Not long after Bestna left the house, deep in the Hall of Ice, Onarom, Nerio, and several orcs were trying to make a final struggle before they died.

But their resistance was completely inadequate in front of a group of frost giants with an average enemy of 100 people.

It was like a poor bear child trying to leap from the guard of a physical education teacher to a kindergarten and be brutally ravaged.

Under the super-careful supervision of Erbai and his brothers and sisters, the seven orcs were forcibly dragged into a valley by the frost giants.

As far as the eye can see, there are mountains of bones, ogres, goblins, and... The original owner of the Eternal Wilderness ——— a troll!

The entire small site was almost overwhelmed with blood, and even the goose feathers and heavy snow that kept falling in the sky couldn't hide the bloodiness here.

"The patriarch said, "I will grant you a rest without pain!"

Like rats, the two frost giants dragged one of the struggling and roaring orcs to the stone platform, which had long been salted in blood.

In despair, I could only look upside down as the frost giant found a torture hammer stained with blood-colored ice crystals from the corner, and the hammer head alone was already bigger than the orc's torso!

"Don't blame us frost giants, we serve the wrathful lord of the bottomless abyss, if we don't take you trespassers as a monthly sacrifice, we ourselves will be reduced to sacrifices, if you want to blame, blame your own misfortune!"

The frost giant raised the blood-colored hammer in his hand, looked at the sacrifice on the stone platform with indifferent eyes, and then shouted:

"Wrathful Lord!

"Please accept the gifts that the servants have sacrificed to you!

"Smash it!"

Bang!

With a dull tooth-aching sound, the orc, whose head had turned into a viscous mosaic, lost its breath.

It was as if a cold wind was blowing and taking something away.

Nerio, who had been fortunate enough to have some shamanic knowledge, knew that it might not be his own delusion.

His soul... It was sacrificed by the Frost Giants to the Lord of the Frozen Ruins of the 23rd Layer of the Abyss, the Lord of Wrath.

Without any accidents, without any waves, his people were carried up to the stone platform one by one by the frost giants, and then their lives were harvested and their souls sacrificed.

Even the most powerful of them all, Onarom, is doomed.

If he hadn't been injured, he might have been able to escape from these terrible creatures with the help of [Wind Walk], but now that he was seriously injured, he could only let out a desperate roar!

"No!! I'm the great Onarom! I'm the patriarch of the Shadowmoon Clan!

Bang!

His desperate cries came to an abrupt end.

His originally strong body, like a boneless worm, was thrown aside by his legs and tossed into the pile of corpses, and they would become a gift for some animals in the Eternal Wilderness to survive this winter.

Nerio didn't have the last turn, he became the next after Onarome.

At this moment, Nerio, who was embarking on the last journey of his life, for some reason, was still desperate and afraid of his soul falling into the hands of the Bottomless Abyss Evil God, but he was surprisingly calm.

In this way, he was able to see more things without sorrow or joy, and he looked at the frost giants who were also sad and joyless, and looked at their serious execution of the sacrificial ritual.

Right...

Conscientious...

Instead of the fervent devotion he had seen when a shaman prayed to the beast god...

He always felt that something was not quite right with the frost giants in front of him, and what was even more wrong was the white dragons behind him who seemed to witness the ritual in front of him.

Just as he was pressed against the stone platform, he even heard their deliberately suppressed voices:

"Again... It feels like a waste, obviously removing the head and spraying a mouthful of frost breath is very crunchy. "This seems to be the white dragon named Erbai.

"Shut up! Mom said, orcs are also intelligent creatures! You can't eat blindly, the long-term infection of the remaining soul fragments will make our souls unclean!" Da Bai calmly denied.

"Moreover, my mother seems to have said that the meat of orcs is very firewood and spicy!

"I can understand it, it's probably the same as when you gnaw on tree roots and stones, but what is it like when it's very spicy? Dabai, have you ever eaten chili?" the youngest white dragon sister swallowed.

"Call Big Brother, you can't..."

The White Dragon's otherworldly argument came to an abrupt end.

Combine...

Maybe it's because my head is broken!

He only felt that it was pitch black in front of him, and then it continued to sink and sink and sink again, as if he had passed through a long tunnel, and then finally saw the light.

And then there's the cold!

It was as if the cold could freeze the mind.

He finally had his vision again.

In front of him was an endless ice field, and his body seemed to have become very light, and he was falling from the endless sky, and all around him were terrible and painful howls.

He looked around, and it turned out that there were really many people falling from the sky, towards the thousand-bladed mountains and rivers of this endless ice field.

The ground was full of sharp ice clusters that rose upwards, and almost every cluster of cold ice was strung with fallen people like them.

What's even more frightening and desperate is that none of these fallen people who were inserted into the heart died.

Because they were already 'dead', and what is here is only the embodiment of their souls.

They can only be stuck here forever, endlessly feeling the pain of their intestines being crushed and their bones broken, and they are eternally shrouded in endless cold and hunger.

It's really... Despair...

Finally, Nerio's soul began to fluctuate a little as if it couldn't accept such a cruel truth.

He will never accept such an eternally tormented fate!

Something must be done to put an end to this!

If he can't do that, he has to find a way to destroy his soul!

Just then, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Lord of Wrath, God of Frost Giants, Koschurch!!

"I, the Chieftain of the Shadow Moon Clan, Onarom, pray from the bottom of my heart that I will be your most devout devotee!

"As long as you can forgive me for returning to the Lord Material Realm, I swear to you! I will sacrifice to you with the souls of a thousand people!

"My master!

"O Narom, your humble servant, ask for your answer!"

Oops!

It actually gave him a head start!

Nerio is remorseful!

Oh, yes!

The other party is an all-powerful evil god in the bottomless abyss!

As long as he can find more sacrifices, he doesn't lack his own soul!

And with Onarom's shout, in the violent wind and snow in the distant sky, a huge figure slowly emerged, grasping Onarom as soon as he grasped it.

A second ago, the huge snow giant seemed to ask calmly:

"Are you willing to trade the lives of a thousand people for the freedom of your own soul?"

Onarom was ecstatic: "Yes, the souls of a thousand people, just give me a month... No, ten days, I will sacrifice them to you!"

Seeing that this god of the ice ruins still did not fluctuate at all, his heart couldn't help sinking, and then he shouted as if he had given up everything:

"No, as long as you can resurrect me, I'll dedicate the entire Shadowmoon Clan to you!"

In his mind, he had lost his former prestige because of this defeat, and as long as he could be resurrected, he would sell the entire clan together!

A rough voice like ice rubbing against each other echoed in the heavens and the earth:

"The souls of a thousand people, very bold and shameless, but do you really think I can't see what is in your barren head?

"A fool who just lost a battle, do you have enough left to make up a thousand, or do you want to lie to other orcs to make up the numbers?"

Onarom tensed and instinctively wanted to justify, but what he didn't expect was that in the next second, the god of the frost realm suddenly became endlessly furious like a volcanic eruption:

"A thousand orcs!!

"Widen your eyes! Look at this snow-flizzard soul of mine, the frozen ruins! I, great Koschurch, do I really lack you a thousand orcs???

"Or are you treating me like a poor beggar!!"

But his anger had just erupted to make people desperate, and the next moment, he suddenly became lonely:

"Ah, what about more souls!

"Oh... My dear Queen of Succubus, why did you knock on the window of my frozen heart, but refuse to agree to be my bride?

At this point, just as Onarom was completely dazed, Koschurch became furious again:

"Oh, my love, my Koschurch, how can I be satisfied with you!

"Isn't my ice peak, which is enough to penetrate heaven and earth, enough to fill the void in your heart!!

"Ah!!h

To Onarome's horror, as he said this, Koschurch slowly lifted him up with both hands, and then jerked him towards a majestic ice peak below!

"No !!"

Onarome felt like his whole being was cracked!

Oh... Maybe his soul really cracked...

But even so, he still didn't completely lose consciousness, but felt as if he had turned into a thin skin, evenly smeared on a majestic snowy peak.

And what made him feel even more crazy was how many unlucky ghosts with the same fate as him had already been covered with this mountain peak before him!

They can't move, they can't get free, they can only be trapped forever on this endless snow peak that changes at any time, and follow their master to appreciate the magic of the endless abyss...

Seeing his chief fall into endless ruin, Nerio only felt that his scalp was tingling!

He swore that he would rather have his soul perished than end up with the same fate as the other party!

But as he recalled the abyssal god's previous words, he suddenly realized that he seemed to see a ray of light for the better!

Mecanshut!

Isn't this the name of the famous Succubus Queen of the Bottomless Abyss?

Bet!

"Great Wrathful Lord, I, Nerio, may have a way to help!"

The next moment, Nerio found himself in a huge palm, looked at the ugly and huge face in front of him, swallowed involuntarily, and hurried to the point before the other party lost patience:

"I once captured a human merchant who had lost everything due to infighting, and in their human world there was now a prop that seemed to satisfy any female.

"Because of the priceless value and the difficulty of finding a piece in the upper nobility, the merchant was betrayed by his men after obtaining the supply from the Drow Elves.

"Its name, it seems... Heavenly Suit!"

The Angry Sovereign's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he opened his eyes again: "Heaven... Heaven... Gwen Havev !!

"I! will not forgive!!

"Sacrifice to me!!!"

......

In the Eternal Wilderness, in the Valley of Troll Wails at the back of the Hall of Ice, the seven orcs were quickly executed, their headless bodies tossed into the piles of corpses.

"Little masters, the sacrificial ritual has been completed, and as last time, the Angry Monarch has not responded to our sacrifice for eight years. ”

"Uh-huh, I've made a note of it! The 104th sacrifice, seven orcs, no anomalies!

"Dinner today?"

"Charcoal baked potatoes!"

"I really don't want to eat potatoes anymore! Even if it's potatoes, I'd rather eat frozen, can't my mother update the recipe? I want to eat seals, eat orca meat!"

"If your mother hears that you think her cooking is unpalatable, go hunt yourself! This is the Eternal Wilderness! Not Icewind Dale!"

"I'm going to eat potatoes. ”

Just after the four white dragons who sprayed each other every day left the bloody valley with the frost giants.

The headless corpse belonging to Nerio suddenly rose from the ground, and endless cold wind erupted from the pores around his body, enveloping the bodies of the other six chiefs, including the orc chieftains, and the flesh on them quickly peeled off, twisted into sticky flesh and burrowed back into the esophagus of Nerio's headless neck, leaving only the bones that still had tendons and fell to the ground.

Then Nerio's smashed head grew back in a strange way.

But I don't know if it's because I've been dead for a long time, and the temperature is really low after today's sudden snowstorm, and the whole body of the 'resurrected' Nerio has a strange turquoise!

As if he had been a terrible demon, Nerio opened his eyes sharply and gasped for breath.

But he soon realized that he didn't seem to need any respite at all...

Because he didn't even have the most basic heartbeat!

"I seem... became a lich-like being. ”

Nerio smiled inexplicably as he felt his numb but extremely strong body.

"But... Although I lost a lot, I also gained a lot..."

He looked at the cane in his hand that seemed to have appeared out of thin air, and at the top of the staff was a set of skulls that were set together.

The outermost and largest one is the skull of the Frost Giant, which wraps a ogre's skull, a human skull, a halfling's skull, and the innermost one is a Kwassei's skull.

According to the knowledge that the Wrath Lord Costchurch had poured into his mind, it seemed to be a gift from Koschurch when he was still a human by an old forest witch named Babayaga.

Inside these skulls lies a black diamond that can hide the soul of a mortal within it.

After hiding his soul in the black diamond, his body will no longer be afraid of any blows!

And in this skull, there is also knowledge, an ancient knowledge called 'Shadow Magic'...

"Stand up, fight for me, my people! and, I am great... Chief Chief!"

With the sound of Nerio's spell, the bones of the six orcs, including Onarom, rose like a ball of green flame, and then these hideous orc skeletons stood up again, slowly kneeling down on one knee in front of Nerio.

"Onarome, you... There is also today, hehe. ”

When Nerio said these words with a lot of emotion, it was as if he was mocking himself in his heart.

He once believed that he would become a shaman priest of the beast god Geush, but he didn't expect that in the end, the beast god did not answer his prayers when he was most desperate, but the abyss demon gave him a chance...

One... Maybe an opportunity to change the world...

"It's a pity that this power has just been mastered, and I can't convert all the corpses here into my warriors. ”

He looked up at the sky as if it would never stop the wind and snow, and said in a tone full of emptiness:

"Let's get a Heavenly Weapon sacrifice to the Lord first, and then... Just back to the spine of the world, back to where we started!

"One day, I will show my people that there is still a lot more to the path of our orcs... A lot..."

......

Just after the newborn Nerio and his skeletal warriors left the valley, which was still full of danger, down the ridge.

The White Dragons and Frost Giants, who sensed the fluctuations of unknown magic, also quickly rushed over.

"The corpse of the orc! is gone?" Erbai, the entire dragon in charge of today's sacrifice record, was dumbfounded.

"Erbai, you're done... Mom will be angry. Dabai sighed.

"Erbai, you're done... I'm afraid you're running out of food this month!" said the third sister with a little excitement.

"Erbai, you're done... I'm afraid your head is going to be stuffed into the big white strand!" said the fourth sister's eyes.

"Shut up!! the two white dragon brothers grabbed their tails at the same time and roared.

"Hurry up, report this to your mother first!"

"But..."

"No, but! This mission has such a big basket, and my mother blames it, can you resist it?"

"But Mom is out!"

"Then get back those damn orcs who hid from us first!"

"But those orcs are dead!" said the white dragon girl, raising the bar.

"See the corpses even if you're dead! Hurry up! Split up! It's better to get them back before mom returns!

"Quack, quack, quack!"

Erbai seemed to be crazy, and his flapping wings were the first to rise into the sky, like a duck with a burning butt that could be stuffed into a steamer at any time.

So, on this night, the eternal wilderness that had just been shrouded in wind and snow and calmed down, still roared and the giant jumped...

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