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Chapter 2169 Orc Curse Chapter 31
Boom——

The entire checkpoint shook violently, and a red light flickered under the man's hood.

"The checkpoint's defenses are under attack, and a massive orc army is charging towards it."

The man's voice held a rare hint of anxiety as he remained blocking the iron cage.

The man's expression darkened, and a red light flickered under his hood, illuminating his face. The interplay of light and shadow conveyed a sense of danger.

"Destroy him, and take that orc away."

The man gave the order, and the paladins charged toward him without the slightest hesitation.

Those were paladins far more experienced than him, with far more battlefield experience, wielding extremely powerful cross spears. All he could do was use his silver armor to protect his vitals, defending without attacking and stalling for time.

Soon, he was covered in blood and could only stand by the cross-shaped spear that had pierced his body.

"Why?" the man asked.

“Orcs should not be slaves,” he replied in a weak voice.

"Shouldn't they be slaves?" The man was taken aback, as if he doubted that he had heard correctly, and then his words were laced with sarcasm.

“You took the orc’s life without hesitation or mercy. If I hadn’t asked the legion commander to stop you, this pregnant female orc would have been killed by you that day.”

“That’s right. Even now, I want to destroy this orc based on my faith.” He nodded in acknowledgment, gritted his teeth, and steadied himself, gripping the cross spear that had pierced his shoulder.

"To exterminate the orcs and take their lives is the right thing to do for me, for humanity, and for the Crusade."

"Correctness and justice are related to one's stance, so we only need to firmly stand on our own stance to think about what is correct and just. Only in this way can we remain unwavering."

"But there are also things that will be right no matter how you look at them, such as respect for life."

The surrounding paladins did not continue their attack to punish him, because what he said was a principle that every crusader knew.

There was once an incident where several paladins jokingly stabbed a female orc lying on the ground with their spears, betting on how many blows she would take for the sake of the child hanging nearby.

Perhaps killing orcs in the name of justice is cruel in the eyes of the orcs, but such torture is a desecration and disrespect for life, an unbelievable atrocity for both orcs and humans.

That's why they are like efficient killing machines; making orcs die quickly without much pain is their way of respecting life.

This may be hypocrisy, but to act in the name of justice in an absolute way, which any stance would consider evil, is the indefensible, unmistakable depravity and evil.

Enslaving a race, artificially imprinting the genes of slaves into the lives of a race, and even making that race happy because of being enslaved, is undoubtedly, absolutely, utterly evil, and a desecration of life.

He may take lives, but he will never desecrate them.

He didn't have much strength to express his thoughts, but the other person seemed to see it in his eyes.

"You greenhorn, what do you know!"

"They are wild beasts. What I'm doing now is just like taming chickens, ducks, and cows. Isn't it good to enslave beastmen to make human life more convenient and prosperous?"

"The final result will be that humans will live better lives. Are you going to condemn those who domesticated livestock in the past? Do you want to hinder a future where humans become more prosperous with this naive, sudden sense of justice and empathy?"

A powerful tremor struck again, this time exceptionally strong. The defensive net the man had mentioned seemed unable to stop it, and the raging explosion blew off the top of the warehouse.

Everyone, including the group of people watching Dali Feizhuan, subconsciously raised their heads.

The sky was cleaved in two by a pillar of fire from the depths of the orcish territory, which struck the checkpoint directly. Everyone inside should have been reduced to ashes in that hit, but a pale blue barrier blocked the pillar of fire.

The pale blue barrier enveloping the entire pass was gradually dimming, concentrating on the point of impact of the fire pillars. This gave the orcs, who had been unable to enter the pass, a breakthrough. "We must leave now!" the legion commander said. This pass was not human territory; the nearest human city was some distance away.

This level is designed to cultivate slave orcs and train slaves.

The legion commander's expression was somewhat stiff. These thoughts had once made him raise his gun without hesitation, but now the gun in his hand pierced through his past self.

The other paladins also moved somewhat stiffly, weighing the future of humanity after having orc slaves, as the man had suggested, against their respect for life. In the end, they chose the former.

He could feel the force from the spear increasing. Once the Crusaders made a choice, they would not hesitate, and he had made the same choice.

"Fight for my beliefs."

He raised his fist, smashed the cross spear embedded in his body, pulled out the broken spear and swung it like a short sword, briefly forcing the paladins back.

As the roars of the orc army drew closer, the paladins did not hesitate to offer the Holy Communion. It was just simple dry bread and wine, yet it could grant the drinker the ability to become an angel.

Its powerful efficacy brings a test of faith; even the slightest depravity or hesitation can render Holy Communion ineffective, or even lead to the degeneration into evil.

The paladins ate the Holy Communion, and pairs of angel wings unfurled. However, many paladins remained unchanged. But a few paladins were enough to defeat him, let alone the angel knights.

"Get out of here!" he roared, his back to the female orc.

The female orc clutched her stomach and stood up, staggering frantically towards the distant orc army. The other orcs, trapped in iron cages and already emaciated, roared with their last strength, as if pointing the way.

The orc army's direction clearly changed, and the pillar of fire coming from the depths of the orc territory suddenly expanded. The person who seemed to be about to make a move froze in place, as if the entire power of the defensive network came from that person.

The most dangerous person is now unable to move. All he needs to do now is hold off these angel knights. He will not attack first, as his faith forbids him from pointing his blade at humans.

But can he do it?

The wind brought him the reason he had to do it.

"Thank you, thank you."

This time, it wasn't a hallucination that he could understand the orcs' roars, but rather the orcs' painstakingly learned human language.

Locked in an iron cage, tortured and tamed day and night by humans through sleeplessness and hunger, with the child in her arms to become the first enslaved beastman, how could the first human word she learn be gratitude?
"What I'm thinking right now... I'm undoubtedly depraved, actually thinking about such impossible things."

The angelic knight's punitive flames descended from the sky, engulfing him and turning him into charred remains.

They flapped their wings and headed towards the female orc. The female orc felt the strong wind coming from behind and took out a sharp stone she had picked up.

Tears welled in its eyes. It had loved the child deeply even before the child was born, but it could not allow the child to be born as a slave, nor could it allow the possibility of slavery to appear in the future of the orcs.

Just as the angel knight was about to seize the female orc, and the female orc was about to kill the child in her womb with sharp stones, flames transformed into a huge wall that blocked the angel knight and the female orc.

The person, already reduced to charcoal, still hadn't fallen. His carbonized body was covered in cracks, which shone with gold, and the flames of punishment had transformed into enormous wings.

His features were no longer recognizable. He pulled the angel knights back, turned his back to the orc army, and faced the crusaders. From his burned throat, he uttered his last orcish words.

"Run! Don't let your children be born as slaves."

The battle lasted a long time—no, it couldn't be called a battle. The paladins, reduced to charred remains, faceless and nameless, were merely trying to stop the Crusader army's advance. The orcish army retreated after rescuing the pregnant female orc.

However, the pillars of fire from deep within the orcish territory continued to bombard the area, seemingly aiming to completely destroy this checkpoint designed to enslave orcs.

Finally, the entire canyon collapsed amidst the collision of the blue barrier and the pillars of fire, burying the level and everything else.

(End of this chapter)