Siegel had lost his disguise since he turned into a skeleton and back again, so he reverted back to his black-haired and black-eyed appearance. The half-orc Hum had been hiding under the corpse, and when he saw Siegel from a distance, he let out a cry.

Siegel saw the orcs and while surprised by this magical reunion, it was not a matter of thinking about the fate script now. A controlled mad gladiator pounced on Hum and crushed the orc's body, his hands clutching his throat. Hum struggled, but his hands and feet were chained together, making it difficult to move and his movements clumsily pushing and shoving enemies. Siegel threw the Dragon's Tooth Dagger through a pair of fighting orcs and plunged it into the heart of the mad slave, killing him.

Wraiths flew out of the dead corpse and tried to burrow into the body of the hum orc. But there seemed to be a thin protective film on Humm's body, exuding a faint silver glow, and the resentful spirit couldn't get into it at all. The orcs were sweating profusely and seemed to be in intense pain. However, it was the Wraith who was defeated, and after the black smoke faded a bit, the Wraith left the orcs behind to trouble the other slaves.

The frantic orc corpse arrived right in front of Humm, and he pulled out the dagger from the back of his heart, cutting off the shackles on his hands and feet. Then he jumped to his feet and struck in the direction of Siegel. Hum's fighting skills have been honed in the course of fighting wild beasts, and although they are rough, they are also fierce and effective. Wild beasts attack with claws and teeth, as do these mad slaves. So Hum sees them as dwarfer bears, and as long as he doesn't get into a direct struggle with them, he can see the opportunity to slice their necks with a dagger.

On the other side of the room, Siegel uses the long chain as a whip, making it even more adept. In order to better carry out the plan in his mind, he had to temporarily hold back the idea of using magic and settle the battle cleanly with his superb martial arts. In his hands, the chains were like a boa constrictor, quickly wrapped around the enemy's neck, and then strangled to death. Siegel quickly joined up with the hum orc, and the two stood two meters apart.

Siegel noticed that the dagger in Humm's hand was faintly pointed at him, and there was a look of doubt and defensiveness in his eyes. There was already a clear sound of footsteps outside the arena, and the orc troops had arrived. The situation is so urgent that we cannot afford any further delays. So Siegel made a long story short: "Humm, Linko betrayed me to the orcs, after which I killed him. Do you want to kill me or run for your life?"

The orc frowned and hesitated for a moment, the sound of footsteps outside made him quickly make up his mind. He opened his mouth, but instead of a "hum-k-hum-k" voice, he spoke in a clumsy and indistinct way - he rarely spoke, so his ability to speak became less and less.

"Save my people, and I will forgive you. ”

Siegel spun around and instantly figured out what was probably going on. In the Bacon Village, Colin tried to blame Siegel for not sending troops, and was imprisoned after the capture failed, but the Rock Village has since come into the sights of the orc generals. What happened next was nothing more than the orc army coming to the door and treating this village of only humans and half-orcs as a slave village, and all of them captured Makabuda. Some of the villagers may have gone into hiding, or many of them were killed, but no matter how many survived, it was Humke's sustenance.

"No problem, Humm, I'll do my best. Siegel solemnly agreed, "Tell me which one of your slave owners is first?"

Hum pointed to the ground, and it turned out that the orc who had been impaled in the throat by Siegel was Hum and their "master". Siegel crouched down and pulled his body over, so that he was lying face up. He kept in mind what the half-orc looked like, and quickly imprinted his figure and physical traits in his mind.

"Don't let anyone pay attention here. Siegel said to Hum, "And give me back the dagger in a moment." This weapon is not good for your continued slave dressing mission. ”

After this, Siegel listened carefully to the movement outside, and at the same time recalled the two spells he was about to use in his mind. Only two dying slaves remained in the passage, and the wraiths abandoned them and threw themselves into the outer rooms. Siegel listened intently, and finally heard the sound of the witch priest chanting a spell.

For detecting magical enchantments, spells from mages and spells used by witch sacrifices are difficult to distinguish, and although they are different sources of power, the energy fluctuations formed are very similar. After the witch priest begins to cast spells, it is easy for Siegel to cover up the past when he casts spells again, and there is a high probability that he will not be traced.

Siegel first reverted back to the appearance of the one-eyed daddy Fezak. Since he was still under the shadow of the Detection Enchantment, he couldn't fool the enemy by simply maintaining the effect of the transformation spell, which would be too dangerous. So he had to continue with the help of disguise techniques instead of magic. He also carried items disguised as this person, including an eye patch, a fake beard, etc., and the main effect of the spell was to help him quickly recover the makeup he had before the skeleton transformed. Thankfully, the transformation from the skeleton didn't affect his outfit, so with the help of the precise manipulation of the spell, the transfiguration was carried out quickly, and Siegel now looked like he had regained his appearance. But that wasn't enough for him to fool around in front of the Witch Priest, and he needed more information to disguise his actions in the arena.

He needed the memory and knowledge of the slave owners of the earth.

Reading memories or probing thoughts is a very advanced spell that Siegel is not yet capable of casting. However, there is a more brutal, brutal and bloody version of the Wizards of the Knox Guild's spell books. Unlike the probing minds of the Commonwealth Mages, the Commons' spells destroy the brains of the recipients, damaging their intellect and turning them into idiots. Because of this trait, the Society's memory snatching spell was classified as an evil spell by Siegel.

Siegel knew the nature of the spell very well in his heart, and understood the meaning of his doing. He would not make excuses to excuse his actions, nor would he pretend to abandon his spells and interfere with his plans, putting himself and his companions at risk. He took a deep breath and said "I'm sorry" to the dead orc, then pressed his palm to his forehead without hesitation.

If conventional spell probing is as slow and meticulous as picking a lock, then memory grabbing is as crude and unreasonable as kicking a door open with your foot. Due to the death of the recipient, the mage could only read the last period of memory, but fortunately, the spell was cast quickly enough to be completed before the witch sacrifice arrived.

Outside the room, the witch priests advanced at a rapid pace, and they were just in a moment's scramble when they first encountered the wraiths, thinking that they had encountered a group of ghosts. Both have smoky bodies and terrifying countenances that can penetrate entities and emit an aura of evil, but they are not the same kind of undead after all. With the help of orc soldiers, the witch priest soon discovers the monster's weakness and calls upon the power of the orc god to trap the evil undead. Wraiths themselves have very low attack power, and they don't have any magical abilities, and their only thing they rely on is their powerful possession and control traits.

Hearing the fighting outside gradually subside, Siegel knew that the orcs had gained the advantage on the battlefield and would soon be victorious. He hurried to search for a few pieces of information he needed, then terminated the spell before the battle outside was over, and dissolved the anti-evil spell on his body. The orc slave owner, who had been captured and destroyed by memory, had a red palm print on his head, which was the mark left by the mage's palm, as if the skin of his hand was as hot as a soldering iron. Siegel relented, picked up the corpse of a half-orc next to him, and slammed their heads together.

This almost used the strength of Siegel to feed, and the two heads shattered like watermelons, and the scene of embarrassment concealed the traces left by the spell. Hum Ke also returned the Dragon's Tooth Dagger to Siegel at this time, and asked him what to do next with his eyes.

"Continue to pretend to be a gladiatorial slave," said Siegel, "and I'll deal with the orcs and soldiers." ”

Hum nodded, and lay down against the wall, making a gesture of detachment. Siegel checked his clothes one last time, then watched as the orc soldiers slammed open the door and rushed in.

Siegel held a dragon's tooth dagger and shouted loudly: "For the good of General Kab!"

An orc warrior raised his hand and an arrow, nearly a meter long, shot straight at Siegel's heart. There is no time to hesitate on the battlefield, and the longbow is extremely deadly for the unprepared. Siegel knew that the orcs were impulsive and reckless, so how could he not guard against the attack of the orcs after entering the door? With his skills, he could naturally avoid this feathered arrow if he was prepared, allowing him to pass through the space between his body and his armpits. But for more realistic acting, he let his arm be grazed by a feather arrow, leaving a bloody wound. Then he screamed, dropped his dagger, and hurriedly fell to his knees, shouting: "Don't kill me, don't kill me! I am General Ka'b's butler, not a mad slave." ”

The second orc soldier who burst through the door drew his longbow, and the feathered arrow was once again aimed at Siegel's heart. At this moment, an orc witch priest walked in, deflected the direction of the longbow with a mace, and said in orc language, "There are no ghosts here, leave a living mouth to ask what happened." ”

The orc guards stood aside with their longbows folded, but their hands were still on the hilt of their axes, ready to go. The witch priest walked up to Siegel, a strong, burly orc, standing barefoot in a pool of blood, dressed only in a pair of wide leather shorts. The muscled green body was covered with black tattoos of swirls, flames, and lightning that spread from the navel to the chin. Two crooked, thick fangs pointed from the corners of his mouth to the sky, while one of his eye sockets was empty, and the emblem of the orc god was placed in it. This is a tribute to the one-eyed patronus of the orcs, which only pious and powerful witch sacrifices are allowed to do.

The witch priest paused, did not speak, and surveyed his surroundings with his remaining eyes, and then cast a spell. Siegel felt several detecting spells sweep over his body, but he disguised himself as if he didn't have any spell affinity and couldn't feel anything.

"Stand up and speak. The voice of the witch priest sounded strange, and it seemed to be coming from all directions. Siegel stood up, his hand over his bleeding arm, and he looked trembling.

"Under the watchful eye of the Beastmaster, all lies are hidden. The witch priest raised his hand to release the prayer, and Siegel felt only a huge eye staring at him from behind him—it was the one-eyed of the beastmaster.