Throne of Shadows

Campas!

The orcs who turned around in fright suddenly roared in unison, because they saw the figure standing on top of the Triceratops.

The braids are shaking slightly, the big teeth are facing the sky, the skin is black and shiny, the color is like bronze.

His name is Samuraka Longa, but the orcs seldom call him by his first name directly. The orcs prefer to call him... Juggernaut!

In the wilderness where the wind and sand whizzed, the Triceratops breathed white air.The beautiful goblin with pale face slumped on its back in panic.Two steps away from the goblin, a man was half kneeling.

A gust of wind blew by, and the man coughed up blood, and the bright red blood stained the holy white gauze.

Longa caressed the blade with his callused hand: "Human strong, report your name, and I will carve a monument for you."

"I'm not dead yet, keep the tablet for yourself." Before finishing speaking, Dongchen stretched out his hand, before Longa noticed, Dongchen grabbed the skirt and hugged the stunned little fairy in his arms .

"You'd better not move, I know your speed, and you know mine."

Longa narrowed his eyes and stared fiercely at Dongchen's chest, where there was a scar from a horizontal cut.

According to common sense, no matter whether the heart grows in this place or not, with such a big wound, people should die.

"Why?" Longa deflected the blade and repeated the action just now.

"Guess for yourself." A bad taste appeared, and Dongchen would not be so stupid as to tell the enemy why he didn't hang up.

The orcs below were bewildered by the drama.But soon, they reacted again.

"Let go of Her Majesty, you reptile!"

"A group of idiots." His arms tightened around the little goblin's neck, and Dongchen put his head on her fragrant shoulders: "Tell me, why are your people so stupid? They actually told me your identity. Saintess? Seems very noble a title."

"Don't be rude to His Highness!"

Seeing Dongchen put his face close to the saint, the orcs below screamed even crazier.

"Let go of Ai Weier, I can make the decision to let you go, in the name of me, Samuraka Longa." The orc who injured Dongchen raised his hand, stopping the shouting of the orcs below.

"Let her go and I'm dead."

Longa's skin trembled when his sarcasm was stimulated. Among the orcs, no one had ever doubted Longa's credibility.Dongchen's suspicion made him feel the anger he hadn't seen for a long time.Coupled with the previous miss, no!It cannot be said to be a miss, it should be said to be a mistake in judgment.Longa looked at Dongchen with sharper eyes: "Then what do you say?"

"Let your people get out of the way, I want to take this little goblin back to the car." Dong Chen's white teeth were stained with blood, and his tone could not refuse at all.

"Uncle, leave me alone, kill him." The little goblin recovered from her panic, and finally found a chance, and wanted to be a martyr as soon as she spoke.

Because of the blood loss, Dong Chen unknowingly tightened his loose arms immediately, and the little goblin's pretty face flushed suddenly: "Shut your mouth, and if you open your mouth again, I will strangle you to death."

Looking at Longa with cold eyes, Dong Chen tore off the little goblin's blood-stained white gauze dress with his empty hands, and tore it into strips with his teeth. road.He is entangled with the little goblin.

The tightly tightened skirt wrapped around her chest, and the mountain peaks that the little goblin used to have turned into plains immediately.The previously flushed face gradually turned a purple color as the cloth strips tightened.

The little goblin struggled frantically, Dongchen thought for a while, and his arms loosened a bit.

There was an unstoppable coughing sound, and the orc who had been quiet below began to curse again.

Longa looked at Dongchen, but he never found a chance to make a move, which made him feel even more embarrassed.Thinking of His Majesty's instructions, he was determined to eat Dong Chen alive.However, before that, he needed to ensure Ai Weier's safety.

"Human strong, I can let you go back to the car. But, how do you ensure that you don't run away?"

"Run?" Dongchen's eyes twitched: "Our suspension car is broken, otherwise, do you think you can surround us?"

What Dongchen said was the truth, if the Despair wasn't broken, the gang of orcs wouldn't be able to catch them even if they were exhausted.

Longa looked back, narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the blind bald man who was always guarding in front of the hover car, and then at the wretched looking garbage with strange clothes.Finally, his eyes rested on the blond beauty half kneeling with the gun in hand for a while.

"Present your request, strong human race, what can I do to let Ai Weier go?"

"This little fairy is called Ai Wei'er? You seem to have said it just now." The excessive blood loss made Dongchen's thinking weak, and he thought for a long time before he said: "I want parts to repair our car. Once the car is repaired, I will Let this Saint Avril go away."

He heavily emphasized the tone of the word saint.

Longa was furious when he heard this: "Where are we going to get you a car? Don't you see that our equipment is very primitive?"

"Then where did you get the knife in your hand?"

A rhetorical question blocked Longa's next words, and Dongchen couldn't believe that such a group of orcs didn't even have a car.

Don't talk about it, Dongchen really said it.

When the orcs were expelled by humans, they really had no equipment.Barely survived, all relying on robbery for a living.Later, although relying on luck, they found a large abandoned base and established the country.But that place originally produced space fighters, and the remaining large-scale equipment is abundant, but it is a pity that there is no energy at all.

As for small things like locomotives, I don't know why, Mao didn't find a single one, but a warehouse of primitive alloy weapon armor was found.Weapons are well used by the orcs, but most of the armor is given to children.Speaking of it, this is also an important reliance for their reproduction to this day.

Of course, things are not absolute. After all these years, they still have some family background.It's just that most of them don't use it.

After going through the broken pieces at home, Longa gritted his teeth: "I promise you the conditions, but you have to go with us. I don't know what parts you are talking about?"

"Go with you?" Dongchen frowned, thinking about the matter of the sheep getting into the tiger's mouth: "I need to discuss it with my associates, you should step back first."

With a grimace, Longa took a deep look at Dongchen: "I hope you can keep your promise. Otherwise, even if I chase you to the ends of the earth, I will kill you."

The sword was crossed with the left hand, and the sharp nails of the right hand started from the middle of the forehead, all the way to the chin, and Longa, whose whole face was almost split in two, turned around and jumped off the head of the dragon, beckoning the orc to get out of the way.

Dongchen felt chills in his heart, although he didn't know what that meant just now, but he understood that he had offended this horrible guy badly.

"You are doomed, dirty and humble reptile. Uncle Longa made a face-to-face salute, and he will definitely use your blood to wash away his shame."

"Shut up." Originally, he kindly let go of his arm, wanting to let the little goblin take a breath, but Dong Chen, who was so choked up, tightened his arm again angrily.

He figured it out, this little elf is just a donkey digger, not only has a bad temper, but also a bad mouth.

The levitation vehicle slowly approached, Dongchen breathed the sweetness in his nose, his eyes were blurred: "Hurry up, if you are late, I will die."