Heroes Prison

The saint stared at the half-orc sacred place below, and hoarsely whispered: "The ancestors of the ancestors, we half-orcs have been splendid and splendid, but now I can no longer keep the glory of the half-orcs. The biggest sinner in the history of the orcs, my tribe has gone to ruin in my hands ... "

His voice was desolate and sorrowful, and he was inexplicably sympathetic. ??

Some historians hurriedly recorded this sentence as the last written information before the demise of the race.

At this time, Huang Yi and Xiaolong stared at each other, opened the dragon's mouth at the same time, and spewed two hot flames towards the saintly saint below.

These two sacred flames poured down from the sky like a waterfall, and fell on the dying body of Mansheng. The sacred magma of Jin Chancan sputtered around and converged into a river, completely submerging the Mansheng.

This time, Sheng Yan continued spraying for a long time, and the whole world was waiting for the figure of the barbaric saint to come out again. But there was a dead silence in that holy flame, there was no movement, it seemed to have been completely melted by the hot holy flame.

The time passed by every second, and there was no movement in the middle of Shengyan, just like the race of the half-orc, no matter how hard it hit, it would not stir up the waves.

After a full minute of spraying, Huang Yi and Xiaolong finally stopped.

After the golden holy flames lost their supplements, they gradually dissipated into the air.

The saint who was drowned below finally reappeared little by little.

At this time, the saint was no longer human, only the bones were left on the head, abdomen, arms, and legs, and the tissue was burned. The only organ on his body was the chest, where the racial heart was buried, which had not been burned by the Holy Fire.

The skin on that chest was still undulating, and the racial heart inside was still beating. There seemed to be a beating sound of "咚咚咚" in the dead air, exuding an invisible pressure.

Huang Yi and Xiaolong glanced at each other, their bodies quickly shrank, and they landed beside the saint.

In front of sweet eyes, is the last half-orc leader!

That was the last hope for the entire Orc race, but now lay there motionless and let them be slaughtered.

At this moment, Xiaolong tentatively stretched out a dragon claw and pressed it on the chest of the saint, and Jin Chancan's claws of the dragon swooped down!

"Wow ~" The skin of the chest was cut open suddenly, revealing the chest cavity inside, a golden heart was beating inside, exuding a strong breath, it was the ethnic heart of the half-orc.

Huang Yi also stretched out the claws of the dragon, pierced into the chest of the saintly saint, and vigorously picked up the heart of the race.

"噗 ~" It sounded like the sound of a cork on a champagne bottle being opened, and the heart was picked out of the saint's chest and flew into the air.

The moment of the saint's body losing that heart, all the breath of life came to an abrupt halt. His chest stopped beating, and turned into a pile of roasted rotten meat, standing there motionlessly, like a rock, a pile of dirt.

At that moment, the eyes of people all over the world were locked on the golden heart flying in the air.

That golden heart draws a golden light in the air, flying forward with the eyes of everyone in the world.

The purpose of this war is to get this heart!

Now it flew out, for the first time in an unprotected state, at your fingertips!

Huang Yi shook his body and immediately switched from the form of the golden holy dragon back to the original human form. He directly extended his hand and held the heart flying in the air.

The heart was beating vigorously in the palm of his hand, and every time it swelled, it spread his five fingers, and the vigorous force spread outward, and it seemed to be struggling.

But no matter how struggling it was, he could not escape Huang Yi's palm, and he was seized by him.

At that moment, Huang Yi was not only holding the heart of the race, but also the eyes of the whole world.

At the beginning of this battle, when it is ongoing, and even when the final battle with the barbarous saint ... There are countless times during this period, there are countless people who believe that Huang Yi will undoubtedly be defeated. He cannot win, he cannot Get the race heart of the Orcs.

But now he got it!

That heart of race was in the hands of people all over the world!

The next moment, a solemn announcement sounded between heaven and earth—

"[System Announcement]: [Kill God] led the army to destroy the Orc Holy Land, killed the Orc patriarch [Barbaric Holy], and gained the Orc's racial heart. At this point, the Orc genocide became the second world History. All orcs will suffer genocide punishment, racial skills and racial talent effects -5o%. Orcs will be removed from the system's racial settings, new players will no longer see the orcs race when choosing a race Options. "

This announcement of the system resounded throughout the Second World, resounded through every big 6 and every corner!

Countless players, countless races are horrified!

A well-known race, people of races all over the world, even players have hundreds of millions of races, brilliant race for several epochs, was destroyed by one player!

Those half-orc tribes that are all over the world, half-orcs who are wandering in the wilderness, half-orcs who are hurried down with their hoods in the alleys of the city ... no matter where they are, whatever they are doing He shivered, stopped everything, and listened to the announcement blankly.

Many half-orcs were originally in their own tribe, praying for the sacred place in Central 6 that was out of reach. But now the results finally came, all hopes were shattered.

Tears flowed from their eyes, an angry roar burst from their mouths, and a sad sobbing sounded from their noses. But no matter how they bleed, they could no longer change the fact that the half-orcs were extinct.

An unprecedented sense of loss emerged from the hearts of every half-orc, and they invariably felt that their hearts were isolated and a mysterious power was lost.

Prior to this, the hearts of each of them were faintly connected to the racial heart of the Sixth Half Orc Holy Land in the center, and they could vaguely feel a majestic force. But now, this power has been lost, and they have been cut off forever. Their bloodline suddenly became extremely fragile, and those racial skills and racial talents were forever weakened.

...

In the lonely and vast universe, the three demons, the blood demon, and the spirit demon are crossing the void with the wings of the demon dragon, galloping towards the first world.

All three's faces were extremely gloomy, holding their palms tightly, and their faces were full of unwillingness. Before that, they had a short time to break the empty battlefield and kill the yellow overflow inside. Unexpectedly, the projection of the Dark Lord's body came down, and they were transferred away.

Suddenly, the blood demon's body trembled, his complexion stagnated, and he couldn't help reaching out to cover the heart, and the body stopped suddenly.

When the demon and the genie stopped seeing each other, they stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"

The blood demon's face was shocked, with doubts and lost emotions in his eyes: "I don't seem to sense the ethnic heart of the Orcs, my blood seems to be weakened at once. That feeling is like ... It seems that the orcs are no longer there! "

"How is this possible?" Tianmo frowned slightly. "What is the power of Killing God to kill the Holy Saint? The strength of the Holy Saint patriarch can easily crush the killing God, even if there is any change, as long as the race is merged Heart, strength can reach the level of demigod, and a hundred killing gods are not his opponents! "

"Are you mistaken?" The soul frowned, "After the Holy Saint merged with the heart of the race, it was not easy for me to defeat him. How could killing God kill him?"

"But I can't feel the racial heart of the half-orcs." The blood demon said exactly. "Don't forget, the saintly opponent is killing God. There is nothing impossible before killing God."

After hearing the last sentence, the demon and the genie were silent.

No matter how conceited they are ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ No matter how powerful they are cultivated by the king of hell, no matter how much they looked down on killing God in the second world, how eloquent they are ... they have to admit it, kill The name of God is a shadow that can never be erased. There have been too many times before killing God to reverse the situation of dying, and the impossible has become possible.

There is every possibility in him, as long as he has not been killed, they will not get real peace.

Even if he was killed, it would not eliminate the uneasiness in his heart.

At that time, the **** of killing was killed by Miyamoto Musashi at the cost of destroying Beihai City, but after the reincarnation, the king returned and became more powerful.

Even the queen of the Queen of Pain killed Killing God more than 200 times, reaching Level 1, and the God of War restored her power intact. She also counter-killed the Queen of Pain with Thor, Blade, Sharp Sword, and Dragon Spike. That avatar.

The name of killing God is a magic spell, something he can't do.

"Anyway, we rush to the first world, accept the task entrusted to us by the Lord of Darkness, and wait for it to be done before returning to the second world to see it." The soul shook his head and shook his head.

"Yes!" Tianmo turned his head to look at the universe around him. "Even if the Lord of Darkness withdraws his mission, we will not be able to return to the Second World. The Dean of the Royal Academy of Oskan likely has already recognized With the false spirits we made before, we should now be returning to the second world, and when we go back, we will die. "

The blood demon pouted, hesitated for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay! Then we continue to the first world."

Having said that, the three returned to the road, hiding in the shadow of the wings of the dragon, and flew towards the first world in a blink of an eye, disappearing into the depths of the universe. (To be continued.) 8