Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

Suddenly, a shout was heard in the air filled with the smell of blood.

The captain of the Ancestral Orcs and the desperate mother turned their heads at the same time, and saw a man who looked extremely thin walking out.

The man was dressed very thinly, holding only a thin black spike in his hand. He looked ordinary, even less handsome than the boy who had just been knocked away.

No matter how you look at it, that crude farm tool is more powerful than the black spike in his hand!

"You want to be a hero too?"

The captain of the Ancestral Orcs grinned, as if he had already seen the scene of the big stick falling on the man's head and exploding into red and white liquid.

In the past, even thick-skinned reptiles could not withstand this move of his.

Bai's heart trembled violently.

He came out of his vision of the future, but he never imagined that the world that would greet him and Alsophila would become like this.

Will Alsophila be captured and enslaved one day?

Will the Alsophila spinulosa fall to the ground helplessly like this one day?

He walked up to the hopeless mother and said, "Let me do it."

The desperate mother stared blankly at the figure that was getting farther and farther away. Looking at this figure, she thought of her husband, the man who took the initiative to stand out and attract the attention of the orcs in order to cover her and her child's escape.

She remembered that this man was a newcomer who had arrived at the settlement a while ago, with a teenage daughter.

"you……"

Her lips moved, and at this time, Bai had already walked in front of the captain of the Ancestral Orcs.

He did not possess superb fighting skills, nor did he have an exceptionally strong physique. All he had was a deceptive thinness and the poisonous stinger in his hand!

"Get down, you lowly slave!"

The captain of the original orcs slapped out.

The moment the palm landed on Bai's body, the black spike also pierced his arm.

It was just a little bit, just enough to break the skin, and he didn't even feel any pain.

Looking at Bai falling to the ground, he raised his stick and wanted to put a brutal end to it. At this moment, a piercing pain began to spread from the small wound to all parts of his limbs.

“This… ahhh…”

He found that his arms began to wither at an incredible speed, and when he realized the problem, it was too late to reverse it.

From the arms, to the chest, to the legs and feet, until even the head began to wither, the life of the Ancestral Orc Captain was completely gone.

The group of Ancestral Orcs nearby, who were either killing, chasing, or watching the show, were all stunned.

The captain, who was still full of life not long ago, twisted his body wildly after coming into contact with that ordinary tailless man, as if he was burned by invisible fire, and turned into dust on the ground in just a few seconds!

"Hiss... Ga..."

An original orc covered his mouth and made a strange sound.

That's the fear growing in my heart.

They simply couldn't understand what was going on. The tailless people, who had always been killed by them at will, now had mastered a method of killing them that they couldn't understand!

"you……"

Bai got up from the ground and rushed towards a nearby Ancestral Orc holding the sharp horn of Morphis.

He did not say anything extra, as saying anything would make him look cowardly. Only by charging forward courageously could he completely intimidate the group of orcs.

"Don't come over here, don't...ah..."

While retreating in panic, the original orc was still stabbed by the sharp horns.

Then, the same horrible event happened. In less than three seconds, the original orc was burned to ashes by the invisible fire again.

Now, all the original beastmen could not stand steadily.

"Kill him, kill him!"

They panicked and ordered their companions to go first, but their companions were not fools. There was no reason for them to go first in such a situation. Several original orcs standing in the distance reacted first. They quickly took the bows from their backs and prepared to shoot Bai.

Before they could finish drawing their bows and arrows, the humans hiding in the dark came out.

Unlike the panicked Ancestral Orcs, the morale of the humans who had just been chased and fled in fear was boosted, especially those humans who wanted to fight the Ancestral Orcs to the death. How could they watch Bai, who led the charge, being shot to death?

"We must stop them even if it costs our life!"

Driven by hatred, even the seriously injured humans picked up stones on the ground and threw them far away, while those whose bodies were still intact crouched and rushed quickly towards the Ancestral Orcs who were shooting arrows.

Stones rained down.

Several orc archers were hit so hard that their faces were bruised and swollen. They finally shot an arrow, but it went astray.

After all, there were too few people coming. More than forty Ancestral Orcs dominated by fear were simply unable to form an effective battle formation.

"Stop them, stop them!"

"Fuck it, run, don't get entangled with them, the monster is coming!"

"Go back and tell the Queen, run!"

After leaving behind seven or eight corpses and weapons all over the ground, the Ancestral Orcs fled out of the settlement tumbling. They did not dare to stay for even a moment, fearing that they would also turn into ashes.

After chasing for more than ten minutes, Bai finally stopped.

He looked at the Ancestral Orc walking away, then looked at the horn of Murphys in his hand, his face turning pale.

Soon, several humans caught up with him.

One of the strong men with a generous personality patted him on the shoulder.

"Great hero, if you can't catch up, then don't catch up. You've done a great job. If you hadn't helped, I'm afraid none of us would have survived this time."

"Yes, yes, thanks to you, I was able to kill a beast with my own hands and avenge my brother!"

"Hero, don't be so tense. Smile. We have to celebrate when we get back. This is the first time in such a long time that we have driven away those beasts. It's all thanks to you!"

Shiro managed a forced smile.

Defeating the original orcs and saving his compatriots should have been a happy event, but it was difficult for him to be happy now.

This sharp horn is so powerful that it can not only devour the target's life, but also the life of the user. It is the scepter of death and the nemesis of life.

After just a short while, Bai found that his body was stained with a very thin layer of decay.

If he continues to use this sharp horn, one day he will be completely submerged by the smell of decay, and then...

"..."

After returning to the settlement, Bai shook his head at Alsophila, who looked worried.

"I'm fine. It's just a minor injury. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

Even if he would die, he had to continue using this sharp horn for the sake of the tree also.

The moment he met Alsophila spinulosa, his fate was determined. He saved Alsophila spinulosa, but if it weren't for Alsophila spinulosa, he would not have been saved and would have ended his life on that rainy day.

He lived in the hope that Alsophila spinulosa could live a better life. If his death could achieve this goal, then that was it.

"Let's go check on the others."

Bai hugged the Alsophila spinulosa.

Walking out of the house, he went from house to house, carrying the herbs he had picked on the way back.

Despite his best efforts, the boy with broken ribs still inevitably died.

In a small settlement.

Some were cheering for their recent victory, some were chatting and preparing dinner, and some were kneeling beside the haystack, hugging their deceased loved ones in grief.

The joys and sorrows of mankind seemed incompatible at this moment, but Bai didn't feel noisy at all.

His fear of death is no longer the fear of death itself. Death does not bring darkness, but the separation of all things he values.

But even so, many people are willing to die for the things they value.

This is people.

Because of loss, we are afraid of death, and because of fear of loss, we would rather die.

All kinds of life are born out of contradictions.

"Alternaria, let me teach you how to grill fish, so that you can grill fish by yourself in the future."

"?"

“Fish you grill yourself will taste better.”

"!"

While the other people in the settlement had not yet packed their luggage for the move, Bai taught Alsophila how to cook.

……

Today, the atmosphere in the Tanon Palace was a little subtle.

Queen Siris had been in a state of rage since morning. In the afternoon, a troop of 500 people rushed out of Tanon City, including deacons of the Temple of Saint Lilith.

"What happened?"

Several guards gathered together in the corridor where the slaves were kept.

"I heard that a slave-hunting team was severely damaged when attacking the settlement of the Tailless People, and even the captain was killed in the battle."

"The captain is dead?!"

"Of course not. Otherwise, why do you think the Queen is so angry? Fortunately, we are not the palace gate guards, otherwise we would be punished."

"Damn it, these lowly tailless people actually dared to resist."

As they talked, the guards of the slave corridor became angry.

Slave rebellion is one of the most unforgivable crimes, and in their view, the Tailless People are born slaves of the Ancestral Orcs.

Dare to resist?

It's the other way around!

The guards vented this anger on the slaves kept in the corridor.

"You think the food smells bad? It's just this much, eat it if you want!"

A guard threw the food bowl roughly on the ground. He was expecting the dying tailless slave in front of him to get angry, so that he would have a good excuse to abuse the tailless slave.

But to his disappointment, the tailless man said nothing and silently took the rice bowl.

Not interesting.

The guard was a little annoyed.

If this wasn't the royal palace, he could torture these tailless people without any scruples.

He turned around and was about to open the door when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him. Before he could turn around, he found something sharp stabbing into his neck.

"Um..."

Because his mouth was covered by a knife, the guard could only make unclear sounds.

A few seconds later, he slid to the ground, completely lifeless, and standing behind him was the human who had seemed to be dying.

"Nanzhu, brother will avenge you!"

The human named Nanxing stared at the orcs' palace with fierce eyes, but underneath the fierceness was suppressed joy.

Only a few days had actually passed since his sister's death, but every day was a double torture for him both mentally and physically.

It was hatred that kept him from losing his way and kept him going until now, finally waiting for the opportunity when the guard made a mistake!

Nanxing took a few deep breaths.

After regaining his freedom, he was not foolish enough to attack the palace directly. His plan was to escape from the city first and then wait for an opportunity to act.

Before that, he needed to prepare some food, which was easy to do. He could get it from the kitchen in the slave house.

Because of the crisis encountered by the slave-hunting team, many people were dragged away and scolded. During this period, the guards in the palace were much weaker, and Nanxing arrived at the kitchen without much effort.

"You need to bring food that is easy to fill your stomach and does not spoil easily..."

Nanxing was suddenly stunned.