Chapter 652:

The stern laughter was creepy.
As victors, Ah Tan and others are not happy at all now, because they can tell from the tone of the other party that this person is not bluffing.
The situation is worse than expected.
Looking at the dying mysterious man, Alista asked, "What should he do?"
Nethers didn't speak, but just lifted the cloak from the mysterious man with the wand in his hand.
Opposition has been so long, this is the first time they have seen each other's face clearly, and for a while, everyone was a little nauseated.
In addition to the obvious human traces on the face, both the limbs and the body have undergone extremely serious mutations.
If you want to use two words to describe the current state of the opponent, it can only be a monster.
"You can't leave him here like this." A Tan hesitated, and said, "If we leave like this, regardless of asking, God knows if he will get up from the ground."
Similar things have happened to both the city of Karlworth and the orc empire.
There are all kinds of signs that those corpses that can move are related to the mysterious man and the master behind him, so Ah Tan doesn't intend to let the corpses on the ground ignore.
"Will we burn him with a fire?"
Alista's proposal was affirmed by everyone.
Pack up dry wood and ignite.
Watching the raging fire engulf the mysterious man's body, the crowd finally felt a little relieved.
After confirming that the mysterious person was reduced to ashes, the crowd began to move on.
The words of the mysterious man before his death have shown that there is not much time left for them.
Before dark, the crowd finally rushed outside the newly built palace in the center of the wilderness.
"Nethers?"
"I feel more powerful and what makes me stronger is the buildings in front of me."
The increased strength of Nathans is certainly helpful for their next move, but it also makes them worry.
After all, the building in front reveals a strange atmosphere at first glance. The reason why the enemy has tried to build them in the center of the wasteland must have their own intentions.
"Ringal, are you okay?"
"It's not dead," Rengar said with gritted teeth.
"That's good. All of them are in a good spirit. The dean's men will be defeated, maybe they are hiding in the palace."
The pressure brought by the king was breathless, and even Irene and others couldn't help feeling a little hesitant at this moment.
But they still moved forward steadily and did not mean to look back.
Just as they came outside the palace and wondered how they could cross the gate without knowing it, the gate of the palace opened by itself.
At the moment when the door opened, the thick smell came on the face, and it was disgusting!
As the most savvy person in the crowd, Rengar's face changed directly after asking about the smell.
Although to many people, blood tastes the same whether orc or human.
But Rengar knew that there were no small differences. Even the orcs belonging to different tribes had different tastes of blood.
And at this moment, he smelled the blood of his family from the smell coming from his face.
"your Highness!"
Thinking of Kiraia being in danger, Rengar broke his arm that was holding him, and ran quickly inside.
"Come back, dangerous!" Hekarim tried to switch back to Rengar, but the other side ignored it.
The gate opened automatically, foreshadowing that the people inside had discovered their existence.
In this case, it is likely that the other party is ready to fall in and wait for them to jump in.
Although the raccoons like to die, they are not without their brains. They thought about long-term considerations, but Rengar can only keep up with this run, unless they are willing to give up Rengar and sit and watch each other to die.
"Leave, but be careful!"
Four remain vigilant