Thorn's claws had not yet caught Ronald, and the qi had already locked on him, giving people the illusion that there was no escape, that there was no escape. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But in the next moment, Ronald's figure flickered, flashing from under Thorn's claws like a phantom.

"Huh?" Thorn was stunned for a moment, but Bear Claw grabbed it again: "The silver level also wants to run!" The difference in strength makes Thorn not worry too much at all, if a silver level can escape if he wants to escape in the hands of the gold level, then he can simply find a rope and hang himself.

Before the claws could get close, Ronald dodged again and dodged Thorn's attack.

"Hmph. ”

Thorn's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he realized that Ronald had a speed that ordinary silver-level players didn't have. Thorn changed his attack method, and the wolf's tooth iron rod swept directly over.

Since you can't catch it, just sweep it over with a stick.

The sound of breaking the air came, Ronald blocked the long sword in front of his chest, and the iron rod smashed directly up, like the terrifying power of the mountain collapsing, Ronald flew out directly and hit the ground hard.

Ronald lay on the ground, only to feel that his hands holding the sword trembled slightly, and the strength of the iron rod was completely beyond the range of his bearing. Not to mention that the physique of orcs is originally stronger than that of humans, even in terms of strength, the gold level has an advantage over the silver level.

Ronald exhaled lightly and struggled to get up from the ground: "Thank goodness I still have a credit left. ”

The surrounding bear-man warriors surrounded them, and their eyes were slightly puzzled when they heard Ronald's words, but it did not hinder them from coming up to arrest them.

Ronald directly summoned the system shop with his mind, and while the bearman warriors were not completely surrounded, he quickly bought a cylinder and held it in his hand, and threw it directly to the ground in front of him.

Boom!

The cylinder exploded, and a puff of white smoke quickly came out, enveloping a few meters in front of him.

"Be careful!" Thorn reminded him when he saw the strange white smoke.

Bang!

With two more muffled sounds, Ronald threw out two cylinders again in the left and right directions, and the white smoke directly enveloped his body.

The smoke was so thick that it enveloped even the place where the bear-man warrior stood.

I only heard the roar of the bear-man warriors, revealing dissatisfaction.

However, from their voices, Thorn could hear that he was not hurt, so he was slightly relieved.

"Don't chase just yet, beware of the smoke that is problematic. Thorn said as he pulled Bidia back a few steps.

Bidia also nodded solemnly.

Humans are not comparable to orcs in terms of physical fitness or combat quality. But the orc race has been suppressed in the Northern Wilderness Plains for thousands of years, because there are too many things among humans that they don't understand.

Towering walls, abundant war equipment, eerie magic traps, and even powerful magic cannons...... These are the things that humanity can live on.

Although this puff of white smoke does not seem to be dangerous, who knows if there is some kind of strange weapon researched in human society?

The orcs have already suffered too much in this regard, and all they can do is be careful, and be careful, so as not to suffer another dark loss.

Just when these bear warriors were cautious, Ronald had already taken this opportunity to fly out, using the light power of the cloud dragon's three folds to bypass them, preparing to escape from the remote corner.

"Dispel!"

An old voice suddenly rang out.

Hearing his voice, there seemed to be some kind of mysterious force in the air, and the thick white smoke quickly drifted away.

The white smoke cleared, and the bear-man warrior's gaze returned again.

"Shaman!"

The bear-man warriors all showed respectful looks.

The white smoke cleared, and Ronald's figure was revealed again, but at this time he had escaped from the encirclement of the bear warriors, more than ten meters away.

The old-faced shaman raised his crutch and pointed towards Ronald: "Slow!" The shaman's voice revealed a distant and mysterious, and an invisible force broke through the air along the crutches and hit Ronald directly.

The mysterious power has no direct destructive power, and Ronald didn't even feel the slightest discomfort, but Ronald, who performed the Cloud Dragon Trifold Light Skill, slowed down out of thin air, whether it was running arms or legs, there was a slow-motion-like slowness.

The shaman continued to hold his cane, his face expressionless: "Weak!" Another mysterious force broke through the air and hit Ronald again.

This time Ronald clearly felt a clear feeling of exhaustion in his limbs, his breathing became sluggish, and he felt a feeling of lightheadedness, as if he was suffering from some kind of disease, and it seemed that he was exhausted after running desperately for a day and a night.

Ronald's legs were weak and he fell directly to the ground, his eyes staring straight at him, like a fish thrown to the shore, and it was difficult to make even the most basic movement after leaving the water.

The surrounding bear-man warriors once again gave the aged shaman a look of respect and awe.

Just like the magicians of the human world, in the orc world, it is the shamans of various tribes who hold these mysterious powers. They don't have the terrifying destructive power of magicians, but in some other ways, they have even more terrifying powers.

A terrifying power like the power of a curse.

"Hang this human spy outside the tribe. Thorn waved his hand and commanded the bear-man warrior beside him.

The two bear-man warriors immediately walked over and took out the ropes that had been prepared and kneaded with tough animal tendons mixed with other materials, ready to tie Ronald up.

"Wait a minute......" The shaman shook his head and stopped them in his tracks.

Thorn was stunned for a moment: "Dad, is there any more problem?"

The old shaman slowly walked towards Ronald, who had fallen to the ground, and knelt down in front of the bear-man warriors, looking at Ronald carefully, and even sniffing lightly, as if he wanted to smell something special.

The bear-man warriors didn't quite understand the meaning of the shaman's actions, but it didn't matter, the shaman had a very high status in the tribe, and he thought of the same as the chief, or even higher! As long as he didn't betray the tribe, the shaman would get the support of the entire tribe in everything he did.

"You can't hang this human!" the shaman straightened up and said slowly.

"Why?"

It was Thorn who raised the question, and only the chief of the tribe was qualified to question the shaman's words.

Thorn didn't care about Ronald, but a human spy was often hanged when caught, which was the default way of dealing with the tribes. It's not like the Hammer Tribe hasn't done anything like this before, but the shaman has never stopped it.

Although the other bear-man warriors were equally confused, they did not have Thorn's confidence, so they could only say nothing.

The shaman turned around and said, "I smell a special smell from him, there is a special nourishment in the depths of his soul, which is the best sacrifice to the ancestors. ”

Sacrifice of the ancestors!

After the shaman's words were spoken, all the bear-man warriors showed excited expressions.

The orcs have their own unique beliefs, and unlike humans, in addition to the unified belief in the gods and goddesses, each tribe also has the custom of sacrificing sacrifices to their ancestors. Because the relationship between the various tribes of the orcs is extremely complex, the beast god only exists as the supreme spiritual belief, but it is recognized that the ancestral altar that can protect the development of the tribe is the ancestral altar worshiped by each tribe.

According to the customs of each tribe, ancestor worship activities are held for a certain period of time, and more benefits and benefits are exchanged for the tribe by offering sacrifices to the heroic souls of the ancestors.

Hearing that Ronald's soul would be the best sacrifice, even Thorn's expression became serious.

"There are still 2 days before the sacrifice ceremony, when the human being is slaughtered as a sacrifice and the soul is sacrificed to the ancestors, and the tribe will definitely be more prosperous. The shaman raised his cane and said with a strange emphasis.

Ronald was sore and weak by the spell of the Shaman of the Iron Hammer Tribe, but his mind and hearing were not affected in the slightest, so he could hear every word they said.

Sacrifice?

When Ronald heard this, his heart suddenly tightened.

"Lock him up, my spell will keep him weak for at least a whole day. But I'll continue to cast spells on him and make sure there are no problems before the sacrifice. The shaman was on crutches and in a ragged shape, like a harmless old man.

"Everyone who obeys the priest shall imprison this human spy and send men to watch over it until the worship of the ancestors begins. Thorn nodded, and commanded the bear-man warrior.

The two bear-man warriors quickly tied Ronald's hands and feet to death, and also tied an extremely complex knot to ensure that Ronald himself would never be able to untie it.

As for brute force to break free...... Not to mention that this rope was originally used to bind orc warriors, it is very strong, not to mention that Ronald also fell for the shaman's spell, and it is simply wishful thinking to break free.

After tying him up, a bear-man warrior lifted Ronald up and clamped him under his side, saluted Thorn and the shaman respectfully, and then took him away.

Ronald was clamped tightly, his whole body was sore, and he couldn't resist at all.

The shaman slowly walked up to Thorn's side, looked him in the eye, and said, "Before the ancestors, Bibo will come back...... If all goes well, he will return to the tribe tomorrow night. ”

Hearing this, Thorn's brows suddenly furrowed, but Bidia on the side showed a complicated expression.

The shaman said, "I know the conflict between you and Bibo, when the two of you fought for the position of chieftain, Bibo lost. He has never returned to the tribe after keeping his promise over the years, but this year's ancestor worship is an opportunity for him. ”

Hearing this, Thorn showed a look of surprise: "Is the soul of this human spy really so important?

"I don't know, but there is a special smell to his soul that I can feel. Moreover, even without him, I believe that the ancestors would have shared the benefits with us of the Hammer Tribe. ”

"Thorn, war is coming soon......"

"In a few years at the latest, those great tribes will surely come together again and call on all the orcs to unite to attack human territory, and I can feel the oppression before the war. ”

"And our Iron Hammer Tribe is now only one of you, a gold-level powerhouse, do you think that if war comes, you alone will be able to lead our tribe to fight for more benefits?"

Thorne stood there silent.

"We need stronger strength, at least two gold-level powerhouses, otherwise we won't be able to face those big tribes whose strength is far superior to ours. Even within the other gathered tribal alliances, our Hammer tribe will have a much smaller say. ”

"We orcs are not afraid of war, let alone death, but we have to plan for the continuation of the tribe. ”

"Bi Bo is coming back, he will be there on the day of the ancestor worship, and if the ancestor shares the benefits, Bi Bo will be the biggest beneficiary. If he can awaken the beast soul, our Iron Hammer Tribe will have two gold levels. ”

"It's for the whole tribe ......" (To be continued.) )