Orc Tyrant

Qing Jiao was originally just a very ordinary kid. He was very happy to eat and wait for death in his tribe every day, and occasionally beat other boys, or be beaten by other boys.

Until one day when he went out to pick up trash and was about to change his weapon, he was suddenly caught by a group of humans wearing strange clothes. They fainted it with strange smelling things. When he woke up, he was already locked in. In the iron room, six other guys who are now dead were locked up with him.

Those people blow a kind of air to the place where they are closed every day, making them dizzy, and then they start to play around with them, this cut, that drill.

After a while, humans began to insert that kind of weird crystals on their heads. At first they were uncomfortable with the blue horns. The strong nausea made them extremely irritable and angry, but gradually they found their bodies. There have been some changes.

Not only has his head grown bigger, but there are also other things in his mind. As for them, they can't say anything. Anyway, they know what they can do.

So taking the time when humans were about to change their breath, the seven of them broke the house together, killed them all the way from the dark place, ran back to the wasteland, and used their newly acquired power to become the boss by themselves until they met Guk. .

"It must be those guys!"

Guke immediately thought of the cyan skull, something that almost made him stab him.

"Where are they hiding?"

Under Gu Ke's gaze, Qingjiao's teeth trembled and replied:

"I, I don't remember, it should, should... be in a very high place, maybe or could be there."

Qingjiao pointed to a snow-capped peak in the distance, and Gu Ke took a look and found that the place was not too close.

"You rolled down the mountain?"

"No, no, at that time...we just ran all the way, and just came out after running."

Hearing what he said, Guke wondered if there must be a passageway connecting to the ground, otherwise the seven idiots would all fall to death, and it would be impossible to get out alive.

He turned his gaze to Mangul on the side.

"Go, tell Truf, let him and his little brothers look for me carefully, and look around the mountain!"

"Yes."

The head of the guard banged his chest sharply and strode away, and Gu Ke moved his eyes back to the fearful blue horn on the ground.

"How about this."

A very uneasy smile appeared on Guk's face. He lifted Qingjiao very "gently" and asked him to sit next to him, with his right arm blocking his neck, like a good buddy.

"I don't make it difficult for you, let's play a game."

"What, what game."

Qing Jiao was very panicked. He didn't know if Gu Ke was telling a lie. His instinct told him that things were changing in a dangerous direction.

"It's very simple. We often exercise and play. One kid holds one end of the stick, and the other kid raises the stick. The longer you hold on, the more powerful it becomes. How about it? Simple."

"This…"

Qing Jiao hesitated for a while, and when he felt the arms at the back of his neck tighten suddenly, he immediately understood that he had no choice.

"Good, good."

Guk snorted immediately, stood up, and the two guards stepped forward to pick up the blue horns.

After he saw a thick black metal picket being carried up, he finally realized that Guk was planning to let him play a game of death, and immediately yelled, but the guards still held his head. Put the tip of the metal pile into his mouth, and then work together to erect the five-meter-high pile.

Blood was constantly overflowing from his mouth, Qingjiao's eyes widened, his hands clinging to the rough metal pillars trying to get him free, but his blood made his hands slippery, and the entire huge body was still moving involuntarily. Fall.

"Come on, I am optimistic about you."

Guk clapped his hands, then turned and walked down, ignoring the humming whine behind him.

Along the way, the boys shouted and cheered at him, and many boys clamored to join the guards team. This way, the toughest and the most powerful boss is what they are willing to follow. As for the previous failures, they will soon be forgotten. .

The once strong Blue Horn tribe perished, but Guk did not intend to stop there. The western region had always been a place he had overlooked before, but now it is different. He is about to conquer all the tribes in this area, completely. Unify the entire Ork clan under his banner.

"It will be docked soon."

The gray harpy stretched its wings and landed steadily on the wooden deck by the gentle sea breeze. This is a three-masted sailing ship with a somewhat old appearance, with dilapidated sails and a hull full of "patches". The mermaid statues on the bow of the ship have been blurred, all show that the ship has been sailing in the wind and waves for many years.

A colorful firebird flag was flying at the highest point, and the mast was full of chirping banshees, and some strong human slaves were busy underneath, all of them in shackles.

Harpys do not have males. They often capture human males as slaves for various purposes.

"Hmph, hurry up and finish the task of killing this day, I'm almost getting bugs on my body."

Hearing the words of the scout, a banshee noble with three-color feathers on the stern made a shrill complaint. She has a coquettish face and a plump upper body (oviparous and breastfeeding). The light blue veil follows the wind. The swing couldn't cover much, and two strong human slaves followed behind her. They were not shackled, but their eyes were a little dazed.

Unlike the lycanthrope who suddenly appeared, the harpy is an out-and-out native inhabitant. Their history can be traced back to the earliest time when words appeared in human beings, and they have always believed in the ancient god-the **** of beasts, Terrar. Tecutli.

Harpy used to spread throughout most parts of the Pacha world. In the long history, they were gradually squeezed by humans to their earliest birthplace of the Flame Plateau, and when this land of ancestors was also threatened by humans, They can only choose to join the camp of the beasts and become a member of the kingdom of beasts.

"This is the mission conveyed by the high priest. It is a sacred mission. We should treat it with piety."

A soft voice came from below, the door of the captain's room was opened, and two banshee nobles walked out. One of them exuded a mature charm with more gorgeous feathers, and the other was a rare black feather.

It was a very cold black, and even her long hair extending to the waist was black, which formed a strong contrast with her fair skin. The black waistband tightly wrapped her human body, highlighting the gracefulness. curve.

Compared with the other two of her kind, the lines on her face are softer, without some inhuman weirdness, and her soft and flexible voice comes from her soft lips.

"mission?"

The banshee in the stern screamed, her voice full of resentment.

"Liya, you should know why we were sent here! It's not a **** mission!"

"Okay, now what use is this to say."

The older banshee seemed to want to interrupt the topic, but the other party didn't buy it.

"Yamijia, you angered the firebringer, and I was taken by the **** of Cassinilia, as a thorn in my eye! Liya, the feathers on your body made the priests of the entire temple dissatisfied!"

The vicious voice made the two banshee nobles speechless. When the high priest suddenly asked them to perform this dangerous mission a week ago, they all realized that it was not a coincidence. The Flame Plateau was always full of conspiracies and calculations.

Although the Great Temple had carried out a similar task last time and was very successful, only one leader was targeted at that time.

But this time, they are going to assassinate, it is said that the leader of the entire Ouke clan, the beast that has just caused heavy damage to humans, the pale Ouke tyrant!

"This is a metaphor for Taltekutli, and any girl in the sky has an obligation to complete it."

After a long time, the Black Feather Banshee suffocated such a sentence, but the other party turned her head in disdain, and sneered:

"Huh! Do you really believe it? If the **** of beasts really looked at everything, how could we be slaughtered by humans again and again? You are the priest of the sky, but do you think your determination can stop bullets."

"Monica, you have crossed the line!"

The feathers on Kuroba's banshee suddenly stood up, her face was full of anger, and strong winds began to gather around her.

She is the most potential priest of the Sky Temple, but because of the ominous feathers on her body, she is hostile by all her colleagues. Only the belief in gods supports everything about her.

"Okay, okay, now it's useless to argue about this, we still think about how to do the task and get it right, maybe we can turn over after we go back."

The elder banshee immediately came out to complete the scene. She had dealt with such a scene more than once, and the other two didn't seem to plan to actually do it. They each snorted and walked away.

In the distance, the coastline is faintly visible.