Orc Tyrant

"I... seem to have heard it."

Gu Ke squinted his eyes, and quickly screened out the information related to these three words in his mind.

The Wendigo Church, this organization that was easily erased by him, jumped into his mind. Of course, he basically knew nothing about this religion, and he was not interested in understanding it, let alone that they were useful. No gods anymore.

Until now, he didn't think that he had encountered a god, it was just a demon-a slightly more powerful one.

However, he still noticed a situation. The corpses around him seemed to be increasing.

A red-skinned stinky guy was lying a few meters in front of him, his chest pierced by a broken metal plate.

The other fell to his right, the charred body still bathed in unnatural flames.

There is also a huge guy who once fought with Guk face to face. It was the only lycanthrope who could walk three rounds in Guk's hands.

And those who were killed by him, those who were trampled to death, those who were pinched to death, those who were scared to death...

As if all the guys killed by him had appeared, they were lying quietly in the sea of ​​blood in the corpse mountain, their wide-eyed eyes looked at one place-Guk.

So left and forgotten.

Guk has never been to observe his victims. He has always believed that the dead are of no value and not worth even a glimpse. This is the first time to observe the lives that were slaughtered by him.

All the corpses and corpses can be seen, burned, broken, shattered, covered with blood and ashes, like gems scattered in the abyss.

What made Guke wary was that there seemed to be something still breathing in the wreckage, but it was more likely that it was not what he wanted to see.

"Wendigo, I seem to have killed a large group of shrimps related to you."

Guk’s voice is very loud, not at all affected by the terrifying environment, but he has already pulled out his boss pistol, although he hasn’t used this weapon for a long time, but it’s useless at the moment of the destruction of the demon killer. It's more appropriate than this.

"Those poor people, don't care."

Wendigo's voice seemed casual, it walked back and forth two steps in the palm of the giant palm, then stood still and leaned down.

At this moment, his figure seemed to be infinitely elongated, gradually covering all of Guk's sight, and finally only two black swirling eye sockets appeared in front of him.

A lonely voice floated in his tumbling thoughts.

This is a treble that rises steadily to the apex, and quickly split into two, low and rumbling, entering the deepest part of his soul.

Then, the voice suddenly began to tremble, and the high pitch turned into a harsh scream.

All his thoughts began to be dyed red, and Gu Ke gasped heavily, trying to get rid of the intrusive picture.

But blood was already rushing in his thoughts, and all the flashed faces began to melt and spread, just like the blood around him.

Guk shook his head, trying to free himself from the illusion, but something stuck in his mind and trapped him.

Mogdrogen's voice kept flashing in his mind, telling him softly that he should not be shaken.

Then countless faces came into the field of vision like an explosion, and the faces he had killed and trampled on were scattered everywhere in his consciousness. These faces rotated and merged together, like a stirred emulsion.

Then, a familiar voice came from the mass of milk, and it laughed wildly with triumphant joy.

"I'm free, Guke—I want to thank you."

"Come out!"

Guk roared in his mind, the voice made him very mad and angry.

"You will see me soon—!"

Feeling something behind him, Guk suddenly turned around and shook his mechanical claws.

The claw blade cuts the flesh and blood like fat, and has been hacking into the slippery ground. On the face that was divided into three, a few dark eyes were still blinking, even though they were chopped from head to toe, it was good. Lin seemed to be still smiling.

He, who had long since disappeared, appeared behind Guke like a ghost, wriggling like a mass of amorphous flesh and blood.

"Dead! Die!"

Guk waved his claws frantically, crushing and smashing this mass of flesh and blood, but it was like a dough, no matter how Guk destroyed it, it could still quickly recover its original shape, and every wound would leave a few more on its body. eye.

Soon, the scarlet flesh was covered with blinking black eyes, making a disgusting creeping sound.

"I am your destroyer, I can destroy you once, and I can destroy you a second time!"

Guk panted, feeling tired for the first time, but his mechanical claws did not stop.

"Yes, you released me from that prison and used your every bit of effort to set me free again..."

His soul was mocking, not shaken by the sharp blade added to him. .

"Just go on playing tricks! Waste!"

"However, you made everything splattered with blood. It was you who brought all the blood into the altar of Oshan, and you also defeated the wanderers who tried to prevent me from coming..."

"To shut up!"

Guk yelled furiously, raised his fist and slammed it at Lilin.

But he failed, and there was no one there.

Turned around and looked around at the darkness around him-there was also nothing.

"I know I read you right, Guke."

The voice came again, sneaking into his thoughts and mocking him.

"Anger is always the easiest to be guided, especially the combination of ignorance and anger."

"get out!"

Guk whirled in place while shouting to the two huge vortices in the sky, and the surrounding darkness began to squirm and spin.

Gradually, they gathered into a swimming shape, and the rudiment of a human face appeared in the blood.

The blood moon appeared again, and the giant hand that held up the sky, a sacrificed human figure stood on the highest point of the giant hand, and the flesh and blood ignited by the flames dripped into the flesh and blood purgatory below like a liquid.

A human face suddenly appeared in the thick smoke, and a low, chucking laughter echoed in the space.

Guk looked at the human figure, which turned out to be Liya's face. It solidified for a while, but immediately turned into a blur in a sudden wind.

Then it disappeared, leaving only echoes of wild laughter from the sky.

"Guk, you're careless, you let the things that shouldn't infect you go deep into your soul, and now I've helped you catch them!"

Then he heard a burst of noise, and his head suddenly rang.

He turned around and looked at the clang of swords and savage battle roars from the wreckage. Scarlet waves flowed from the edge of the bone mountain range, and even the air was stained with blood and rage.

It didn't take long for a beast with the same angry red armor to crawl out of the tide of remains.

One, five, one dozen, and more.

They were flashing with blood and engine oil, and they were all wearing armor made of bone, gold, bronze or brass, holding potted battle axes and pistols in their hands, and roaring in mouthless mouths full of fangs. There was a howl of insanity, and the angry foam and blood wet his mouth.

This turned out to be a group of oaks!