The Summoner

"I... my father was also the king of the orcs!" Imsh struggled and roared all over his body. "If it weren't for my father, you would have been eaten by wild wolves in the forest when you were young!"

"Yes, I am very grateful to your father." The big shaman with a white zebra mask nodded, and his voice was still loud: "So I do not deny your father's kindness to me, nor do you deny that your father ever saved. My life, and the fact that I grew up, even if you only treat me as a slave." His indifferent eyes looked at Imsh: "I thank and thank you and your father."

"But you killed my father! Murdered the King of the Orcs!" Imsh's teeth roared, and blood in his eyes protruded: "Now would you still want to kill me?!"

"Kill you?" The big shaman looked at Imsh for a long time before saying: "We thought we were friends."

"what?"

Imsh stood up slowly, but with his hands tied, he looked embarrassed: "This is how you treat your friends?" Imsh yelled: "Dare you dare to play a hero with me?" A duel?"

"The showdown?" The tone of the big shaman remained indifferent: "What showdown?"

"Tradition!"

Imsh shouted: "Blood duel!"

He stepped forward and looked at Imsh fiercely: "Whoever wins is the King of Orcs, and whoever loses will go to self-management to restore dignity!" Imsh looked straight at him: "You dare Dare not?"

"Are you talking about this kind of showdown?" The tone of the big shaman was a little different: "You said it's tradition?"

"Isn't it?" Imsh shouted.

"is it?"

The big shaman seemed impatient: "This is wrong!"

With a deep sigh, he turned to look at the ferocious Jackal statue behind him, and said in a deep tone: "But your father has never followed this rule, but because his age has become older, your father will have different reasons. For this reason, expel those half-orcs who can challenge his status and form a decisive force to attack humans outside the forest."

"This is to reclaim the land we lost!" Imsh gritted his teeth: "What do you know? Do you collude with these humans and forget the land we once lived in?"

"I have never forgotten!" The big shaman shook his head: "So I will unite with the friends of the dark church." His tone is very sad: "Our half-orcs are a lost race, orcs and human errors The combination makes us appear in this world. Sadly, we are not orcs nor humans. We cannot integrate into orcs or humans. We can only wander or wander in the corners of the world, but even so, humans Without letting us go, we came to this coast hundreds of years ago, destroying the tribes where we live, and drove the remaining tribes into the forest. Until now, the life of helplessness is now!"

"Then this is you and humans!" Imsh pointed at the members of the dark church and shouted: "The reason for colluding with them?" He gritted his teeth fiercely: "This is betrayal!"

"No!" But the high priest's voice resounded through the hall like thunder: "This is not betrayal!"

"You are!" Imsh shouted.

"This is the key to the rise of my family!" The voice of the high priest was even louder: "Imsh, my former friend, you will never understand these!" He stepped forward, and his whole body was red. Fog: "Without the help of these human friends, maybe we are still as stupid as your father at the time, sending the young orcs of the Orcs in vain and sending them to death on the territory of humans, and let your father and his nobles Enjoy!"

"My father is to recapture the land we lost!" Imsh rebutted his neck. "What do you know as a slave? Now I'm caught here, isn't it to kill me to take all the rights?" He laughed: "Come on! You killed me! Kill me and you will get everything you want!"

"You are wrong!" The voice of the high priest fluctuated: "I want to save the fate of the Orcs, and save the future of our race. If we can have the blessing of the gods, then everything will change!"

"I don't believe it!" Imsh shoved his teeth and forcibly supported: "What can you prove?"

"it is good!"

The high priest waved his hand: "I will show you!"

But he ordered to the guards on both sides: "Kill the other chiefs, leaving only Imsh, and take him to the prison, I will prove to him, who is wrong!"

"Yes!" The members of the guard grinned and quickly walked over with the battle axe raised.

"No, no!" The chiefs who had been kneeling on the ground widened their eyes in horror, and looked at the high priest on the top. They were so scared that the priest rolled up: "High priest! We believe you are for half-orcs! Do not kill We! We are willing to surrender! We are willing to surrender all rights!"

"It's not the same!" The eyes under the high priest's mask were cold: "You are all borers!"

"kill--"

The tomahawks lifted by those Orcish guards did not mean to stop.

As the axe blade split the flesh and the spine easily, the heads with panic and scary faces jumped and rolled like a ball in the hall, and next to it, the body that had lost its neck suddenly spewed out. A stream of blood, like a moving fountain, fell heavily on the ground.

Imsh stood there, his eyes closed with his head closed, and the blood from the dozen headless corpses was contaminated on him. The rich **** smell filled the hall, and his legs began to tremble.

"Pull him down." The voice of the high priest appeared again: "I will let you see how I succeeded, Imsh!" He looked at his former friend with a heavy tone: "I am for the future of the Orc And the real leader under consideration, you nobles who once lay on the race of Orcs, smuggled with humans secretly, and enjoyed the material life, will definitely not have the ability, nor the idea, to get a real rise!"

"Go!" The half-orc guards pulled Imsh out, regardless of whether he responded or not, it was a rough drag, like dragging a lamb about to be slaughtered.

What's the difference between this guy now covered in blood of traitors and the lamb?

"Pappa..."

Clapping sounds appeared in the corner.

The members of the Dark Sun Church came out and looked at the half-orc chieftain who had been slaughtered underneath, and said with emotion: "It is indeed the high priest selected under the crown of Goulelyk, so they killed these guys so easily !"

"Those who rebel against my **** will be punished after all." The high priest's voice remained unchanged: "Can we start now?"

"Yes!" The man chuckled: "If the sacrifice is ready, you can start now!"

"it is good!"

The high priest nodded: "The sacrifice is ready!"

He stretched out his hand, the blood mist covered him, just around the corner of the temple, a large number of half-orc children were being brought out by a dozen shamans, looking at the surrounding environment hazyly, whispering, especially when they saw the middle of the hall The corpse of the chief who had had his head cut off underneath was crying in horror.

The whole hall was filled with children crying, but the surrounding shamans and guards let these children stand honestly, looking pitiful, but more like... lambs to be slaughtered!

"1600 orc children?" The man asked quietly, "Are you sure?"

"Ok."

The high priest nodded: "All here."

The man chuckled, but turned his head to look at someone with a broken arm behind him: "Master Chatu, now it's time for you to show the potion talent, how about it, do you want to make some preparations?"

At the rear, Chatu strode with his right arm cut off and his face gloomy: "No need." His eyes swept over the innocent children under him, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "These pure and delicious souls have been refined enough. The best potion is here, it is a delicious temptation for the supreme deity!"

"I hope to succeed!" The high priest's tone was solemn: "This is our half-orc tribe, all the children, if we lose them, we will cut off the generation for at least ten years!"

"Relax!" the man chuckled: "Resurrection deity needs a pure soul as a supplement, otherwise it is very difficult for the great being to get rid of the shackles of the astral world by his own strength." His eyes swept calmly The children of the orcs: "As long as these children become the potions to supplement the soul, the supreme existence, the hyenas and zebra beasts sleeping in the astral world, can recover under the crown of Golelik, by half The soul and body of the orc, a short resurrection in this world, will not only become the patron saint of your half-orc, but also leave the blood of his gods!"

"I hope so." The high priest took a deep breath, and the blood mist in his hand was as efficient as a hypnotic gas, so that the children who were crying under him fell asleep, and he murmured: "At least this Not painful."

"You are kind, Lord High Priest." The man smiled and said: "Absolutely the best candidate to become a new generation of voters. I think Golelic will be very fond of you under the crown."

"I only hope that the orcs can have their own gods!" The high priest shook his head: "We orcs are willing to sacrifice too much for the rise of the race. I just hope that we will not be disappointed." He looked at the man slowly: "I understand the reputation of the Lord of the Suns, but please allow me to trust you for a while, if you help us orcs, we will be your loyal allies in the future, believe me, our orcs promise like orcs Seriously, not like you humans, like fraud."

"Of course, the Orcs have the orc blood, and we value the promise, we understand." The man smiled very kindly: "Our dark church needs allies, so we chose you."

"That's started!"

Chatu sneered rudely beside him: "Shut up when I work!"

No one continued to speak, trying to walk among the children who fell to the ground, leather boots stepped on the faces or bodies of those children mercilessly, but because of the deep sleep, no child felt pain or fear, but instead followed As the figure walks, a large amount of **** thick fog also seeps out of the ground floor of the hall, dissipating the children of these orcs into blood, gradually condensing, and making the **** smell in the hall more and more intense.

Unbearable flashed in Chatu's eyes, but was immediately replaced by cruelty and resentment, and even slowly hummed slowly: "The blood of the dignitaries, the corpses of the betrayer, and the innocent souls of the children!"