Orc Tyrant

"What?"

At this moment, Koresh kept blinking, with a slight sweat on his forehead. From his point of view, Sato seemed restless.

This is very rare.

"There is danger here."

The other party's words are very simple.

"Then we must warn Ur."

Koresh replied. He looked up at the top of the slope. Ur and Hagrid had just squatted on the stone slab.

But now, they are completely gone at the moment.

Koresh turned his head to look at Sato, and the armed priest raised an index finger to his mouth, reached out to grab Koresh's arm, and dragged him towards the edge of the ruins.

His power is so amazing that Koresh has no ability to resist.

This is a forest garden that has been blew up and confused, but the overall preservation is relatively complete. The color of the trees is dark, the rhizomes are knotted, the dark trunks are slippery and shiny, and the leaves with jagged edges are like broken wings of dead insects. From a distance, I can barely regard them as trees in general.

Some of the big trees are breathtaking. The swollen and swollen branches appear rough under the etching of the years, and it is not easy to survive the gunfire.

At this moment, Kauresh walked past them on tiptoe and bewildered, and finally realized the weird appearance of these trees. This forest garden seemed a bit abnormal, but he hadn't noticed it before.

The air was filled with the smell of dust and cinnamon, and the ground was covered with a layer of dark dead branches and rotting leaves, and dusty flying insects gathered in clouds between the shadows.

Koresh tried to put his feet lightly and tried to use the tracking skills and sneak footwork that Ur taught him, but he was still like a baggage that Sato dragged on the ground.

The movement of this psionic warrior made no sound.

Soon, they hid in the shadow of a thick tree. A slender vine hangs down from the canopy, like a widow’s veil of mourning.

Then the dust of the dead leaves got into Koresh's throat, and he tried to resist the urge to cough.

Sato pushed him onto the tree trunk, the dark smooth bark resembling an eggplant, and then the Ouke Psionic Warrior raised his hand to signal him to stay where he was, and then raised his head.

Hauser could barely see each other in the shadow in front of him, with totem-like beads and beast teeth coiled around his neck, Koresh didn't understand why those things didn't make a sound.

He began to contemplate this question with full concentration.

It was so strange that he almost laughed.

Why don't they make a sound? Why can they be silent when they collide with each other? Is there any trick in this?

Sato straightened his body and surveyed for a while, scanning the bushes and flowerbeds around, listening to the sounds around him.

Then he squatted back to Koresh's side and began to fumble for a string of beads around his neck.

"You know what I have been doing."

Sato Stormeye whispered.

"If you can break something in your mind, then it will be good for you and us."

Koresh swallowed and nodded.

Sato took off two black feathers from the necklace, took out a garnet and a human phalanx from his pocket, and then entangled these things with a thin silver wire.

"But the wall in your mind is so strong—"

Sato said as he moved his hands, his voice soft as a whisper.

"Cunning and difficult, there are strong evil spirits in it, I have to report to the boss every day, he is very unwilling...Today, he asked me to try a new method, maybe this is possible, you can The dried shrimps are very cooked, right?"

Koresh nodded. He knew that the other party was referring to blood worship.

"Maybe those guys have something to do."

"I didn't see them."

Koresh whispered.

"That's how it was arranged."

Sato Stormeye replied.

"We tried to use their altars, and I knew that their heads and your heads were deadly enemies,"

"So you care? What was the result?"

Sato shook his head.

"I don't know, but I just noticed a terrible omen just now, and I thought something bad would happen."

"You scared me."

"Very well, it means you are listening carefully to what I said."

"Where is Ur?"

"He has something else."

"He can't disappear out of thin air, what he was busy doing at the time, you must be hiding something from me."

"There is nothing to hide, but I can't control him."

Sato has completed the work in his hand. He held those feathers and small objects in his palms, blew his breath, and then threw them into the air.

In an instant, a black object rushed into the ruins from his palm.

Koresh heard a loud flapping of wings, and in an instant he vaguely saw the outline of a strange bird, even though he knew that Sato could not hide a bird on his body.

"how--"

He spoke, but Sato motioned for him to be quiet.

"wait."

The psionic warrior closed his eyes tightly, as if he was in the center of God, and Koresh could only hear his own breathing louder and louder in his ears.

The surroundings fell into a weird silence, with only sporadic noises coming from time to time: the breeze blowing, the crawling of insects, and the dust slowly falling.

He suddenly heard the flapping of wings not far away, it was the movement of a bird flying by.

"Are you... did you make a messenger?"

Koresh asked. He knew that wizards had such a method, but he didn't expect the priests of Ouke to have a similar method.

Sato glanced at him.

"A what?"

"Magic."

"What does that mean, Xiami?"

"Magic."

"Are you talking about jumping?"

"That's what I'm talking about."

Koresh covered his forehead and replied in a low voice. He finally realized that the common denominator of most Ouke was lack of rhetoric.

"I don't understand what you are saying. This is the way the boss taught me. You can make a jump, fly, swim, and run."

"What did I say--"

"be quiet."

Sato closed his eyes again, and Koresh closed his mouth. He could still hear the flapping of his wings, but it was farther away.

He could also hear other sounds, like the movement of something moving through.

No matter what it is, it is obviously much larger than insects or small animals.

Sato opened his eyes suddenly.

"I saw it."

He said softly, almost to himself.

"Fuck, it's so big."

He turned his head to look at Koresh.

"You wait here, don't make a sound, don't move."

Sato took out a pistol, which looked weird, like it was made of vines, and looked out of place in the leather gloves, and at the same time it was natural.

"I will come back to you when I get it done. As long as I catch it, the wall in your head will have a solution."

After speaking, Sato turned around, jumped from the shadow of the tree trunk, plunged into the depths of the ruins, and rushed to the source of the noise. The fur on his shoulders fluttered behind him like a cloak.

In the blink of an eye, he was gone.

"Uh……"

Koresh waited for a while, hoping that the other party would show up again, but he didn't.

Then he stood up with the scimitar and started to move in that direction.