"Thales, this wish is easy to fulfill. I think you will get what you want soon."

A familiar voice floated from the sky, a handful of quicksand quietly emerged, and gradually revealed Rhett's figure, looking directly below with a smile on his face.

"Eh? Father, why are you back?" Tucker turned around and looked up, his face full of surprise: "Didn't you say that the Orc Sanctuary might attack the battlefield and you need to deal with it?"

"It's just an orc. Ankus and I have killed him together." Leiter said lightly. Then he landed on the ground and took a look at the scene of the execution ground. There were very few people at this time. He glanced at the disabled orcs kneeling on the ground behind Thales, nodded slightly, and said to Thales: "Thalles, you have worked hard during this period. You don't have to stay here anymore."

"Really?" Thales covered his lips with one hand, looking surprised. "Oh, great. This is the second good news I've heard besides your promotion to the Holy Realm!"

"Hey, now that the war is over, can we go home?" Tucker's big eyes rolled around and he opened his mouth and smiled.

Leiter looked at Tucker, shook his head and said, "Not yet. Next, I have something important to do."

Then he looked at Taylors again, ruffled her fluffy hair gently, and said with a smile: "This matter requires your cooperation."

"It's an honor! I guess father, you must want to show me the magic of the sanctuary. I will definitely be a qualified audience and watch it carefully." Thales deliberately stroked his chest gracefully, acting like an aristocrat.

Tucker, who was standing by, crossed his arms, curled his lips, and muttered, "Pretending, how could father come to you for such a trivial matter..."

"Thales, you got it right. Then, follow me..."

After the words fell, Tucker was dumbfounded, his arms dropped from his chest, and he stood there in a daze. And Taylors also blinked in confusion - he was just joking, but he didn't expect his father to take it seriously? So his eyes were soon filled with surprise, and he cheered: "Great, where are we going?"

"Go to some places suitable for 'performance'..."

After saying this, Leiter imitated what Hypast did when he was on the road, condensing a large amount of earth elements, compressing them into hard rock armor, and wrapped them around Thales' body to prevent his physical fitness from being unable to withstand the extreme speed. With his terrifying elemental control power as a holy mage, he could easily maintain fluidity while having enough hardness.

Thales spread his hands, lifted his left and right feet back and forth, and looked at his new outfit, looking extremely excited. He never thought that one day a strong man from the Holy Land would personally look at his appearance, and he never thought that this person would be his father.

Leiter smiled slightly, patted Tucker on the shoulder, and said: "Tucker, wait for me to come back to the cold current camp. Stay in the camp with peace of mind. No one will arrange for you to go out on a mission before I come back..."

"But I also want to go with you..." Tucker shouted loudly with longing in his eyes, but watching his father flying into the sky with Thales at high speed and quickly disappearing into the horizon, he could only stare at the sky in a daze, sighed helplessly, and left the execution ground dejectedly.

But suddenly, he heard the struggles and howls of some orcs behind him, and he stopped unconsciously. He turned his head to look at the captives waiting for execution, blinked his big eyes, and a strange thought came to his mind:

"How about...I become the executioner for Thales?"

Because his father had asked him to kill monsters and orcs too many times, he subconsciously thought that this would be beneficial. So, after a little thought, he drew his sword and walked forward, stabbing a level 5 tauren in the throat.

However, the first time he was blocked by the rough rock-like skin and slipped to the side, but he did not give up and continued to swing his sword with all his might. Finally, it took him more than ten minutes to kill the enemy with one sword.

"Tucker, what are you doing here? Where's Taylor? Why is he gone..."

Ambiru was the person in charge of escorting the prisoners. When he arrived at the execution ground with a huge team and thousands of orc captives, he saw Tucker standing where Thales should be, and looked a little stunned.

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After swinging his sword and chopping off the head of another Night Owl, Tucker heard someone calling him. Seeing Ambir coming towards him, he walked forward with a serious expression, touched his chest and said, "Captain Ambir, my father just returned temporarily and took Thales away for an important mission. Can I replace Thales and serve as an executioner here in the future?"

"You want to be an executioner?" Ambiru was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding. Although the position of executioner was not important, not everyone was qualified to serve as such. Originally, such a matter needed to be reported, but then he thought that Tucker was Rhett's son, and such a matter would hardly encounter any obstacles, so he nodded and agreed: "It's a small matter, leave it to me. But the war has just ended, and you came here to execute the orcs. You are really diligent. The quality of the Green family is indeed outstanding!"

"It's all because of my father's good training!" Tucker smiled innocently and continued to swing his sword to kill the orcs.

Anbiru laughed in silence, looked at Tucker, pondered for a moment, and said, "Tucker, when I came here just now, I heard Commander Bomier tell me that a celebration banquet will be held in the military camp tonight, which will also be a grand bonfire dinner. The last celebration banquet of this scale was more than 50 years ago. You are the descendant of a hero, so you must come to participate tonight."

“Haha, no problem.”

"Father, where are we going?"

Being carried in the air by Rhett, although Thales was wrapped in thick earth elements, he could still see the surrounding scenery clearly and marveled at the magic of the Sanctuary's means.

"Graylu Kingdom!"

"What are we going there for? Are we going to the Dark Mountains?" Thales asked curiously.

"Clean up the orcs!" Leiter said in a calm voice, his hair on his forehead and ears flying as he flew at high speed.

"Clean up the orcs?" Thales repeated his father's words in a questioning tone. He was stunned for a moment and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He asked carefully: "Then...what do I need to do?"

"Give the orcs a fatal blow!" Rhett said to Thales.

"It is so!" Thales's guess was confirmed. He patted his chest in frustration and wanted to vomit blood. He finally got away from the execution ground. He thought that the days of executing orcs day after day would end, but in the blink of an eye, his father took him to another fire pit. He pursed his lips and said pitifully: "Father, how long will it take this time? Can you let me rest for a few days..."

He was silent for a while, and could only say softly: "After we have dealt with the orcs this time, I promise that I will give you unexpected surprises..."

"Surprise? Could it be a wonderful fantasy novel?" The pitiful look on Thales' face gradually faded. His curiosity was aroused. He opened his eyes wide and put on an expectant look.

"Haha, not only that, there are many more unexpected things." Rhett coughed twice, grabbed Thales and walked around a mountain, and responded.

Hearing this, Thales stopped making noise, and there seemed to be a light in his eyes. His father's words had never let him down. Since he had promised this, it must be something worth looking forward to!

At this moment, he no longer had any impatience in his heart to deal with the orcs. Instead, he wanted to quickly get to the Huilu Kingdom and wipe out the orcs completely.

Two days later.

Deep blue defense line.

In a forest surrounded by mountains, countless broken trees fell to the ground, and hundreds of Blood Moon Werewolves and Violent Bears were chasing hundreds of knights relentlessly.

"Aw, you human coward! When you were charging just now, didn't you say you would fight to the death? Now why are you just running away in fear?"

A Blood Moon Werewolf led the charge, its blood shadow flickering in the forest. Anything that blocked its way was quickly crushed by its sharp claws and strong body. It kept mocking and undermining the morale of the Shadow Tigers, while making several obscure gestures to the Shadow Tigers on both sides of its body. Seeing this, the Shadow Tigers around it had their deep eyes flickering, purple-black mist appeared on their bodies, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A few minutes later, a knight in gray armor whispered in code among the knights in front and asked the person next to him, "Captain, how long will it take us to reach the encirclement?"

The knight beside him was covered in wind-type fighting spirit. He turned his head to look at the Blood Moon Werewolf who was chasing him relentlessly and said in a deep voice, "There is still a hundred kilometers to go. It's almost there. There is a narrow valley with no bottom. As long as these royal orcs dare to chase in, we can shut the door and kill them all!"

The knight at the side felt relieved of his tense expression after hearing this and he let out a long sigh, but his steps became more and more rapid, with a huge amount of fighting spirit continuously flowing into his legs.

Soon after, the terrain ahead gradually dropped. Faced with a deep ditch more than ten meters long, the knights did not choose to cross it, but jumped straight down, bouncing back and forth on the wall and landing steadily on the ground at the bottom of the valley.

At this time, the light around was getting dimmer and dimmer, and the sound of footsteps was particularly loud in the relatively closed space, with even a few vague echoes spreading.

The dark and humid air filled every corner of the valley. After the captain of the wind knights took the lead and rushed into a narrow passage at the bottom of the valley, his brows frowned slightly.

"Why is there a smell of blood... Everyone be careful!" The Wind Knight said anxiously, feeling the extremely faint smell in the air. The knights around him also followed the order and took out their swords, looking around vigilantly.

"Hamp, where are our reinforcements? Where are they?" The Wind Knight seemed to have thought of the key point. He suddenly turned his head, roared loudly, and questioned his teammates.

"Hahahaha, your command just now was so wise, but why are you so naive to think that there will be reinforcements at this time?" An arrogant and domineering voice came from outside the valley, and hundreds of black spots fell from the sky urgently, slamming to the ground with a thud. The leading Blood Moon Werewolf touched a tuft of hair on his forehead and walked forward slowly with his vigorous legs. The hundreds of orcs behind him, like a black barrier, shrank inward in the dark environment and pressed forward.

The Blood Moon Werewolf licked his lips with his long tongue. "You think we are trapped? Now, look who is trapped!"

As soon as the words fell, the echo in the valley kept repeating the shocking news. The Wind Knight's shoulders trembled slightly. He looked at the Blood Moon Werewolf in disbelief, then looked at the deputy captain beside him. He stared into the other's eyes, but could not find any guilt in them. Instead... he could see a hint of cunning.

"Daros, why do you do this? Why do you choose to join the orcs? What can they bring to you!" The Wind Knight raised his voice and asked angrily. While speaking, the long sword in his hand had condensed a green sword light, and he swung the sword diagonally towards the deputy captain's shoulder armor.

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The deputy captain drew his sword to block, and at the same time, he jumped back with the help of the recoil force, creating some distance. The initial tension on his face was gone, and he was replaced by indifference. He said disdainfully: "Why don't you choose to surrender to the orcs? What's the point of our resistance? Looking back at history, the trend of our fight with the orcs is always retreat. It seems that sooner or later, the human kingdom will be destroyed. It is better to carry forward the wisdom of mankind and surrender to the real master of this world in advance!"

"Haha, you're right. Truly smart humans should abandon wooden houses that will rot and collapse sooner or later and choose more solid castles! Because we orcs are the last overlords of this world!" The Blood Moon Werewolf laughed sinisterly, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Light always brings hope before it goes out! You have betrayed your original intention. Go to hell, you are worse than pigs and dogs!"

The Wind Knight gnashed his teeth, the hatred in his heart was like a surging ocean wave that could not be calmed down. Words could no longer express his anger at this moment. He was lured here and knew that it would be difficult to escape today. Even so, he would execute this traitor on the spot!

"Old Captain, for the sake of our former comrades, I urge you to join the orcs. This way you will have a brighter future."

"Shut up, I don't have a comrade like you!"

Sword flashed, and the wind knight rushed to the deputy captain in an instant, but the other party remained indifferent, and even had a hint of pity when looking at him.

The next moment, three shadow tiger men shrouded in black and purple mist suddenly jumped out from the other side of the passage, like three black meteors, and hit the wind knight hard.

With a bang, the figure wrapped in green light flew backwards horizontally, rolled dozens of times in the air, and landed heavily on the ground, his armor was broken, his ribs and thighs were bent and sunken, he spit out blood, and kept coughing. Although he looked very miserable, he stared at the deputy captain, like a devil who was choosing people to devour.

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