Orc Tyrant

If any sane person comes to the square in front of the palace, they will undoubtedly fall into madness immediately.

This place seems to have left the mortal world and entered a terrifying nightmare.

Looking up, it was full of blood with deep ankles, and there were thousands of corpses, many of which were bombarded by guns, many were chopped, and even their limbs were directly torn off.

The makers of these tragedies, bathed in filthy blood, panting violently, accompanied by gratifying laughter and hiss.

A hundred meters away behind them, another group of slaughtermakers was cleaning their guns and reloading ammunition.

"idiot!"

Kaysen hurriedly rushed to the temporary stronghold in the center of the square. The backbone of the fortification was several damaged altars, which were later piled up with broken corpses.

As he climbed onto the horrible pile of corpses, Ok, with an armor soaked in blood and scarred on his face, nodded at him.

With so much blood stained on that executioner's armor, Kaysen briefly thought about why he didn't paint himself red in the first place.

"Where's that guy Love?"

From the beginning of the battle, the bloodthirsty boss disappeared into the tide of corpses, and Kayson meant that he was torn apart for a while.

"Where is he?"

The executioner didn't spend any words with him, just made a gesture with his hand, and motioned to a taller corpse next to him.

Love was sitting on the back of the pile of corpses, removing the broken bones from the crevices of his chainsaw and battle axe. Next to him were two executioners who died in battle. Their corpses were piled in the corner indifferently , The scars on his body are already countless.

Love raised his head when Kaysen approached, and there were so many blood clots on his battle axe, it looked more like a stick.

"It looks like you finally decided to reinforce us!"

Love shouted, and the executioners around him hummed and smiled.

"A whole soldier! We are flattered, and the enemy will surely hold their heads."

"I don't have time to wrestle with you."

As Kaysen said, he walked to Love and stood in the fortification built by the dead.

"We have to move right away. It's not safe here. You have to stay calm. We are not here to die. We have to get around here."

"Send to death? Nonsense!"

Love said, nodding to the far corner of the square. In that weird little town, many figures flickered between windows and houses.

"They are reorganizing. If we turn around now, they will overwhelm us."

"You should remember Boss Gerak's order."

Kaysen said that it was clear that there was only one reason to convince Love who had already killed him.

"Unless you are willing to accept failure."

"Are you looking for a fight? I never accept failure! Didn't you find that those guys value this place very much? That thing must be hidden in front, so they played their lives to stop us."

"They have shown how much they value here."

Kaysen pointed to the mountain of corpses in front of them and quickly replied.

"But it may also be a deception. They try to convince us that this is important to them."

"So where do you want us to go?"

Love asked, as if Kayson's remarks had insulted his majesty.

"How do you know this?"

"Because I am the overlord guard, I will always know more than you guys. If you don't believe me, you will all die! If you don't believe anything, at least believe this."

"Then where do you suggest us to go?"

"there."

Kaysen pointed to the west side of the city, then glanced over his head.

"I asked the kid to go there to see it. There is a road leading to the big house (church), and there are not many rotten shrimps. It should be safe."

"should?"

Love stood up, stared at the other side and said sharply.

"This is your suggestion? If you are wrong, all my blood will be counted on you, and I will commit suicide."

"Let's talk about it then."

Kaisen urged.

"But we don't have much time."

"Very well, boys, follow them and get ready to fight!"

Upon hearing this, the executioners drew out their axes and knives, turned the line of defense and hurriedly rushed to the front of the formation, past the temporary fortifications made of corpses.

This time, the guards took the lead, and a group of Ookes walked through the corpses, splashed with blood in their footsteps, cursing from time to time to those who should be safe routes.

During this process, Kaysen would look up at the spiral-shaped living building at the southern end of the palace from time to time, a move that made Love alert.

When the team arrived at the position pointed by Kaysen, Love saw that the nearest spire was a wicked tower full of ugly twisted bodies and hideous gargoyles. What they represented seemed to be something from ancient legends. A scene of hell.

"Run! Run!"

Amid Kaisen's roar, the guards broke up their marching formation and ran towards the spire.

Afterwards, Love heard a rumble above the city, like the sound of something bursting open. Instead of looking for the source of the sound, he forced himself to speed up and rush into the darkness.

The interior of the minaret is dark and ugly, and the floor covered with stone bricks is full of tortured half-human figures. They are protruding their hands made of stone as if they are behind a prison iron fence.

"There is a way down here."

The Oukes ran towards the entrance of the spire, which was a huge monster head shape, and its throat was a downward passage.

When the darkness deep in the tomb swallowed him, Love heard a familiar voice from outside.

A scream.

That is the funeral song of the withering of all creatures.

And the existence of the 0 cry itself is more shocking than its terrifying sound.

Regardless of persuasion, Love walked out the door and took a look, and found that the twisted living building was screaming and cracking. A huge and ugly flower was blooming. Its appearance looked like a pile of rotting white flesh and petals like wings. It was covered with scars.

As it bloomed, a group of brown creatures with wings like rays swarmed from the stamens, accompanied by a large number of tiny spores screaming towards the dome.

And the loud noise before was the sound of the cracking of the dome.

Love could hear that someone was blasting the sound of explosive explosives.

"Go! Don't look!"

At Kaisen's urging, Love took one last look, turned and ran into the darkness, and the spire collapsed.

And the broken dome quickly collapsed like ice, and a lot of debris fell into the ground, but the weird flowers were unaffected, and they kept climbing up, with that harsh scream.

When the residents of Tyre City were still asleep, they didn't notice the movement of the underground at all. When most of them were just awakened, the huge flower of evil was already in full bloom in the moonlight.

The deadly spores spread rapidly in the human community, as fast as a heartbeat. When a victim just inhaled the vicious dust, the virus had already jumped to the next target.

People die on the spot, and within a few minutes they are dissolved into a pool of rotten flesh and blood, and then those rays-like creatures will attach to their bones and become corpses full of appendages and sharp teeth, looking for those lucky ones. Another unfortunate victim.

Nearly a million people screamed and died in intense pain, their bodies falling apart and turning into rotten flesh and blood.

But at this time, the real master in the city was strangely calm. Only the idle war gangs and boys were struggling to fight the corpse variants, but they were also disturbed by the dust, and many boys fell into a coma.

The noisy Sun Palace in the past was as silent as a tomb.