Imperial Legend of the Ghosts

"Do you want to talk now?"

"Thinking, wanting to say..." Seeing Mandrill looking at himself with a playful look, the trembling Fourth Elder had to answer like this.

"Hmph, if you are acquainted, then speak." Mandrill said lightly: "But you have to remember that you only have one chance. If I can tell you a lie, I will tear you up immediately. "

"Snapped!"

"Huhuhu!" As soon as he said this, the Mandrill smoothly slapped the opponent's shoulder with a palm, freezing the ice of the Fourth Elder and disappearing without a trace.

Seeing it had such a method, the four elders were even more frightened, and now they dare not hide anything.

"Such treasures were originally robbed by our ancestors of the Sable Orcs after they attacked and killed all members of an ancient tribe thousands of years ago."

The fourth elder trembled and whispered: "It's just that it was covered with foreign blood, forming an unusually terrible curse. After getting this thing, more than a dozen children of the ancestors died violently within a few years. It itself has gradually contracted a serious illness, precarious."

"Later, the ancestors figured out that it turned out that the treasures and the blood of foreigners gathered together, which created a very vicious curse. In order to resolve this curse, the ancestors drifted to many places in the last few years of his life, and finally found it. A small canyon in this space."

The Fourth Elder said: "Later, in order to resolve the grievances and curses of the treasure, it buried it here."

"Why did your sable orc ancestor choose to bury treasures here?"

"According to the dying messages of our ancestors handed down from generations to generations, this small space canyon has a rather weird'geomagnetic force', which can deter treasures and prevent them from going violently, and then was successfully sealed by the ancestors. ."

Hearing the fourth elder's explanation, Mandrill slowly nodded, and then sternly said, "What is that treasure, say!"

"Yes, it is a body of spiritual fire!" The Fourth Elder yelled at it, unable to withstand the slight tremor of his body, and immediately told the truth.

"Spirit Fire?!"

"It turns out that the spirit fire is the true face of the treasure?" Hearing this, the mandrill and the king of armor are very happy. They are worrying about how to explain to Guan Heng about running around after going back. Now if they have this spirit fire, they will go back. It's easy to explain.

"This spiritual fire, our brother is determined to win!"

"Yes, the spirit fire is destined to belong to us!" Hearing the words of King Armor, Mandrill nodded, and then whispered to the fourth elder: "Where is the spirit fire sealed? Say!"

"Yes, I said, I said!" Seeing Mandrill's appearance as if he wanted to swallow himself alive, the fourth elders sweated profusely.

It hurriedly screamed: "Our family is now located deep underground right below the camp on the edge of the small canyon. There is a huge altar, which is the area where the Sealed Spirit Fire is located, but until now, no one can sneak into that place."

"No one can sneak in, what does that mean?"

"This is the case. There is a kind of'geomagnetic force' in the bottom of the small canyon that has been continuously derived from ancient times. It can strengthen and strengthen the seal of the spirit fire, but this kind of thing also has a great burden on the body of our sable orcs."

The fourth elder explained: "If we are close to the magnetic center of the underground for a long time, our internal organs will be severely injured. According to the last words left by our ancestors, every few hundred years, the geomagnetic power of the small canyon will fall into a state of exhaustion for several days. , Then we can retrieve the sealed spiritual fire."

"So, you are afraid of the deadly geomagnetic force. It's kind of interesting." The armor king smiled and said to the mandrill: "This group of wastes are afraid of the geomagnetic force, but that stuff may not work for us buddies, are you right? ?"

"Well, in short, let's check it out first." After saying that, the mandrill severely kicked the little boss and the fourth elder who fell to the ground, and then said: "Hurry up and take us to the camp of the sable orcs, dare to delay Grandpa's Time, you know what serious consequences will be!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The little boss and the fourth elder agreed, and got up in a hurry, because they were too anxious, and the two guys' heads banged together.

"Damn, you beast!"

"Pop!" The four elders, who were so embarrassed, slapped each other with his hand. The little boss covered his face and yelled: "Old man, he lacks arms and legs and is so arrogant, why didn't you just die?"

"What?" Usually he is high, the little boss would only bow his head and salute when he saw him, and he didn't dare to put one more fart. The four elders never expected that the other party was so arrogant now that his lips trembled and he almost said no. Something is coming.

"I'm going to die, you can't escape death now, why is Lao Tzu being polite to you?" The little boss cursed and wanted to do it.

"Papa Papa!" But in the next moment, Mandrill stepped forward and slapped the little boss's face with a few slaps. The corners of the guy's mouth were bleeding, his eyes were staring, and he dared not speak.

The Mandrill said coldly: "If you have any grievances, wait until the Sable Orc Camp, and at that time, make sure you two can pinch enough!"

"Yes, quickly lead the way, otherwise you will have to die!"

The king of armor glared at him and roared fiercely. Seeing that both of them were angry, the two orcs dared not say anything else. In the blink of an eye, there was only one word left in their hearts, that is-despair!

But as long as you can live a little longer, you won’t care much. The four elders and the little boss looked at each other, then sighed, and then they stopped making noise. They crossed their shoulders and supported each other, staggering forward. .

...

After a while, everyone arrived near the camp of the Sable Orcs at the edge of the small canyon.

"A few uncles, when you arrive, the camp is right in front." At this moment, the little boss raised his hand tremblingly and pointed straight ahead.

"Huh, is it here?" The Mandrill glanced at the area ahead, and then said coldly, "How many sable orcs are there in this place?"

"For all members, there are more than three hundred in total, not counting the patriarch's guards and the private soldiers under the command of several elders."

When the little boss said this, he glanced at the four elders, and the other party immediately said: "You, what are you looking at me? I don't have private soldiers and subordinates. I am the weakest among the elders, otherwise I won’t practice the water control ability hard anymore."

"Hehehe, that's right." The corners of Mandrill's mouth turned slightly, and he let out a sneer: "But if you really have the ability, you won't fall into our hands."

"Yes." Hearing this, the four elders looked ugly and smiled with a little embarrassment: "Several uncles are very capable, and the elders are not even a fart compared to you."