Chapter 247: The enemy of all living

Hengduan Mountains, Orc Valley. ⊥,
The orc king, the great sacrifice, brought five hundred orc warriors and the undead gargoyle knights to fight together.
The battle was really dark, and it lasted more than three hours. The forest outside the Orc Valley was literally cleared by crisscrossing magical powers and combat skills to clear an open area nearly one kilometer in radius.
In the clearing, a large number of orc warriors' corpses were lying all over the place, scattered with fragments of broken skeletons, and the water in many potholes was red, and it was the blood of orc warriors.
"Quickly stop these skeletons, don't let them run!" The Orc King watched as several gargoyle riders were about to run, and shouted.
Up to now, the orcs suffered heavy damage, but the gargoyle knights have also been left with only a handful of twelve. The twelve undead no longer love war, scattered and fled, wanting to return to report.
This is what the orc king is worried about!
"Bengbengbeng!" Some orc warriors attacked with a powerful siege crossbow. Three gargoyle arrows fell from the sky with their knights, but eight gargoyle knights escaped the attack and flew out. The sight of the orc.
"Damn it!" The orc king slammed the battle axe in his hand to the ground, annoyed.
"Your Majesty, the sacrifice is no longer possible!" someone suddenly shouted.
"What!?" The orc king suddenly turned his head, looked at the source of the sound, and suddenly saw the old big sacrifice.
He was covered in blood, his wrinkled face was gray and gray, and his eyes were dull and dull. The biggest wound on his body was in the abdomen. The magic of darkness corroded the flesh and blood, and even his intestines were rotten.
Seeing the orc king looking over, the face of the high priest moved slightly. Seems to be laughing. He said the last words to the orc king: "Your Majesty. The undead are powerful, worry about...they...repay..."
Before the words were finished, the eyes of the great sacrifice had lost the light and had returned to the embrace of the ancestors.
The orc king trembled, he turned his head and looked around, and saw the terrible situation everywhere, knowing that his decision to fight the undead was wrong this time, he was too impulsive.
"Hi!" The orc king smashed a golden skull on his foot. This is Alonso's head, he is not an opponent of the Orc King. After all, the power of the quasi-sage cannot be compared with the real martial-sage.
But what about it?
Orc King Thorg's eyes are full of horror: "Undead, is it so powerful?"
No one answered him. The big sacrifices that served as his brains in the past have returned to the embrace of their ancestors.
Just standing on the spot, there was a full ten minutes of silence, Thorg completely calmed down, he looked up at the surviving orc warriors, and said with difficulty: "Burn our warriors' bodies with fire, and don't let them become the masters of death. Slave."
The orcs silently followed the orders of the orc king as the flames rose into the sky. Thorg gave his second order: "Order, continue the migration. We must leave here as soon as possible."
He understood the words of the great sacrifice. Some gargoyle knights have escaped, and they have already formed a grudge with the undead, so next time, more undead may come over.
Orcs cannot afford such a loss.
"Your Majesty, we are not afraid of the dead!" a warrior said loudly.
"I know your courage and strength. But we still have children. We must live and protect them to grow!" Thorge said in pain.
Based on his understanding of the ruler of death, the opponent will definitely retaliate, and once the fight will have death, death will increase the opponent's strength. The opponent fights stronger, but their strength is continuously weakened, and they will definitely be eventually Genocide.
Therefore, we can only move as soon as possible.
Just now, he was so impulsive! Thorg regretted it, but it had already happened and he couldn't go back.
The orcs began to migrate almost immediately, with a total population of more than 50,000, of which more than 40,000 orcs, more than 10,000 human women and half-orcs descendants, their plan is to continue to walk deep into the Hengduan Mountains.
Time passed by in the blink of an eye, and at noon on the third day, the orcs began to gather and prepare to set off.
At this time, someone suddenly shouted: "Dragon, green dragon, there is a green dragon in the sky."
Thorg looked up, and he saw a green dragon hovering in the sky, but it was not Vianna a few days ago.
This time, the opponent flew very high, at least 500 meters, so even though he kept circling in the sky, Thorg was helpless.
"This won't work, it seems I have to train some flying mounts." Thorg made up his mind.
"Look, something has been thrown down." Someone shouted again.
Sorge looked over and quickly found that the remains of gargoyles and skeletons were thrown down. He counted the number, and there were eight, which was exactly the number of gargoyle knights who fled that day.
There was a voice from the sky. It was Rollin: "Sorge, do you like the gift I gave?"
Thorg gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, "You brought those undead?"
"So what?"
Yes, so what? He can't help each other.
At this point, Thorg no longer has the strength to get angry. He took a deep breath, suppressed the depression that was coming up in his heart, and roared, "What do you want?"
"It's not much. You must have seen the power of the undead. This time you are lucky. We intercepted all the gargoyle knights who escaped for you, so you don't need to worry about the undead's revenge for a few months. During this time, You are enough to lead your people to relocate. However, the patience of the undead is very sufficient. You can hide for a while, but don't want to hide from them for a lifetime. Think about it, Thorg!"
After these words, the green dragon in the sky flapped its wings fiercely and flew north.
Thorge fell silent again.
"Your Majesty?" For a long time, an orc warrior asked suspiciously.
"It's okay. Go, let's go."
At this moment, there are two words in the head of the orc king circling ‘human race’ and ‘dead’. Who is his most terrifying enemy of these two parties?
After walking some distance, Thorg’s eyes suddenly fell on a human woman, this is a mother, her body is very weak, not taller than the chest of an orc warrior, less than half the weight of a normal warrior, the road in the dense forest is very uneven, she walks It was a little staggering, but she always protected the child in her arms.
Look at the child again, the human race has pink and smooth skin, but there are still some fluff on his face, and two small pointed fangs as big as rice grains, which means her orc blood.
This is a little girl, even from the eyes of an orc, this is a cute little thing. After looking at it for a while, Thorge found that most of the frustration and irritability in his heart had disappeared, and he was given the two emotions of calm and responsibility. Instead.
Yes, the child is her child, but also the child of the orc.
Suddenly there was a hint of understanding in Thorg's heart: "After many years, the orcs will merge into more and more human bloodlines, and the hatred of the human race will eventually ease one day, because we are all living creatures, there is a little gap in appearance, but the essence is not huge. But the dead who are resurrected will only destroy everything. They are the immortal enemies of all living beings."
Looking at the orcs behind him, Thorg finally sighed: "It seems that if there is a chance, he has to unite with Humans."
He still hates Luo Lin, because the other party cut off his arm, because the other party made him taste the bitter taste of failure. But he also had to admit the wisdom and strength of that human warrior. If he cooperates with the human race against the undead, then the orcs still have a silver lining. If the orcs watch this disaster, then when the continent is completely destroyed by darkness, their orcs will not escape bad luck.
He is a warrior, a martial sage who regards glory as his life, but he is also the king of orcs. Compared with personal defeat and shame, the future of the race is more important, and he must consider the future of his people.
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"Where shall we go next?" Vianna asked, "Will you return to your earl?"
"No, I don't want to go back for the time being. We have only been out for ten days." Luo Lin is now lying on Vianna's back, with his arms resting on his head, squinting at the sky, with a calm expression on his face.
"Oh, where do you want to go?"
"Well, let's go to the Frost Lands and meet the commander of the Frost Crusade, Marquis Edward Rhein, how about?" Luo Lin asked.
It would be a shame to go back after seeing the orcs.
"Edward Rhein, Saint Thunder Blade? Why do you see him? That's from the kingdom of Aoraki. You are the earl of the Principality of Lehman. Just the two of us. If he wants to turn our face with us, we can't run away. "Viana was taken aback.
The Frost Crusade, the most elite army in the Aoraki Kingdom, is also the most elite army on the Starlight Continent, well-equipped and powerful, and the so-called orc army can't be compared with it.
Perhaps the orcs are more brave than the soldiers of the Crusaders, but after forming the army, the Crusaders are an incomparably cohesive whole, with a strength increase far greater than 11.
If they go to the Frost Lands, if the Sword Saint is upset, the other party has to do it. Even if Viana and Luo Lin join forces, they can't escape the word ‘death’, there is no doubt about that.
"It's indeed a bit dangerous. UU Reading www.uukānshu.com, but the Sword Saint has been guarding the northern part of the Aoraki Kingdom for fifty years. He has guarded the northern barrier of this continent. From this point of view, this man is a real A hero. I think he can see through the overall situation and the horror of the undead. Find him, convince him, and perhaps use his power to force King Aoraki to relax the pressure on Grand Duke Lehman." Rollin said about him. the goal of.
Of course, this was his wishful thinking, and they belonged to the two kingdoms. Perhaps even if Dao Sheng didn't want to do it, but if someone in his staff incited emotions, it would force Dao Sheng to act on Luo Lin for the sake of the overall situation.
Although Luo Lin shouldn't be killed, his martial skills will definitely be abolished and then returned to the Grand Duke in exchange for huge compensation.
Although the martial arts is not impossible to recover, it is really shameful.
"Everything is unknown. This is an adventure. The bet is on the character of the sword saint. But now the undead is so powerful, we have to seize any opportunity." Luo Lin finally said: "This is worth the risk."
"Then... let's go." Vianna turned around, and she was persuaded by Luo Lin. (To be continued...) u
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