Chapter 521: River of Blood (Seven Thousand)

"Your good nephew Noctis, respectfully invites your uncle to die!"

The moment he saw Noctis, Lahaddo completely understood in his heart why Ron came to kill him directly, and why the location of his gathering with Veron and others was exposed and known to Ron. It must be this good nephew who was interfering.

Before Lahaddo could say anything, Noctis' voice entered Lahaddo's ears.

The words "please uncle to die" almost made Lahado vomit blood in anger.

However, this also made Lahado finally understand why Ron found this place.

From this point of view, Ron should not be a prophet. He does not have the ability to know the future, otherwise he would not have to go through Noctis to achieve his goals. In this case, there may be opportunities for cooperation with Ron.

I have to say that Lahado is really capable. He can analyze the current situation in the shortest time possible, and then try his best to find a way to survive in this seemingly desperate situation.

He glared at Noctis fiercely, and although he was angry, he turned a deaf ear to what Noctis said.

This damn piece of trash.

If you can't even handle such a small thing, what's the use of you?

It is obvious that if you use your life, you can buy the Orcs a chance to survive. Once the Orcs can successfully survive this disaster, I am afraid that the entire Orcs will be grateful to Noctis. What an honor it is. But such an opportunity was wasted by Noctis.

What an idiot.

Of course, when thinking this in his heart, Lahado did not consider whether Noctis wanted such an opportunity.

Just thinking about the fact that a fool and waste like Noctis was actually the most outstanding genius in the entire Orc tribe except for the two sisters of the fox tribe, Lahado couldn't help but feel despair in his heart.

There is a talent gap.

He suddenly began to doubt himself. Even if he could really lead the orcs through this disaster and allow them to continue to exist in the Dusk Continent, although the major countries and races in the Dusk Continent seemed to be at peace, there were countless open and covert struggles behind the scenes. In such a crisis-ridden environment, would the next generation of orcs really be able to survive?

An idea suddenly occurred to him. He felt that it would not be bad if the orcs were to perish just like that. At least dying at the hands of a powerful evil spirit could barely be considered a glorious death, right?

The thought that just appeared in his mind frightened Lahado. He shook his head vigorously and suppressed all the messy thoughts in his mind. He even regained his original shrewd look, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and clasped his fists towards Ron: "I really didn't expect that a useless person like Noctis would be taken so seriously by Mr. Ron."

As soon as these words came out, Noctis was furious.

Okay.

When I was in the Winged Tribe, I was praised as the best in the world. Now I am on the opposite side and I don't bother to pretend. I am just a useless person who has no knowledge or skills? How can I change my face so quickly? But now Noctis has obviously grown up a lot compared to the past few days. Although he is angry, he can control his reason. He sneered and retorted unceremoniously: "Uncle, you are right. I am indeed a useless person who has no knowledge or skills. However, although I am a useless person, at least I have a kind heart and I am not blind. I will never do such a thing as pushing others into the fire pit for my own life."

"I'm not like you. You actually want to murder Mr. Ron's woman and sister-in-law. Tsk, tsk, tsk, uncle, do you really not know how to write the word death? Or do you really want to bury the orcs with your own hands? I really don't know where you get your confidence from, you idiot. Can you afford to offend Mr. Ron?"

Such sharp words made Lahado's lips twitch.

Kind heart?

How shameless must Noctis be to apply these two words to himself?

Moreover, the most vicious thing about these words was that they directly put all the responsibility for Bai Lan's possible death on himself, while Noctis took all the blame.

Pursing his lips, Lahaddo looked directly at Ron. It was really beneath his dignity to keep entangled with a small pawn like Noctis. "Mr. Ron, you are a smart man. You won't believe Noctis's stupid words, will you? This guy has been greedy and arrogant since he was a child. He can do anything for profit. Releasing the evil spirit and sending Bai Lan into danger were all done by Noctis himself. It has nothing to do with us. This guy just wanted to divert the blame because he saw that the matter was exposed."

Ron said, "Uh, Mr. Lahado, don't waste your breath. I don't believe Noctis has such a brain."

Noctis' lips trembled slightly, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should secretly be glad, but using this method to clear himself of suspicion really made him unhappy.

Or do these powerful beings always speak so directly?

Can you please care a little about his feelings? He is listening right next to you.

Of course, Noctis knew very well that he still had the opportunity to say a few words in front of Lahado, but in front of Ron, he had no such qualifications at all. He stood obediently by the side without saying a word, as if he had left all matters to Ron.

Lahado frowned, realizing that it was impossible to get away with this unreliable lie. His expression gradually became solemn, and he was ready to use his last trump card: "Sir, do you really want to fight to the death with the orcs? Don't you realize that this matter is a bit weird? In fact, in my opinion, we all have a common enemy, so we can cooperate. There is no need to fight to the death."

"Pfft!" Ron laughed: "Cooperation? You don't think the Orcs are qualified to cooperate with me?"

"As for the common enemy..." Ron said with disdain: "To be honest, I even doubt that you don't even know who our enemy is. Do you know the repairman?"

"Do you know how many righteous gods and evil gods there are in heaven?"

"Do you know what happened to those gods?"

"Do you think your status as the guardian of destiny is very noble? Do you think it's a very proud thing to be able to see through the future? Do you want to say that the evil spirit that broke the seal is actually just a trap set by the thief God to get rid of me?"

"If you want to use this information to trade with me, then I can only say that you have chosen the wrong person. This information is of no value to me."

Ron's words made Lahado and the other orcs look more and more ugly.

Ron had indeed been eavesdropping before, and they did reveal some information during this gathering, but they were very cautious in their conversation and did not reveal too many details, mostly talking about their next plans.

But now, Ron knew everything clearly.

Most importantly, it seemed that Ron knew even more than them, the guardians of destiny.

And that repairman, who is this guy and why did Ron mention this name specifically?

Lahado's mind became a mess almost instantly. The intelligence and ability to peek into the future that he was proud of were nothing in front of Ron. This made Lahado completely unaware of what qualifications he had to make a deal with Ron. Just when Lahado was beginning to panic, there was a slight tremor under his feet.

At first, it was just a slight tremor.

But soon, the ground shook more and more violently.

In the distance, there seemed to be a violent roar coming from afar, as if there were thousands of troops running wildly on the ice. The ice was about to crack, and Ron seemed to hear a creaking sound in his ears.

Noctis' face was filled with horror. He could clearly feel that his body seemed to be jumping on the ground uncontrollably.

The former young master of the Winged People had a distorted face at this moment, his eyes looking around in panic, and soon Noctis found his target.

When he saw the scene behind Lahado, he was so frightened that he kept backing away.

His eyes were wide open and his pupils were shaking violently as if there was an earthquake.

What did he see.

I saw snow flying all over the sky, being swept up by the raging wind, covering the sky. The sky seemed to be covered with a thick layer of white gauze. The white snow obscured the space, and the vast white world was filled with a heart-pounding coldness and iciness.

The chaotic footsteps, like those of hundreds of thousands of troops running wildly on the ice, penetrated clearly into everyone's ears through the cold air.

Waves of ferocious, violent roars of giant bears echoed in everyone's mind.

Lahado, who had originally looked a little solemn, finally smiled at this time. The army of the Orcs... no, to be more precise, the army of the Bearmen has finally arrived.

Not only Lahado, but also Veron, Boyle, Dyson, Casa, Angers and other guardians of destiny, couldn't help but show a hint of excitement and triumphant laughter on their faces. Their support has finally arrived, that is, the 200,000 bear warriors who can join the most brutal battle at any time.

Others don't know how powerful the bear-men warriors are, but they, the guardians of destiny, know it very clearly. The bear-men warriors cannot master powerful magic like the human warriors, but they are born with physiques strong enough to make their opponents despair, a ferocious nature that is not afraid of death, and sharp claws and strength that are enough to destroy everything.

The lowest-level bearman warrior, placed in the human world, is at least equivalent to a catastrophic-level fighter. Among them, the outstanding warriors are definitely not inferior to human hero-level masters in strength.

As for those captains of ten thousand men among the 200,000 bearmen, and even some elite captains of a thousand men, their strength is probably not much inferior to the so-called legendary strongmen.

This is a powerful force that is enough to crush any human country. Even the seven guardians of destiny have to retreat in front of this terrifying force.

Their faces all began to show smug smiles of "I have the advantage, victory is in my grasp". They believed that with 200,000 elite orcs and their six guardians of destiny, even Ron, who was extremely powerful, had to give them some face and absolutely did not dare to completely tear their faces apart at this time.

Boom…Boom…Boom…

The roar was like muffled thunder, echoing between heaven and earth.

The sound was getting closer and the impact on the ground was getting stronger. Even with the naked eye, one could clearly see thin spider-like cracks on the ground.

In the distance, the thick white smoke became thicker and thicker.

It was like a raging wave rushing towards Ron, surging towards Noctis. The overwhelming murderous aura made Noctis' scalp numb.

Finally, when the distance reached a certain level, a torrent of steel consisting of huge monsters at least seven or eight meters tall and covered in snow-white appeared in front of everyone.

Even from a long distance, one could still see the scarlet, ferocious eyes on those huge heads.

As for the number, it was even more exaggerated. There were snow bears everywhere, densely packed together, and you couldn't see the end at a glance.

Just as the army of snow bears was about to rush towards Ron and Noctis, the bear-man chief, Belon, suddenly roared to the sky.

A violent roar, like a bolt from the blue, suddenly exploded between heaven and earth.

That sound was like a terrifying wave.

With Veron's body as the center, Noctis and Ron could even clearly see a circle of shock waves spreading out above the ice in an instant.

On the other side, the 200,000 bearmen army stopped in their tracks the moment they heard Belon's roar. The sudden change from violent movement to stillness was almost completed in an instant.

Although they were just a group of brainless orcs, they showed quite amazing military qualities at this moment.

It is probably not an exaggeration to say that these orcs are the best warriors.

The moment their bodies stopped, hundreds of thousands of scarlet eyes looked at Ron and Noctis almost at the same time.

Bang, bang, bang!

Ron was fine, but there was a sound of footsteps beside him. Noctis couldn't bear the murderous aura that was coming at him at that moment, and he took several steps back. Then he lost control and sat down on the ground with a thud.

He was clearly a legendary eight-star master, but at this moment he completely lacked the dignity and endurance that a legendary master should have. He looked extremely embarrassed and his body was shaking.

It was obvious that he was much stronger than those bear-men soldiers, but now Noctis felt that he would be torn to pieces by those violent snow bears in the next second.

Ron, on the other hand, curled his lips and looked at Noctis with some disgust. He obviously felt it was a bit embarrassing to bring this guy here. Although there were mostly women around him, he had never seen a woman who was such a coward.

Feeling Ron's gaze, Noctis didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and even looked a little aggrieved in his heart and on his face. Who are you? We just heard that you need the heaven to design a trap for you, and you need the power of evil spirits to get rid of you. Naturally, you are not afraid of these snow bears.

But I'm just an ordinary birdman, and I'm afraid.

Not to mention that Ron was disgusted, even Noctis felt extremely regretful in his heart. He really shouldn't have accompanied Ron here.

It’s not known whether Ron would die if a real fight broke out, but he would most likely die.

"Forget it, forget it. You go first." Seeing Noctis's cowardly look, Ron was speechless. He waved his hand and asked Noctis to go away first.

Although he was planning to kill Noctis, there were plenty of opportunities. At least he had to do it after killing Lahaddo and his men. He didn't want to start an internal conflict first and then let the idiot Lahaddo watch the fun.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Noctis felt as if he had been pardoned, spread his wings and tried to escape.

But at this moment, Noctis seemed to have suddenly thought of something. After a brief hesitation, he took out a small wooden doll from his arms and handed it to Ron: "Sir, I know you are very powerful and it is not a problem for you to deal with these idiots, but it is better to be safe than sorry... This... This is a life-saving item. It may be of some use if you carry it with you."

Huh? Looking at the little thing in his hand, Ron was a little surprised.

Of course he could recognize what it was, a substitute doll, and he had several of them on him.

As a tool man chosen by the repairman, it is not surprising that Noctis has some gifts left by the repairman. What is strange is why Noctis gave this substitute doll to himself?

All of a sudden, Ron felt that his brain was not enough.

After a brief hesitation, Ron accepted the substitute doll and nodded to accept Noctis' kindness.

After Ron accepted the substitute doll, Noctis seemed to be relieved. He pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something to save face, but unfortunately, the 200,000 bearmen army in front of him looked too scary, so Noctis had to give up all the polite words he wanted to say.

He didn't know what he was thinking of, his body shivered and he flapped his wings vigorously. A gust of cold wind picked up Noctis' body and flew away.

Leaving Ron one of the means he used to save his life was already the limit of what Noctis could do. If Noctis was really asked to stay and fight alongside Ron, that would be impossible no matter what.

Forget it, forget it.

This guy is quite interesting.

Although he had planned to kill Noctis before, considering that this kid is so sensible, it is not impossible to spare his life.

After all, the Bearmen will face genocide today. With the loss of 200,000 Bearmen, the combat effectiveness of the entire Orc tribe has been weakened by at least two-fifths, and the remaining strength can no longer make much waves.

An army of two hundred thousand bearmen appeared behind him in an orderly manner, creating a murderous atmosphere.

They all stood still, their silver-white manes blending in with the whole world, and it was almost impossible to feel any difference. Snowflakes floated down from the sky, fluttering and landing on the snow-white manes, making it impossible to tell whether they were snow bears or snowflakes.

call……

Lahado let out a long sigh.

Feeling the powerful force behind him, Lahado has never been so confident as he is now.

Look, this is the best warrior of the Orcs.

Look, this is the power of the orcs.

He held his head high and took a step towards Ron. Even the expression on his face was no longer as gloomy as before, but now bold and confident.

Behind him, the other five guardians of destiny followed closely. They were no longer as fearful as before, and their confidence returned.

Lahado opened his arms, as if he was hugging something, or breathing something greedily. The feeling of having 200,000 troops behind him seemed to carry an invisible charm that fascinated Lahado deeply.

His eyes seemed to be narrowed, as if he was enjoying the taste.

After a few seconds, Lahado finally opened his eyes again and stared at Ron triumphantly: "Dear Mr. Ron... Now, are you sure you still want to fight to the death with the orcs?"

"Are you sure you can fight to the death with us?"

Lahado asked two questions in a row.

"Is that all?" Ron picked his ears; he felt a little itchy inside.

He looked a little bored, as if he had suddenly lost interest in everything.

Lahado was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that after seeing his background, Ron would ask this question. From the sound of it, it seemed that Ron still felt that there were not enough people?

I've seen rampant people, but I've never seen anyone this rampant. His lips trembled and he said, "It's enough to deal with you."

Seeing Lahado's confidence, Ron sighed helplessly: "So I said, you know nothing about power."

Damn it, that sentence again.

Lahado and several other guardians of destiny, who were originally in a good mood, suddenly became in a bad mood because of this sentence.

They didn't understand why Ron could still be so confident at this time.

"Do you really want to fight to the death?" Veron couldn't help but roar out loud. He was angry.

Ron's arrogance almost pissed him off to death.

"Forget it, forget it..."

Ron just shook his head slightly: "Have you forgotten, the repairman... oh, the so-called Heaven in your mouth, is going to use evil spirits and set a trap to deal with me."

People like Lahado and Veron were stunned. They couldn't react for a moment and didn't understand what Ron meant.

But soon some thoughts began to diverge rapidly.

Ron needs evil spirits to deal with?

Evil spirits, that is the destiny that will destroy the entire orc race in ten years. Could it be that...

A bad premonition just emerged in my mind.

At this moment, Ron snapped his fingers, and the sound tore through the silence between heaven and earth.

Right behind Ron, there was a sudden burst of brilliant light.

A rising sun appeared in the void behind Ron.

"Oops!"

Lahado seemed to have finally thought of something. Invisible fear instantly enveloped his whole body. Seeing the golden light flooding down, Lahado could no longer control his scream: "Oh no, everyone, disperse quickly, quickly..."

Almost at the same time, the roar of the bear tribe leader also spread across the snowfield: "Attack! Attack! Attack!"

Two completely different orders appeared at the same time. Under normal circumstances, the army would be in chaos at this time, but this situation did not occur in the Bearman army. Although Lahado also had a certain status in the Bearman tribe, these Bearman soldiers were more accustomed to accepting orders from their own family leaders.

Just as Belon's roar spread, a group of violent snow bears roared at the sky. Their voices mixed together, shaking the whole area like thunder.

The next moment, the tall bear man crawled on the ground, his strong limbs exerted force almost at the same time, and his huge body like a mountain of flesh rushed towards Ron like a bulldozer.

Boom…Boom…Boom…

At close range, the charge of the Bearmen army became even more horrifying.

Lahado's eyes widened wider and wider, and indescribable despair swept through his body in almost an instant.

Seeing the two hundred thousand bearmen army charging at the same time, Ron was not afraid at all. He just opened his arms slightly, as if embracing the rising sun above his head.

His mouth opened, and a voice that sounded like a prayer or an oracle, filled with a mysterious atmosphere, began to sound: "Everything created by the sun is my domain!"

In an instant, the rising sun above Ron's head shone brightly, and the golden sunlight tore through the white sky and covered the vast snowfield.

Every beam of light is a sharp sword.

The pure white snowfield turned into a bright red color.

The moment the sunlight came down, the bear man's thick mane and hide all turned into fragile tofu dregs. The sunlight penetrated through and then silently penetrated the bear man's fat body.

The speed of light is really too fast.

The bear men didn't even have time to feel the pain of their flesh being pierced before they saw the scarlet liquid gushing out of their bodies.

Streams of blood splattered on the ground, like blooming plum blossoms, bright and enchanting.

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