Chapter 214: Fighting
Q: What does it feel like to reach the Isaiah continent from the Abyss through the Gap?
Lu Yi could clearly answer that this was an extremely uncomfortable feeling of dizziness.
He didn't suffer from motion sickness, but he still felt extremely dizzy from the bumpy ride.
No wonder he always felt that the monsters that just came out of the gap were not very smart when he was with Luo Saiqiao.
My brain is turned into a mess, how can I not be in a daze?
It was the first time for Lu Yi to enter the Isaiah continent through the gap as an invader, and he was still a little uncomfortable.
In other words, his whole body was stripped away at this moment.
The high-level demons who were proud of their status stood behind him, while the low-level monsters had already jumped into the orc forest below like dumplings, opening their bloody mouths hungrily towards the pieces of "living meat".
He stood in the camp of the perpetrators and watched the death of the intended victims with cold eyes.
[“857 Do you feel that I look like a common villain now?”] Lu Yi suddenly asked as he looked at the orc army fighting below.
Blood and flesh splattered, and a foul smell spread instantly. Orcs kept struggling to stand up and fall down again.
Death is the rice harvested by Warcraft and the fruit of victory in the Abyss.
This is a feast for the monsters that have been trapped in the abyss for a long time.
[What?] 857 said blankly, [Although strictly speaking, the role you took is indeed a villain, but the script has long been twisted to the extreme, what kind of villain character can there be?]
Is he a savior villain?
Lu Yi's expression remained unchanged. ["She's a fake saintly persona."]
[“In fact, I never deny the selfishness in my bones. After all, it does exist and there is nothing to hide.”]
[“It’s just that sometimes I see myself becoming more and more accustomed to weighing the pros and cons, and the positions of right and wrong, good and evil are becoming increasingly blurred. In the final analysis, it’s just a different position.”]
Whether it was between the Isaiah continent and the Abyss, or between the Church and the imperial nobles, he was a vested interest, and there was no real rational bystander from the beginning to the end.
857 was unable to interpret such a complex and confusing emotion, and after a long pause, he said: [Do your best, as long as you have a clear conscience. ]
Lu Yi stopped talking and focused on the fighting orcs and monsters.
"They should have evacuated the old, weak, and sick." Barzi said, "Can the demons have traitors?"
Arthur looked at him speechlessly. "The orcs must be blind to not see such a big gap. As long as they are not stupid, they should be able to deal with it, right?"
Barzi disagreed, "Aren't there also fools among the demons? Don't you think so, Your Highness Lant?"
Lu Yi didn't even bother to give him a glance, and just said "hmm" twice perfunctorily.
His gaze lingered for a long time on the battlefield below.
The current situation is extremely bad for the orcs.
Low-level monsters cannot feel pain and are driven to kill non-stop by hunger. Only death can stop them.
But orcs feel pain, get hurt, bleed, and die.
The gap opened wide and monsters poured out continuously. Before the previous batch of monsters were completely killed, the next batch of monsters appeared.
These bleeding orcs knew better than anyone that facing an enemy that felt no pain and was endless to kill, it was only a matter of time before they died in battle.
But what else can they do?
The Warcraft has come right to their doorstep, and they have nowhere to retreat.
"How pitiful." Arthur sighed.
"The orcs probably never thought that they would be chased and beaten by demon beasts one day, right? It's really unfair. These rubbish occupy the best resources and enjoy the blue sky and white clouds, while we demons have to live in the abyss of chaos."
"Who says it's not?" Barz continued, "Sir Arthur, this is the first time you have seen the world outside the abyss, right? If Isaiah has a hundred intelligent races, then ninety-nine of them live in the world outside the abyss. This world outside the abyss is really wonderful..."
Arthur and Balz's words aroused the demons behind them, and they were all eager to participate in the feast before them.
“Pah—”
Arthur put his hand over Lant's head, and a drop of rain fell into his palm.
The raindrops were cool, but compared to the biting cold of the abyss, they were incredibly warm.
"It's raining." Arthur said, "Let's make a quick decision."
The sudden wind blew up his dark cloak, and the unreliable demon king had an unusually cold look on his expressionless face.
As soon as the Demon King finished speaking, without waiting for the nominal leader Rant to say anything, the demons swarmed forward.
"Oh! Quick victory!!"
"For the Abyss!!"
The already extremely difficult battle situation was completely unbalanced after the influx of demons, and the scale instantly tipped towards the abyss.
In the drizzle, the casualties of the beastmen increased dramatically. The devils' hearty grins and the beastmen's unwilling roars intertwined together, forming a tragic and mournful melody.
Lu Yi pushed Arthur's hand away and said with a bad expression: "It turns out that the words of the Demon King are still effective."
His fingertips were as warm as jade. Arthur smiled and said, "My words work in the abyss, but in Isaiah, your words work better... I just want to help you block the rain. You don't know how terrifying the blood rain in the abyss is. Even the thickest skin will be corroded."
Lu Yi didn't buy into his flattery at all. He sneered and asked, "Why don't you guys go down?"
"Enjoy it?"
He looked subtly at the raw and blood-drinking monsters below, and when he turned to Arthur and Balzi, he seemed quite sarcastic, as if wondering why they didn't join in the carnival of the blood feast together.
Arthur didn't care about his ridicule at all, grinned and said: "I am the Demon King, how can I eat like a beast like them? Well, it's too barbaric and ugly!"
"Besides, these are just appetizers. I don't even think of them..."
Arthur was talking, and suddenly he seemed to have discovered something. His voice faded away, and his nose flared as he said, "I smell it—"
"The aroma of roasted wolf."
Lu Yi's eyes moved slightly, and he frowned and looked in the direction he was looking.
The next moment he met Paso's eyes unexpectedly.
The rain hit his thick eyelashes, and Lu Yi blinked subconsciously.
Even though he had expected this, when he really met his old friend again in the midst of the bloody storm, Lu Yi still couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
Compared to his exquisite appearance in the previous ordination ceremony, Paso looked rather unkempt at this moment.
He did not have any accessories that could indicate his status. His rough, dry hair was hastily tied into a high ponytail, and his clothes were a simple and convenient brown short robe.
He must have come here at a rapid speed, and must have killed many monsters on the way. There were obvious bloodstains on his face and body, which were blurred by the rain, and did not look good. His chest was heaving, and his sharp wolf fangs were unconsciously exposed.
Paso looked at the orc corpses scattered all over the ground, his breathing became heavier, and the curve of his chest rose and fell more violently.
All he saw was bright red, smelly blood and flesh, the remains of limbs that had the other halves chewed off by monsters, and his fellow citizens who died with their eyes open.
Behind him, there were still the shrill roars of the orc warriors, the sound of air currents from the collision of magic powers, the crisp sound of weapons colliding, and the sound of extremely tiny raindrops dripping on the leaves.
The orc forest was extremely miserable, but the man and two demons in the air were so high up that they were clean and tidy, and even the rain was deliberately separated.
Paso's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Rant, who was in the lead.
It was only less than a month, but it felt like a century had passed since he last saw Rand.
So much so that Rant's face seemed different from what he remembered.
He no longer had long golden brown hair that refracted golden light in the sun. Instead, his hair was as black as ink. His glass-like light amber eyes turned into strange red eyes, which were no different from the demons around him.
Who dares to say that Lant is a thoroughgoing human?
The look he gave him was still so familiar, but Paso felt that Rant was so strange at this moment that it made him feel cold all over.
Even though there were endless rumors, he never doubted Rand for a moment.
But the truth gave him a loud slap in the face, causing pain in his internal organs.
The person he cherished in his heart came with the demons to destroy his home.
Paso hoped more than anyone that Rant was forced into this situation.
Just one sentence -
A denial to clear the air.
"Rant, what are you doing..."
His voice was not loud, it could even be considered light, but every word he spoke was full of blood and tears.
Lu Yi lowered his eyes, avoiding looking at him, and whispered: "Paso, if you believe in me, just surrender."
"Bring the entire orc race to submit to the abyss and the eternal night."
Before officially attacking the Orc Forest, Lu Yi once asked Callisto why he couldn't tell Paso and asked him to pretend to cooperate.
Callisto did not give any reason for his refusal, but only asked him: Do you dare to trust so many people? Do you dare to entrust the future of the entire Isaiah continent to unknown possibilities and bet on the unity of the orcs?
Lu Yi did not answer at that time. He realized that he had asked a very risky question.
When it comes to truly urgent secrets, every time someone knows about it, it means more danger. He can trust Paso as Lant, but he cannot represent the entire Isaiah continent.
If the truth cannot be explained, Paso will definitely not cooperate, there is no doubt about it.
Even Lu Yi himself didn't have much hope of persuading Paso to surrender, but he couldn't just say nothing and watch Paso die.
Lu Yi advised again: "Paso, if you believe me..."
"What do you want me to believe? To believe that you really are not colluding with the demons?" Paso interrupted him and asked softly.
How could he ask him to surrender?
How could he!
He is Paso, and more importantly, Paso Aparri, the leader of the entire beast tribe and their king!
Lu Yi had no way to deal with Paso's burning gaze, nor could he answer, so he could only remain silent.
Arthur, watching the two flirting with each other, raised his eyebrows and said unhappily, "Tsk, old lover?"
He looked like a man with a nose that wasn't a nose and eyes that weren't eyes, so how could he be so gentle towards this dirty orc? Saint Son Lant had two faces!
Upon hearing this, Lu Yi immediately glared at Arthur.
What the hell is this old lover!
Arthur, however, felt that he had guessed the truth about Rand, and he became increasingly unhappy.
"You're my old lover, right? Let me meet you! Be careful not to be turned into roasted wolf meat by me!"
Without waiting for Lu Yi to react, Arthur leaped up and appeared in front of Paso with a frown.
Arthur licked his dry lips, stretched out his hand, and produced the Demon King's sword out of thin air.
The pitch-black giant sword was engraved with intricate and mysterious ancient demon language. Once it appeared, it was accompanied by the roar of an ancient beast. The pitch-black blade had been bathed in countless blood, and a huge oppression suddenly came like a tide.
As the sword came out, the air stagnated and the rain fell even faster. The surrounding demons became visibly excited.
"Lord Arthur has taken action!!!"
"Wahaha! It's the Demon King's Sword! The legendary Demon King's giant sword! How long has it been since Lord Arthur used the Demon King's Sword?!"
"I don't know! But I know these orcs are doomed, hahaha!"
"Boy, this is your honor! Just sacrifice your life to Lord Arthur's sword!"
These cheers undoubtedly increased the morale of the demons, and Arthur, holding the giant sword, also became excited.
His fingers raised and lowered one by one, holding the huge sword steadily horizontally, and wiped the extremely sharp sword edge directly with the palm of his hand.
Blood gushed out from the palm of his hand, and the Demon King's sword was bathed in the Demon King's blood.
The already extraordinary giant sword suddenly shone with golden light, revealing an unstoppable and terrifying edge.
Arthur's smile widened.
He looked at Paso provocatively and said loudly: "Now, let me see what you are capable of -
"Tell him to look at me differently!"
The author has something to say:
Yay! Fight scene!
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