Lord Era: I, The Strongest Abyss Lord!

"Ahhh!"

When the orc priest awoke from the severe pain in his chest, his eyes finally regained clarity.

The previous black high platform has disappeared.

Disappeared together with him were the executioners around him, the fallen angels flying in the sky, and the laughing demons gathered under the high platform.

As orcs with high spiritual power and perception, orc priests suffer from the shortest phantom time.

But when he really regained his clarity, what happened in front of him made him unable to believe his eyes.

There was really a dagger stuck in his chest.

However, this dagger was not the one engraved with black and red swirl eyes, but a crooked and rough dagger obviously made of scrap iron.

Moreover, the wound caused by this dagger was not deep. Since the dagger was too blunt, it could barely penetrate into his chest.

But the person who inserted the dagger was not the mysterious executioner on the black high platform, but a little devil who was smiling wickedly.

The little devil was smiling slyly, wanting to continue to stab the obviously blunt dagger deeper.

"Lightning Bolt!"

Without the slightest hesitation, in the severe pain and life-threatening situation, the orc priest instantly cast a level 0 elemental magic, and the little devil flew out.

Then, the orc priest reluctantly pulled out the dagger on his chest, and took out a piece of skeleton bones left by his ancestors, and released a psychic spell called "Ancestral Healing" on himself.

As the skeleton turned into ashes, the wound on the orc priest's chest healed quickly.

However, although his condition has improved, the scene he saw once again plunged him into despair.

Because he discovered that the red lightning that he had charged before entering the illusion did not hit Caroline, the mistress of the imp who was about to devour the chief's son Imen.

On the contrary, the real target of the red lightning he saved was his own disciple.

An orc priest apprentice who has been by his side!

The head of this poor orc who had just grown up had been split into pieces by the red lightning he released.

And his body fell to the ground, and was snapped up by more than a dozen little devils.

The moment he saw the dead body of the opponent, a little devil cruelly cut open his disciple's abdomen, took out the liver inside and stuffed it into his mouth.

As if he noticed his gaze, the little devil turned his head, grinned at the orc priest, and showed a cruel smile.

And at this time, there are still fragments of organs falling from the mouth of this little devil...

"No!"

The orc priest yelled and jumped at the group of damned little devils, trying to prevent the corpses of his disciples from being desecrated!

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Shortly after the orc priest awoke, the warchief of the Blackblade clan also awoke.

But the reason for waking up was not because of his mental power or perception.

It's the phantom that's on the verge of collapse.

This mighty orc chieftain maintained extremely strong fighting power even in the illusion.

The way he cracked this damned illusion was to kill all the enemies who had been revived once again.

Including his damned father who dared to question his own glory.

In the illusion, he proved himself to the "beast ancestor" who wanted to judge him.

But when he finished all this and wanted to see the appearance of the beast ancestor clearly, the illusion was over.

And after he woke up, the scene he saw also made him unbelievable.

Because beside him lay dozens of orcs, and the corpses of his worgs.

Each of them has similar wounds on their bodies.

"How can this be!"

Zac Blackblade shouted loudly!

He knew these soldiers, and even more so the wounds on their bodies.

Because the bodies of these fighters told him that all these orc fighters were killed by themselves!

Only one's own weapon can cause such a unique wound.

And more importantly, the number of these corpses is consistent with the number of "dead" he killed in the illusion.

Thinking of this, Sac Black Blade's head ached a little.

He couldn't believe that he actually killed all the soldiers around him with his own weapons and hands in the illusion.

And just when Sac Black Blade was still doubting himself.

Boom!

A bloody body slammed into Sak's face.

"Father...save me..."

Sac took a closer look, and saw that the body that had been covered in blood and whose face could not be seen clearly was his son Yimen!

This poor and brave warrior had already been bitten into a meat stick by the mistress of the kid, Caroline.

In retaliation for cutting herself, Caroline, the goblin's mistress, only ate his limbs, not his life.

And this is far more evil than killing him!

"No no no no!"

Sac tried in vain to cover Yimen's bleeding position, but the pain Yimen suffered could only make him beg his father to give him relief.

Sac raised his head in pain after hearing this.

At this moment, on the entire battlefield, more and more orcs have awakened from the illusion of the abyss.

However, it was too late for more orc warriors to wake up.

Because they have fallen into eternal sleep in the previous abyss environment.

Seeing this situation, Sak's spirit has reached the verge of collapse.

He thought about dying in battle, and imagined the scene of dying in battle, but he never thought that he and the soldiers under his banner would "die in battle" in this state.

Despair, pain, loss.

Sac's eyes were red, and he looked at the abyss lord in the distance with tears and roared.

"Why? Why use such a cruel and despicable way to kill, there is no glory at all!!"

But he responded to the other party's question with an evil smile.

"Because it's a war."

"War itself has no glory at all!"