Otherworld Qin

Chapter 232
Seeing the raging beast tide below him, the Calais master was full of contradictions. If he left here, he might save his life, but those fighters who were fighting fiercely with the monsters would stay here forever. Not a single bone will be left, whether to go or stay?
Just as he hesitated for a moment, a group of blood crows and owls rushed towards him crazily, but what he faced was the overwhelming anger of this master, and the battle ax in his hand spun wildly in the air, bringing up a large cloud of blood mist.

After some killings, he finally made up his mind. Before the blood crow and owl rushed up again, he fell towards the city fiercely. He wanted to advance and retreat with these fighters, and live and die with this city of Jingtao.

The battle in Jingtao City has been going on for a day and a night. There are not many Calais left, and most of the monsters have died, but the rest are some high-level existences, which makes the Calais even more pressure. The group of high-level monsters is obviously more intelligent, so the way of attack is even more strange. After a round of strong attack failed, they stopped attacking, which made the place appear temporary tranquility.

At this time, the Calais had only one position left, but they had to face thousands of high-level monsters. Several Calais masters glanced at each other, and then decided, "General Matthew, let's go, we stay Fighting against monsters, you must send the news here." "No, I'm old, the opportunity is still left to you young people, you all go away and don't make unnecessary sacrifices here."

Among this group of people, there are more than a dozen masters who have reached the peak of the illusion, and several of them have reached the peak of the illusion, but who knows that a few years ago, all of them were prisoners who committed the crime of death, and some of them were born In order to force others to fight with themselves, some martial idiots crazily killed the whole family of their opponents. However, they are required to swear to the great gods in the Hall of Honor and stay in Stormwind City for the rest of their lives. Even the most vicious bandits will strictly abide by their oaths as long as they swear in the temple. This is the style of the Calais people.

"Our honor and our lives have long been linked to this city of Stormy Waves. Back then we had sworn in the temple that we would not leave the city of Stormy Waves half a step in this life. That's why His Majesty spared our lives. How can we just walk away with the oath we made, but you are different, you are just a general guarding here, and at this time you must send back the news here."

The general Matthew couldn't help but sighed, "I have guarded here for nearly 40 years, and this is my home. Where do you want me to go? Let me fight for my homeland one last time." Seeing the old man's persistence , the faces of several people showed embarrassment, the news must be sent out, but there are tens of thousands of high-level monsters on the ground, and there are countless blood crows and owls in the sky, even the fastest Thunder Eagle can't escape the sky To chase and kill monsters, one must be a master of fantasy cultivation, only then can one hope to fight a bloody path in the sky and break out.

At this moment, suddenly there was a violent tremor under his feet. It turned out that a monster had drilled into the ground and launched an attack suddenly from the ground. At the same time, other monsters suddenly appeared in front of them and launched a frenzied attack. Forced to come to an end, everyone acted again, waving all kinds of weapons and rushing towards the charging monster.

Reg looked at Surging Waves City from a distance, and thought in his heart, "It's been almost two days. Facing such a turbulent beast horde, they fought to such an extent that no one was willing to rush out to escape. These Calais really It's admirable."

Suddenly feeling a change behind him, Reg hurriedly stood up and turned around to look, only to see a mist of water rising in the distance, accompanied by a violent tremor from the ground, and a rumbling roar came from his ears in an instant, "Another wave of beasts Tide?" Reg's complexion couldn't help changing, and he looked up to the sky again, only to see a war eagle flying past his head at high speed, heading straight towards Stormy Waves City.

"Yufeng!" Reg yelled, and then he jumped up and chased Yufeng, thinking in his heart, "Why did this kid arrive two days late? Besides, the monster attracted by him is definitely not The number that Sheng Xuan explained at the beginning was probably ten times more than that.

When Reg caught up with Yufeng, he suddenly discovered that his body was covered with scars and scars. Even the battle eagle was severely damaged. It was obvious that they had gone through a hard battle.

"Brother Reg." Seeing Reg for the first time, Yufeng's eyes showed surprise, but it was the violent fluctuation of his mind that almost made him fall off the back of Zhanying. Reg hurried up to take a look. Lifting him up, he saw the uncorked potion bottle in his hand.

"You silly boy, are you dying? Didn't I tell you to throw away this potion when there is danger?" Come here, I'm afraid it will spoil the big brother Shengxuan's event, although it was two days late, but I have attracted more monsters." "What a fool," Reg cursed softly, "now The monster group you attracted is no longer important, just look at this city."

Hearing this, Yufeng saw that the once magnificent city was now in ruins, and in the ruins were countless corpses of monsters. The only intact castle was now under construction. A brutal fight.

Reg wanted to take the medicine bottle in his hand, "Go find a safe place to rest, I'll help you lure the monster there." Yufeng's hand tightened tightly, he didn't want to give up in his heart, but from his hand There was a violent trembling, and Reg knew that the child had exerted all his strength, relying entirely on his tenacious will to support him, and finally Yufeng let go of his hand.

Reg took the bottle of potion and rushed to the sky above Stormy Waves City. He was about to throw the medicine bottle in his hand, but at this moment he suddenly saw a Calais expert rushing towards him, which made him startled. Surprised, "How did the other party discover me so quickly?"

At this moment, I suddenly heard the Calais man shouting towards himself, "This strong man, please help me pass the news..." Just as I said this, I suddenly saw the medicine bottle in Reg's hand, and the terrifying beast behind him Suddenly, the Calaisian's eyes turned blood red, "You despicable villains, I'm going to tear you to pieces." Then he rushed forward.

If the two had met in the past, Reg would definitely not be the opponent of the Calais, but at this moment, after two days of fierce fighting, the Calais master had just desperately rushed out of the siege of the blood crows, and his body was covered with large and small wounds. The wound was still bleeding, such a large number of injuries had greatly reduced his strength, and he could no longer pose a threat to Reg, but he was still attacking his opponent frantically, but Reg did not entangle with him, all the way Looking for an opportunity while dodging, after a few moves, a pupil technique stabilized his figure, and then the medicine bottle in Reg's hand drew an arc and hit him.

Once the potion enters the body, it emits a strong smell, and the beast tide under him suddenly becomes more crazy. The effect of the pupil technique is only a short moment, but this moment has changed everything. Looking at the distance Reg, who was flying away, the Calais master knew that he had no chance to kill his opponent, and the smell from his body was also the source of the madness of those monsters. Even if he ran to the ends of the world, these monsters would not give up. Chasing and killing him made him a source of disasters, bringing endless disasters wherever he went. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile miserably, and then roared, "I can't fulfill the entrustment of everyone, and the crime of breaking promises will come to an end." Redeem again." Said the epee fiercely across his neck.

Sheng Xuan, who was in the ground, knew nothing about all this. When he woke up, he felt that his injuries were no longer serious, so he couldn't help but use the earth magic to sneak towards the mysterious aura. Time practiced under the effect of that mysterious breath, and he felt that the pressure of that breath had weakened, so he couldn't help but want to get closer to find out.

Suddenly there was a subtle magic circle that caught his attention, which was not there when he came here for the first time. It seems that after his first destruction, the people of Calais even changed the magic circle here, and it is just now. It was the addition of these magic circles that made the mysterious atmosphere much weaker.

Shengxuan thought for a while, and finally decided to destroy these magic circles. All the magic circles that were beneficial to the people of Calais to hide their mysterious aura became the targets of his destruction.

As each of the profound magic circles was broken, that mysterious aura erupted suddenly, and that kind of sacred majesty made him have the urge to kneel down again, and that huge coercion made him unable to get close to halfway. step.

But at this moment, the crazy beast tide stopped suddenly, and then frantically fled in all directions with great fear. After a while, there was no trace, and the remaining Calais couldn't believe their eyes. Half a day later, when he saw that there was no longer a living monster in front of him, he finally let out a long breath, but then his brows frowned even tighter, and the murderous aura in those eyes almost condensed into substance, staring fixedly at the ground , just waited for Shengxuan to come out from the ground, then rushed up to tear him to pieces.

In a dilapidated tent in the Golden Wolf Clan resident, a four or five-year-old boy was pestering an old orc, "Grandpa, tell me a story." "Okay, what story do you want to hear?" He was blind, and his whole body was as thin as a pile of dry wood, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, but the big withered hands still gently pulled the child onto his lap.

Holding the child, the old man softly began to chant,
The beast god gave us the land
Let the golden ears of wheat grow

The sun's rays warm the spine
The sweat of joy is burning hot

in that harvest season
The girl's heavenly voice sang
That mountain boy
When did I see you walk into my sleeping tent

,,,

After singing a long poem, a warm smile suddenly appeared on the face of the old man, as if the eyes that had been blind for a long time really saw the golden ears of wheat, exuding a delicate fragrance under the warm autumn sun, although he was just doing these scenes It was sung in the ancient epics of orcs, but the old man was still immersed in the quiet and peaceful fantasy. After a while, the old man continued to sing,

The blood of the ancestors stained the earth red
Forced to leave home

The enemy's butcher's knife falls in the cold wind
Countless bones buried in the wilderness
Orc flesh sinks into the mire
congealed blood swamp
The cry of the dead is like the howling of the north wind
It's endless hate and sorrow

But just sang a few lines, but it was difficult to continue. For a moment, hot tears suddenly fell on the child's face, and he couldn't help raising his immature face and asking, "Grandpa, what's the matter with you?" "It's nothing, Grandpa remembered Something from the past." Although he said it lightly, he knew in his heart that he couldn't let this child know too much about the tragic history of orcs, otherwise this young heart would be clouded with hatred prematurely, and the old man continued to sing vaguely , the voice was already choked up and could not be distinguished.

Shengxuan broke through a magic circle again, and suddenly a more powerful energy was blocked from the center like a ripple, pushing his body back tens of feet underground, and the huge pressure made his chest feel distressed. It took a long time for the energy fluctuations to gradually calm down, but there was a more solemn feeling for that energy in his heart.

At the station of the Golden Wolf Clan, suddenly the old man seemed to feel something, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed, and the voice of singing gradually became clearer, and gradually became extraordinarily loud. The epic poem that made people's blood boil obviously infected the child on his knees, making him That immature little face also flushed with his singing.

,,,

When black flames burn in the valley

The roar of monsters flooded the city walls
The totem of the beast god rises from the ground
Hundreds of millions of people are blessed again
,,,,

The sun sets from the east

Stars shine from the west
,,,

After Shengxuan broke the last magic circle, suddenly a huge beam of light rushed out of the ground and shot directly at the sky. The huge energy ripple directly blasted Shengxuan out of the ground, and as the golden light dispersed, everything on the ground was shaken. In the rapid change, the piles of monster carcasses miraculously melted in the golden light, leaving only sparkling crystal nuclei all over the ground, and those ruins also slowly turned into dust under the golden light. In the end, it turned into a fertile land.

Feeling the majestic energy fluctuations from the sky again, the old man couldn't help standing up, and even put the child's arm on his shoulders, and the child was also under the influence of that energy, the little boy With unprecedented solemnity on his face, the old orc carried the child and sang loudly with his chest upright,
Drums of war echo in the sky

I have polished the long-lost spear

Orcs are no longer humiliated
God's light illuminates the chest
stand up my children

show your fearlessness
The roar of the golden wolf shook the valley
That is a herald of the enemy's demise
stand up my children

straighten your unyielding spine
The horn of the expedition is so loud
it is a funeral for the enemy
The singing spread throughout the camp of the Golden Wolf Clan, causing all the orcs who heard the singing to stop their work, and then slowly gathered towards the dilapidated animal skin tent, and an old man wearing a wolf bone pocket The patriarch, holding a bone staff, rushed towards this side regardless of the ruggedness of the road, and asked loudly before entering the tent, "Elder Hesa, do you feel it? Do you feel it? Am I too old?" I am old, so I have an illusion? Could it be that the beast god summoned me to serve by his side? Why do I feel the call of the beast god? The majesty that makes me tremble,,,,, is there anything else, ,"

"No, you are not wrong. We all felt it, even this child clearly felt it. It is definitely not wrong. It is the Beast God who has favored us again. Our entire orc clan finally has hope."

(End of this chapter)