Ember Skywalker

Chapter 15 The fate of the wise orcs! The crisis is approaching!
At the foot of a mountain in the southwest of the Gauguin Mountains.

The land here is gray, the trees are sparse, and there are few beastmen. There are only a few intelligent orc villages scattered around.

This place is the border of the Kingdom of the Wise Orcs and is close to bare mountains, so there are not many residents.

The sun had just risen when a team of Huangyou cavalrymen led by Heiteng warriors appeared on the horizon, casting their long shadows in the morning sun.

The leader of the Huangyou tribe reined in his mount, looked at the smoke rising from the village, and grinned:
"Warriors, go capture your slaves!

These lowly bastards are only fit to be our slaves."

Zhimin's team began to charge.

The intelligent orc village suddenly became chaotic, with shrill roars rising one after another.

"Hesa! Jimin is here, take your sister and run!"

Hesa was awakened from his dream by his father's roar.

Before he could wake up, his father stuffed a little kid into his arms and roared out of the tent.

He jumped up, picked up an axe, and ran out holding his sister.

There was already flames rising into the sky outside, and intelligent people were burned and killed everywhere, with many corpses of intelligent orcs lying on the ground.

Hesa suddenly saw his father, who was leading his people in resistance.

But facing the elite Huangyou warriors, their resistance was much weaker.

Seeing that his father had killed three Huangyou warriors in a row and was recovering his strength, a Huangyou warrior leader suddenly rushed towards his father from behind.

"Look out!" he shouted, but no one heard him.

The Huangyou warrior pierced his father's chest with a sword, and another Heiteng warrior rushed up and smashed his head with a totem pole.

"Father!"

Hesa's eyes were bloodshot and he screamed.

Roar!
Hesa roared and was about to fight Zhimin, but when he looked at his sister in his arms, he hesitated again.

She was only three years old and her hair was still sparse.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, turned around and ran away.

He hadn't run far when a Huangyou warrior suddenly rushed over from the side and knocked him away with a bang, and his sister in his arms was also thrown out.

When he stood up dazed, he found that his sister had fallen into the hands of the enemy.

The guy grabbed her sparse hair, lifted her up, and left her screaming.

"Let him go!" Hesa's eyes were red.

He wanted to rush forward, but was afraid of hurting his sister, so he could only breathe heavily.

The Huangyou warrior enjoyed Hesa's anger. He grinned and put the big sword against the little guy's neck.

"You lowly bastard, get down on your knees, crawl over here and call me Master, and I'll consider letting her go."

Roar!
Hesa roared unwillingly.

The Desolate Warrior looked at her indifferently, and slashed with his greatsword. The Xiaozhi orc's neck suddenly cracked and blood spurted out.

"No!"

There was a flash of fear in Hesa's eyes. He finally dropped the axe and was about to kneel down.

At this moment, a sister shouted from the other side: "Brother, run, leave me alone!"

After saying that, he turned around and spat a mouthful of sticky phlegm at the face of the Huangyou warrior, which stuck tightly into his eyes.

"Ow!"

The Huangyou warrior roared furiously, his voice filled with shame and anger.

He, a noble wise man, was actually spat on the face by the wise beastmen!

What a disgrace!
The Huangyou warrior threw the little girl hard onto the back of the black lion, and the sword blade scratched her neck and then cut it.

"No!"

Hesa let out a cry of grief.

The Desolate Warrior held up a small head and grinned:

“This is what happens when you anger me!
You lowly bastards are only fit to be our slaves."

"I'll kill you!" Hesa ​​picked up the axe and rushed forward.

"Go to hell." The wild warrior swung his sword.

The two passed each other.

The Huangyou warrior looked at his ribs in disbelief, where there was a horrible wound.

The wound extended downward to the lion's neck.

This wise orc boy, whom he looked down upon, actually used an axe to split the lion's neck, and then cut through his own ribs, splitting him in two!
The Huangyou warrior fell down with a look of disbelief.

"We are wise orcs, not slaves! Bah!"

Hesa spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the face of the Huangyou warrior and crushed it with his foot.

After doing all this, he staggered.

Although he dodged in time, he was still hit by the sword in the abdomen.

Regardless of her injuries, Hesa ​​carefully picked up her sister's head, put it to her face, and immediately burst into tears.

"Sister, I have avenged you and my father."

"Hesa, come with us!" Several fleeing wise orcs passed by Hesa, grabbed him and ran away.

"I won't leave! I want to kill these beasts!" "Go! You are the most talented person in the tribe. You will definitely become a warrior. It will not be too late to take revenge then!
Hurry! We can’t stop the traffic ahead!”

At this time, two tribesmen came up, held Hesa ​​tightly and fled to the Gauguin Mountains.

All they left behind was the village with flames rising from the sky and their tribesmen who were determined to stay behind until the end.

That day, Raven was walking home after selling newspapers.

For some reason, he was always uneasy, as if he was being stared at by something.

However, he checked secretly several times but did not find the other party.

Then there are only two possibilities.

One is that he is too suspicious.

The other reason is that the other party’s strength far exceeds his, so he can’t detect it.

Raven decided it was better to be cautious.

He secretly summoned the power of combustion, forming a hidden flame in the palm of his hand, and moved forward carefully.

When he entered an alley, the feeling became even stronger and it was simply terrifying.

So he stopped.

"Come out, I know you've been staring at me for a long time." Raven said lightly.

Whether there is anyone there or not, try it out first.

This feeling of being on tenterhooks is terrible.

No one responded.

"Damn it, you timid rat, do you want me to dig you out?"

He tried again.

"Huh, how did you know I was following you?"

A guy in a black robe with bloodshot eyes appeared out of nowhere and slowly walked towards Riven.

"I hate people scolding me, so you will die miserably today, hehe."

Damn, there really is someone there!
Raven's face fell.

He didn't even know how the other party appeared.

In other words, this person's strength far exceeds his own.

"Who are you? Have I ever offended you?"

"You killed Tim, he was my brother, who do you say I am."

The man in black robe approached with a hoarse voice and a bloody and powerful aura, staring at Riven with blood-red eyes with resentment.

Tim? That idiot?

Raven was shocked and knew that he was in trouble today.

"It's just a misunderstanding. We can talk it out." He said as he retreated with a panicked and flattering expression.

“Okay, you can go down and talk to him, but the process might be painful.

I guarantee that there won’t be a single piece of intact flesh on your body.”

The black-robed man growled and pulled out a snake-shaped short blade.

"Help, it's murder!"

Raven yelled at the top of his lungs and turned and ran.

"Robbery! Fire!"

"Come and see, this girl has no clothes on!"

……

The man in black robe was stunned.

Is this guy still a spell burner? Why is he so disgusting?

Is this to attract others?
Damn, that's pretty cunning.

The black-robed man grinned, and his speed increased instantly:

"Scream, the more you scream, the more excited I am."

"Damn it, you pervert, everyone come and see this pervert!" Raven shouted with a crying voice.

The man in black robe was disdainful, this guy was obviously a coward.

In a blink of an eye, he caught up with Riven and stabbed him in the back with the short blade in his hand.

This position is not fatal, but it will make him lose his ability to move immediately.

Then comes the torture time.

He already imagined Raven howling under the dagger, watching his flesh and blood separate from his body piece by piece.

Especially since this dagger has the attribute of "severe pain", it will make him feel more comfortable.

Damn, this makes me a bit perverted, the man in black robe thought.

However, at this moment, the fleeing Raven suddenly turned around, his eyes flashed with silver crosses, and he looked at him with a cold light.

A ball of cyan-gold flame rushed towards him.

"Fuck!" the man in black robe cursed.

(End of this chapter)