A commotion began to rise in the crowd. It was a group of Rakshasa people wearing the armor of the Tsar's Guard who were resisting. Among them were many strongmen comparable to orc generals, and there was even a big man with a red beard who was no less powerful than the orc overseer.
The red-bearded giant's ferocity finally caught the attention of the two at the top of the Bone Tower. Wolf-headed Fenris directly unleashed a force of heaven and earth, pressing down on him and causing him to vomit blood and collapse to the ground.
"Fenris, you liar...you deceived us, our prince will not let you get away with this..." The red-bearded giant watched his teammates being beaten half to death and thrown into the bone tower, and uttered a desperate curse.
"Your Highness? Is he referring to this most perfect sacrifice? Hahahaha!"
Blackham reached out and grabbed a figure in his hand. The figure had disheveled hair, was limp and lifeless like a dead person, and was covered in black and red stains that made it unrecognizable. The person looked like a beggar dying on the street.
“Arthas…” But Qin Mo and Heather both recognized him because he had lost an entire arm, which Qin Mo had personally cut off.
"Don't blame me, blame your Prince Arthas! He traded your lives for a chance... a chance for him to regain his full body... Hahaha... Foolish humans, do you even deserve the power of the Great Shaman?" Want to chat with more like-minded people about *Sailing and Conquest*? Follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to read novels, discuss life, and find kindred spirits!
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