Chapter 103 is gone

The big shaman, with a pale face, was getting more and more severely struck by lightning. The thunder constantly appeared around his body, as if it had a fatal attraction to the thunder that broke in the sky, and attracted those thunder to go crazy. under.

The great prophet standing at the back had a pale face, and the frequency of drumming was much lower than that of Mongolian war drums.

When the chief warned to fight hard and cut off the arms of the purple eyed demon lord, the two purple eyed demon lords were finally afraid and did not hesitate to use the evil moon projection to escape.

The last remaining unicorn demon lord dared to continue fighting. He gave up the little demon lords without hesitation, and fled into the black smoke of the canyon and disappeared.

The chief warrior and the shaman who stunned his own shots, and soon killed all the little demon lords who were about to escape.

The battle ended completely, but it was both defeated. Four demon lords, one died and three badly wounded, all the little demon lords were beheaded.

On the orc side, the chief warrior was not injured lightly, but there was not much problem. The big shaman caused too many thunders and opened his mouth to spit out a thunder. At this time, Lin Yun also understood how the big shaman's lightning injury was. Here it comes.

It seems that the Great Prophet who did not directly participate in the battle, the most expensive, bright eyes, have become a little muddy. Whether it is the war song or the drum of Beamon, all that needs to be consumed is the power of the soul. He is the most consumed person. .

There are thousands of orc warriors, all of whom are above level 30, but there are only more than 600 returning alive, which can be said to be a heavy loss ...

Lin Yun silently looked at the orcs who came back. In the angry flames, the fighting was not so fierce. Each of these orcs held the belief that they would lose their lives and shatter their opponents. The fighting time was not long. , But the losses were so great.

On the angry flame level, the battle between humans and angry flame orcs, played for a month, there are not so many masters above 30, and there are not so many strong ones above 35, who have fallen in three months. Not as much as an hour here ...

I watched the chief warrior return to the tribe. Lin Yun's eyes were puzzled, and he took off-work to send some potions of life.

These **** warriors, regardless of life and death, have won the respect of everyone.

Not only Lin Yun, everyone else sent some medicines for treating injuries.

"This is a potion of life. After drinking, you can heal your injuries."

Zhe Linyun looked puzzled to the chief, and explained to him.

Suddenly, the chief warrior smiled, shoved the bottle into the large mouth of the blood basin, and chewed it with the bottle.

"It's terrible, I already feel that my injury has begun to recover, but it doesn't taste good, it's a little hard ..."

Zhe Linyun's eyelids jumped, and he didn't explain that the bottles don't need to be eaten. These beasts have a terrible physique. If they eat iron, they may be able to digest them ...

"Chief, what's the situation? You ..."

Lin Yun pointed at the direction of the gorge, with a look of confusion, not only Lin Yun, but everyone was wondering what happened to the demon lords.

The chief warrior glanced fiercely at the direction of the grand canyon.

"These filthy and evil demons will come out every once in a while. If these **** guys do not kill them severely, they will pose a threat to the tribe, and they will continue to summon other The number of demons is increasing, which is not bad today, killing a lord.

Guarding our home is the responsibility of every orc, we must fight to the end with those dirty and evil demons! "

Zhe Linyun was thoughtful and did not continue to ask more, but just looked at the corpses of the orcs who had been converged, and her heart suddenly moved.

Next, the injured orcs returned to heal. With the potions given by humans, their recovery speed will be many times faster, especially the life potions given by Lin Yun, the effect is even better.

On the back of the chieftain, a piece of flesh that was 30 centimeters long was dead, and the bones were faintly visible, but after taking the potion of life, the blood no longer flowed out, and the flesh was slowly Growing up, with the physique of the chieftain, it can be recovered in less than a day.

The tribe became busy, and the fallen orc corpses were also taken to the cemetery in the hill behind the tribe.

At night, Lin Yun quietly left the room and blessed himself with a bunch of stealth, convergence of magic, flying, and silence ...

When the magpie flew out of the window, not only did it have no magic wave, nor sound, and the flow of air became a breeze, unless it was noticed by the heavenly strongman, otherwise it would be difficult to find.

After sneaking into Houshan, Lin Yun quickly found the location of the cemetery. During the day, Lin Yun sent an off-duty to help him. Being an orc, off-duty can be easily accepted by the orcs of this tribe. The location of such a key area in the cemetery can easily be obtained by off-duty.

The graveyard is blessed by the strength of the orcs' ancestors, guarding it, and ordinary orcs cannot enter here. Only every time the tribe is buried, can they enter the graveyard.

But none of them could stop Lin Yun, take out the book of death, and spit out three runes. At that time, the layer of transparent protection covering the cemetery silently exposed a two-meter-high hole.

When Lin entered the cemetery, Lin Yun's brow frowned.

Looking forward, the cemetery stretches for at least two or three kilometers. All the densely packed hillsides are grave packs. In front of each grave pack, there is a humble tombstone. Most of them have only a name on them, only a small part. Will introduce life stories.

But strangely, this large and strange cemetery is far beyond the specifications that this tribe should have, and there is no bit of cold breath in the cemetery, and there is no breath of death.

When I closed my eyes, I felt like a barren mountain. Although there was no breath of life, there was no smell of death.

Even if the orcs will not become undead, the corpse will naturally emit the breath of death, which is something that all creatures cannot avoid.

The orc's soul will return directly to the earth, but even if the corpse does not become an undead, it will slowly decay, and finally completely integrate into the earth.

But here, the huge cemetery has no death breath at all. Lin Yun has the ability of the natural enemy of the undead. He is very sensitive to the breath of death, but at this moment, he can't feel a little death breath at any moment.

Released two breath detection spells, and no results were returned.

I walked along the path of the cemetery and found a new cemetery. The tombs and the land here can be seen at a glance. They were buried today, and the number is similar to the orcs that fell during the day.

I walked to the front of this cemetery, Lin Yun's gaze became deepened, and he spit out a rune, and a ripple appeared in the air, and the ripple slowly submerged into these graves.

After a few seconds, the results of the survey were fed back, and Lin Yun's face changed slightly, a look that really looked like this.

These graves are empty!

And look at the things in the tomb, there are a lot of funeral things, and even some new clothes are left in the tomb. The clothes are crumpled lying in the tomb, as if they were originally worn on the orc, but the orc suddenly disappeared. The clothes fell down.

Each tomb is sealed, and totems are used to cover the tomb. Unless the tomb is opened by violent force, it is impossible to dig.

But now, all the orc corpses in the tomb have disappeared. Lin Yun walked to the next tomb and released a detection spell again. The result was exactly the same. Everything else in the tomb was there, and everything to be buried was there, only The orc body was gone.

Zhe Linyun frowned and stood in front of the cemetery, looking at these tombs that looked intact, but there were no dead bodies inside, and she said nothing for a long time.

Suddenly, a slight spatial fluctuation appeared next to Xu, Lin Yun turned around vigilantly, but saw the tribe's big shaman suddenly appear in the air.

With a melancholy face, the grand shaman walked to the front of the new tomb, looking at the new tomb and talking to himself.

"It's really gone ..."

Zhe Linyun knew in his heart that the orc's cemetery was so large and tightly protected that the orc corpses were missing. How could these orcs not know? Now it seems that at least this big shaman was informed.

Da Shaman looked at the cemetery with a sad face for a long time, then sighed softly, turned to look at Lin Yun, and didn't ask how Lin Yun entered the cemetery, or even asked Lin Yun to break into the cemetery without permission. Sin.

"It seems you already know."

Qi Linyun nodded.

"When we met the orcs undead before, I already found something wrong. Orcs rarely appear undead, let alone such a huge number, which is very abnormal."

Da Shao nodded his head and remained silent for a while before pointing to his feet.

"This land can no longer embrace the orcs' people with open arms, this land has evil powers, the people of the orcs cannot return to the earth, and the soul can no longer be integrated into the earth.

It will devour all the dead, whether orcs, or other creatures, it will be devoured by this land, or it will be devoured by this evil land, it has a strange magic, our souls cannot return to the earth, cannot rest Already. "

Zhe Linyun was silent, listening quietly.

Shada Shaman pointed sadly at this cemetery ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Are you wondering why our cemetery is so large, this cemetery is far beyond the size of our tribe?

I can tell you that over a thousand years ago, our tribe ruled this prairie. This vast grassland is our pasture. The cattle and sheep we graze can't see the margins. Many Kodo beasts graze like mountains. The steppe wolves raised at level 35 are not qualified to serve as mounts and biped flying dragons. At level 35, they can only be used as a means of mobility.

Our tribe, only qualified fighters, have millions of people. There is no creature on this grassland that can threaten us.

But now, you also see what our tribe looks like.

The grassland has become barren. As many rabbits as there were weeds can't find one now. The herds of cattle and sheep can't be found. There are so many Kodo animals, prairie wolves, and two-footed flying dragons. It has become very rare, and it is almost impossible to form a team.

The population of the Qiang tribe, including those innocent children and the elderly who have lost their teeth, has more than 20,000 people.

We are prisoners on this prairie. In a few decades, our tribe may be completely extinct, and we will be completely trapped here. "

The Dashaman is a heavenly powerhouse, but his eyes are full of painful despair. The orcs are not afraid of death or pain, but this kind of imprisonment, slowly watching the race into extinction, is the most painful. of. (To be continued) [This text is provided by the Sailing Update Group @ 我 若 写 情 情]