Chapter 365: Disclosure in the dark (4)

Chapter 365 Disclosure in the Dark (4)
Despite seeing that Biddeville's face was blue, Albert still said nothing: "Beddyville, look at it. [The Bloody Festival] is about to begin."
Sure enough, the guards opened the porcupine cage while letting the ropes of the human prisoners of war open. The guards opened the door of the fence and fled from the deep pit, leaving only the dozens of prisoners of war and the huge porcupine, fighting each other face to face.
"Do you need to do this?" Biddyville hunted these dark areas of Warcraft, knowing how terrible Warcraft is. He also knows that these unarmed human beings have only been slaughtered in front of Warcraft.
"I don't like the practices of the tribes," Albert said. "But the people are at least fair. We don't have any extra food to support these prisoners."
If they can survive from the ritual and kill the porcupine, we will let them go, by the way, save their own efforts to kill World of Warcraft; otherwise, we can only let them become the bait of Warcraft, in order to fatten Warcraft . "
Warcraft, which has been fattened with human life, will be slaughtered and eventually become an important meat, and enter the belly of the orcs. This is tantamount to eating humans indirectly.
"The porcupine has been raised enough. It is estimated that after the end of today's festival, it will be slaughtered." Albert said, "Beddyville, this kind of pork, you can eat it again." ?"
That's right, it's like inviting Bediville to indirectly eat human flesh.
Bedyville looked at the porcupine, and it had solved three prisoners of war in an instant, tearing those people into pieces and smashing them. The remaining prisoners of war fled in horror, but because of the obstacles of the pits and fences, it was impossible to escape.
After the porcupine had finished eating, he immediately opened his eyes and continued hunting for the next prey. It is eyeing another soldier with a thin face.
The soldiers knew that they were being stared at by the embodiment of this of death, and suddenly they were shocked. The porcupine has already rushed, like a giant mountain thirty feet high, and it must be overwhelmed by the blood. The soldier was too late to panic. He rolled over and avoided, hoping to live another second.
bump! The porcupine rushed into the air and hit the pointed wall of the fence. His head smashed with flesh and blood, and he also knocked the wooden fence out of a large pit, revealing the soil behind it!
Warcraft will not die because of this, the regenerative ability of Warcraft is very powerful, and the almost smashed head has begun to heal!
The prisoner of war chased by the porcupine was even more alarmed. He screamed and ran to another prisoner of war. I don't know what he thinks. I guess I want to pull someone to fight against the porcupine to distract the porcupine.
Warcraft has been reborn, roaring and chasing it up. The prisoner of war had just approached another companion, thinking that he could get help from the other side, but he was immediately knocked down by a companion!
The prisoners who fell to the ground were immediately smashed into pudding by the porcupine! The porcupine stopped to eat the flesh and blood of the man and immediately went hunting for another prisoner of war!
"呜" Bediville has been unable to stand, and his throat is full of impulses to vomit. But Albert has already flashed behind Betty, holding the neck of the werewolf boy in one hand, holding the wolf's waist in one hand, forcing the werewolf boy to see: "Look carefully, don't escape. Look at these human beings. How to struggle before the moment of dying. Take a good look at how despicable, ugly, and betrayed by companions, just to let yourself live for a moment."
The man who was chased by Warcraft had already rushed to another person, and another prisoner of war was running away. But this man did not run as fast, and he was eventually caught up, and he was knocked on the ground by the other side. It immediately became a bait for porcupines.
The porcupine finished eating a few mouthfuls and continued to chase the man. The man repeated the previous act again, chasing another original companion, catching up, knocking him over and letting the other person become a food for Warcraft.
"Don't let me go!" Bettiville pleaded, he really didn't want to watch it!
"It’s almost over, look at it!" said Albert, deadly holding Bradyville. The tiger-man is not thin, and it is easy to subdue a much thinner werewolf boy.
"呜" Biddiville saw the last human prisoner of war, after the death of the dead, no one else can sacrifice, and finally was forced to a dead end by Warcraft. He was forced to the fence and watched the Warcraft coming in.
He made one of the most stupid choices: trying to climb up the fence from the sharp stakes.
Obviously, he can't climb faster than the porcupine's running speed. Before he climbed up, he would be smashed into meat, sandwiched between the porcupine's head and the sharp stakes, nothing left.
"Albert, let me go!" Biddyville whispered.
"Do not let go. You have the responsibility to look at the last end of that person." Albert continued to force the werewolf boy.
"I told you to let me go!" Biddyville broke out. He mad at the moment, and the huge werewolf body smashed the tiger boy and the crowd next to him.
The giant wolf flew down and chased it up at high speed, grabbing the tail of Warcraft with his only remaining arm.
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"Hey, ah, ah!" Warcraft was only one step away from the prisoner of war hanging on the stake. It burned in anger and turned to look at the monster that pulled him hard.
The werewolf stopped the porcupine and instantly became a giant silver wolf.
"Hey!" The silver wolf roared at the porcupine, and they are now giant beasts against the behemoth.
The tiger boy looked at the huge silver wolf and watched the wolf disregard the pain and the porcupine killed. The prosthetic limb that had been removed from the left hand and used only three legs to move was actually in an absolute disadvantage.
He can only avoid the attack of Warcraft agilely, letting Warcraft bite and collide, can't always find a breakthrough counterattack!
But now Beddyville is sober, his body is manipulated by reason, not the consciousness of the beast. He acts with wit and combat experience, and is decisively different from Warcraft's brainless rampage!
The monsters came under pressure, and the silver wolf jumped to the left, using the advantage of speed to evade the past. The porcupine knew that he had encountered a strong enemy and quickly rolled the body into a ball. The whole body's acupuncture was exposed as a thorn ball!
It rolled up the body and sprinted wildly!
The wolf rolls again and dodge! However, the spikes on the opponent's body are extremely sharp. After the extension, the scope of the attack is increased. There is no way to completely avoid the speed of the wolf. The spikes make a mouth on Bedieville's body!
"Beddy" Albert looked at the wolf in battle, and the whole body shivered involuntarily.
"嗷嗷嗷嗷嗷嗷嗷嗷" Silver wolf does not care about the wounds on the body, still evading. The porcupine is like a cannonball in this deep pit, constantly attacking the silver wolf!
bump! Finally, the silver wolf could not escape the blow of Warcraft and was hit by the whole flight into the air! He made an arc in the air and fell on the thorns of the fence!
"Beddyville!" Elbert screamed.
The wolf who lost consciousness for a moment immediately replied. He rolled over in the air, changed the landing position, cleverly grasped the three feet, actually used the claws to clip between the cracks of the stakes, and fixed his volley on the fence, just like the wall!
The porcupine also turned to the side of the fence, slowing down and not returning to its original shape in order not to hit the sharp wooden stakes.
The silver wolf is waiting for this moment. He slammed down like a white thunderbolt, and immediately rushed to the front of World of Warcraft. Before World of Warcraft reacted, he had already bitten it down and took the throat of the porcupine!
Oh! The people present were able to clearly hear the sound of the Warcraft throat being bitten, because the venue became very quiet from the start of the silver wolf!
Oh! Again, the silver wolf bites off a piece of meat directly from the throat of Warcraft! The tracheal blood vessels are all bitten, and the huge monsters spray a lot of blood from the throat, killing them directly!
"Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha" Biddiville endured the urge to vomit and changed back to the prototype. He looked at the body of the huge monster in front of him, his face sorrow: "Sorry, if you don't kill you, that human being -"
"Strange, monster!!" The prisoner of war was still hanging on the fence, and he only reacted. He was horrified and wanted to climb the fence as soon as possible, but a fall fell from the fence, fell on the sharp wooden stake, and was stabbed by the pile and died!
Bedieville looked at this one accident with surprise. He almost saved his life in order to save this man. This man is so simple that he slammed himself on the fence and died!
All this has become meaningless! Just as his actions of lobbying the patriarchs are completely meaningless!
As a result, he still can't do anything, no one can save, and everything he does is in vain.
Bedyville, whose spirit is about to collapse, is at a loss on the ground. He wants to cry, and he doesn't know why he should cry.
(In the case of Arthur, what would he do? No, I can't think of it. There is no solution.)
"Beddyville"
The werewolf teenager looked up at Albert, who was standing in front of him and shivering.
"Tell me, what should I do?" The werewolf boy begged and wanted to get an answer from the other party's mouth.
When he hadn't finished it, he was already black—blood loss made him fall into a coma.