My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

Not to mention that there are many people outside waiting for Orson to return, even if Orson is alone, he hates this feeling.

But at this moment, the underground maze may contain secrets that have been hidden for thousands of years, and it also concerns the future of the two races, so Orson has to go in and explore.

"Speaking of which, big brother, don't you think this situation is strange?"

In the dim maze, Orson and Lena walked side by side.

"Ok?"

"After we came down, torches were automatically lit on the wall. Could it be that there are still people in this maze below..."

"No, even if it was a human, the shaman up there said that after so much time has passed, the person should be dead. That means there must be something else?" Lena said this, her hair standing on end.

"Don't scare yourself." Orson angrily stabbed Lena on the head.

"This should be just a small mechanism left by the builders when the crypt was built. Whenever someone comes here, it will automatically light a torch for illumination."

"Ah...Is that so?" Lena lost interest immediately after hearing that.

She was just wondering if there were some strange creatures hiding in the maze, ready to come out and scare them.

"Well, magic is so convenient." Orson said.

"That's true..." Lena nodded in agreement.

When they were traveling and camping before, Orson's magic helped Lena a lot. It was very convenient for keeping warm, lighting and exploring the way.

Lena also pestered Orson to learn magic, but on the way, although Orson did try his best to teach Lena, Lena was not talented enough and could not learn it.

Finally, I can only give up

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"The structure here doesn't feel like a simple maze."

Walking in the maze below, Orson felt more and more that something was wrong.

From the outside to the inside, the number of rooms decreases.

Each room outside has a bronze statue of a creature, which looks like a museum. However, based on what Orson has learned about Limusa, the Lord of Beasts during this period, this does not seem like a so-called "museum" built on a whim, but more like a tomb.

The bronze statues here are all simulated according to the creations he created during his lifetime. The purpose is to accompany him and protect him for the rest of his life after his death.

Just as Orson was thinking this, there was soon only one room left in front of him.

This room was extremely huge. On the left and right sides of the room stood various kinds of ferocious beasts, and near the central steps, there was a kneeling orc.

On the central steps was a huge sarcophagus, the mouth of which was open at this moment.

On both sides of the sarcophagus, there are two bronze statues.

What surprised Orson the most was that the race on the bronze statue was not the orcs, Limusa's favorite creation described in the ancient books of the temple, but a half-orc like Lena.

"...This seems to be the tomb of Limusa." Orson said this, which scared Lena.

"Wait, wait! Big brother, have we offended Lord Limusa?" Her tone sounded a little anxious.

After all, this is the tomb of the gods, and disturbing the place where someone dies is an act of great disrespect.

At this moment, behind the two of them, at the entrance of the tomb, footsteps were heard again.

"I really didn't expect that Hela's followers would come here at this time." The person standing at the door was the orc shaman who had just talked to the two people on the ground about the basement.

"If you hadn't asked me suddenly, I wouldn't have thought that you might be that kind of person." The shaman looked at Orson with a fierce look.

At this moment, there was more than one orc shaman. Behind him, there were many sturdy orc warriors, each of whom seemed to have the strength of level six.

Although the temple has no guards, the shaman has quite a few guards, but they are usually assigned to guard other places and do not block people from coming in.

If anyone dares to commit blasphemous acts in the temple, the shaman will call the guards to drive the person away, or even execute him in front of the gods.

"Wait, Master Shaman! Let's talk it over nicely. Brother Edward is not..."

"That's enough! There is nothing to say between us and the humans and the lowly orcs who protect them! Go ahead!"

The shaman interrupted Lena and directly ordered the orcs behind him to take action.

The orcs behind him received the order and immediately pounced on Orson and Lena.

Orson stopped in front of Lena, frowning.

He didn't want to let Lena see that bloody scene, but he had to do it at this moment.

Lena covered her eyes, waiting to be captured, but unexpectedly, when she opened her eyes again, the orcs beside the shaman had fallen to the ground in a mess.

Orson shows no mercy to orcs, so the wounds on their bodies are surprisingly consistent.

They all died from having their necks slit.

Lena looked at the bloody scene in front of her, her eyes widened, and she slowly backed away in disbelief.

"Go ahead, tell me everything you know about this place." Orson looked at the orc shaman and raised the long sword in his hand which was still stained with the orcs' warm blood.

"Heh, it seems you are very confident in your own strength." The orc shaman said this, looking at Orson with a smile. Then, he raised the wooden staff in his hand.

"Okay, then I'll tell you."

"Here is the underground tomb where the great King of Beasts Limusa is buried. The sacred object of our Beastman Cult, the Heart of Beasts, is also here."

Having said this, the shaman laughed heartily.

"I have never understood what the ancient characters above mean. Although I want to enter here, I have always been at a loss as to how to do it."

"Thanks to you, human. If it weren't for you, how could I have obtained such a precious thing as the Heart of All Beasts."

As the orc shaman said this, he recited a mantra and his body swelled up rapidly. Judging from his strength, he was not even inferior to Baru.

"This is the day I've been waiting for." Saying this, he rushed towards the sarcophagus.

Orson took a look at the Shaman's target, then rushed forward and tried to block the Shaman's attack with himself.

"Oh, you think you can stop me with just a level 7?" The shaman said with disdain.

He swung his wooden stick at Orson.

Orson took the stick head-on and felt a sharp pain in the palm of his hand, almost unable to hold the sword.

"Well, it doesn't matter if I kill you and then take the Heart of God." The shaman locked his eyes on Orson.

Orson now wants to rush to the sarcophagus and snatch the Heart of God, but he will definitely be stopped by the Shaman on the way.

He didn't know if he could withstand the blow with his body, so he didn't dare to take the risk.

At this moment, the orc shaman rushed directly towards Orson with great force, as if he wanted to smash all of Orson's bones.

Orson quickly used magic to move to the side for a distance.

Then, a huge crack was immediately created where he was.

One can imagine what would happen to his flesh and blood if this stick hit him.

When the orc shaman saw Orson's actions that violated the laws of physics, he was stunned for a moment, and then sneered.

"Hehe, do you think you can defeat me just by knowing a few tricks?" As he said this, he recited another spell. Orson suddenly felt that the air around him had become much heavier, making it extremely difficult to move.

Then, the orc shaman swung the staff that was used as a stick at Orson again.

Orson narrowly avoided this attack.

"I'm actually very curious about why many people say that the boss will take a step-by-step approach when encountering an enemy instead of using the strongest attack directly. Now I understand." The shaman said this and continued to taunt Orson with words.

"The feeling of watching the opponent's moves one after another, thinking that you have escaped a disaster, or even that you can fight back, but the confidence eventually turns into surprise and despair, is the most intoxicating thing!"

Orson was shocked as he watched the other person's actions.

Who would have thought that the orc shaman who seemed to have no fighting power would actually be his biggest enemy on this trip.

Now it seems that the threat posed by the other party to him is even greater than that posed by Baru.

At least, when facing Baru, I should be able to fight back...

Then, as if playing a game, the gravity around Orson was constantly manipulated by the orc shaman, becoming heavier and then returning to its original state.

In this environment, Orson couldn't even fight back. Just dodging the opponent's attacks would exhaust all his energy.

At this moment, Lena also recovered from the shock just now and looked in the direction where Orson and the orc shaman were fighting.

Lena was not a fool. She could certainly see that Orson was at an absolute disadvantage. However, she was powerless at the moment and could not do anything to help Orson. She could only stand aside and worry.

At this moment, she suddenly thought that the Heart of All Beasts mentioned by the Orc Shaman seemed to be in the sarcophagus.

Thinking of this, Lena tiptoed to the sarcophagus.

Then, as expected, she saw a skeleton in the sarcophagus, and inside the bones, a heart was beating strongly.

Is this the so-called Heart of All Beasts? Lena thought so and reached out her hand, carefully taking the Heart of All Beasts out of the bones.

Looking at the heart emitting blue light and beating continuously in her hand, Lena was stunned.

It was so easy for me to take out the holy object?

That’s great, this way I should be able to help big brother Edward!

Just as Lena was thinking this and was about to look up at the battlefield, she felt a chill in her chest.

In my ears, I heard Orson's voice with a hint of despair.

"Lena!!!"

A sharp stone spear pierced her chest, leaving a huge bloody hole.

There was a look of joy on her face until she fell.

"Big...brother..." she said weakly.

Then, she fell down helplessly.

"Aiya, little girl, stealing is not good." The orc chieftain said, smiling and looking in Lena's direction. "Oh, I was just punishing you slightly, why did you die?"

"Tsk tsk, life is so fragile."

Having said this, he turned around and looked in the direction of Orson.

"I'm sorry, I was too harsh. It seems your companion accidentally died like my men."

"..." Orson was silent for a while, then he looked at the orc shaman in front of him, suppressed his anger, and asked: "What is the purpose of this Heart of All Beasts that is worth your pursuit?"

"Hehe, you don't know." After hearing this, the orc shaman had some free time to chat with Orson.

"The so-called Heart of Beasts is the only organ left in the body of Limusa, the Lord of Beasts, after his death. It has been protecting the desert and the orcs from beginning to end."

"This heart has divine power. It can be said that as long as you obtain it, you will become the person closest to God on the continent."

"Our successive generations of temple shamans have tried every possible means to obtain the Heart of All Beasts. I thought that my generation would not be able to obtain it. I didn't expect that it would be you who helped me break the seal of the catacombs."

"So, you can choose a more respectable way to die. After all, after you die, I will become a god. As one of the most important stepping stones on my path to godhood, I allow you to be buried with your companions."

"Oh." Orson nodded. "It's still unclear who will bury whom."

In the original novel, Orson used the power of the devil in the final battle with Lit. Orson didn't know where the power came from, but from the beginning, a voice in his heart was faintly shouting: "Lose your mind, and you will become the strongest person."

"Lose your mind?" Orson thought so and smiled.

Whether it's for his own survival or to avenge Lena, it seems that Orson has a reason to fight.

"If I can defeat him by giving up my rationality, then it seems okay to give up temporarily." Orson thought so, allowing anger to control his emotions.

The orc shaman looked at Orson who was silent with his head down, and laughed.

"Oh? Are you furious? Or are you thinking about how to die? It's okay. We have plenty of time. You can think about it slowly."

Then Orson raised his head.

"Have you thought about it?"

As soon as the orc shaman finished speaking, a beam of magic light shot out from the center of Orson's palm.

The orc shaman was unable to dodge and his entire left arm was pierced through, leaving a huge hole.

He couldn't help but cry out in pain and looked at Orson in surprise.

At this moment, Orson was surrounded by a black mist, and his originally purple eyes were stained with scarlet blood. He looked like a devil returning from hell.