Orc Tyrant

"Where did you go?"

Koresh moved cautiously, and every time he stepped on dead branches, or when the gravel made a harsh sound, he cursed secretly, because he felt like a fool with a stubborn head.

He heard something short of walking, then stopped and looked around.

The ruins were divided into many deep and dark shadows by trenches and bullet craters. Tiny insects danced in the flying dust, and the shadows cast by the withered leaves seemed to be shriveled membrane wings.

Soon, he heard the voice again.

The flapping sound, the flapping of the wings, is not far away.

Then there was a slight restlessness.

The fanning sound appeared again.

In the next second, a frantic sound of fierce struggle came without warning and stopped abruptly.

The flowerbeds less than ten meters away from him were torn and cracked, and he immediately lowered his body and raised his weapon.

Soon, some non-human creature issued a short, rough, sharp howl, accompanied by a low growl.

In the depths of the ruins behind him, a cry of pain came immediately.

Koresh knew that it was Sato's voice.

He straightened his body, knowing that the priest was injured and in danger, he couldn't just...

Then, he heard a rumble of a carnivore, and his body immediately froze.

The sound was almost close at hand, he wasn't sure which direction it was.

The cold sweat of fear flowed slowly along his spine. He raised his knife to prepare to strike, and stepped forward, leaning on a broken marble pillar, which moved from the ground like a mushroom upside down. From the gravel.

He pressed his back tightly to the stone pillar, and slowly, slowly poked his head out and glanced at it.

He saw the creature.

Maybe I saw it.

It was just a shadow, an inhuman shadow, a giant dog walking on two legs.

It is huge and fierce, and its skin is like a dark, **** midnight sky, as light as the last curse of a dying madman but full of viciousness.

It lives in the shadows, does not exist in the sun, only the twisted upward horns emit dark red gleams.

Koresh could feel the growl in his throat.

Fear shrouded him, and the cold and heavy chill in his heart seemed to be the ice on the top of the mountains.

He smelled blood, a strong breath.

There was something in the monster's mouth, a shiny black object.

It threw the thing on the ground and let out a roar, like the deepest barbarian leather drum.

Koresh felt that his mind was beginning to be stripped out of his body. He couldn't move. He could only wait for it to turn around, and wait for it to turn around to discover himself.

He held his breath and pressed himself tightly against the cold and smooth marble pillar.

He seemed to be waiting, waiting, waiting for the huge mouth to bite him.

It took him infinite time to breathe again, and then the monster let out another low roar.

Koresh heard a disturbing noise from the flowerbed not far away.

He took a risk and looked around again.

The monster had disappeared without a trace. It was gone, escaping into the darkness in the depths of the ruins.

Koresh waited for a while, then he clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, stepped out of the shadows, and stepped into the dark space where the monster had just been.

In the center of the clearing, the object dropped by the monster lay among the rotten leaves.

It was a ball of jet-black feathers that had been torn apart, shining like ink-colored silk.

That was Sato’s envoy. It was dead and fragmented. One of its wings was almost completely bitten off. Blood was splashed on its feathers and the surrounding ground, like a grain of amber in the dim light, covering it. The delicate objects under the feathers have been regrouped into bones.

Koresh has been with these nerve boys for a long time, and has been able to understand the cause of Sato's distant painful cry.

In the vocabulary of human wizards, this is called empathy.

When the enchanter is attacked, the wizard will feel the same way.

Koresh straightened his body, trying to remember where Sato's voice came from.

He tried his best to discern the direction, but it was very difficult, and the fear in his chest was fierce and cold at the moment.

He has seen a lot of monsters, but no monster has brought him such fear, as if just a simple breath is enough to kill his soul.

this thing……

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through Koresh's mind.

He seems to have seen this thing in an ancient book, but it does not belong to the existence of the Wendigo church system, but comes from blood worship.

The blood seeker, a demon from the realm of the blood god.

Realizing that he had just met a blood **** demon, Koresh felt a glacier in his throat gradually spread upward.

He let the scimitar slide down in his palm until he gripped the end of the handle tightly with his hand. This ready-to-start posture can extend the length of the arms and weapons to the limit, thereby achieving the maximum threat range and force effect.

This starting gesture is definitely not exquisite, but if he encounters the demon again, Koresh does not think the ensuing fight will have any subtle elements.

He stepped forward, walking between alternating sunlight and shadows, and the sky above his head continued to emit dull thunder.

Slowly, he gradually noticed a new sound.

It was the sound of breathing, the sound of heavy breathing, the struggling and gasping of the wounded.

Koresh leaned over and drilled under a low branch full of weird leaves, and then saw a huge body collapsed in the shadows.

It was an Oak, and his leather armor was dark brown.

"Ul?"

Koresh squatted beside the opponent and asked in a low voice.

The special warfare kid blinked and raised his head to look at him.

"Shrimp."

He smiled, then tightened his face in pain.

At this moment, his torso was dripping with blood, and a huge wound was bitten out of his waist and hip.

"Shh!"

Koresh hissed, trying to bandage his wound.

"I was hit by that bastard."

Ur whispered.

"It just appeared out of thin air. It seems that there is something against us today."

"I saw it, don't move."

"Give me a little more time, my wound is healing, and I will be able to stand up again soon."

"Sato is also injured."

"I heard, I asked Hagrid to find him."

"What did you mean by that, Ur? What does it mean that something is against us today?"

Ur coughed, his body twitching made him frown slightly.

"We found a secret nest of red shrimps."

"I know."

"But the defense is tight there. All I planned to find a way to get in. Hagrid attacked from the open, and I acted from the rear. I sneaked in while the shrimps’ attention was attracted by Hagrid. My goal was to sneak in. A room with a slack defense, take away something inside."

"What happened after that?"

"He touched a trap."

A voice behind Koresh replied, and he immediately turned around.

Sato stood on the edge of the shadow, staring at them two closely, holding a heavy-bladed short knife in his hand.

"Come here, shrimp."

Sato whispered, his eyes as bright as lightning.

"Damn it!"

Ur also shouted.

"Don't go there, Xiami, stay by my side!"

"what?"

Koresh stammered, he didn't know what happened.

Sato took a step closer, and Koresh glared at him, clutching the hilt with both hands.

He could hear Ur struggling to get up behind his back, and he could hear the sound of the other party pulling out the knife.