Orc Tyrant

Set up in a secret camp deep underground in Dunwich, the Oukes are still busy with construction. They set up a temporary stone room, surrounded by many spirit boys.

When a dull sound of footsteps sounded, many Okee boys retreated and filed out of this heavy room.

Rows of powerful lighting lamps are installed on the roof, uninterruptedly illuminating the entire area like daylight, and numerous exorcism totems are engraved on the floor of the room.

"Where is he."

"Here."

The blood seeker who had taken off the rope was chained to a large totem frame in the center of the room.

He is dying frequently, and the device that locks him firmly is Mogdrogen's handwriting, which has the three functions of imprisonment, interrogation and survival.

The floor behind the interrogation rack is lined with a number of pulsating life-saving systems. This is a device provided by the trust council. The infusion tube and monitoring cable extending from it penetrate the enchanter’s chest like a worm. The deep scar has been received. Suture and skin grafting treatment.

He looked at the coming white tyrant and the Ouke leaders with eyes full of hatred and fear. He knew very well whose hands he fell into and what he became.

Transparent mucus flowed from his mouth, nose and eyes, dripped on the floor and bare torso, and dried and solidified like glue.

There was a strong breath of wild beasts in the room, even overshadowing the pungent smell of disinfectant potion and blood.

"you guys……"

He said with a gurgling voice.

"I will regret it."

Guk did not sneer in contempt, ignored the corpse, and turned to Mogdrogen.

"Is that done?"

"Live neatly."

Under the guidance of Mogdrogen, Guk came to another narrower stone room behind the stone room, where Sato was already waiting.

Koresh was imprisoned on the same large-shaped totem stand. He was surrounded by broken mud puppets. The brazier had been extinguished, but it was still smoking.

It's extremely cold inside, and every breath of Guk will set off a layer of white mist.

But Koresh was naked in it, sweating profusely, but there were no wounds on his body, just a thin blood mark on the center of his eyebrows, which was drawn by Mogzhogen with his fangs. Wounds.

"What do you see."

Guk didn't talk nonsense, and asked straightforwardly.

Koresh wailed, as if the painful memory was overwhelming.

He closed his eyes and shook his head reluctantly, his mouth and nose gushing with mucus.

"Even if he can answer, he can't believe what he said now."

Mogdrogen suddenly added.

"Something went wrong, he was touched by an evil spirit, and he would never want to get rid of it for the rest of his life."

"I would rather listen to his answer."

Sato moved his left arm and said.

Thanks to Okna's amazing self-repairing function, the wounds caused by the previous battle have gradually healed, but the traces still exist.

"I would rather you not believe me."

Koresh raised his head slightly and muttered.

"This is poison, this is filth, and the world has been corrupted."

Guk raised his hand and lifted the opponent's head vigorously, allowing him to look directly at him.

"I said to save your life, then you will surely save your life, you will not die, and you will get what you deserve."

Koresh groaned, and he shook his head vigorously, splashing saliva and mucus.

"You are so generous."

He whispered.

"Let's talk about it, what do you see?"

"I went through a door."

Koresh groaned, and he shivered, a thick mucus gushing from his mouth, running along his chin to the ground.

"What do you see?"

"No matter what the world was like in the past, it is no longer the same."

Koresh struggled to speak.

"When it arrived, it left a passage, a hidden door, so that the Chaos Gods can sneak in again at any time and continue to manipulate the world... I accidentally passed through this door, and what was lurking inside. Having been focusing on resisting Mogdrogen, I briefly stepped into its

A memory. "

"Go on."

"I saw a sword, my lord,"

Koresh's body trembled.

"A powerful sword. Its appearance is weird and distorted, but it is ancient and vicious, originating from the craftsmanship and conspiracy of certain unknown races... It has perception. It lies quietly in a rusty wreck. The wreckage of a deity sinking into the boundless cold and darkness, that sword

The device name is——"

Koresh was interrupted by a violent cough, and a foul-smelling viscous liquid splashed on his chest.

"what?"

"The doomsday... howl."

"so?"

"It doesn't want me to see this, my lord."

Kauresh continued.

"It doesn't want me to have the opportunity to tell you this. It caught me. Although Mogdrogen rescued me, my soul has been branded... The only advantage is that I can tell you now. These, tell you this doomsday sword."

"What is its use?"

"It will destroy the world, it will completely distort the future, and it will be used to kill you... the King of Oak."

"Kill me?"

Gu Ke repeated in disbelief.

"gab!"

Kundera said behind Guk, and he turned away from the chain-bound prisoner.

"These are the lies that the evil spirit wants to instill in us. There is no truth in his mouth. This guy's brain has been damaged by the nerve boy."

"Please, my lord!"

Koresh shouted hard.

"Perhaps we should listen to this seriously."

Sato removed Kunderaka's hand from Koresh.

"Maybe this shrimp is trying to convey some truth to us, he—"

"Do not!"

"He might still—"

"Do not!"

Kundera snapped back, and he looked down at Sato.

"Don't listen to his lies, Sato Stormeye, take a closer look."

Sato turned his head and stared at the body locked on the steel frame. The dazzling light in the room cast a deep dark shadow with clear edges on the feet of the totem frame. The outline of the large-shaped figure definitely did not belong to humans at this time.

It was the appearance of a monster with a deer head.

Sato couldn't help taking a few steps back. He was normal a few seconds ago.

"how--"

Guk glanced at Mogdrogen, and the psionic boss turned his head to stare at the exorcism runestone on the floor.

The King of Ouk stepped to the foot of the heavy steel frame and looked up at the tragic body tied to it. Koresh's fangs mouth was dripping with mucus.

He stared at Guk, whispering in a low voice.

"All of this is what I have seen with my own eyes."

"I know."

Guk nodded.

"I have received it, so where is this sword now."

"It's in some—similar to—human—hand—shadow—I can’t see—"

Guk took a deep breath and beckoned to Mogdrogen.

"Is there any way."

He pointed to Koresh.

"Have."

Mogdrogen looked at Koresh, grinning.

"But it hurts a bit."

"Go ahead."

Without saying a word, Mogdrogen pulled out the dagger made with his own fangs and pierced it directly into Koresh's right eye socket, plucking out his eyes in the screams of the opponent.

Then he cast a look at Sato, and the other party also drew out his dagger to gouge out his right eye, and handed it to Mogdrogen without a word.

Mogdrogen threw Koresh’s eyeballs mixed with several herbs into his mouth, chewed a few times, then spit a sticky substance onto Sato’s eyeballs, and pressed into the person who had almost fainted. Koresh's eye socket.

In the stone room, the originally extinguished braziers spontaneously ignited one after another. Sato and Mogdrogen sat down together, raised their hands in Ou, and started shaking their heads, chanting vague spells.

Koresh began to tremble violently, screaming endlessly, but his body gradually returned to its original shape.

Only a large green arrogance centered on the right eye, spread rapidly, and soon took up half of his face.

And his hair and eyebrows fell out quickly.

After taking a look, Guk turned and walked out of the stone room, and the imprisoned enchanter was shaking now.

Guk walked up to him and strangled the opponent's chin with a strong hand.

"You are useless."

Guk drew his pistol, pressed the muzzle to the opponent's chin, and turned his head into dust in the horrified eyes of the opponent.