At the Rock Village Dinner Place, a huge brazier has been lit, and whole wild boars and snow deer are being grilled. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoMany orc children salivate wildly, and their eyes are straight.

This kind of wonderful scene is not common, and in the winter of Razor Ridge, due to the cold, the beasts are either rare or too powerful, and the orcs eat the most purple-leaved potatoes they grow. These two fat wild boars and snow deer were hunted by the Bato brothers by accident.

Milega and the old village chief Tatar Ballo, as well as many orc villagers, were present, but the scene was not very enthusiastic, and there was even a tragic atmosphere.

One of the seven orc militiamen who went to track down the boar people in the morning did not return. If it weren't for the wolf cavalry appearing in time, the remaining six orc militia would definitely die on the road.

None of these beast militias had the talent to cultivate war songs, nor could they enter a berserk state, they were genuine croppers, only slightly stronger than human farmers. In Orgreta, these orcs can only do one occupation - hard labor, and they may not even be able to obtain the right to mate.

However, they brought back a very important piece of information - the discovery of a den of the Boar People. This den is deep in the nearby Misty Forest, with a few rudimentary houses and watchtowers.

Wild boar man dens are becoming increasingly rare in Dolot. Since ancient times, the boar people have been in a semi-civilized state of existence, establishing many rudimentary villages or strongholds in the Thorn Wasteland. More than ten years ago, under the extermination of the orcs, the slightly larger groups were uprooted.

Today, most of the boar people hide in the cloud swamps southwest of Dolot, occasionally intruding on the trade routes of the orcs and human kingdoms, and have become out-and-out terrorists. The other boar people live in the forests or wilderness, mostly burrowing, and their poor civilization has regressed again, becoming more barbaric and ignorant.

"It's unimaginable that I haven't seen a boar man den in ten years at Razor Ridge. The evil boar people take all living beings as food, and if they are allowed to multiply, the old and young of the Rock Village will not dare to go out in the future. The old village chief, Tatar Ballo, chattered worriedly, and looked at the orc hero Milga pitifully.

"Don't take action against the boar people, Lord Millega, tomorrow our brothers will go and kill them all and burn their villages. Bato gulped down his wine, in the eyes of the orcs, the boar people were just a bunch of uncivilized outcasts, and it would be a shame for the orcs to use heroes.

Mondo nodded, "I'll go too." ”

"Brother, your wounded ......"

"Hmph, the needles of the boar people are not as good as toothpicks. ”

Although the orcs did not know what toothpicks were, they were very satisfied with the boy's courage. Soon, the orcs made a plan to eradicate the boar people - early tomorrow morning, four wolf knights will kill directly into the boar people's lair.

After the extermination plan was decided, the atmosphere in the house gradually became lively. The orc villagers frequently raised their glasses and saluted the wolf-riding warriors. Razor Ridge was far outside the northern frontier of the Empire, and was technically outside of Dorot's jurisdiction, so it was impossible for Prohibition to cover it, and in the harsh winters, drinking alcohol could help keep out the cold, so every village had a liquor store.

However, this wine is made from purple leaf potatoes and has a worse taste than the medicinal wine of Millerga. Of course, for the sluggish taste buds of the orcs, the taste is not much different.

Many oil lamps were hung in the village of Boulder, especially at the entrance of the village, as if it were daylight. Many orc children run and frolic in the village, and the snowstorm is too fierce during the day to go out, and they are only able to play outdoors at night. The arrival of the wolf riders made them feel very safe, forgetting about the danger and fear for a while.

Mondo stood alone at the entrance of the village, looking at the darkness in the distance, letting the ice wind gently blow his face, and his heart gradually became resolute. From the first day you came to the Karen Continent, you should be aware that this magical world full of hatred and slaughter, there are no so-called humans or beasts, only friends and enemies!

Kill, just to survive!

When Mondo woke up the next morning, the storm had not yet picked up. His strength had fully recovered, and the pain in his body had disappeared without a trace, and he waved his left arm to find that the wound on his shoulder had completely healed. Last night, he entered the "Shamanic Soul Realm" again, and once again reproduced the miracle of "sleeping and resurrecting with full blood".

In fact, the lethality of the arrowback pig is not strong, if you cultivate the "Frost Stone Skin" battle song, the acupuncture will not be able to break through the orc's skin at all.

The shackles of his mind and body were removed, and he felt like he had been reborn, and he felt that he had become a lot stronger.

The stone in Mondo's heart was finally put down, and he had been worried that he would not be able to enter the soul realm due to the interference of the murderous aura. Fortunately, after the "frost wolf-style" meditation, the mind finally returned to tranquility, and the night once again stepped into that mysterious shamanic soul realm.

Killing frantically during the day, and returning to peace at night! This is the interweaving of two completely different states of mind between orc warriors and shamans. Half murderer, half soul wise, for orcs, to easily switch identities between the two is simply a dream.

Even Gesar couldn't easily let go of his killing thoughts, become a Buddha on the spot, and then pick up the knife again.

However, Mondo has lived for a lifetime. After "staying at home to death", he restarted again, and he almost saw through the joys and sorrows of the two worlds, and was able to look at the Karen continent as a bystander.

In this way, he has the obsession to chase power in his heart, but he no longer has the obsession to distort human nature. Tomahawks can be picked up at any time, or they can be put down at any time. This kind of chic mentality, in addition to the great wise man who has read all the vicissitudes of life, can only be possessed by a traverser who is an outsider.

I want to take my destiny firmly into my own hands! Mondo has never been more ambitious.

A melodious wolf howl sounded at the entrance of the village, and the wolf warriors set off.

The wolf galloped for a long time, and the blizzard was raging wildly. The orcs stopped on a hill, and from here, through the dense wind and snow, a simple village immediately jumped into view, built on the mountain, much smaller than the stone village.

The distance is not far, and it is vaguely visible through the wind and snow, and there are many heads inserted in the sharp wooden fences around the village.

"This forest is always full of fog, and the boar people have established their villages here, which is really difficult to find. ”

Barto said as he rushed down the hill until he was a hundred paces away from the village gate, and then stopped.

The boar people village is very small, the gate is sealed with some wood, the fence around it is only half a man high, and the boar people are flashing behind it, obviously they are prepared. The wolf howl of the orcs sitting on the wolf has already conveyed the message of killing,

"I smell a rotten stench, there are at least a hundred wild boar people in this village, and they are going to kill them today. ”

Two wolf-riding warriors, wielding great axes and swords, slaughtered the boar man village. The half-human high fence can't stop the wolf from jumping. Two sitting wolves rushed into the village one after another, and the roar of the orcs and the screams of the boar people suddenly came and went.

Mondo gripped the handle of the axe, anger beginning to build in his chest. He could clearly see the slaughter in the village, the wolf cavalry jumping up and down in the boar people's village, and every time they attacked, there were dead and wounded. The spikes of the Sharpback Pig rained down on the orc warriors, but they couldn't pierce their skin at all.

Unlike human cavalry, sitting wolves are more agile than war horses, so they are better at roundabout, flanking attacks, and carrying out endless harassment and sneak attacks. Some of the wolf cavalry were armed with lassos and fishing nets, and were veterans of raiding homes.

However, for the Orc Blades and Berserkers, all tactics are unnecessary, and it is a naked slaughter.

"Kill!" "Kill!"

Although Mondo watched the battle from afar, he still felt the murderous aura accumulate in his chest little by little, and the weight of the tomahawk gradually became lighter. He carefully experienced the changes in his body, and felt that the murderous aura was gradually eroding his nerves and controlling his consciousness, and the process was very strange, as if he was being hypnotized.

With that comes the feeling of madness of power and destruction of everything.

The feeling of the mind falling into an illusion and the arms and body gradually being filled with strength is really wonderful! It is like having a spring dream, full of energy, wanton and delusional, and the pleasure is endless...... Who wants to wake up from such a wonderful dream? No wonder many elite brute warriors will not be able to advance to become blade warriors for life.

Soon, he was completely immersed in killing intent. All the living things around him turned into a black magic tree, and with a roar of rage, he drove the wolf into the boar man's village......

Blood, howls and screams everywhere made Mondo more and more murderous, and the tomahawks flew up and down, and one by one the boar men died tragically under his sitting wolf. After yesterday's first battle, his battle axe became sharper and more murderous. Most of the wild boar people in the village were killed by three orc warriors in an instant.

In the distance, the orc sword saint Millega stared at everything on the battlefield nonchalantly, and his eyes flashed suddenly!

"Roar!"

An earth-shattering howl rang out in the village, and a house in the village exploded, and a majestic figure gradually emerged from the smoke.

It was a boar man with a flail, but he was so tall and strong that he was a line taller than Bartow, and the bristles of steel arrows were densely inserted all over his body, as if he were wearing a suit of spiked armor. At the moment when everyone was distracted, he violently swung the flail in his hand, and a shockwave visible to the naked eye rushed out like a sea of mountains.

The ground trembled, and the shockwave destroyed all the buildings in its path, crashing into Bartow. However, the Silver Moon Wolf King was very alert and dodged danger with one jump.

"Battlespirit Shock! This small tribe actually has boar people fighters. Ugg shouted in surprise.

This change inspired the orcs to fight. Barto roared, jumped high from the wolf's back, swung an elite giant axe of more than three hundred catties, and slashed it down with one axe.

"Bell!"

The battle flail of the wild boar people actually blocked this blow, and the collision of the elite giant axe and the flail emitted an extremely piercing roar.

Barto's eyes showed disbelief and joy, this boar man's strength was actually on par with him, even though he didn't use the strength of a berserker. However, such a powerful boar man has not been seen in the territory of Dolot for several years.

Once upon a time, boar people also had true warriors and were able to perform some powerful skills, however, they were either killed or banished to the Dust Swamp, rarely being seen.

Boar man warriors, who appear in Dolot, have only one end!

Die!

At this moment, Barto's heart was full of fighting spirit, wielding a battle axe to fight the boar man hand-to-hand. There is hardly any skill, and there is a naked competition for strength. The two erupted in astonishing devastation, and houses collapsed in the aftermath of the battle. The boar-man's flail, glowing crimson in the blizzard, seems to contain an evil force.

"Mondo, kill all the boar people!"

The appearance of the Boar Man Fighter lifted Ugg's spirits, and he was not worried about Bato's battle at all, the strong man of the Boar Man was only slightly stronger, and he couldn't even force Barto to turn into a berserker.

Mondo had already fallen into a killing frenzy, and the battle between Barto and the Boar Man fighters did not make him stay at all, but further stimulated the murderous aura in his heart, after all, killing intent and anger can be infected.

The flesh and blood of the boar man is much more fragile than the black magic tree, and every axe has a feeling of destruction, and the black blood of the wild boar man is sprayed on his face, making the desire for destruction in his heart rise sharply.

The appearance of the Boar Man Fighter did not turn the tide of the battle in the slightest, but made the battlefield more chaotic, with houses destroyed and many Boar People accidentally injured and then tragically killed under the Tomahawk.

The dust from the collapse of the houses was quickly blown away by the storm, and a dark cave appeared in the storm at the foot of the hill where the boar people village rested.

Mondo chased the boar people all the way and slashed wildly, and when he saw several of the boar people fleeing into the cave, he did not hesitate to jump down and rush in.

Outside the village, Millerga, who had been watching silently, moved and disappeared into the wind and snow.