On earth, Sui Xiong’s home country had a famous classical story, which said that children were the flowers in the garden. In a country that was full of sunlight and warmth, they would grow up being healthy.
But in this world, which obviously lacked of warmth, in the process of a young flower bud child’s growth, there would be no one becoming healthy, some would be withered, some would be wilted, some would have fruit but the result...was very few and extremely little. Although they would bear a fruit, it would have been an exotic flower anyway.
Well, this nickname “Bloody Hand” orc was a typical exotic flower.
“He asked us to hand over the ‘Legendary Treasure’ to him, or else he will massacre the innocent villagers... Gerrard, his head must be flooded with water, is his mind still normal?” Sui Xiong thought for a while, but he still didn’t figure out this general God logic. In the end, he had to ask his subordinate shamelessly.
But Gerrard also couldn’t give a correct answer. He felt upset as well.
Kindness didn’t mean stupid. Casually finding those villagers, who didn’t know anything, and using them as hostages to threaten them....this matter really was an insult to their intelligences!
“What exactly do you want to say?” Gerrard couldn’t stand, he asked, “Why do you want me to give this precious treasure to you, in exchange that you won’t hurt those villagers? I can directly kill all of you, does this sound more reasonable?”
Ruhr obviously had been waiting for this question, he triumphantly chuckled. “You indeed can kill me. But my underlings have scattered around. As long as you don’t give up that bracelet, they will immediately attack, and slaughter all the villagers!”
“Decide quickly. Do you just care about that treasure? Or those innocent lives?”
His smile was ugly and cheap. His short nose was sticking up. Saliva flowed out following his fangs. Under the sunlight, a stinky smell was emitted all around, which made people feel nauseous.
Gerrard angrily smiled back. He was about to punch him in the face, help him reconstruct, in the next life ---- if any----make him a good man. Sui Xiong called him again.
“Ha ha... I have never met such a shameless bastard like you!” Sui Xiong laughed grimly. His murderous intent flowed all over the place, “PK, however, I only kill newcomers? Ha ha... Ha ha ha... Do not kill him. Just delete his account, make him forever not dare to go online, I have no way to think thoroughly!”
“Highness, what are you going to do?”
“Give him the bracelet.” Sui Xiong said coldly, “Wait until I settle everything, I’ll tell you.”
Gerrard was startled, “What?! Give ‘Hollow Gaze’ to him? To this despicable, shameless villain?”
“Give it to him. After that, you should leave, do not turn your head back.”
From Sui Xiong’s eerie voice, Gerrard somehow figured out something, he secretly shuddered.
He understood that this extremely evil Orc bandit had completely angered the great Hollow Mask Highness. This guy’s ending must be exceedingly tragic.
Having provoked a true god, then still dumbly carrying a true god incarnated holy item by his side. What kind of ending would there be for this unbelievably stupid fellow?
The kind-hearted Gerrard didn’t want to think too much. He was afraid that if he overthought, he would get nightmares for himself.
He took the bracelet off of his right wrist, threw it towards Ruhr, he didn’t want to see the scene of the greedy bandits that flusteredly caught the treasure, then were crazily happy and uncontrollably did silly things. He turned around to leave.
He left really quickly. On one hand, he didn’t want to see the upcoming tragic ending of these bastards. On the other hand, he felt disgusted.
Evil and ugliness could no longer describe this Orc’s ruthless behavior. It was really like a stinky rotten meat, which was really disgusting. Gerrard wondered whether or not a housefly or some kind of dung-eating insect would force themselves to wait for this thing.
Ruhr may not want to care about this stupid double-thinking guy. At this moment, all his attention was on that attractive bone bracelet.
This treasure was indeed like the information he got, containing a mighty dark power. Although on the outside the dark power divine light was not also that dazzling, it seemed that only a few adventurers, who had been in Jianghu for several years, could afford buying this stuff. When he held this bracelet in his hand, he could feel an abundance of dark power hidden it. It was indeed extremely boundless!
He wanted to bring the bone bracelet along. But he then discovered that this was a bracelet for a giant. It was too big for him. He basically couldn’t wear it. After thinking for a while, he wore it on his neck, and turned it into a necklace.
Although... it was worn as a necklace, it was still a little too big for him.
But he didn’t care. When he wore the “Necklace”, in a blink of an eye, a white light flashed up. After that, he could feel an extremely endless power surging inside of him. He even felt extremely powerful and extremely confident. Looked like there was nothing he couldn’t do. He instantly got the so-called “Heaven wants to kill me, I can immediately fight against the Heaven. God wants to block me, I can immediately slaughter God” courage. Wherever his vigor reached, the vegetation around immediately trembled and bowed down in front of him.
“What a good treasure!” He couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
After done laughing, he turned to the group of subordinates, satisfactorily asked, “What do you think about this treasure?”
In the next blink of an eye, the smile froze on his face.
Appearing in his eyes right now was not his long-time subordinates but countless soft, sticky waving tentacles from a block of meat, which was producing some strange sounds.
Ruhr yelled out in surprise, instinctively staggered several steps back, until he hit a tree, he once again stood firmly.
But he immediately felt something strange. On his back, there was basically not a touch of a solid tree but some kind of soft and sticky stuff glued to his body.
He hurriedly used his force to get away from it. Finally, that sticky stuff came off his body. He turned his head around, all he could see was a forest appearing out of nowhere and a bunch of tentacles, which were all in different sizes and were dancing crazily, messily.
If looking closely, he could vaguely see faces on top of those tentacles, which looked pretty familiar to him.
He couldn’t stand but took another closer look. These faces, which he vaguely saw a minute ago, slowly became clearer. Those faces were full of hair, brutal and ugly. Their noses were short. Fangs were sticking out from the mouths, scars on the face,...
Suddenly, he awakened.
Those were his subordinates, the faces of the members of the Wolf Orc Legion!
In this split of a second, everything unclear immediately became clearer. He was certainly familiar with those faces! The brutal and obedient look could no longer be seen on those faces. On the contrary, they were full of panic, completely lifeless, as pale as a corpse.
Ruhr angrily roared, quickly took out the bent blade, and carefully watched around.
“You... What are you!” He roared, raised his bent blade to provoke, “Dare to play in front of this boss Bloody Hand. Believe it or not I will cut you into pieces!”
A bizarre laugh suddenly resounded in his eyes. He didn’t hesitate, heading toward the direction of the laugh to slash but his blade fell to void.
He turned around to check. He then saw an Orc face sticking out of the full-of-tentacles body. This monster with an undetermined shape floated in the air, used its dreadful eyes to look at him.
The sharp sound, which was like the sound of claws scratching steel, seemed like it came up from some kind of ancient area.
“Come back here, come back to us.”
This voice resonated everywhere. These repeated sounds “Come back, come back” were low or high, were young or old, all completely lifeless without having a bit of energy.
But if listening carefully, an endless joy could be heard from these sounds.
Ruhr let out a miserable shrieking sound, waved his bent blade, headed toward those monsters to slaughter.
As a bandit, he was of course afraid of death. But even if he was going to die, he must not die under the hands of these freaks!
His intuition told him that death would be unavoidable if he had fallen into those beasts’ hands.
“The King of Beasts (the Orc King) please bless me!” He prayed, then desperately ran forward, and left those monsters far behind.
He was clearly bolting. But for an unknown reason, he didn’t have a feeling of moving forward. The scenery around didn’t even have a slightest hint of changing.
He lowered his head to check. Under his feet, it was basically not solid soil but was some kind of wiggling stuff. There was an icy-cold mucus flowing on the surface of that stuff, pouring over his feet.
Ruhr went mad, screamed out, waved his blade in all directions to slaughter, but he couldn’t slash anything. However, through this method, his courage somehow shone again. He also stood more steadily.
“Come here! This Ruhr is not afraid of death!”
Those waving bizarre tentacles with a vague face quickly approached him. Their powers were not big, but both viscous and tenacious. When the sharp magic bent blade struck down, even a normal cut mark wouldn’t show up.
Being pushed to the desperate straits, Ruhr bit his teeth tightly, risked his life to slaughter. One blade couldn’t do anything, then two and three blades. Only relying on the blade was not enough. He then used kicks and punches, even his teeth to bite.
He hadn’t remembered how long he had been struggling anymore. His thoughts slowly became chaotic. Everything became blurry as if they were drained in oil, sticky and ambiguous.
His bent blade was no longer in his hand. His arms and legs had already lost their power. His gifted weapon----the teeth, were all sore to the point that he couldn’t bite anymore.
That full-of-tentacles object eventually defeated him, entangled him, wrapped him more and more tightly, which made him unable to breathe.
His vision gradually became dimmer. The extreme fatigue made his heart and lungs painful every time he breathed. But as compared to the pain in his head, the pain in his chest was nothing.
That deep pain in his chest was like an intolerably itchy place. It was unbearable to the extent that he wanted to use an ax to crush his head, pull out his brain, throw all of that to the ground and stomp on it.
Maybe he actually couldn’t do anything except for standing still and helpless seeing the vague face with extremely big tentacles slowly approaching him. On the tentacles, a small mouth full of teeth appeared out of nowhere. Countless small teeth rubbed against each other, creating a sharp sound.
In this moment, he felt that he himself should pray. He couldn’t also give out a correct answer in such a chaotic situation.
Who should he pray? How should he pray? He couldn’t remember anything.
In the next blink, he even forgot the “Praying” matter completely.
When he was wrapped by the tentacles and brought closer to the mouth, he finally could see clearly the extremely big tentacle face.
That was his face.
The last thought of his was like a collapsing Qingming. There was just an endless primal chaos left. The bandit leader who was just a human corpse smirked, exposed a bizarre smile.
“Ha ha... Ka ka.... Uhm ha ha ha ha....”
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On earth, Sui Xiong’s home country had a famous classical story, which said that children were the flowers in the garden. In a country that was full of sunlight and warmth, they would grow up being healthy.
But in this world, which obviously lacked of warmth, in the process of a young flower bud child’s growth, there would be no one becoming healthy, some would be withered, some would be wilted, some would have fruit but the result...was very few and extremely little. Although they would bear a fruit, it would have been an exotic flower anyway.
Well, this nickname “Bloody Hand” orc was a typical exotic flower.
“He asked us to hand over the ‘Legendary Treasure’ to him, or else he will massacre the innocent villagers... Gerrard, his head must be flooded with water, is his mind still normal?” Sui Xiong thought for a while, but he still didn’t figure out this general God logic. In the end, he had to ask his subordinate shamelessly.
But Gerrard also couldn’t give a correct answer. He felt upset as well.
Kindness didn’t mean stupid. Casually finding those villagers, who didn’t know anything, and using them as hostages to threaten them....this matter really was an insult to their intelligences!
“What exactly do you want to say?” Gerrard couldn’t stand, he asked, “Why do you want me to give this precious treasure to you, in exchange that you won’t hurt those villagers? I can directly kill all of you, does this sound more reasonable?”
Ruhr obviously had been waiting for this question, he triumphantly chuckled. “You indeed can kill me. But my underlings have scattered around. As long as you don’t give up that bracelet, they will immediately attack, and slaughter all the villagers!”
“Decide quickly. Do you just care about that treasure? Or those innocent lives?”
His smile was ugly and cheap. His short nose was sticking up. Saliva flowed out following his fangs. Under the sunlight, a stinky smell was emitted all around, which made people feel nauseous.
Gerrard angrily smiled back. He was about to punch him in the face, help him reconstruct, in the next life ---- if any----make him a good man. Sui Xiong called him again.
“Ha ha... I have never met such a shameless bastard like you!” Sui Xiong laughed grimly. His murderous intent flowed all over the place, “PK, however, I only kill newcomers? Ha ha... Ha ha ha... Do not kill him. Just delete his account, make him forever not dare to go online, I have no way to think thoroughly!”
“Highness, what are you going to do?”
“Give him the bracelet.” Sui Xiong said coldly, “Wait until I settle everything, I’ll tell you.”
Gerrard was startled, “What?! Give ‘Hollow Gaze’ to him? To this despicable, shameless villain?”
“Give it to him. After that, you should leave, do not turn your head back.”
From Sui Xiong’s eerie voice, Gerrard somehow figured out something, he secretly shuddered.
He understood that this extremely evil Orc bandit had completely angered the great Hollow Mask Highness. This guy’s ending must be exceedingly tragic.
Having provoked a true god, then still dumbly carrying a true god incarnated holy item by his side. What kind of ending would there be for this unbelievably stupid fellow?
The kind-hearted Gerrard didn’t want to think too much. He was afraid that if he overthought, he would get nightmares for himself.
He took the bracelet off of his right wrist, threw it towards Ruhr, he didn’t want to see the scene of the greedy bandits that flusteredly caught the treasure, then were crazily happy and uncontrollably did silly things. He turned around to leave.
He left really quickly. On one hand, he didn’t want to see the upcoming tragic ending of these bastards. On the other hand, he felt disgusted.
Evil and ugliness could no longer describe this Orc’s ruthless behavior. It was really like a stinky rotten meat, which was really disgusting. Gerrard wondered whether or not a housefly or some kind of dung-eating insect would force themselves to wait for this thing.
Ruhr may not want to care about this stupid double-thinking guy. At this moment, all his attention was on that attractive bone bracelet.
This treasure was indeed like the information he got, containing a mighty dark power. Although on the outside the dark power divine light was not also that dazzling, it seemed that only a few adventurers, who had been in Jianghu for several years, could afford buying this stuff. When he held this bracelet in his hand, he could feel an abundance of dark power hidden it. It was indeed extremely boundless!
He wanted to bring the bone bracelet along. But he then discovered that this was a bracelet for a giant. It was too big for him. He basically couldn’t wear it. After thinking for a while, he wore it on his neck, and turned it into a necklace.
Although... it was worn as a necklace, it was still a little too big for him.
But he didn’t care. When he wore the “Necklace”, in a blink of an eye, a white light flashed up. After that, he could feel an extremely endless power surging inside of him. He even felt extremely powerful and extremely confident. Looked like there was nothing he couldn’t do. He instantly got the so-called “Heaven wants to kill me, I can immediately fight against the Heaven. God wants to block me, I can immediately slaughter God” courage. Wherever his vigor reached, the vegetation around immediately trembled and bowed down in front of him.
“What a good treasure!” He couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
After done laughing, he turned to the group of subordinates, satisfactorily asked, “What do you think about this treasure?”
In the next blink of an eye, the smile froze on his face.
Appearing in his eyes right now was not his long-time subordinates but countless soft, sticky waving tentacles from a block of meat, which was producing some strange sounds.
Ruhr yelled out in surprise, instinctively staggered several steps back, until he hit a tree, he once again stood firmly.
But he immediately felt something strange. On his back, there was basically not a touch of a solid tree but some kind of soft and sticky stuff glued to his body.
He hurriedly used his force to get away from it. Finally, that sticky stuff came off his body. He turned his head around, all he could see was a forest appearing out of nowhere and a bunch of tentacles, which were all in different sizes and were dancing crazily, messily.
If looking closely, he could vaguely see faces on top of those tentacles, which looked pretty familiar to him.
He couldn’t stand but took another closer look. These faces, which he vaguely saw a minute ago, slowly became clearer. Those faces were full of hair, brutal and ugly. Their noses were short. Fangs were sticking out from the mouths, scars on the face,...
Suddenly, he awakened.
Those were his subordinates, the faces of the members of the Wolf Orc Legion!
In this split of a second, everything unclear immediately became clearer. He was certainly familiar with those faces! The brutal and obedient look could no longer be seen on those faces. On the contrary, they were full of panic, completely lifeless, as pale as a corpse.
Ruhr angrily roared, quickly took out the bent blade, and carefully watched around.
“You... What are you!” He roared, raised his bent blade to provoke, “Dare to play in front of this boss Bloody Hand. Believe it or not I will cut you into pieces!”
A bizarre laugh suddenly resounded in his eyes. He didn’t hesitate, heading toward the direction of the laugh to slash but his blade fell to void.
He turned around to check. He then saw an Orc face sticking out of the full-of-tentacles body. This monster with an undetermined shape floated in the air, used its dreadful eyes to look at him.
The sharp sound, which was like the sound of claws scratching steel, seemed like it came up from some kind of ancient area.
“Come back here, come back to us.”
This voice resonated everywhere. These repeated sounds “Come back, come back” were low or high, were young or old, all completely lifeless without having a bit of energy.
But if listening carefully, an endless joy could be heard from these sounds.
Ruhr let out a miserable shrieking sound, waved his bent blade, headed toward those monsters to slaughter.
As a bandit, he was of course afraid of death. But even if he was going to die, he must not die under the hands of these freaks!
His intuition told him that death would be unavoidable if he had fallen into those beasts’ hands.
“The King of Beasts (the Orc King) please bless me!” He prayed, then desperately ran forward, and left those monsters far behind.
He was clearly bolting. But for an unknown reason, he didn’t have a feeling of moving forward. The scenery around didn’t even have a slightest hint of changing.
He lowered his head to check. Under his feet, it was basically not solid soil but was some kind of wiggling stuff. There was an icy-cold mucus flowing on the surface of that stuff, pouring over his feet.
Ruhr went mad, screamed out, waved his blade in all directions to slaughter, but he couldn’t slash anything. However, through this method, his courage somehow shone again. He also stood more steadily.
“Come here! This Ruhr is not afraid of death!”
Those waving bizarre tentacles with a vague face quickly approached him. Their powers were not big, but both viscous and tenacious. When the sharp magic bent blade struck down, even a normal cut mark wouldn’t show up.
Being pushed to the desperate straits, Ruhr bit his teeth tightly, risked his life to slaughter. One blade couldn’t do anything, then two and three blades. Only relying on the blade was not enough. He then used kicks and punches, even his teeth to bite.
He hadn’t remembered how long he had been struggling anymore. His thoughts slowly became chaotic. Everything became blurry as if they were drained in oil, sticky and ambiguous.
His bent blade was no longer in his hand. His arms and legs had already lost their power. His gifted weapon----the teeth, were all sore to the point that he couldn’t bite anymore.
That full-of-tentacles object eventually defeated him, entangled him, wrapped him more and more tightly, which made him unable to breathe.
His vision gradually became dimmer. The extreme fatigue made his heart and lungs painful every time he breathed. But as compared to the pain in his head, the pain in his chest was nothing.
That deep pain in his chest was like an intolerably itchy place. It was unbearable to the extent that he wanted to use an ax to crush his head, pull out his brain, throw all of that to the ground and stomp on it.
Maybe he actually couldn’t do anything except for standing still and helpless seeing the vague face with extremely big tentacles slowly approaching him. On the tentacles, a small mouth full of teeth appeared out of nowhere. Countless small teeth rubbed against each other, creating a sharp sound.
In this moment, he felt that he himself should pray. He couldn’t also give out a correct answer in such a chaotic situation.
Who should he pray? How should he pray? He couldn’t remember anything.
In the next blink, he even forgot the “Praying” matter completely.
When he was wrapped by the tentacles and brought closer to the mouth, he finally could see clearly the extremely big tentacle face.
That was his face.
The last thought of his was like a collapsing Qingming. There was just an endless primal chaos left. The bandit leader who was just a human corpse smirked, exposed a bizarre smile.
“Ha ha... Ka ka.... Uhm ha ha ha ha....”
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