Orc Tyrant

After the other two disappeared in the shadow of the building, Astisino thought he would feel a fear that paralyzed him, but that was not the case.

To be honest, he was never really alone, but this time it was different.

The planner found a suitable hiding place in a mine tunnel where a big hole was blown out of the cave. When the conflict between the soul drinker and the night blade broke out, he took the chaos and left the chaotic place. The development of the event It’s far more complicated than he thought. He needs to think about it.

What went wrong.

Or Hannibal's true intention, the bishop of Wendigo Church became more and more mysterious in his eyes, all coincidences seemed to be strung together by an invisible thread, and that person would be a weaving thread. The person?

He is not sure, but the top priority is to get out quickly.

The tamed probe rat crawled around him, sniffing every corner carefully, patrolling the broken holes and the open mine porches.

His last two probe spirits watched the open space at the entrance of the cave, but it was already empty.

In a corner made up of collapsed rocks on both sides, the wizard sat cross-legged and called up the structure map of the entire mine in his mind.

All these maps are stored in his own memory pool, which is his long-standing habit-since the information exists, he must obtain it.

He is not a wizard who is particularly good at fighting. His power lies in memory, in linking all things in one place, whether it is images, words, or language. He can organize these fragmented information together to form an understandable and comprehensible wizard. Something to read.

This is why people call him a planner.

In his philosophy, any information can come in handy, and this is proof at this moment.

He quickly started his work, updating the map with the results from the detection rat and the spirit body, and erasing the destroyed parts.

But all this took a lot of seconds to complete, and Ok's violent waaagh energy interference was enough to affect his meditation.

If the situation gets worse, he may be forced to use certain physical means, such as taking certain drugs that strengthen the functioning of the brain-but these things are usually accompanied by strong side effects.

The disappointing things don't stop there.

The detection spirits he released had only sporadic returns.

The entire mine site has been severely damaged, all imports and exports are filled with Ok, they are looking for any suspicious targets everywhere.

He held his breath and listened to the fine sand hitting the rocks, and the water flowing into streams rushing on the cliffs, and tried to find a safe way out on the map in his mind.

Suddenly, the planner clearly distinguished the sound of a piece of rubble being kicked off.

The breath of life of a probe rat in the corridor immediately ceased, and other rodents quickly hid, and their feedback became full of fear.

The planner got up immediately involuntarily.

The location that the dead probe rat finally reported was only a few hundred meters away from him.

A wizard should make sure that nothing can come close to the attack range.

Astisino was suddenly covered with a sticky cold sweat, what he had said to Klein echoed in his mind, and suddenly cursed his stupid arrogance.

He speeded up his pace as much as possible, abandoned his makeshift hiding place, and got out of the collapsed rift.

He could hear the sound of certain insects flapping their wings and taking off, which proved that the other party was not very close, otherwise these creatures would be alarmed.

A stream of corrupted water poured down, shocking Astisino. He immediately walked outwards along the ruins of the mine, and finally stood at the other exit of the mine, which was not accessible. To the outside of the mine, but came to the other side of the mine.

Because there was still a lot of Ouke outside, Astisino did not rush out, but hurriedly glanced around,

The cave is not very big. The rusty minecarts and tracks are all over the place. Through the eyes of the probe, he found a location with a thick rock wall backed by a thick rock wall and three clear escape routes.

So he wrapped his coat tightly, hid in the shadows and moved there, walking swiftly, just as his instructor had taught him.

At this moment, he felt isolation for the first time. Although the witchcraft-modified animals have been following in his footsteps, they do not bring a sense of security. Many small runes clustered on his arm, like a holographic fog. Like floating in the air.

Just as he was about to hide in, a figure leaped silently from the gloom above and crouched on a collapsed minecart.

The face made of scarlet flesh, silver teeth and jet black eyes slowly lifted up and looked directly at him.

Astisino jumped back in shock, and every muscle in his body trembled in astonishment.

"What does it mean?"

The assassin murmured, his hollow eyes cut into his soul, but its words were almost ordinary, mixed with a trace of confusion, as if the monster didn't know how to treat the shuddering weak mortal in front of him.

But on the other side, now the fear has finally come, and the huge wave threatens to draw Astisino into the abyss.

The epiphany that came with it penetrated the planner's thinking like a bullet.

He let himself be fatally exposed, but this was not due to the ingenious tricks of the superb opponent, but because he made a beginner's mistake.

The scattered rubble, the signal of termination—actually nothing.

All are accidents and coincidences.

However, the planner ran away in a hurry, and he committed a taboo crime that as a wizard could never escape.

He misinterpreted the information.

why?

Because he thinks he can do it.

In the last few days, he was surrounded by some stupid ordinary people. The influence they brought over time made him gradually mistakenly believe that he could work in the secret base of the church or complete actual combat missions.

However, Astisino was just deceiving himself.

He is the smartest member of the tribe, so why has he become so stupid?

Astisino scolded himself in his head.

What caused him to believe that he was capable of participating in such a task?

Why should his mentor and superiors let him go to the end, why should he waste his precious talents?

He has exposed himself, and his weaknesses are fully revealed before the battle begins.

The soul drinker made a noise in his throat, perhaps a roar—then stepped forward.

Squeak~!

At this time, groups of probe rats suddenly rushed towards the scarlet-skinned monster from the surrounding rubble, showing small sharp teeth and claws, and the two spirit bodies circled around, with an icy breath toward the monster. The killer swooped over.

These modified animals and bound spirit bodies received the fear signal flowing from the planner, and immediately responded by attacking in groups.