Chapter 663

The man is still dead.

His head was directly cut off by the sharp blade of the jackal, and even before his death, his face still maintained those complex emotions.

Guilt and pleasure, and full of hope for the future, will also be tortured by pain for a lifetime.

The Jackal may have seen through each other's pain, so he did not hesitate to abandon the previous agreement and cut off the man's head with a knife.

The world, suddenly quiet.

Believing in the promise of orcs is like a demon telling you that abstinence is a truth from now on. The mouth will deceive people, but the body is honest.

A second ago, the Jackal seemed to be persuading himself to fulfill his promise and give men the freedom they wanted. But at the moment when he approached each other, perhaps out of instinct, he waved his long knife and killed each other's life.

Guilt?

Does not exist.

The Jackal just patted the back of the wolf under the seat and let each other devour each other's flesh and blood. It has no complex human emotions. After all, it is just a pure beast!

Kesi witnessed all this, but the old man didn't make any obstacles. Slaves had no rights, whether living, eating, clothing or life

There is only one meaning of the existence of slaves, that is to please the master.

Kesi has no less wisdom than human beings, but it will not look at problems from the perspective of human beings. Outside of wisdom, it is dressed in the appearance of orcs.

This land belongs to itself and its people. It promised those loyal to itself that it would find a richer home for them than before. At this time, its promise was finally fulfilled!

The blood stained the ground red, but Kesi still grabbed a handful of soil and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff. This is the smell of his hometown.

Blood!

Warfare!

These are two indispensable words for orcs. The place where there is war is home. As a race born not to be treated by any justice alliance, there is only one way for orcs to obtain land, that is, killing.

Kill the original races of the land, and they become the new owners of the land.

There was a sound of wolfing everywhere.

At first, it was just a wolf, and before long, some jackals joined in the devouring. Kesi looked at all this, and there was little kindness in his eyes. He said to himself, "eat more and look at these children. They are hungry and thin."

"Prophet, you are a little depressed recently. I want to know what happened?" just then, a rough and crazy voice sounded.

This is a pure orc, with green skin, tusks on both sides of his mouth, and a string of ornaments like Buddha beads hanging between his neck. The most eye-catching is his waist. It is a huge long knife. Even if it has not been scabbard, it still gives people a very cold feeling.

Kesi's adopted son, a real warrior.

In today's Orc army of more than 100000 people, the other party is undoubtedly the leader. It can be said that as long as Kesi dies, the other party will be crowned chief of the tribe!

The other side is a swordsman.

Although they are few in number, the sword saint has always been an elite warrior in the orc tribe.

In the tribe, Kesi's adopted son is the only swordsman who has been promoted to legend.

Blademaster!

This is a professional who is not inferior to boxing masters.

The opponent is proficient in swordsmanship and has mirror moves that can compete with the stalker in high and low wind steps and split ability. The real card is the blade storm.

The other side will rotate at high speed to form a world with only swords around. Any creature close to the surrounding will be ground into meat foam by this terrible move!

Kesi had no wife and children in his life. It can be said that he dedicated everything to the tribe in front of him: "Nilu, I feel the danger around me."

"I see a powerful human force not far away. Those humans will become our enemies. Before that, we need more help!"

"I'm going to use my soul power again and call the experts of the family to come and sit down."

Neil Lu twitched slightly at the corners of his mouth and didn't look very good. Even if many people under him told him that Kesi was old and its set was no longer applicable to today's tribe, he should unite some elders of the tribe to exert pressure on him, and then give way to himself to become the new chief of the tribe.

For his advice, neru was very firm. He just cut off each other's head with a knife and pressed it down.

Kesi is his adoptive father, but in the eyes of this legendary strong man, the other party has become an integral part of his life. Even if there is no blood relationship, the other party is his father!

The son will not seek to seize his father's property. In the eyes of Nilu, Kesi knows everything. Even if he has achieved legend, he is too different from his father in terms of strategy and means. In the face of this pressure, he has not made the idea of becoming a chief!

"Father, you have exercised your soul shackles twice. Every time you shield the plane crack, it will have a fatal impact on your body. Twice is the limit. Once you do it again, you will not only lose your life, but also completely close the road to promotion. If you are poor for a lifetime, you will not step into the top!"

"I know."

Kesi said in an ordinary tone. He didn't seem to mind his life expectancy and future promotion at all. He just hesitated for a few seconds and said, "nellu, if you live to my age, you will know that living a long life may not be a joy, but a pain. It's not easy to watch your relatives fall and die one after another."

"I am 139 years old this year. My strength has already reached the peak and there is no possibility of promotion. Before that, I might as well burn for you for the last time. I will summon new helpers for you. Rand is good. Even if it has demon blood in its body, it is enough to be loyal to you after all."

"Father..."

Neru's eyes flashed red. This strong Orc has never been so rude!

"Well, the tears of orcs are far more valuable than blood. Don't be sad for me. It's a natural law to die and die. Moreover, even if my soul will be damaged, I can persist for a period of time, and I will pave the way for you here."

"Listen, neru!" Kesi's expression suddenly became calm, and a transparent barrier was formed around him, isolating all the sounds around him.

"This land is beyond your imagination. Compared with our previous land, it is a gap between silt and gold. I want you to stay here and bring a new miracle to me and the tribe!"

"Those antiques will affect your judgment, so let them live and die in their hometown. I will summon Rand for you. As a brave Tauren warrior, it will become your right arm and expand around with you!"

"I'm old and can't accompany you all my life. One day I'll leave. At that time, I hope to see a chief who can carry the future of the tribe, not a little Neil crying in the corner..."

"I......" nellu hesitated for a moment. After seeing Kesi's serious eyes, he nodded fiercely: "father, don't worry, I will take my people out of this land and demote everything around us as slaves. We will become the real king of the world. I hope you can believe me!"

Max!

This evil, bloody, meticulous and ruthless old orc, no matter how terrible and unpredictable he is in front of other races, he looks like another in front of the tribe and adopted sons.

It is like an old man who tells his children his will before his death. Even if he is about to die, he should pave all the next roads for his children.

From the perspective of orcs, Kesi is undoubtedly a real legend. It does not mean the realm, but the soul has also been sublimated.

Kesi has paved the way for neru in the future. It has decided that it will not return to its hometown again. Therefore, it will not summon the rest of the people as promised before. After performing this [smuggling] skill twice, Kesi's soul has been weakened to the extreme. Therefore, it needs a hand who can completely help the adopted son to grow the tribe together.

A Tauren named Rand came into its view.

The other party is a Tauren with simple mind and strong body. As a think tank, even if it is out of standard, it can be perfectly competent for a real soldier!

It will become neru's right hand and help it conquer the land and slaves here!

As for those antiques, Kesi is not considering them. Even if the other party is also some helpers, the complex selfishness will disrupt most of nellu's plans.

There are no parents in the world who don't love their children. Even if the other party is not their own, Kesi has raised the other party since he was three years old. He has tried his best to make the other party a powerful professional. He is a swordsman with the strength to kill dragons. His efforts can't be revealed to others in a day or two.

Kesi took a deep breath, and the rich energy immediately entered its nasal cavity. Kesi was obsessed, like an old smoker who had not seen cut tobacco for decades.

"The glory of the tribe will bloom here again. From the barren land to today, I have proved my value to the previous chief, and next, you should bear these pressures."

"Don't be afraid, go forward forever, nellu. Remember, even if one day I will die, my spirit will also be by your side. I will always look at you and protect you..."

Chris looked at the young face in his eyes, and a rare smile appeared on his face:

"Remember, orcs will never be defeated!"

"Because of us, never compromise!"

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