The demon army besieging Gnutting retreated to the demon city of Calgana. In the long streets and aisles of the city, they lit bright campfires, and each one gathered around, shouting and swearing in their powerful demon language.

On the iron frame of the campfire, the calves of the Great Demon Domain yak that they hunted from the nearby Enston Wilderness were baked, and the horns of the adult male of the yak could reach two meters, and it stabbed to the sides in a spiral tilt, chopping their sharp horns into small pieces and stringing them together with animal skin threads, which could be used as a translucent ornament on the demons' bodies.

Compared to Gnutting, the demon army suffered heavy casualties. Gathered around the campfire, the Rakshasa and the demons were biting the fresh meat of the yak calf, and he picked up a large stone bowl filled with water on the ground and drank a few sips. Then he stroked the wound on his arm that was stabbed by the short blade of Argos of Aziz, and scolded in a loud demon language: "Cheap human, if you face him head-on, I will tear him into pieces of minced meat with both hands!"

"Lord Rakshasa of the Devil. A big demon slayer said point-in-cheek. "So many of our compatriots are dying today, just because of them, the lowly and inferior people who are sneaking up on us from behind, plus Duves, the hellish river blocking the way for my great demon clan to advance. ”

"Shhh The Rakshasa roared, "Tomorrow I will bury Duves and make what humanity is proud of come to naught!"

"Nothing!" "Nothing!" as they roared angrily, a winged demon suddenly rushed from the direction of the Great Pentstone Wasteland, and he circled in the sky for a moment, shouting loudly, "Lord Demonli has an order for you to force the Gnutites to hand over a human named Nudi, and if they hand him over, you should spare the Gnuttinians and take the Nudi to the Temple of the Byronsimothy Heaven, and if they do not hand him over, you should kill all of them." ”

With that, he casually dropped a cyan iron plaque engraved with the black sacrifice pattern of the Warcraft.

A large demon slaughter picked up the iron card and ran towards the demon rakshasa.

The Demon Rakshasa stood up suddenly, took the iron plate with one hand, and roared angrily: "Why do you want to do this? Are you afraid that the weak human beings will not succeed? They have killed so many of our compatriots, how can we let them go!"

"Your obedience to orders is not only the will of Lord Amoli, but also the will of God. With that, the Winged Demon flew away into the infinite darkness in the distance.

The demons roared incessantly, and they were all dissatisfied with Lord Amoli's orders.

The sky was cloudy, and the moonlight was like a silver thread. The warriors of Gnuting walked on the boulevard with torches. Several black hussars pulled up the big iron cart side by side and walked in the center, and the warriors walked on both sides of the avenue, and the warriors in the iron cart were all warriors who had died in battle today.

Moments later, they all arrived at the cemetery of Prosyllon.

The Gnuttins did not need a coffin for burial, they believed that clay was the purest thing, and after a long time they buried the bodies of the warriors, but there were no tombstones here, and it was a great honor for the Gnuttins to be able to erect a monument after death.

"Tomorrow morning we will bring the tombstones from the city and set them up," Canglun Pass shouted to the people in front of him as he stood in front of the giant tombstone of Pronosilon, "the warriors died for Gnutting, their heroic deeds will always exist in the history of Gnuttin, even if Gnutting unfortunately perishes one day, it will become a branch of the history of Tirota, our ancestors are the people of the Great West City, the powerful people of the Western Lingdu, even if we move here, we are still their descendants, we will never forget this." ”

Everyone held torches high, and their red faces showed incomparable determination.

Orvilles and the others stood in the first row of the line, and Canglun Pass continued to say in a loud voice: "Warriors! Prossillon's predecessor has always been regarded as absurd and ridiculous by others to create Gnutting, but he insisted on his dream, withstood ridicule and the attack of the demon army, and successfully realized this dream that the cities of the Feather Realm thought were stupid talents, without them, there would be no land, no land, and no us now! This land is our mother, as long as we live, we will not let it lose the slightest!" Unless we die on the battlefield and never come back again!"

"Defend Gnutting to the death!" the warriors shouted with raised arms.

Motor stood in the front row, not as usual, now he was weak and pale. As soon as he raised his fist, he suddenly leaned forward and fell to the ground with a thud, Canglun Pass was stunned, Motor's usual strength, ordinary humans are incomparable, he will not fall to the ground because of a small injury, Cang Lam Pass slammed forward, everyone saw it, they all stopped shouting, and watched this scene.

"Motor!" Granpass knelt down and pulled Motor off the ground with his broad arms, "What's wrong with you?"

"Father," said Motor, smiling palely at Lentus, as they saw blood dripping from Motor's mouth and running down his scaly jaw.

"Are you hurt??" said Celem Pass grinning bitterly at Motor, searching for the wound on his body repeatedly.

At this time, Motor vomited a mouthful of blood again, "No, no, father, leave me alone, I can't do it anymore." He struggled to utter such long words in one breath.

Kendinik, who was standing on the side, remembered the scene on the battlefield and stepped forward to explain: "Master Canglunpas, I should die, when I fled from the Divine Birth Gate, Motor used his body to block the black evil fist of the leader of the demon army, a Heavenly Demon Dao Great Warman, he didn't react at the time, I thought he was wearing flesh armor and was fine, so I didn't say anything. ”

"There's a great magician there, and his punches can break through steel. Po Li said, holding two broken iron rods.

"Damn!" Azez said angrily, "That guy has already hit my flying blade, but he can still hurt people!"

"Motor, you are so badly injured, why didn't you tell me earlier? Why did you endure it? By now, you see...... You, like everyone else, are part of Gnuttin, the bravest warrior of Gnuttin!" said Cerompass.

"Father. Motor's hideous face showed a smile again, a smile warmer than the morning sun, more precious than a flower, and only to hear him say something like this in his voice, "I, I am really grateful to my father for giving me such a life, allowing me to live in a warm and spacious human palace since I was a child, working hard to raise me in the eyes of all your fellow human beings, teaching me the virtues and great power of human beings, in fact, even if you can't stand everyone's opinion to kill me, I will not have the slightest resentment, I was born with such a fate, my face is hideous and terrifying, and it is hateful to human beings, I will look down on myself for a long time, and I want to have the same kind face as you human beings, and even want to kill myself。 ”

Between the words, he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood again, and he still smiled and said: " On that occasion, when I was very young, almost everyone in the main hall spoke fiercely about driving me out of Gnootin and throwing me into Duvis, and you alone were the only one who did nothing to stop me, and I will always remember your angry face at that time, and I was destined to follow my father all my life, and I was always wandering and weeping in dark corners, and I did not dare to see anyone, for fear that they would find out about my ugly face, and it was my father who gave me light, and I lived to be able to make him feel pleased, even if it was a little! I'm also going to be very happy, I'm not going to do something that would disgrace my father, and how can I say this little injury, this little injury?"

"Motor, my son!" "What you have done for Gnouting is obvious to all, I am very proud to have a son like you, you can do things that no one else can do, you have completed one feat, now the people of Gnouting have accepted you, they have all agreed with you, what kind of man and demon, there is no racial boundary in the world, and the innate saying does not exist at all!" That kind of stupidity can only be said by the mouth of a thug who is full of darkness and hatred in his heart!"

Motor began to gasp for breath, he used all his strength to hold his breath, smiled and said, "Father, I am very grateful to you, to be your son, Motor has no regrets in this life." With that, his eyes were closed, and there was no more breath.

"My son!" cried out Celem Pass in grief, "you always look at other people's faces and act, and when you are about to die, you think about others, good you!"

All the warriors mourned the death of Motor, they did not expect that Celem Pass was not only a heroic and unruly king, but also a king full of great love. (To be continued.) )