Orc Tyrant

"Director John, this is yesterday's experiment report."

In the tidy and monotonous office, the old arcanist took the report from the middle-aged man, held up his glasses and read it carefully for a while, his brows immediately frowned.

"The data... why did it suddenly become chaotic?"

"Recently, the emotions of the subjects have deteriorated and become more and more manic. The consumption of tranquilizers has doubled, but the effect is not obvious. 23% of the subjects have been disposed of."

"Oh, I'll just say..."

Putting down the report and glasses in his hand, the old arcanist rubbed his temples with a distressed expression, and sighed uncontrollably.

"...The black spires should not be destroyed. Before the research results are clear, it is only to obtain a weather control instrument. This step is not necessary. Now there must be ghosts in Hanan."

"Hanan?"

Hearing these two words, the middle-aged man's expression was a little surprised. As a new researcher, he didn't really believe that the human spiritual world could have such a weird side.

"It shouldn't be. Those experimental subjects are basically irrational."

"But they have emotions."

John is a little dissatisfied with this newcomer. The Snow Cliff Observatory is the most important part of the Dawn Project and the focus of the Southern Operation Area. Usually the most experienced researchers will be sent over, but this time in Cuscona Er threw it over as a rookie. Although he is talented in bioplasticity, his arrogance is as prominent as his talent.

However, he can't interfere with the committee's decision, so he can only stop worrying about this topic.

"Okay, make arrangements for today's experiment plan, go ahead."

"Yes."

When the researcher left, Old John couldn't help taking out the observation report of the past few days from the drawer. The text on it had made it difficult for him to sleep for a long time.

As an observatory, their first task is naturally to observe. He has been here for fifteen years. It can be said that most of his life has stayed in this place, and he has also witnessed the process of the prosperity of Ouk.

At first, they were just beasts fighting each other with stones and primitive weapons. They were scattered, barbaric and backward. They were just a little better than those without intelligence. He even complained about why he should send himself to see these things. To be honest, he would rather stay. In the zoo in Cusconar, surrounded by the smell of feces, I don't want to watch these green two-legged beasts fight day after day.

The things that Oak finds interesting are often extremely boring in the eyes of humans.

Until he became the director, this situation has not changed. He once suspected that his life was rotten here.

But after that action, they did something that could not predict the result. In order for the grand plan to advance, they had to break a certain balance.

So it appeared, as if it was revenge against them.

Oak gave birth to the first leader in the sense. It unified its barbaric compatriots in a short period of time, and pushed the entire race to a stage that was not so backward. It gathered a kingdom with an iron fist. A kingdom of violence and conquest.

When they attacked Aswan, John had also seen from a distance. The destructive force that leaned out like a waterfall made him deeply worried and frightened.

Fortunately, they still have temporary remedies, but the sacrifices of colleagues still make him heartache, and Oak's violence still makes him anxious. These emotions have tortured him for a long time.

Because he understands that this is only temporary, the tyrant is not dead, its power is still expanding, and its kingdom is roaring like a clockwork war machine, waiting to crush the next enemy at any time.

Thinking of this, he pulled out the latest report.

"...The four-family coalition army of the lycanthrope was defeated, the corpses were all over the field, and the deaths and injuries were incalculable. It took only two hours for Ouke to eliminate them. The specific tribes participating in the war are..."

Turning the last page open, John's eyes fell on a line of small red print.

"...The lycanthrope side suspected to have summoned a demon, and was eventually defeated by Gu Ke alone.

Taking a breath, John felt his teeth tremble.

The strength of this tyrant is beyond common sense. He even doubts that the lycanthrope can last another month. Ouke is not a human being. Humans may have nothing to do with them in the jungle, but Ouke will clear every inch of land they pass. They don't think about casualties, don't need any logistics, let alone morale.

This kind of army is simply the dream of all generals and the nightmare of all enemies.

咚咚咚~!

Suddenly, John's thoughts were interrupted by a rapid knock on the door.

"Come in, what happened."

"Director, emergency!"

Pushing in was the guard of the observatory, one of only three combatants among the 21 arcanists.

His head was sweaty at the moment, and his pale lips were shaking.

"what's happenin?"

"Ok suddenly broke into the research room!"

"what!"

John stood up abruptly, looking shocked.

"what happened!"

"Yes... No. 5 back-up channel. It was originally abandoned because of the last accident, but the elevator was not removed. I didn't expect the Ouke to actually..."

"Damn! You slackers!"

John banged heavily on the tabletop and roared sharply:

"How is the situation now! Are there any casualties!"

"The opponent invaded from experimental area No. 2. There were no staff there and no casualties for the time being. At present, the experimental subjects in the two adjacent areas have been released as a defense."

"Quickly arrange for the evacuation of personnel, drop the guards, and close all non-primary exits... By the way, how many Oukes were invading?"

"Currently there are only two."

Hearing that there were only two Oukes, John was relieved, and things finally did not go any worse. If hundreds of Oukes flooded in at once, then he could only announce the abandonment of the observatory and bring the researchers. Escape.

Thinking of two Oukes, a plan suddenly emerged from his mind irresistibly.

"Well...Is it feasible to implement a capture plan?"

Ouke is a rare experimental material. Their vitality is extremely tough, and they can withstand high-intensity experiments. They are much better than humans or beasts.

If they can be caught, then the losses caused this time can be accounted for and made up for.

But the defender looked embarrassed. After hesitating for a while, he hesitated and said:

"I'm afraid...no."

"why?"

"Because it's the leader of Oak...Guk."

"what!"

John screamed and took two steps back. The whole person fell back on the chair in fright, and his original yellow face turned pale.

"Gu, Gu Ke..."

"Director! Director!"

Suddenly, a bloodied arcanist stumbled in and he was also one of the guards.

"Guk suddenly smashed through the wall of Lab 2 and came to Lab 5. Duhring and Casnod had no time to evacuate...sacrifice."

His voice was full of sadness, and John's mind was blank. The "rookie" he talked with before was called Doolin, and he never expected that it would be a farewell in just a moment.

"Director! What should I do now?"

"Director! Director!"

WAAAGH! !

The call of the guards and the roar from a distance pulled John back to reality. He must be responsible for the remaining alive arcanists, so he made a difficult decision.

"Abandon the observatory, evacuate all, destroy the weather controller!"

Two more reached!