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Next, Huang Yi looked around, at this time, there were two torches everywhere in the forest, and members of the Hero Guild were scavenging for loot everywhere, and there was an air of excitement in the air.

This battle is finally over, a large orc tribe of more than a million people, such as the extermination of this scourge in the future, no one will ask the killer to assassinate him.

This is a war where there is no right or wrong. These half-orcs are not wrong, even if it is Huang Yi himself and blows out a treasure like "Soul Overture", he will definitely try to find revenge on the enemy.

And if Huang Yi wants to gain peace, he has to come and destroy this half-orc tribe, which is not wrong.

This war, more like the law of the jungle, is the law of nature.

Next, Huang Yi rode a velociraptor and began to wander around the tribe, when he came here to search for Qin Shiyu a few days earlier, he once found a few treasures through his treasure sniffing ability, although they were not as good as legendary equipment, but they could be put into the guild warehouse to attract attention.

He rode a velociraptor at such a fast speed that he made his way through the forest, through ruined houses, to a place where he had previously found a treasure to hide.

However, when he came this time, he was slightly stunned, his ability to smell treasures did not perceive any treasures!

And he clearly remembered that when he was making trouble in the tribe a few days ago, there was obviously a treasure hidden here!

"Da! Da! Da! At this moment, a group of cavalry from the Heroes Guild passed by, each with torches, and the flickering light of the fire illuminated the surrounding forest.

Huang Yi immediately stopped them, directly urged the velociraptor to come to the captain's side, looked at him and asked, "Has anyone here come to loot?" ”

"Nope!" The captain was slightly excited when he saw Huang Yi asking him, "The head of our sub-group just asked us to come here to search for loot, this area has not been looted before, and we are the first team to come and loot treasures." ”

"I see, you guys go ahead and loot!" Huang Yi nodded and waved his hand at them.

At this time, a bad premonition emerged in Huang Yi's heart. No one has come to search before, but the treasure is gone, but when the enemy is killed, no boss has burst out, all kinds of anomalies show that this treasure should have been taken away!

Huang Yi was almost immediately trapped, this orc tribe was not dead, and a group of people escaped, and their actions were very secret, evading the spies of the Hero Guild!

Thinking of this, Huang Yi immediately sent a message to the setting sun, asking him to quickly send people to track it down, and he must find out the whereabouts of that wave of people!

Soon, the tribe was ordered to do so, and the teams were armed with torches, mounted on horses, and galloped in all directions of the forest.

The dense sound of horses' hooves sounded in the forest under the night sky, and the swaying firelight was like stars, scattered to all corners of the forest.

……… At the same time, the Warbler was standing on the altar, with hundreds of thousands of half-orc people.

The altar is surrounded by a circle of sacrifices, and preparations are being made to initiate the altar's ritual. This altar is too big, and it has to teleport hundreds of thousands of people over a long distance in one go, which is an extremely special way of teleportation. And since this was built by their ancestors countless years ago, it would take a very long time to activate it until this only opportunity.

At this moment, the night wind blew, blowing the leaves in the forest and swaying helplessly in the wild grass in the altar, which made the hearts of hundreds of thousands of orcs cold. The cries of a few nightingales in the night sky were heard gracefully, but the group of orcs had no intention of appreciating it, and they all cried in low voices.

The warbler turned her head and looked at the nightingales, and two lines of tears slipped from her eyes again. His name comes from the nightingale, and on the night of his birth, a flock of nightingales flew through the tribe, and the melodious song resounded in the night sky, and then the tribe resounded with the cry of his birth, which was extremely loud. The chief held him and personally named him the Wandering Warbler, hoping that he would be as comfortable as the Nightingale.

And now, the life and death of the chieftain's father who named him are unknown, and the homes of this generation have been destroyed tonight, and from then on they are a group of mourning dogs, who can only be transported to the strange southern land through the altar to escape the disaster, with the shackles of revenge in their hearts, and there is no more ziyou in their hearts.

With tearful eyes, the warbler looked in the direction of the tribe in the distance. Since the direction of the tribe just now, there was a peerless explosion that shook the earth, and the brilliant light that seemed to be a meteor falling also dissipated, and the direction of the tribe completely calmed down, and there was no movement, as calm as death.

"Young Lord Liuying, now that the altar launching ceremony has ended, the sacrificers have killed enough beasts and obtained the sacrificial blood needed for teleportation, as long as they finish chanting the sacrificial song, they can teleport to the Muguang Forest in the south." At this moment, a half-orc rushed to the warbler and reported it.

The warbler turned his head to look, and sure enough, the huge altar was already covered with the blood of wild beasts at this time, and invaded the altar built by the ancestors. Some of the sacrifices with sacrificial utensils were already lined up around the altar, and as soon as he gave the order, he could immediately start chanting the sacrificial song and begin to officially transmit it.

Next, the warbler turned her head to look at the hundreds of thousands of half-orcs, endured her sadness, and said in a loud voice: "Fellow clansmen, now that the tribe has perished, we must continue the fire of the tribe." Now, the altar of the Waiting Church will be opened, allowing us to teleport to the southern lands to escape this scourge. ”

The hundreds of thousands of half-orcs on the field were slightly stunned, the moment of parting was finally coming!

At this moment, all kinds of reluctant feelings suddenly rose to the highest peak!

"No, I'm going back to the tribe to find my father! I don't believe he's going to die! ”

"I'm going back to the tribe to find my brother!"

"I want to stay in my homeland, and I will die on this land!"

For a while, some orcs in the crowd began to scream, and at the last moment, they made a different choice!

"Presumptuous!" Liuying suddenly snorted coldly and reprimanded: "Your return to the tribe is just a senseless sacrifice, just a coward's behavior, you will never have a chance to take revenge in the future, haven't you come to your senses?" ”

In the night sky, the screaming orcs fell silent, and only a few voices of crying remained.

The night breeze blew silently, blowing a dark cloud that obscured the bright moon, and the warbler finally gave the order to the sacrifices around the altar: "I declare that the sacrifice begins!" ”

As soon as his words fell, a group of orc sacrifices around the altar began to chant. They waved their ancient staffs, danced the dance of beasts handed down from their ancestors, and sang melodies from the depths of history, and eerie notes filled the night sky, mingling with the icy night wind.

"Boom!" With the chanting of the sacrifice, the huge altar began to sink slowly, as if it was about to sink deep into the earth.

The cries of the hundreds of thousands of half-orcs on the altar suddenly became louder, and one by one the half-orcs looked in the direction of the tribe, looking at their homeland from afar, this would be the last moment when they would be able to see their homeland.

"Good baby, sleep well, don't cry!" A half-orc mother wept as she coaxed a baby in her arms, but the baby's body swayed from side to side and slept uncomfortably.

"Baby, you must remember that our tribe was destroyed by a man named Instant Kill, and you must grow into a strong warrior in the future to avenge us! I'm going to your father now, goodbye to my child, mother loves you forever! The mother's humming song suddenly stopped, leaned over and kissed the child in her arms, and then he immediately thrust the baby into the hands of a half-orc beside him.

Immediately afterward, the orc mother slammed off the altar, fell to the ground, and rushed in the direction of the tribe.

She's going to find her husband, even if it's a pile of bones!

And the escape of this half-orc mother also attracted the rest of the half-orcs, and suddenly a few half-orcs couldn't help jumping off the altar and rushed bravely in the direction of the tribe!

One by one, the orcs rushed towards the figure of the tribe, as if a moth had pounced on the flames, and the figure was so resolute that it deeply reflected the eyes of the warbler and pierced his heart.

These orcs, after all, still haven't come to their senses.

"Woooooo At this moment, the half-orc mother's baby seemed to sense the surrounding noise, and woke up in its sleep, crying helplessly. And the people around them couldn't coax it, because the sound they made was not the voice of the mother, who was familiar to the baby.

"Da! Da! Da! At this moment, in the forest in the direction of the tribe, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves, and the sound became louder and louder, as if a large group of people and horses were about to come here!

At the same time, there were strings of torches in the direction from which the sound came, and the flickering light of the fire flickered far through the dense forest, making the air suddenly fill with a tense atmosphere.

At this time, the sound of the sacrificial chant also reached the most urgent moment, and the altar sank to a distance of less than one meter from the ground, and it was about to complete the teleportation!

At this moment, the sound of the night wind, the crying, the singing, and the sound of horses' hooves are intertwined; Firelight, moonlight, starlight, and tears are all mixed.

The warbler stood motionless in the sunken altar, listening to the various voices in his ears, looking at the various lights in front of him, and looking in the direction of the tribe!

Tears, the wind is unusually cold horses' hooves, making people sleep unsteadily I am waiting, the song of sacrifice is completed to lead the clansmen, write the prayer that the tribe, meaninglessly in the sacrifice of the flames of war, the altar began to sink I am waiting, the enlightened clansmen to the south of the land to reclaim .......