Orc Tyrant

Guk took the first step towards the soft surface, quietly listening to his breath creating a steady vibrating sound inside the armor, enough to penetrate the deepest dark eyes and peer around this deserted place calmly. His senses of hearing and smell are catching any possible changes.

He strode toward the wind, and the dust under his feet rolled up, all of which were the remnants of black ash after being burned, and there was no vitality.

Accompanied by the light sound of gravel in the breeze, accompanied by the low grinding sound of armor, he walked quietly.

After a while, he turned his head to look at his mount, and the suddenly accelerating wind had already covered it with a thick layer of dark red sand, like a fire cloud rising in the distance.

this place……

He thought that there should be a new name, a name that has never been pronounced by humans, because the desolate and sparse scenery reminds him of the wasteland, and the sky here is much more peaceful by comparison.

He didn't bother to look up, he didn't need it, because there was nothing to see.

Looking from the horizon to the horizon on the other side, only torn clouds rolled and stirred, and plumes of smoke rolled against each other, releasing white, black, and bright red.

Hanan?

He had witnessed the cracks displayed by Hanan, but he had never seen such a view, had never seen a crack covering an entire mountain peak, had never seen it at such a close distance, and had never experienced such a huge, huge wave. The turbulent Hanan vortex was like a withered nebula in the void.

"King Guk."

Behind the previously uninhabited people came a call of unknown gender, without breathing.

Guk did not turn around in a hurry, nor did he prepare his weapons.

Instead, he just turned around slowly, his eyes lit by patience and very human curiosity.

"Humanity."

He opened his mouth to the deformed body:

"When I came here, I should tell me where it is!"

"Do you know what it is?"

"unimportant."

Guk ignored the violent wind tearing his body and stepped towards the **** of the towering mountain. A little red sand fell from the eye sockets of the shriveled demon head behind him, and the magic blade in the scabbard was also trembling and buzzing.

"I can feel something, human, something on it!"

Some ghosts are scattered all around, they are phantoms swirled by wind and dust, swaying in the call sign. They only exist in the boundary of Guk’s field of vision. Whenever he wants to see more realistically, they are again caught by the wind. Chopped.

Over there, the form flashed by, and the moment his eyes were annihilated in the wind.

There, there seemed to be three young girls screaming and pulling each other, and when Guk turned his head to look, only the dust swirling in the air was left.

He clenched the mechanical claws that sparkled the arc, and went deep, deep, and always deep; upward, upward, and constantly upward.

Some whims like pain came from a distance, something weakened, trapped, and almost dying. Some desolate echoes rippled in his mind, depicting him a huge prisoner. The movement made by the beast, that thing has already gone to death a long, long time ago.

Thousands of guards stood silently at the foot of the mountain, forming a ring-shaped towering steel city wall. They watched the huge figure moving, as if watching an emperor ascend to his throne.

Farther away, the deadly chant town has been enveloped in the clouds of smoke and fire, and several armies have already gathered together. They are coming here, just to see the scene that must not be missed.

On the dusty stairs, Guk walked step by step through the horrible path of flesh and blood made up of sharp teeth, corpses and tentacles.

The sound of the wind mixed with gravel constantly brings distant sounds—inhuman voices, screams with a vague tone.

Perhaps it was this gale that played a trick, so that even Guk who had learned human language could not hear clearly any sentence in the storm. Trying to understand a single word and sentence would only make the rest of the noise more noisy and obliterate all concentrated efforts. .

Continuing to deepen this impoverished mountain, Guk has given up staring at each fleeting phantom, turning and scanning without focusing, allowing the wanton wind to arbitrarily fabricate the shape of the phantom.

In the turbulent gust of wind, a dark mist of blood flashed in the corner of his field of vision. Streams of blood gathered into the sky with incredible grace and rushed towards the summit.

Guk looked back and tried to find the weird figure, but saw nothing.

"Human? Where are you?"

The resulting echo is only a tighter wind.

Time seemed to have lost control, and Guk’s throat became more and more thirsty. He was now desperately eager to fight, eager to kill, so he quickened his pace.

After trekking hundreds of meters in boredom, Guke felt some tremors from the ground under his feet, pulsating slightly, but he looked around and saw only many floating figures, which resonated warmly with the consciousness of the living.

"The Blasphemer..."

The wind whispered.

Guk gathered the waaagh energy and projected it out, shattering every silhouette. It only took a moment to concentrate, where they disintegrated, the arc flashed a shimmering light.

"Hahaha!"

Guk laughed, although he soon realized that he was just wasting his energy on mere illusions.

"King Guk..."

A moan, a sigh that scratched his throat came from behind him, and Guk turned around again, just in time to see the weird shadow emerging from the ground again.

Guk lifted his mechanical claw, his heart cried out to swing the weapon, and directed its heavy blow with anger, but he released the claw again, letting it stay in place, calming down with a breath.

"I came here for a real hunt, human! And you are here to show me the way, don't let me treat you as a prey!"

"Yes it is……"

The figure humbled down, then floated to Guk, all the way up.

And Gu Ke, still walking on the stairs with that unhurried pace, is like a boxer about to board the ring, full of self-confidence and fighting spirit.

He also believed that there was already an opponent worth fighting waiting for him, a **** battle after a long absence.

The roar of the sky signaled the arrival of a thousand hectares of thunderstorms, and the sky and clouds were covered by the shadow cast by a giant god-like object, smeared with a thick layer of color.

"It's interesting."

The moment Guk looked up, he just witnessed the discoloration of the world, he showed a hideous smile, and it happened that the first drop of blood fell on his face.

A filthy rain of blood fell from the torn sky, and the distorted energy tore through the night, shrouding the entire mountain in a dark purple light, and dark clouds rolled across the sky, like being drawn into a huge tornado around the mountain peaks Circling.

The sky was weeping, and a non-worldly ocean poured toward the ground, tearing the atmosphere into jagged shapes, and then these non-materials flocked together in an instant, and roared across the air with unclean energy, as if celebrating their liberation.

"now it's right……"

In response to some strong signals, Guk took a deep breath, slammed his arms and started sprinting towards the top, and at the same time, his open mouth surged with shocking sound waves.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!

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