperature dropped sharply, and in a moment, the water coffin turned into an ice coffin. This is the real ice coffin, and the man's body is completely sealed inside.

"If you clean it up again, you will be able to live it completely. Horst kept cursing the werewolf soldiers in his heart, "Your uncle, can't you clean up this place? Prisoners are also human beings, so there are no human rights?"

A ball of water was released, covering the black sewage under his feet and freezing it, and Horst's face relaxed.

The prison is full of death, and it seems that everyone here is waiting for death.

"After all, there is a difference between humans and orcs. "Horst knew that there must be something inexplicable about the so-called forbidden things

It's a thing that may exist, there may be. It means that there are some people in the werewolf clan who deliberately target humans and make up taboos. On this pretext, the humans who set foot in Crescent City were captured and allowed to participate in gladiatorial battles.

From the werewolf general, some information can be obtained. After the gladiatorial fight, the people will be sent to the gladiatorial arena and become slaves there.

The so-called slave is more like an exclusive person who fights with Warcraft.

At least as far as Horst understood, some werewolves would raise humans, and humans and monsters would fight each other for fun, and the humans who were raised would be slaves.

This is the reason why humans rarely set foot on the orc continent, after all, there is such a tradition here, and no one wants to be captured and become a slave in the gladiatorial arena.

Of course, not every human who sets foot on the orc continent will encounter such a thing, after all, gladiatorial battles depend on the race. Some races don't rely on raising humans as slaves, in fact, only werewolves do. Those races rely on raising demonic beasts and engaging in gladiatorial battles between demonic beasts for fun.

After all, humans and orcs are fairly friendly with each other.

Horst thought in his head, trying to find a solution from the past and the advice given by Master Gna.

"Yes, the gladiatorial fight on the orc side is similar to heads-up. Horst finally remembered something about gladiatorial fights.

The so-called gladiatorial fight is actually a feast of abuse. No wonder there are human corpses here, it is obvious that the object of the gladiatorial fight is much higher than his own.

In the eyes of the orcs, the strong are respected. Therefore, the powerful tiger people and the lion people can become the ruling class. And those branches of the cat people, the rat people, etc., can only become the ruled class. The Orc Continent is a place where the class is clearly distinct, and because of this, those low-level orcs have a natural fear of the strong.

Just like the principle of the law of the jungle, whoever is strong is the ruler of this place. The same is true on the side of the gladiatorial arena, whoever is strong will be able to defeat the other party and become the one who survives. However, this is not the case, and the opponent who is two levels higher is often the one who survives.

It's not so much a gladiatorial fight as it is a torture.

Slow torture is far more than killing at once, bringing much more so-called happiness to werewolves.

One of the characteristics of werewolves is that they are cold-blooded. (To be continued.) )