This lich needs more money

Where the holy light covers, there will also be darkness.

In a small border town in Ryan, a ragged and skinny orc was tied up in a dungeon.

Under normal circumstances, Ryan people are not allowed to interrogate and force confessions, but this is an orc. In the Ryan Empire, orcs are not considered human beings, and all laws are based on the premise that humans are supreme.

In addition, Ryan has fought several battles with orcs, so the sudden appearance of this orc in the desert is very suspicious.

Even though he was skinny and almost dried up by the sun when he was found, he was still sent to the dungeon.

It is necessary to find out where this orc came from and what he is going to do in the desert.

If valuable information can be squeezed out, it will be a great achievement.

Now the Ryan people who have just joined the desert have an urgent mentality to make meritorious deeds.

Most of the cities that have just joined Ryan are desert natives. According to Ryan's previous rules, it should have been to strengthen education so that these desert people can become Ryan people as soon as possible.

But there have been too many problems in Ryan recently, and the Supreme Judgement responsible for educating the people has just been replaced.

The newly appointed Supreme Judgement changed his previous relaxed and flexible way and began to use extreme means to promote the teachings of the Lord of Dawn, so that these desert people are quite familiar with the prayers, but they can only recite them verbally, but they don’t agree with them in their hearts.

But the superiors are anxious to get results, and it’s not enough to just rely on endorsements. This is not a small-scale mutual "supervision" action. If anyone thinks that someone is not pious enough, then report to the court, and naturally there will be a priest of light to check whether you are a heretic or have rebellious intentions.

And the results are often true. The time is too short, and many people just talk about it, and they may become fanatics all of a sudden.

As a result, after a few times, these cities were in chaos, and there were signs of instability.

In addition to Ryan’s defeat this time, many desert people even had the idea of ​​restoring the rule of the dwarves.

A round of riots broke out, but was quickly suppressed by Ryan.

If the Paladin Corps can't beat the Githyanki, can't they beat you rebels?

The result is that the rebels were purged and suppressed. Then it was a period of even greater fear for everyone. Now everyone is eager to make merit and clear their suspicion first.

The orc is a good target. Just torture him and make him admit that he is a spy who has infiltrated. Then he can be sent up to make merit.

From these soldiers to the masters above, they can all share some of the credit. They dare not expect rewards, but at least they can sleep well for a few days without worrying about being reported to the court.

They caught the orc and whipped him a few times, but they didn't dare to continue. The orc looked too weak. They were really afraid that he would be whipped to death by accident, and the credit would be cut in half.

One of the jailers said to his companion: "This orc is almost dead, why don't you give him some water first?"

"Okay, I'll go give him some water, you look for his luggage to see if there is any other information."

A jailer walked over and gave the skinny orc two sips of water. The orc, who seemed to be dying, finally calmed down and said weakly: "Meat, I want to eat meat."

But he was slapped in the face just after he finished speaking. The jailer cursed loudly: "Still want to eat meat?! I don't dare to eat it every day! You, a prisoner, still want to eat meat? There's not even moldy bread!"

The slaps made half of the orc's face swollen, but he didn't cry out in pain, just lowered his eyes, as if he didn't dare to look at the jailer.

The jailer, whose palms were aching from being beaten, walked to his companion and asked, "How is it, did you find anything good?"

"Nothing, just an empty water bag, not a single copper coin, only this."

A book wrapped tightly in oil paper was dug out, a thick book that looked like an ancient book with a long history.

"The title of this book... "Introduction to the Prophecy Mage"? I seem to have heard of the Prophecy Mage, is it a book about magic?"

The two jailers opened the ancient book, and then found that they could recognize half of the words on it when they were separated, but they couldn't understand them at all when they were put together, not to mention the complex and dazzling pattern on the top, which made them feel dizzy after just a glance.

The orc who had been silent all the time suddenly said after seeing the book: "Put down the book, it's a treasure from my family."

"Family heirloom? Can you orcs understand the contents of this book? You are as stupid as pigs."

"I know, it must have been stolen. He wanted to run away after stealing things, but he fainted in the desert due to lack of water. That must be it."

The two jailers convicted the orc in unison. In their opinion, the orc was a sure thing. And because of their carelessness, they did not notice that the rope on the orc had been loosened.

The orc's body seemed to have shrunk suddenly, and the ropes on his hands and feet could be easily taken off. He just pretended to be tied up.

The two jailers ignored the advice and continued to flip through the ancient book.

Tear, a very slight sound, a yellowed page cracked open, almost occupying half a page.

The two jailers were a bit embarrassed. These were stolen goods, and they would be scolded if they accidentally damaged them. However, they could frame the orc... While the idea was still brewing, the two jailers suddenly felt a darkness in front of their eyes.

The candle that was originally lit in the dungeon suddenly went out, and when one of the jailers relit the candle, he couldn't help but let out a scream.

Under the light of the fire, his companion's body and head were separated at this time, and the half-dead orc just now was lying on his companion's neck, chewing heavily.

This orc is eating people.

The still-living jailer's legs became weak and he crawled on the ground trying to turn around and leave. However, he found that his body seemed to be sinking into quicksand, and he kept sinking downwards.

If you look closely, you can see that he is sinking deeper and deeper into his own shadow, until only his head is left.

In this way, he watched as most of his companion was eaten by the orc, leaving only a bloody skeleton.

The orc burped, and his originally dry body became plump again, with perfect streamlined muscles. If he looked like this at first, they would definitely not use ropes, but shackles him directly.

But now it was too late to regret. The orc, with his mouth full of blood, walked up to the jailer and asked, "You said just now that you had heard of this name?"

"Name? What name? Please, don't kill me, I can take you out!" The jailer's desire for survival exploded, and he was willing to do anything he was asked to do.

The orc shook his head and said: "I don't want to go out. I want to find the author of this book, King Elden. You know this name, right? Just now you said you have heard the name Prophecy Mage."

"Tell you, can you survive?" the jailer asked.

The orc sneered, reached out, tore off his ear, then put it in his mouth and chewed it.

The jailer screamed loudly in pain, trying to attract the attention of people outside, but for some reason, the sound seemed to be trapped in the cell and did not come out at all.

"Say, or I will eat you, and I guarantee you will live to see your own heart!" the orc threatened.

The jailer finally collapsed and hurriedly explained: "The prophecy mage I was talking about, he exiled the entire Kingdom of Unholy Songs, not the one in the book!"

The orc stretched out his hand, pinched his other ear, and asked, "What's his name?"

The jailer quickly said: "It seems his name is Ultraman. He is a lich and the undead number one on Ryan's most wanted list!"

"That's it? Do you know where he is?"

"I don't know, but he is definitely not here with us. By the way, he must have gone to the sea. After he exiled the Kingdom of Unclean Ode, it became an ocean. He must have some purpose. He must be at sea now. You If you go late, you won't be able to find him. I can help you leave as quickly as possible without causing any trouble. I promise..."

But before the jailer could finish his words, the orc broke his neck, then pulled off his other ear and stuffed it into his mouth.

After chewing the ears, the beast carefully wiped his hands and put the ancient book away.

He didn't lie. This ancient book was indeed passed down by his ancestors. But this is not a treasure but a reminder to future generations that they must never forget the bloody feud.

Many years ago, his family had a prominent position and was a famous noble in the Orc Empire.

But later, they met the author of the book, a man who claimed to be a prophetic mage. Not only was the family's entire property defrauded, but this person also set a trap and caused a conflict with the royal family.

The result was that all the adult men in the family were beheaded, the women were used as military prostitutes, and the underage children were demoted as slaves.

Many years later, their family bloodline has almost been cut off. Almost ten generations have passed, and now only the young orc in front of him is left.

Originally he was a slave, until the Lion invaded, he charged forward as cannon fodder, and he actually had him behead several Ryan paladins. With this credit, he was able to return to his civilian identity and his original name - Kargor Cruman.

The name means strong and tenacious warrior, and Kargor Krummen has never let this name disgrace him.

And on the day the slave brand was washed away, Kargor Krumman ran away. As a slave, he had no favorable impression of the orc kingdom. After getting rid of the stigma of being a slave, his actions were unrestricted.

Kargor Kluman took this book, the only thing left by his family, and embarked on a clueless journey of revenge.

After gaining freedom, Kargor Kruman wanted to find the "King of Elden". If he could not find him, he could also find his descendants and use blood to wash away the shame of the year.

Just not knowing where this person was, Kargor Kruman chose to investigate as he walked.

As a legend who was quietly promoted, no one knew what his abilities were, and Kargor Kruman couldn't tell what his abilities were. He only knew that he could control shadows.

He can turn his shadow into his own weapon or even a part of his body. This ability allows him to easily walk through the forest and leave the mountains.

It also allows him to easily wander around the territory of Ryan, and ordinary people cannot detect it at all.

But after arriving in the desert, Kargor Kruman was dumbfounded.

It was the first time in his life that he went abroad and saw the desert for the first time. He never expected that he would be able to walk for several days without seeing any water.

The color of gold dazzled him, and his body became weaker and weaker. If it weren't for the hunger and thirst he was accustomed to when he was a slave, he might have died in the desert long ago.

The two Lane men were unlucky and brought him back, thinking they had picked up a bargain, but who thought they had picked up a demon.

Kalgore Krugman put away the ancient book, and then said to himself: "The sea? I haven't seen it either, so let's go and see it."

Kalgore Krugman's body slowly merged into the shadows, and then disappeared completely.