Orc Tyrant

An inexplicable feeling made her vigilant, as if the shadow was brushing across her skin, and there was a chill deep into her bones.

"Who is there?"

She hissed, but did not respond.

"Who? Who is there?"

Nothing at all.

She looked around, capturing the details, and the name was smeared on the wall.

"I'm not afraid of you-"

Camille forced himself to calm down, but he couldn't stop his limbs from shaking.

"I am the daughter of the sky, the embodiment of wind and clouds, what kind of evil demon will not scare me! Come out, face me like a man, dare you?"

Without a response, the silence around her laughed at her in a unique way, and Carmel suddenly realized that what other details had changed in the time she walked to the door?

For example, her wine glass.

Her wine glass... it is still in place, but it is not full of cognac anymore, the spirits have disappeared, the glass is full of blood, it has not yet solidified, and even a trace of heat can be seen, as if it had just come from the veins. Gush.

Fear touched her heart, she couldn't resist, her fingers were as cold as ice.

She lay on the ground like a child, hurriedly crawling under the nearest piece of furniture, curled up and squeezed into the shadows.

Maybe she can hide, maybe she can hide, maybe she can—

A dark thing suddenly appeared before her eyes.

"what!"

Castro, the acting mayor appointed by Beruf and a former deputy mayor, was waiting for her under the sofa—at least with his severed head.

His eyes widened, his mouth half open, as if about to yell in surprise and panic, his head lying on the sofa between the slender wooden legs and staring at her.

Camille backed away frantically.

But someone was looking down at her behind him, and his shadow enveloped her. She was huge, silent and powerful, and her body exuded the smell of blood and war.

"Do not-"

She wanted to beg him, beg him, and give her a clean break, but she couldn't make a sound at all.

Later, he put a huge hand on her shoulder, which made Camille tremble.

"He's here—"

The shadow said:

"Don't move on your stomach."

She turned her head and looked up, Dutt, Beruf's chief special forces captain, stood behind her alertly with a sharp axe.

"You didn't go..."

"We obey the order, the boss is here, and we are here."

He answered briefly and looked down at her.

"Don't move on your stomach, run as soon as I tell you to run, this thing is not easy to deal with."

Camille continued to lie on the ground, looking around.

The other members of the special warfare squad sneaked into the room silently like snowflakes, clutching their weapons, and searching for any sound or movement with their ears erect. Their silence is surprising, and their steps are like...like wolves on the snow. .

More than ten seconds later, Dutt took a deep breath.

"Got you-"

As soon as he finished speaking, "Bloodless Ravana" appeared out of nowhere.

It's hard to tell where he appeared from, maybe it was a shadow, maybe a curtain, or just a crack in the wall.

But he suddenly realized like this. He was as huge as a monster, like a dark shadow, with his claws protruding just like the long feathers of a raven, and his loose hair formed a halo of dirt. His mouth was open beyond common sense, and his huge black mouth made his head pale. The upper skin tightened, as if torn.

Since he was not wearing a helmet, he could see a deep bone scar on his chin. This was a mark left by a leader of Oak, although he also killed the opponent.

The special warfare kid swooped forward without hesitation, their weapons thirsting for blood.

Only Dutt stayed in place, loyally covering Camille, and protecting her with his own weapons and body.

"Run now."

He told her like this.

"I... I can't run, a little bit—"

She said, almost unable to stand up.

"Fuck! If I let you run, you can run, bird!"

A vague afterimage flashed past.

One special warrior wielded a fighting dagger, but was easily blocked by the arc-shaped claws, and the other swooped up with a long knife, but only pierced the smoke and dust.

The kid who had been waiting for a long time with a shotgun seized the opportunity and rushed towards the monster, but as soon as he fired a shot, he was slapped by the palm of the opponent, blood and teeth spurted from his mouth.

This group of elite special warfare boys are the trump cards of the warlords, but the councillors of Shadow Blade are also elites of the empire.

Frustrated in the first battle, the special warfare kid quickly changed his formation and launched flanking attacks from multiple directions.

One of them was hit because blood was spilled on the floor and furniture next to Camille, but both boys were knocked down afterwards.

One rushed up immediately, another followed, and then the third.

But they couldn't catch the agile target, and the blade bounced off the ground, rubbing against the spinning claws to produce sparks in all directions.

Ravana held the special war boy Zack by the neck and threw him out, hitting the wall opposite the room.

Another kid, Rick, buried his battle axe deep in Lavana’s dark body, blood was splashed all over, and the kid who was thrown out fell on one knee, clutching his torn throat tightly, trying to stop the gushing. Blood.

The next second, Rick also flew out, smashing a set of tables and chairs when he landed.

Ravana laughed, his clown-like pale face was split into two by a grinning grin that was delighted by the **** scene. The infusion of a large amount of stimulants and combat drugs made his senses a hundred times sharper than usual, although this Will greatly consume his life.

Another kid struck him. He kicked the opponent down and smashed his head with a brutal elbow covered in armor.

Ravana grabbed the opponent's war knife, slammed the special war boy's back so that the blade broke from it, and then stabbed the broken sword into the bleeding cheek.

Ma Mo stepped forward to fight with him, and Niduona also joined immediately.

Soon, both boys fell down amid the sound of broken bones and shattered armor.

"I told you to run away."

"I am sorry…"

"the last time."

After Dut finished speaking, he raised his battle axe and rushed towards the Shadow Blade.

Camille tried to stand up. She tried to run away. In front of her was a squirming O lying in a pool of blood. There was one on the left, and the other was leaning against the corner, looking like she was dead.

The door is so close.

Suddenly, something huge flew over her head, and the door in front of her was knocked down.

That is Dutt.

The leader of the special warfare was lying in the wreckage of the door and did not get up.

Camille froze in place and slowly turned around.

Ravana came to her, the grin on his face made up of shadows, smoke and sickness, like the incarnation of ugliness.

"Harpy—"

He said softly, that grinning mouth shouldn't be so wide, it doesn't look like a human, or he is no longer a human...

"He will kill you."

Camille threatened tremblingly.

"He's dead, you winged fucker."