Chapter Seventy-Five: Les Miserables

The demon was shattered by Jabbar's ankle bones, but his body was still able to move.

The flames rolled over the Abyss Lord, its fury like an erupting active volcano, and soon, the spear with its blazing flames stabbed straight down from the sky towards Jabbar!

"Abdul-Jabbar. ”

Tucker roared, and the demon's spear nearly pierced Abdul-Jabbar's body.

In an instant, the Demon Hunter's unique Demon Hunting tool played a crucial blow, and the two-meter-long Demon Hunter Spear shot through the demon's arm.

The Abyssal Lord was impaled through the wrist, and the flaming spear was stuck against Jabbar's arm!

"Good ...... Risk"

The crowd finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But everyone doesn't know if this orc will stop everyone from hunting this demon next?

"Alright, now, I'm going to take this dark ranger out of here, and trust me, the demon can't move now, and when I come back in a month, I'll kill him with my own hands. ”

Abdul-Jabbar, who had escaped the disaster, turned around and picked up Raphael, who was already rotting on the ground, and explained to everyone that he wanted to leave. In fact, Abdul-Jabbar doesn't know where he will be in a month's time. The land of overseas elves, which is said to take three years to reach by boat, and must be guided by the secret smurfs, and now, Jabbar has nothing, neither elf guidance nor large ships, and trying to reach the overseas holy land is nothing more than wishful thinking, so to speak, it is almost impossible to complete.

But the feelings of the orcs are at work, and Jabbar can't tolerate the woman he loves to leave his reality, which is the biggest weakness of the orc uncle - too much affection.

Whew, whew, whew.

The demons behind him were snorting, and the flames above their heads were still bursting and burning. It was as if the endless anger was directed at the source of the war, Abdul-Jabbar.

Indeed, although the Great Chief of the Orcs fought soy sauce in the last battle, and even prevented the coalition from harming the Abyss Lord for a while, if it weren't for Jabbar, the ancient covenant would not have come into effect again, the centaurs would not come, the descendants of the witchers would not come, and the werewolves would not have stayed far from their forests and come here. Everything that happened here today is because of the presence of Jabbar, an orc who inspired the courage of everyone to die.

"Abdul-Jabbar, be careful!"

The crowd shouted frantically again, this time, no one had the ability to make the demon stop resisting, and the Abyss Lord, with his wrist pierced and his ankle smashed, struggled to pull out the only right hand that had not lost his mobility, and the flaming spear was once again sent out of the demon's hand, reaching the back of the orc chieftain!

"In the name of the Light!"

The crowd looked at the scene behind Jabbar in amazement, the human knight Leo struggled to pull out the knight's sword on the ground, after a short prayer, a golden light enveloped the knight's body, and in an instant, the ordinary iron sword seemed to be integrated into the divine power, and pierced into the demon's body with a bone-like posture!

The Abyss Lord's spear stopped less than a meter behind Jabbar! Obviously, the demon could no longer attack, because Leo's blow completely broke the demon's last will. Magma-like demonic blood was pouring out of the hole where the knight's sword had pierced.

"No, what did you do?!"

Jabbar turned his head and roared, almost hissing. The demon can't die, and he still controls Raphael's body. If it dies, Raphael will not be able to save it at all.

"He's going to kill you!"

Leo yelled in response. The orc in front of him no longer seemed to be the orc he knew at the beginning, but a savage orc who was carried away by emotion.

The demon gasped, its magma-like blood gushing out of the massive wound, perhaps even the demon was surprised by Leo's actions before he died. It has killed the demigod Tyrese, and where did this knight's power of light come from?

In the tragic death like a volcanic eruption, the body of the Demon Abyss Lord gradually fell.

And the Dark Ranger also died out completely with the demise of his master.

As if thousands of souls had been released, the wails of all the undead filled the Dark Temple at this moment.

"Roar. ”

Jabbar, who couldn't bear the loss of his lover, rushed at Leo angrily and knocked his comrade-in-arms, a friend of life and death, to the ground. Leo almost lost his breath when he swung the punch, the power of the orc's fury was not something that a human could bear, and Jabbar was angry and had lost his mind.

"Orcs!"

The barbarian leader rushed over and hugged Jabbar hard, preventing him from continuing to hurt Leo, the knight was the hero of this battle, he relied on his faith in the Holy Light, with his feelings for his comrades, he completely killed the demon, which in the eyes of everyone, he was a hero.

And right now, the one who needs to be calm the most is Abdul-Jabbar, the orc chieftain.

The demon on the ground is still the same demon, and the dark ranger is still the same dark ranger, but Jabbar knows that Raphael's soul will never return, and it has left this world with the demise of the Abyss Lord. Entered the world of the dead. Heaven and man are eternally separated, maybe this is the mood.

"I'm going to save her. ”

After being pulled away by the barbarian leader for a while, Jabbar sat on the ground and was stunned for a long time before remembering what he was going to do next.

"Where are you going?"

Everyone looked at Jabbar's sluggish expression, and they were all in a bad mood. The Great Chief led everyone to the Dark Temple after a lot of hardships, but on top of the Great Hall, he completely lost his beloved woman, and overnight, the best brother and the most beloved woman left, and everyone seemed to understand the crazy actions of the Great Orc Chief just now.

"Go overseas and find the demigods of life. ”

Abdul-Jabbar replied sluggishly, and at this moment, under the sky where the lightning storm kept hitting, a bleak and sad theater was coming to an end.

"It's dead and can't come back. ”

Leo lay on the ground, blood still oozing from the corners of his mouth and nostrils, but the knight still didn't want Jabbar to sink any longer.

"Forget it, you'd better let him quiet himself for a while. ”

Esalivan walked up to the wounded knight, and while helping Leo up, he also persuaded everyone to stop worrying about Abdul-Jabbar, this orc, Esalivan knows best, is a man who values love and righteousness. You can stick a knife in your brother's ribs, or you can go to the soup for the woman you love. This is what Abdul-Jabbar admires most about Asalivan, true temperament, real man.

"Let's go. ”

Carrying the rotting body of the Dark Ranger on his back, Abdul-Jabbar walked out of the Dark Temple step by step with tears in his eyes...... (To be continued.) )