Al looked at the four massive and ugly orcs and felt a little confused for a moment.
Soon, he saw a half Orc in sheepâs clothing came up to examine the corpse of Warcraft and nodded:
âgood job! Next, you help me bleed! â
Warcraftâs blood has magic power and strong activity, so even if it has been dead for several hours, as long as it is handled properly, the blood of Unicorn deer will not coagulate.
Al soon saw several orcs cut the wind deerâs neck and slowly let out thick blood.
The orc in sheepâs clothing took out a strange bone pen and began to paint on the ground with blood
AI Er followed his movements, then his expression gradually became surprised:
âeh? Sacrificial array? He He wants to communicate with the gods? â
âDo you know that?â
Demassia looked at him in surprise.
He was surprised that such a small child could recognize the sacrificial array.
Al nodded his head, and there was a trace of nostalgia:
âwell, I learned from my grandfather more than 20 years agoâŚâ
2 More than 20 years ago
Demacia almost didnât choke.
âCough, coughâŚâ
He coughed and began to cough up blood again
Al looked at him anxiously:
âbrother demacia You, are you all right? â
Big brother Big brother
âCough, coughâŚâ
Demacia coughed more.
He grinned a few times, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at al strangely and shook his head:
âIâm ok.â
Then he hesitated and asked carefully:
âthat My family How old are you, Al? â
Al scratched his head and said shyly:
âif I remember correctly, I was just over 80 this springâŚâ
Demacia
He began to calculate the age of his grandfather.
Oh, no, itâs granddadâs age
Seeing the silence, Al quickly explained:
âbrother demacia! Donât think Iâm only 80 years old I I know a lot! I Iâm not a kid anymore⌠â
Demacia
A moment later, he sighed and said:
âyes Youâre not a kid anymore
After that, he murmured in a low voice:
âI amâŚâ
It can be seen that he only had his 18th birthday last month!
Fortunately, itâs just a game
Al continues to watch the sheepskin orcs move.
With the depiction, soon, a huge phalanx appeared on the ground.
Then, the sheepskin Orc knelt down in front of the array and began to sing the incantations.
With his singing, the red array gradually blooms with a deep light, and a wave of magic waves converges
âHeâs going to succeedâŚâ
Al couldnât help saying.
Although he didnât know what orcs were going to do, as evil enemies, what they wanted to do It must not be a good thing!
âDonât worry, they wonât succeed.â
On one side, came demaciaâs laughter.
âIn that blood, with the ingredients.â
There was schadenfreude in his voice.
Al gave demacia a strange look and didnât understand why he said that.
But soon he understood why.
At the peak of the arrayâs fluctuation, I saw that the original black and red blood seemed to be affected by some inexplicable influence, and suddenly began to make noises
Then, the light of the array suddenly began to fade.
The orc in sheepâs skin turned pale:
âdemon Magic boiling? Not good! Thereâs something wrong with the blood! â
Without waiting for him to continue to say something, the array suddenly burst into red light and exploded.
âYour honor!â
Blackstoneâs face tightened and he rushed forward.
And four orcs who assisted in bloodletting followed.
However, as the smoke dissipated, the orc priest closest to the array was already dying from the double blow of magic and explosion.
Blackstoneâs face turned ugly for a moment.
At this time, three of the four orcs suddenly pulled out their weapons and rushed at him at the same time!
See a few peopleâs body slightly floodlight, before blink of an eye turned into three elves!
âElves?â
All this happened in a flash, and Al was stunned.âYes, they are my companions. They are here to save us.â
Demacia laughed.
âSave Save us⌠â
Al looked at the elves and was shocked.
And looking at this unexpected scene, all orcs are stunned.
âSpirit?â
Blackstone was stunned and then furious.
His eyes flash a ray of fierce light, fly a foot, kick three elves to fly out.
Three people directly hit the wall, pour out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground soft
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âHum!â
Blackstone uttered a scornful snort.
But soon, his face changed:
ânot good!â
He quickly turned back and found that the last Orc had stabbed his dagger into the chest of the orc priest lying on the ground.
The orc priest opened his mouth slightly, with a trace of fear and bewilderment in his eyes, as if he did not know what had happened.
He slightly twitched a few times, on a crooked neck, no breath.
At the same time, the orc who stabbed him became a spirit.
Gray black hair, indifferent expression, is a box lunch.
âAsshole!â
Blackstoneâs eyes were completely red.
Orcs have no mages
Every priest is a precious spellcaster for orcs!
They are not only responsible for communicating with the gods, but also for assisting and healing in the tribe.
If the priest dies, even if Blackstone completes the task this time, he will be punished!
Blackstone was completely angry.
With a roar, he took out his machete and chopped at the lunch box.
The boxed meal had a dignified face and quickly avoided.
He turned over like a strong bobcat, and black stoneâs machete cleaved on the ground, directly cutting a three meter deep gully.
âCatch this damn asshole!â
Black stone gnaws its teeth.
The remaining orcs roared and rushed to the lunch box.
And the box lunch took a deep breath and used the skills of âair steppingâ and âgallopingâ to avoid.
âRun away Run away⌠â
Al grabbed the railing of the stone prison with a worried expression.
However, just as the box lunch was about to leave, a strong hand caught his shoulder.
âGot you.â
Blackstone sneered and pressed his hand.
And the shoulder of the box meal, in an instant into a smash, blood splashed.
However, his expression is still indifferent, it seems that this trace of pain is not put in his eyes.
A trace of ferocity flashed in Blackstoneâs eyes, and he roared:
âdie!â
Then he opened his hands and covered the head of the lunch box.
Under Alâs frightened eyes, the head of the box lunch was broken
He jerked a few times and fell to the ground slowly.
âAhâŚâ
Al covered his mouth and misted his pupils for an instant.
At this time, a big hand was put on his shoulder.
He sobbed and looked at demaciaâs pale face.
However, the elf elder brother who just met was neither angry nor sad, but gave a slight smile:
âdonât worry, they are not dead.â
No Not dead?
Al was stunned and turned his head.
At this time, he was surprised to find that the fallen elvesâ bodies had gradually faded away, and then slowly disappeared!
âHehe, hehe, our God chosen people are the relatives of the goddess, and they are immortal beings!â
On one side, demaciaâs voice came again, with unprecedented pride and confidence.
At the same time, a faint cry of killing came from outside the cave
âListen, here we are.â
Said demacia triumphantly.
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