Vol 8 Chapter 100: Curse of Vengeance

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Raytheon Castle is located at the northern end of the Southern Taryn Prairie.
After owning the land here three years ago, the three clans of Orc Blackhawk, Mad Leopard and Serpent joined forces to demolish the Thor Fortress and rebuild a brand new city not far away with the materials obtained. The orcs ’memory is so deep that this new city is still called Thor Castle.
For three full years, the three clans of Blackhawk, Mad Leopard and Serpent increased their strength. They occupied the north-south traffic arteries, monopolized the traffic of No. 6 roads, and expanded around the thunder castle as the center. Organizing manpower to plunder human population and materials, so now the Thor Castle has gradually replaced the Bammon Castle of the Wild Bear Clan and has become the new center of the orcs.
In the past 3 years, the orcs and the emperor ’s humans have been resting for 3 years. The rest of the rest does not mean that the fighting is stopped. In fact, thousands of people scale battles from time to time. Every few months, the orcs form wolves. The cavalry will go south and plunder humans, and then the knights of the imperial capital will hurry north. After several battles between the two sides, the orcs will slowly return to the tribal habitat with their loot, and the knights of the imperial capital will have to return to the imperial capital. Without any rest, you have to go to the south to rebel the Senate and other lords.
Because the north of the entire imperial capital is an endless plain, humans are in danger and can only spend huge manpower and material resources to build a solid manor. When the orcs come to plunder, they will hide in the manor fortress and stay firmly. The gains of the orcs going south many times have been greatly reduced. In order to make up for the loss of their expected interests, the powerful orc tribe has put their ideas on those weak orc tribes.
Unconsciously, more than a dozen orc tribes of insignificant numbers disappeared in the depths of the prairie inexplicably. After a few months, interested people will appear, among the slaves who repaired the Thor Castle. Many familiar faces, and these orcs originally belonged to the disappeared tribes, but no one dared to say this in public, because those who dared to do so would also disappear inexplicably.
"One, two, three!" Two human corpse throwers shouted horns, and threw an orc body into the dark corpse hole. Behind these two corpses, there is a cart full of corpses, with dozens of corpses on the car, old and young, humans and orcs.
"I said, these guys are getting poorer now." A human corpse-killer said to his companion: "I remember 3 years ago, I could get a pile of silver coins from just one person, now It would be nice to have a few copper coins, alas, even a piece of clothing that was still intact on the dead was hard to find. "
"Less nonsense, hurry up and throw away these bodies. We will go gamble with those all night, and I won't win them if you don't believe them." Another tall corpse thrower said: "You turned carefully Point, even if it is a copper coin, it is better than nothing, they ca n’t use it anyway. "
"Huh?" The first dwarf, who was relatively short, said suddenly: "How is the body of this corpse so hard?" After this sentence, the short corpse drew a dagger from his body, The corpse's clothes were cut apart, and a linen bag wrapped tightly was found from the clothes.
"Ah, is it a good thing he hid? Open it for me to see." The tall corpse thrower left the matter and came to his companion in a few steps and said, "Maybe we want money, I guess it's A gem. "
The dwarf corpse opened the linen with trembling hands, and a jewel-sized gem appeared in front of them. The two men drooled and looked at the gem without knowing what to say for a while. After a while, the tall corpse thrown person reacted. He reached out and wanted to grab the gem in his hand. Unexpectedly, the short corpse thrown man did not move slowly. The gem is hidden in the body.
The two scrambled for a fight. The tall ghoul was more powerful. He grabbed the linen and grabbed the jewel from the short companion. The short ghoul was naturally unwilling. He let his companion things in vain, and he slammed his tall companion. As a result, the gem came out and drew an arc into the corpse hole under the eyes of the two.
There was a little more light in the dark corpse throwing hole, and the short corpse throwing a torch moved slowly toward the front step by step, and behind him, the tall corpse throwing his hands on the twine, slowly Fell to the ground.
"You idiot, if it wasn't for you, we're drinking ale now." The short man smelled the rancid smell in the cave, and the more he wanted, the more angry he scolded resentfully.
The tall man was still crawling down slowly, his body hanging in the air, and he chuckled: "It was you who pushed me."
The short man scolded a few more words and no longer had any time to speak, because under his feet were all corpses. Some of these corpses had completely turned into bones, but those that were thrown in not long ago were still decaying slowly. The whole cave was filled with the rancid smell of corpses. Fortunately, these two corpsesmen had been dealing with the corpses all day, and they were barely able to adapt.
The short man held a torch in one hand, and slowly pulled the bones away from the ground with a wooden stick in the other hand, trying to find out where the gem was, while the tall man followed the short man behind his side while in the mouth. He kept praying to the of light to brave himself.
"Ah, I saw it." The short corpse gleamed in front of him, and the gem he had lost was even put in the palm of his hand by a skeleton arm. He didn't think much about it, and dropped the stick in his hand. He walked over to the gem, and as he stretched out his arm to grab the gem, a human male voice stiffened in the cave: "Is this yours?"
"Of course!" The short corpse-bearer answered without thinking, "Of course it is me ..." When he came here, the man's voice did not belong to anyone he knew, At the same time, the arm of the skeleton with the gem in front of the short man moved.
"Uh!" Although the tall corpse shoot was huge, but his courage was too small. With the help of the torch in the hands of his short companion, he saw a moving black shadow shaking not far away from him, scaring He fainted on the spot, and the short man's courage was much bigger, he just screamed subconsciously.
The dwarf corpse grows his mouth wide and looks at the dark shadow in front of him with incredible eyes. With the light of the torch in his hand, he barely sees what the other person looks like: a creature whose size is similar to human beings, but only The left hand has completely turned into a dry bone, except for this, this guy's body is almost , except for a small group of rags around the crotch.
Soon, the short corpse-bearer adapted to the light in front of him, and he could clearly see that the guy's body was covered with stitches, and many nearby skins were completely different in texture and skin tone, so it was easy to make People think of a finely crafted fur coat. Skilled craftsmen take the most essential parts of those poor little animals and sew them together to achieve the best wearing effect.
"Very good, give it back to you." The guy who didn't know whether he was a man stretched out his skeleton arm again and handed the gem to the dwarf corpse, but where is the short man still greedy? In his heart, he casually perverted a few words, turned around and ran desperately along the road he came from.
"Bang!" The short man ran into something with only two steps at most. He dared to swear to God that he had never seen this terrifying and suffocating thing in front of him when he first came. Zombies that have rotted but can walk on their own.
"How long?" The guy with the skeleton arm asked, "What year is it now?"
The short man fell to his knees and fell to the ground. He howled and cried, "I still have a mother in my dozens, a dozen children who can't walk, and ..."
"Oh. Have humans re-occupied Thor's fortress? Otherwise how could those rude guys raise so many idlers?" The guy with skeleton arms said in a word, and his question made the short man kowtow: "Please do n’t kill me. You see that I do n’t even have meat in my whole body. Just eat that guy if you want to eat. He has a lot of meat and is very chewy ..."
"Is it?" The guy with the skeleton arm listened to the short man and read out a string of spells. He used his skeleton arm to aim at the taller person who fainted on the ground. A dark cloud of evil from the gray skeleton. The black fog was flying very fast in the knuckles. It can be said that the tall man was enveloped in two seconds.
"Ah!" Although the tall man was still in a coma, the severe pain from his body caused him to scream. He rolled on the ground desperately, trying to break free from the black mist, but no matter how hard he tried If this is not possible, the dark mist will follow him as if he were wearing clothes.
After more than ten seconds, the black mist dissipated, and a pair of tall bones appeared in front of the short corpse thrower. Most of the meat on the bones had rotted, but a lot of them remained, especially the head of the bones. Department, you can also clearly see half of the original face, it is the tall corpse thrower.
The dwarf who looked at everything horrified in front of him spit out on the spot. He knelt down on the ground honestly, and dared not say anything more. The guy with the skeleton arm began to patiently question the captive in front of him, the short man threw Under the threat of death, the corpse, of course, dared not conceal, and said everything he knew well.
The guy with the skeleton arm repeatedly interrogated several times, and when he saw no useful information anymore, he used his skeleton hand to touch the short man's head, and the short man only felt that a powerful evil force was like a flood. He rushed into his brain, sadness, sorrow, fear, grief, helplessness, pain ... Soon he could not accommodate many emotions in his mind, and the "bang" burst completely.
The blood was splashing all over, and the guy with the skeleton arm was covered with blood, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he snarled the most violently towards his enemies in distant places: "I still Not dead, I will come back, waiting for my curse of revenge to come! "