Orc Tyrant

The war between the two sides became increasingly anxious.

But Uquette didn’t know that the song of destruction had already stirred in Nutans’s mind at this moment. He could foresee any step of Uquete’s actions. The song whispered to him in a way he couldn’t understand, but he It is natural to know that it is a power that surpasses everything that one has touched.

He launched a torrential attack on Uquet, every move forced him to retreat, no matter how superb Uquet's parry skills, every stab was closer to stab him.

The trace of panic he saw in the opponent's eyes filled him with a fierce sense of victory.

"Then go to death!!"

The screaming spear let out the last high-pitched roar, and then Uquet's blade was shattered to pieces.

Nutans turned around gracefully, holding a spear in both hands and piercing the blade into Uquet's breastplate.

Mo Feng burned through the armor, ribs and internal organs after he was stained with blood.

Uquet fell to his knees, still alive, his mouth flapped numbly, blood gushing out of the huge wound.

"Damn..."

Nutans twisted his spear, enjoying the sound of his opponent's ribs breaking.

When Uquete tried to reach out and then pick up the broken knife, Nutans had already cut his heart completely.

He stepped on Uquet's body, pulled out his spear, and stood triumphantly in front of the body of his defeated opponent.

Around him, the Oak boys began to retreat because of the death of the leader, but the guards were also unable to counterattack. They had suffered heavy casualties, and the bodies of both sides here had completely submerged the ground.

Nutans gasped, the singing in his veins began to fade, and he lost interest in the battle.

He turned and walked towards the throne, already eager for the music to fill his body again.

Nutans turned to the front of a console and looked directly into the dim eyes of a doll.

Its head was placed on a thin body full of metal, and the internal organs were replaced by brass gears. The clinking machinery protruded from the chest, reading the notes on the music scores around it, and the metal and cables were made up. Both hands, two structures with twenty fingers

The body is dancing on the control panel.

Nutans cut off its head with a spear, and then the music began to go out of tune and disorder, and the harmonious rhythm fell apart.

The twisted creature imprisoned in the metal cage, as if revived, began to twist uncomfortably.

Nutans looked at them, an indescribable anger suddenly surged in his heart, and then his spear waved a shining arc, cutting the control panel in half in a burst of orange-red sparks.

The horrible music turned into a dying roar, and the deafening and terrible wailing shook the stone petals of the palace, and then gradually faded, like a forgotten dream.

The music ended, all the metal cages fell apart, and all sounds fell silent.

Then, there was an ominous hum, and those twisted creations floated one after another, emitting nauseating infrasound waves.

As they move, they harvest limbs from the ground and stuff them into eel-shaped mouthparts.

"Dia brother, is this your trump card..."

Nutans watched the nightmare that was constantly pushing towards the retreating Ok, and couldn't help holding his spear tightly. He once again recalled the wailing and screams that lingered in his ears.

Beside him, a female figure emerged. She watched the broken dome of the palace, and the darkness in the evening sky bloomed like evil flowers.

From a broader perspective, the wide black circle within the entire range of the City of Shadows continues to expand, swallowing everything at an astonishing speed, leaving only gray wasteland behind.

At the center of those circles are twisted creations.

As they moved, a wave of corruption spread from another area on the surface, and two pieces of black matter gathered together and continued to spread like some kind of terrifying disease.

"Then... what is that?"

The graceful figure whispered that she was dressed in a black gauze, and her face was also covered by a black gauze, which made people indistinct.

"You've seen it before."

Nutans whispered:

"Diago has shown you through me, this is the engine of pain, and this is death."

In words, Nutans recalled the terrible illusion of corruption. His flesh and blood dissociated in front of his eyes, and the black corruption swallowed everything around him. This memory made his intestines twisted.

He felt as if his blood had been drained, and he felt a little echo of the kind of fear that had fallen on the heads of thousands of prisoners.

And this kind of fear is a concept that his thinking cannot bear.

"You are heroes and butchers."

The young woman said, her voice filled with quiet sorrow.

"Both are both, but people often only remember the latter one. You can't walk in the sun because the crimes you committed cannot be justified for any reason."

Nutans nodded numbly.

"Come on, we must go."

"go?"

The woman sobbed and asked, her beautiful eyes staring straight at the death of the entire city.

"where to?"

"Leave, the farther the better."

Nutans took her hand and led her through the guards who were waiting to walk towards the edge of the passage.

"It's not safe for you anymore, it's not safe at all, Your Majesty."

The first thing that the boss of the Iron Thumb War gang under the Lame Regiment, Muir saw was the gorgeous stone palace in the Shadow City. He stepped off the tormented helicopter and stepped onto a side wing of the palace, the magnificent arch. The top is above him.

Smoke diffused from the fighting that was erupting inside the palace, terrible screams came from the square to the north, and the strong smell of newly spilled blood.

Muir scanned the surroundings, and was suddenly shocked by the thought: Everything here will cease to exist at any time.

He noticed that a group of boys were approaching him from the other end of the roof. Those were members of the Naike war gang. He was extremely excited to see the leader of the war gang, Danjov, walking in the forefront. The gun in his hand was in front of him. The fight is smoking.

"Dead pig!"

Danjov also saw the old acquaintance, and immediately shouted, Muir felt that the footsteps of his drinking buddy seemed more frivolous.

"I thought you wouldn't come! Are you jealous?"

"How's it going?"

Mul didn't play tricks with him.

"This place belongs to us, but Uquete seems to be dead, and it's shameful to be killed by shrimp! You can definitely smell those Gough Shabi, they only have it when everything is full of Skug's **** Only then can I feel at ease, the other parts of this place have been cut off,

Some strange things are floating around, and the boys are trying to solve them. "

Danjov pointed to the west of the city. Muir saw the boys with heavy weapons pouring gunfire towards something out of sight.

"If you come late, you won't find anything to kill soon."

"You must contact the other war gang, right away."

There was a sense of urgency in Muir's words.

"Send the kid to sort out a place to land."

"why?"

Danjov asked suspiciously.

"Dead pig, what happened?"

"It's going to retreat, all the kids have to go."

"Ah? Didn't you wake up from the wine last night?"

"Do not,"

Danjov said angrily.

"I am sober, this is the boss's order."

Muir hesitated for a moment, and then asked carefully:

"Boss? Dead pig, you're talking about—"

"Gough's kid will not come, we will go to another place with them."

"Why does the boss do such a thing? It's not that the beasts let me come here—"

"I don’t know, but we don’t have time to discuss this. We must go right away! I will report to Goff. You can contact other war gangs. Don’t worry about the details. Just tell them that there is no reinforcement. Let them hurry. Run away."

Muir looked up at the palace's solid, reassuring building, and said.

"It's very convenient to park helicopters in these places. You'd better build some firepower points here temporarily. Before you leave, the old party will let those big planes completely blow up this place, so this ghost place is going to die, but I don't plan to bury it."

"Okay, I will send an **** to notify the other war gangs right away."