On a muddy road, more than 200 black orcs and horrified beast knights are driving more than 700 human civilians forward slowly.

When they first set off, there were close to 1,000 human captives in this group, but after half a day passed, the team had shrunk by 1/5.

This is 20% less, and naturally there is only one ending-the corpse roadside.

The leader of the knights who led the team suddenly raised his right hand, shouted a few words, and the black skins stopped immediately.

Dozens of black knights jumped off the horror beast, strode closer to the human civilians, their ferocious eyes scanned back and forth in the crowd, like a beast looking at its prey.

The civilians seemed to realize something, huddled together like quail, their heads hung down, shaking with fear, some timid women slammed their mouths and shed silent tears.

No one dared to cry, because in the previous journey, all civilians who did this turned into cold corpses.

The blacks squeezed into the crowd with a grinning grin, walked to their chosen "prey" and dragged them all out of the crowd.

The cries broke out instantly.

The "prey" struggled desperately, trying to get rid of the devil, but they couldn't resist the powerful black orcs, and were easily subdued by the opponent.

Some civilians saw their relatives being dragged out, crying and hugging their relatives, trying to stop the black bastards, but they were greeted by cruel beatings. Several black skins even drew out their weapons and slashed mercilessly. kill.

On the other side, other black skins used flint to light a few bonfires.

Then, something heinous happened.

The black orcs pushed the dragged out civilians to the ground, tore off their clothes, and cut off the flesh from them alive. The civilians who had been mutilated alive suddenly howled frantically.

The civilians on the side witnessed this terrifying hellish scene, some were crying in despair, and some were scared to pass out.

Suddenly, crying on the road was violent.

Other civilians rushed out of the crowd and tried to escape, but they did not run a few steps before being chopped to the ground. Then the black skin dragged them to the campfire, tied them with the thick branches, and finally drove them. Set it up on the campfire.

The barbecue began.

This is the lunch of the black orcs.

It is also a slaughterhouse for demons.

In a thicket of trees, Arrietty tremblingly closed her eyes, listening to the screams coming from a distance.

Beside her, Vasilite lay motionless on the ground like a stone sculpture, but the blue veins on his arm exposed his restless mood.

During this **** "picnic", several black orcs always observed the surrounding movement intentionally or unintentionally, but until the end of the picnic, there were no accidents.

After the team re-started, the number of civilians decreased by more than 100. Half of them became the rations of the black **** and entered their stomachs. The other half were killed by the black orcs either because of resistance or because of escape. died.

The living people walk on the road like walking corpses, their faces are covered with numbness, their eyes are dull, as if they have been deprived of their souls, and only a body is left.

On a raised hill a kilometer away, Arrietty poked out her head cautiously and glanced down.

Then she squatted in the grass, made a gesture to Vasilit beside her, and uttered a few words with her mouth:

"Go ahead!"

The two quietly walked down the hillside and started running in the grass.

Standing on the magic boat, Renault looked up at a small black spot in the sky, frowning slightly.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned his head and asked Grumm:

"What do you think is that little black spot?"

Gurum retracted his gaze and said slowly:

"Lord Lord, although its flying height far exceeds the magic eye, I still have a strong feeling that it is the magic eye..."

Renault laughed at the words:

"I think so."

The "feeling" that Gulum said is actually the unique intuition of the extraordinary wind type. As the darling of the sky, they have a wonderful feeling for any creature that is good at flying.

When flying with a heavy load, the flying height of the magic eye mount is often only more than 1,000 meters, and the highest is only about 2000 meters. Under normal circumstances, it is easy for people on the ground to see the magic eye.

But the "black spots" in the sky reach almost 4000 meters in height. At such a distance, even a large bird does not look much larger than the tip of a needle. If it is not for a person with extremely sharp eyesight, it will definitely not be noticed. it.

Gurum thought for a moment, then said solemnly:

"Lord Lord, let's give up helping the civilians in Ghana Town. I am worried that the Black Orcs may have a conspiracy..."

Any abnormal behavior must have a reason behind it.

It is important to know that the higher the flying altitude, the better. The air at high altitude is thinner and the temperature is lower. The higher you fly, the more tired you will be and the faster the heat loss.

The Demon Eye is not a fool, it is full of food, so why is it flying so high?

Therefore, there is only one reason for the magic eye to do this-to conceal.

So the question is, why should the magic eye be concealed?

The answer is ready to come.

Renault shook his head:

"Don't worry, I think the magic eye shouldn't be aimed at us..."

After a pause, he smiled:

"Are you interested in following me to see ahead?"

Grum nodded excitedly:

"It will always be my honor to be able to follow you!"

When the fearsome beast rider reached a dilapidated stone bridge, the team stopped at the end of the bridge.

Under the command of the leader, several black skins drove the dread beast onto the stone bridge, and several black skins jumped off their mounts and climbed under the bridge to examine the stone bridge carefully.

After confirming that the stone bridge was okay, the leader waved his hand, and the black knights lined up to cross the stone bridge.

For the sake of caution, no more than 5 knights appear on the bridge at the same time, so that if the stone bridge collapses, the loss can be minimized.

After 60% of the black skins passed the stone bridge, the remaining black skins drove the prisoners across the stone bridge.

Only then did the black leather leader breathe a sigh of relief. He raised his weapon and roared, and the team slowly set off.

A hundred meters away, in a bush of grass, a wave of magic energy suddenly flashed, and then a fireball rose into the sky, swiftly shooting into the black orc formation.

This sudden change made the black-skinned people shocked, a group of people scattered in a hurry, and the bridge head was suddenly in chaos.

"boom!"

The fireball burst, and a large flame burst out, engulfing 7 or 8 black skins.

The black beasts have not yet taken any countermeasures, a "crash" sounded under the stone bridge, and a slender black shadow rushed out of the water in the surging water.

He took something out of his arms and threw it vigorously into the group of civilians on the shore.

At the same time, when the flames bloomed on the ground, the magic eye in the sky began to drop rapidly. It leaned on the mount's back, raised a round stick, and shook it vigorously. A red smoke immediately rose from the stick come out.

As the magic eye dived, the smoke pulled out a striking red trail in the air.