This roar was earth-shattering, rolling and echoing in the valley, it can be seen that Ota was really angry, and at the same time as roaring, Ota also passed instructions to it, but in a hurry, Ota himself didn't know.

At this time, Ota, who was chasing after him, saw Xiaobai suddenly loosen his claws, and the half-orc fell down instantly, and the sharp arrow in his hand was dangerously pierced on its belly feathers, but fortunately, it did not pierce into the flesh, which also made Ota breathe a sigh of relief.

The half-orc rolled in the air and fell, although there was a thick layer of snow, but the height of more than fifty meters was enough to drop him half to death, and his bones were broken.

Xiaobai's abdomen was gushing with blood, a miserable scream, and his body was even more shaky, flapping his wings hard and struggling to fly, but he still couldn't recover the fate of falling, but fortunately, he could barely flap his wings, and finally rolled and fell into the snow.

"Stupid ......" Orta ran forward with a low curse of hatred, and then immediately covered its wounds, and the white light on the palm of his hand continued to enter its abdomen, repairing its injuries.

The sharp arrow pierced Xiaobai's intestines after piercing the abdomen, and then when it was pulled out, the inverted blade of the arrow ripped off a large piece of flesh, and the feathers on the entire abdomen were bright red at this moment, but fortunately, Ota could treat it in time in front of him, otherwise he would definitely die.

In the snow cave where the orcs fell, there was a miserable roar, and the running orcs instantly surrounded the vicinity, and dozens of orcs rushed towards Ota.

"Get the fuck out of here. Ota left a cloud of white light in Xiaobai's wound to repair, and then raised his twin swords to meet him, at this moment, he just wanted to kill.

I saw a light mask appear in an instant to envelop Ota, and then the light on the two big swords flashed, and the **** came out in an instant, and several roars immediately sounded in the beast herd, and then I saw the stump and broken flesh splashing in all directions, and the snow was instantly stained red with blood.

The denser the orcs, the more powerful the magic bead sword became, and as for a few scattered orcs, with the sharpness of the big sword, he was cut into several pieces by a few times, and in just a few minutes, dozens of orcs became a pile of minced meat.

The orcs gathered around the orcs went berserk, but at this time, they heard a low roar behind them, and the next moment, those orcs slowly retreated, and then turned and galloped away.

Ota was surprised, but he didn't expect that when he was about to start killing, the undead orc leader actually ordered the orcs to leave, which once again subverted Otta's perception of orcs.

Before, the orcs seemed to see the situation clearly, so they wanted to take the orc away, but it was he who lured him back with the whistling of the orc leader. At this moment, his people were being slaughtered by themselves, and the orcs were able to order the orcs to abandon him and flee, and from this point of view, this orc was obviously different from the other orcs.

He knew how to avoid danger rather than fight to the death, and he would order the orcs to sacrifice themselves to save them...... This really surprised Ota and made him even more curious.

The orcs galloped away, and Shiro lay in the snow in a stable condition, so Ota walked up to the orc.

At this moment, the half-orc's legs were twisted, two leg bones pierced out of the knees, Sensen's white bones were stained with blood, the wound on his shoulder was no longer bleeding, but it was covered with ice ballast, one hand was pressed under him, a feathered arrow was diagonally leaking out of his chest, and there was viscous blood in his mouth full of sharp fangs, which was gushing out with his breathing.

He was still alive from such a serious injury, and his strong vitality shocked Ota too.

Orta crouched down cautiously, and at this time, the orc turned his head to look at him with great difficulty, and after struggling for a while, he actually showed his fangs, and looked at Orta with an extremely vicious gaze.

Seeing that he could no longer hurt people, Ota smiled slightly, put his hand on his chest, and after chanting a spell, a ray of white light entered the orc's body.

Ota just wanted to see if this half-orc could still be cured, but as soon as his orc spell was recited, the half-orc's face changed drastically, which made Ota also stunned.

Before he could react, the orc opened his mouth and uttered a few incomprehensible syllables, which, though strange, made Orta feel as if he did not understand, as if they were in the same vein as the orc spell he had chanted.

"What do you mean?" Orta asked anxiously, as his spell snapped.

The orc's eyes darkened when he heard his Terran language, and at this moment, another mouthful of blood gushed out and ran down the corner of his mouth.

Orta hurriedly chanted the spell again, and the white light in his body immediately drilled into the body of the half-orc along his arm, and the half-orc seemed to be shaken by his spirit, and said something to Orta again, but unfortunately his voice became lower and lower, and he lost his breath without saying a few words.

Ota shook his head, the moment the white light entered the body of the half-orc, Ota had already felt it, a large amount of blood had accumulated in his chest, and the feather arrow also pierced his heart, although it did not pass through the middle of the heart, but the sharp arrow still cut a hole, coupled with the lack of timely treatment, he was powerless at this moment.

Just when Ota withdrew the white light with some chagrin, he didn't expect that a cold cold current suddenly appeared in the half-orc's body, and it instantly entangled with the white light and drilled into his body.

This feeling, Ota is too familiar, that is, the feeling when absorbing the magic bead is the same, but he has not touched it......

In the ears and nose of the half-orc, a faint black smoke suddenly came out, and this picture Ota had naturally seen it, but before this, it had happened to him, but at this moment, it appeared through the body of the half-orc.

This evil thought was much stronger than the one in the lakeside camp, but fortunately, this time Ota was not injured and unconscious, and his physical condition was also very good, at this moment, his face was black and his eyes were trembling, and he did not fall into a coma.

That lustful thought, although the white light could suppress it, could not prevent it from entering the body, and the next moment, it burst out in one place with another strand that was extremely hidden, making Ota can't help but want to howl.

In fact, Ota didn't have to think about it, and knew that his roar must be the roar of the orc leader, and then, he was going to transform into an orc, with thick hair growing all over his body, and then his face bones bulging forward......

But his sanity has not been lost, and his belief has become stronger and stronger after many times of such tempering, so Ota bit his lip fiercely and even shed blood, and finally slowly suppressed the impulse, and at the same time, the white light in his body began to swim non-stop, although the effect was not good, but it barely helped him suppress the cold feeling.

Time passed imperceptibly, and the valley was very quiet, except for a large patch of bloodstained flesh in the snow, there was only Ota sitting on the ground, and a griffin standing up slowly not far away.

"Quack. ”

Xiaobai looked at Otta's figure, then walked over with a shake of his feathers, and the sharply curved beak rubbed against Otta's body. At this moment, Xiaobai seems to feel a little different, but the specific place that has become different has to be slowly experienced by Otta. (To be continued.) )