Chapter 360: Faith (Part 1)

On the night when he came out of the dungeon, Shabal appeared very low.
　　 In the deserted Black Rock Fort, except for him and his guards, there were only a variety of small creatures wandering around, and he did not see any other Oak.
　　Walking to the uppermost space of Blackrock Castle, Shabal was freed from his shackles, and walked alone into the earliest palace of Guk.
　　 As soon as he walked out of the corridor, Shabal saw him at a glance, and his heavy armor was painted in black and white.
　　Guk stood in the center of the palace, bathed in the moonlight cast by the skylight, making him look like a lifeless statue, even breathing very lightly.
　　 The next moment, he turned to Shabal, and his vitality seemed to return to his body.
　　 "Shabal."
　　 said that the pure light enveloped him. Although he was holding a prolonged larynx, Shabal could feel some strange syllables in his name.
　　 "Head"
Shabal responded carefully so as not to exacerbate the other party’s anger. Although Gook behaved calmly, he knew that the other party would never let this failure go so easily. If he was a little inattentive in his words, it might be Will get a more terrible ending.
　　 "I just talked to Grak and Beiruf."
　　 While he was talking, the dark-haired Hawk succubus walked to his side lightly, just as a tamed big cat trailed its owner, and Gook stroked the other party's long hair with his clawless hand.
　　 "They also understood their responsibilities. In the future, the Gunfire Corps will be the Blood Axe Corps, and Grak’s Corps will be renamed Goff."
　　 "Uh nice name."
　　 "Hehehe.
　　Gook laughed a few times, making the walls tremble.
　　 "They are not so persuasive, Grak probably won't be able to run for a long time, and Beirut probably won't be able to use two knives anymore."
　　Although this sentence was understated, Shabal shook, and he glanced at his broken hand, wondering if there was one less one he had to fight by his mouth.
　　 Or one leg is not unacceptable?
　　 "What did you encounter."
　　Shabal did not understand what he was referring to, but the other party did not let him answer, but made a gesture with giant claws for him to report.
　　 "Shrimp, many"
　　 "Very good."
　　Gook nodded, and the background of the moonlight in the dark outlined his huge figure.
　　 "Then?"
　　 Shabal knelt on one knee, like a knight who was loyal to the lord.
　　 "I, I lost."
　　 His breath became heavy, like an upcoming storm.
　　At this time, Shabal did not feel that Gu Ke would kill him. However, he did not feel that he could leave unscathed after the meeting.
　　 "Boss, Xiami is a little different this time."
　　 "Is there something wrong with my leadership, Shabal, make you think I can tolerate failure again and again?"
　　 "No, no, boss."
　　 "And still such a serious failure?"
　　Guk said slowly, the giant claws on his arm one by one.
　　 "You are my warlord, but what is the use of a warlord who cannot win?"
　　 Shabal almost wanted to defend himself, insisting that this was his only failure.
　　 However, when I thought about it, I thought it was self-deprecating. Even if the matter was true, such a declaration would only make him appear more unforgivable and even more hopeless.
Guk stepped forward and stopped a claw blade on Shabal's forehead. With a slight movement of the wrist, he could peel off the other person's face from the head. Shabal had already seen him do other Oke and shrimp. Ever such a thing.
　　He had been wearing giant claws, and the vicious blades extending from his fingers reflected the distant starlight.
Shabal swallowed his throat. He knew how powerful the weapon was. When the giant claws were not activated, the claw blades would gather together and rub against each other in the dry friction sound. When the giant claws started, the ancient between the claw blades The force field will excite bursts of light.
　　The giant claw is both a weapon of war and a status symbol for Gu Ke. Rarely is Ou Ke eligible to be punished by Gu Ke's claw. A warlord happens to be a suitable execution target, cutting off a head that will not insult its status.
　　 "Stand up and continue."
　　 Suddenly, Guk's tone changed, which made Shabar somewhat surprised.
　　 "Tell me all the details."
　　Shabal stood up, and Guk moved the claw blade away.
　　Shabal can feel his anger is burning and consuming his boss, just as the sun burns and emits heat, but he seems too lazy to manage.
　　 Since his arrival, this is the first time he has looked closely at each other at close range. The subtle pressure makes his face tense, which looks not only angry but even a little trance.
　　 Shabal obeyed his orders and began to tell the course of the war and all the preparations, as well as the final battle and the defectors of the other two legions.
　　 He also reported the details of the conflict between the other two legions and the plans of the three warlords.
　　 Of course, in the end, he also reported to Guk the failure trap that destroyed the entire war.
　　At the end of the report, Guk was silent, he looked down at his giant claws, and the huge claws opened and closed again.
Outside the lookout window of the palace, Shabal could see the vague appearance of a giant machine. From this distance, he could not distinguish too many details, but he still knew that, like the armor worn by them, its shell was made of steel. , With a barrel-shaped torso, has an inexplicable attraction for him. After he goes out alive, he must take a good look at what it is.
　　 "I actually didn't lose"
　　 Shabal finally added a sentence, breaking this difficult silence.
　　Gook smiled, as if the other party was telling a joke.
　　 "Really?"
　　 "If Okimide didn't send me here, I can let the boys continue to fight, and they can always crush the shrimp."
　　 He watched Guk turn around and step away from himself. The friction of the joint armor seemed like a slow-paced symphony.
　　 Suddenly, the giant claws hit Shabal's face like clouds and water, and at the moment he stumbled back, he pulled him forward again.
　　Gook grabbed the warlord's throat empty-handed and lifted the other party in the crunch of the joint.
　　His boots left the deck and his breathing was unsustainable. Although an Ouke could withstand a prolonged lack of oxygen, when he looked at Gook's raging eyes, he still suspected that he would die of suffocation.
　　 "Your brain is broken?"
　　Every word of him is like a roaring roar of the engine, saliva sticking into a curved silk thread between his teeth.
"the host"
　　Liya asked with a little worry, Shabal
He didn't dare to move, because any action could exacerbate Gu Ke's anger, making the situation even more unmanageable. He was familiar with this anger, and knew that it was so easy to ignite and difficult to avoid.
　　 "Retreat!"
　　 "But the owner"
　　 "I say back!"
　　 In a breeze, Liya flew back into the shadows again, but her worried eyes never left Guk.
　　The steel on Guk's armor was gradually tightened on Shabal's neck~EbookFREE.me~ His spine cracked and almost cracked, and his jawbone burst with pain as his heart beat.
　　 "Your brain is broken, Shabal."
　　 Suddenly, Gook let go and Shabal's boots finally landed.
"broken."
　　 He continued:
　　 "But it is not hopeless."
　　Shabal looked at him from close quarters, slowly letting the squeezed throat breathe.
　　 "Victory is obtained with blood stained on both hands, not a false idea."
　　After saying such a puzzled word, Gukra opened the distance from Shabal and waved his hand.
　　 "Let's go and see your legion, now it's messy."
"Uh"
Shabal turned to go, but hesitated again. He felt that Guck was a little wrong tonight, but he couldn't say it. He glanced back and found that the other party was standing by the window, staring at the huge machinery standing in the wilderness. Creation.
　　 The words in his mouth were just about to be spit out, but he swallowed back immediately, and he didn't want to live too much. He chose to leave as soon as possible, who knows whether Guck will suddenly repent.
　　After he left, Liya came out of the shadow, came to Guk, and jumped gently to his shoulder:
"the host"
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