Vanguard of the Eternal Night

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An eagle hovered over the sky in the grasslands.

It has been following this team for two days and will never get away.

The orc shaman said: "This eagle is a **** raised by some people, we are stared. Let it down!"

The two orc bows pulled the long bow that weighed dozens of stones, aiming at the eagle in the sky and shooting two arrows, but failed to hit the target.

The orcs who failed to complete the mission were quickly punished, and they released their anger on the human slave.

Stephanie was once again tortured by inhumanity, and she has become accustomed to it.

The orcs are hunting for tomorrow's food. They never farm and treat grazing as an insult, but occasionally leave excess prey to tomorrow.

These prey stayed with human slaves overnight. They are all spare food.

Stephanie took this time to pray, she prayed to all good gods: I hope that one will accept and shelter human beings, hoping that human beings can change their fate at the bottom of the food chain. In addition, I hope to get a small tree trunk tomorrow.

She had not been able to eat for seven days, was dizzy and dizzy, secretly biting the grass roots during the day and barely survived.

She couldn't see the things, and it felt like the sheep on both sides had moved a little.

The moonlight of the grassland shines in a small bouquet, showing the outline of a giant eagle.

It was unusually unusual, stuck on the wooden railing, and pulled a long shadow in the moonlight, covering Stephanie.

Its golden eyes are looking at the human woman who stumbles in the sheepfold.

"You want to... eat me?" Stephanie asked weakly.

She has seen the death of many human slaves. They will attract a lot of scavenging birds before they die, and they will be able to eat and drink just waiting for a breath.

It may be her turn now.

Stephanie had a dream in a coma.

There was a man who saw the indescribable man standing in front of her, standing with an eagle beside him.

"You are the only **** person of Keston, the heir to the last generation of pure human beings," the man said.

In this dream, before the familiar name, Stephanie stood up. She wore a long skirt she hadn't seen for a long time, and nodded noblely. She said: "The tribe of Keston has been defeated and destroyed, but I It is his only daughter."

"The tribe?" said the man.

His figure gradually became clearer.

He wore exquisite and solemn robes, and there were no extra ornaments on it, but every stitch was very delicate, and every line was gorgeous. Even when the Keston family is the most brilliant, I am afraid that Stephanie can't wear such clothes.

The man has a beautiful and slightly evil face, and the azure color is clearer than the glazed stone.

He took off his hood and revealed a pair of long ears belonging to the elf.

When he looked down at Stephanie, the latter couldn't help but feel self-deprecating.

Ah, this dream may be too real.

"You can call me blush."

The man said faintly. His gaze passed through the woman in front of her, as if she was looking through many other people, or something else.

Stephanie was stunned and instinctively awkward and fearful.

At this time, blush said: "I have found you. At the latest, the next morning, I will come here to pick you up. You have to look east and inform you that the rest of the people are hiding in the flock until the sky is bright. Come green light. Remember my words."

Stephanie said: "I remember, but..."

Nothing, she woke up.

The orcs whipped and roared to drive humans and livestock together.

Cows, sheep, and people are mixed together, and they are all randomly dragged out to slaughter, and then peeled and dug the intestines, they can be thrown into the pot.

Stephanie and her men curled up under the sheep and shivered in the gray-black fur.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of an eagle.

The orc blew the horn, and the leader began to scream and scream, and the longbow was framed, and the big knives and sticks were quickly distributed.

In the sky, I don’t know when a group of eagle gathered, they attacked the orc team, each head is stronger than the adult class, enough to kill each other with the orc elite soldiers.

Soon the melee began, and the first blood came from an orc archer who had been blinded. The eagle's claws are like steel. When swooping down from the sky, you can easily take away a whole piece of flesh and blood.

But the will of the orcs is also steel. Their drums are made of human skin, and the drums are the thigh bones. When they ring, they will stimulate their blood to boil, making them tireless and fearful, killing people.

The orc shaman stepped out of the tent and smelled the breath in the air. He said lowly: "A druid..."

A powerful Druid and his animal team. He has the help of an eagle, and the wolf's care - the wolves are not far away, they are better at dealing with exhausted enemies.

The shaman pulls his own forehead and begins to dance. This is the dance of sacrifice. He sang the name of the orc's caresman, the sacred name of Uluk, and happily pulled a human female slave.

Soon, the blood of the female slave was drained and the body was placed into a sacrifice.

The shaman swallowed the eyeballs of the female slave and the blood, and swallowed her tongue. The power of the blood quickly rushed into his limbs. This is the power that Uruk gave to every orc. The power of bloodthirsty.

But this is not enough. It is not enough to deal with the eagle and wolves.

The shaman reached out and the black finger of the five fingers buckled Stephanie's shoulder, pulled the woman out of the belly of the sheep, and opened her mouth with both hands -

Just a little click, you can let Stephanie's brain split in half.

But the shaman suddenly stopped moving, and he couldn't move even a small finger.

Stephanie slyly opened her eyes under the orc's palm and saw an extremely nice elf standing behind the orc.

That was the elf she dreamed of last night. His name is blush.

"This girl, worth 50dkp, you know?"

Blush asked softly.

The proud orc shaman did not immediately roar, and then tore the fragile elf. He slowly and vigilantly put Stephanie down, rolling the orc's unique tone in his throat: "Elves, Master. You want a human female slave?"

"Accurately, the head wants a human king."

"Where are you from, for whom? Our iron-throat tribe is in charge of this grassland, all prey belongs to us! Outsiders, if you want our things, we must follow our rules." Shaman said.

Until then, the blushing eyes showed a little emotion, it was indifferent, it was careless, and it was also red-naked naked.

He said: "Your rules are weak food. We are the same, the weak is dkp, we divide it. Unfortunately, you are weak now."

The shaman screamed and oozes purple powder from his black nails and floats into the air.

Once the orc warriors were contaminated, they immediately became violent. They have muscle spasms, roots and blood vessels and blue veins, and their heads swell and purple, and they rush toward the blush.

The orc shaman, who is close at hand, wields a bloodthirsty steel fork.

The blush fluttered lightly, falling like a feather on the tent behind him. He moved his finger slightly, and a scarlet ring gave off a shimmer.

Followed by his small movements, the center of the venue suddenly filled with fog.

The blue ice pierced the shaman's calf and nailed him to the ground.

As the blush re-wears the hood, one after another, the ice rushes out of the air and flies toward the shaman's chest.

The shaman made an unwilling roar and saw his soldiers surrounded him and ordered: "Kill him!"

Blushing and watching.

A giant eagle descended from the sky before the orc warriors surrounded him.

It danced its wings, and the wind blew the powerful beasts of Kong Wu. When it fell to the side of Stephen, who fell to the ground, she gently covered her with a wing.

Stephanie heard the blush briefly cursing.

It was really short-lived, no more than three breaths of time, and the bitter cold surrounded it all.

Stephanie shivered and kept her body temperature in the wings of the giant eagle. Holding the paw of the giant eagle, she stood up.

Surrounded by silence, surrounded by huge icicles on all sides.

Those ice trapped all the orcs, like ice sculptures, doing their own movements and expressions.

The orc shaman is the ice sculpture in the center, and the blood in his eyes has not completely subsided.

The blush reached out and tapped his face with his knuckles and said, "Say hello to your savage **** Uruk."

The blush released a light to the sky, and the green light penetrated the clouds and shot at the distance of the sky, as if to inform other people.

The flock here is uneasily screaming, because the well-trained wolves slowly surround it. They are cleaning up the remaining orcs and their slaves.

Human beings naked from the flock - exposed, uneasy and frightened, around the middle of the field.

There is a wizard wizard, a human female slave, and a giant eagle.

Stephanie asked: "Are you a gentleman who met me in my dream yesterday?"

"I don't answer questions that are meaningless." Blush said faintly.

He glanced at the pendant on the neck of the giant eagle, which was divided into twelve scales with eccentric hands on it.

"Twelve o'clock, can you fly back today?" asked the red.

At first, Stephanie didn't know who he was asking, and he looked at him with some fear.

But soon, the giant eagle spoke up: "I can't estimate."

Seeing Stephanie’s horrified look, the giant eagle swooped his wings and said, “Don’t be afraid, sister. I’m a druid. This is my change, ‘咕咕’ you know? It’s very cute.”