Orc Tyrant

Kundera opened his eyes under the flashing blue light.

This is not his own small room, but a well-equipped medical department with the ability to put the kid together.

He knows this place.

How could you not know?

This is the operating room of the Pain Kid in the Blackstone Fortress. The walls are covered with various organs and medical instruments that look close to weapons.

He sat up and tore off the needle and thread and the infusion tube from his body.

"The body is alive."

A voice behind him spoke.

Hearing the sound before seeing its shadow, Kundera Ka turned around and said that he had read the other party's name.

"Gulas."

He was wearing a loose gray robe, with something similar to a listening device around his neck, various surgical tools hanging around his waist, his sleeves rolled up high, and his hands wearing thin leather gloves. .

Pain Kid’s bald head is full of signs of modification. It is said that he has replaced half of his skull with something else.

"I wonder if you have to sleep for a while at least."

As he packed his things, he said:

"how are you feeling?"

Kundera checked the injury roughly.

"I feel better,"

The guard twisted his shoulders, and his voice returned to the loudness of the past, hoping it was concise and clear enough.

"What happened next?"

"The Davari Headbreaker saved your life. He dragged you to me when you fell. I prepared a list. You can check it out in your free time. It's not very expensive, like that. It’s a blessing for you to survive a severe wound."

"We have no choice."

"I don’t care about your responsibilities, buddy, but I have left something else in your body. The damage to your heart and blood vessels is already terrible... In fact, it’s already bad and can’t be worse. The leader didn't drag you down."

With Mao on top, his thoughts are still very confused, he just barely remembers that he has lost consciousness, but it feels like a dream.

"Didn't you run away? When did you come back?"

Pain kid picked up a Skug from the edge of the operating table and threw it into his mouth. This made Kundera feel a little uneasy, because he heard that Pain kid often "carelessly" accidentally put something into it. Stay in the patient's body, such as spiders, eat leftover skuggs, or teeth.

"I didn't run, but temporarily found a place to hide, and came back much earlier than the other guys. I will answer for you before you ask the next question... You were almost in a coma for two days."

He looked straight at the guards.

"How is your head?"

"Two days?"

"You can repeat this number to show that your ears are okay. Okay, now I will answer my question."

"How's the battle going?"

"It's over. The whole war is over as soon as the overlord appears. All that is left is to remove the remaining garbage."

"How many have you come?"

Pain Kid moved his gaze away from the hand tool and turned to him.

"Many, many, including Gough, Blood Axe, Black Fire, Twin Snakes, and an unheard iron fist, arrived one after another at the fastest speed they could do, but most of them seemed very disappointed. The traitors did not seem to be able to fight so well."

"Don't say it is so light, Gulas, more than a hundred guards died here. Those traitors are not so much capable of fighting as they are crazy enough. There is no other word to describe the scene."

"Whatever you think, man, but now you are famous."

Kundera moved his leg, although it made his whole body twitch.

"I ask you again, what about your head?"

"I have said it, and I feel much better."

The guard's gaze moved to a nearby operating table, and the fresh blood stains on it showed that there was also a patient lying before. .

"That is……"

"Yes, Davari, his injury is lighter than yours, he has gone."

Kundera raised his hand to touch his chin, but his fingertips touched a piece of cold metal. He didn't know what to say. Instead, he drew his hand across the entire piece of metal, feeling its edges and corners, and perceiving it. There are tiny cracks where it comes in contact with the skin.

"The grenade almost blasted your skull into a few pieces."

The Pain Kid pointed to his forehead, but the guard didn't need the other party to specifically tell where the wounds were, because he could clearly feel them with his hands.

咚咚~!

A knocking sound attracted the eyes of the two Oukes to the door. Guard Davari leaned against the door frame, almost naked, holding a wine glass in each hand.

"You are alive."

"lucky."

Kundera continued to check his face while staring at him, feeling the changes brought about by the operation.

Compared to himself, Davari has not changed much, except that he has more fixed steel plates on his limbs and a piece of his forehead.

"You have missed a lot of wonderful things during this time."

Davari walked over, handed a cup to Kundera, and drank another cup by himself.

"Where's my?"

Pain kid is a little dissatisfied.

"Get it yourself, I have given you a hundred teeth, what else do you want?"

Kundera ignored their conversation, but carefully drank the wine in the glass. He was still a little afraid that the liquid would flow out of the wound in his neck.

Fortunately, the technique of the mad doctor is not bad, and the stitches are very tight.

"Ha! I really can't live without this stuff, are there any more?"

"Nothing!"

Davari waited for him, and for a moment, Kundera almost thought he was about to laugh.

But he guessed wrong.

Bang~!

With a heavy sound, the three Oukes almost all jumped up and searched for weapons for the first time, but when they saw what was making the sound, their eyes widened.

"Mangul...the leader."

"Ah, yes."

The tall guard nodded, then raised his arm and pointed at Kundera.

"Kundera Ka, the overlord will see you and come with me."

After following the silent guard leader for a while, Kundera found him in the observation deck of the Blackstone top-level palace, and once again set foot in this place where he almost died. The guard's mood was a bit complicated, but his face was unbalanced. Usually there is no difference.

Guk turned his back to him and waved his hand, all the guards in the palace left, and Liya also left.

"come."

Kundera cautiously walked behind Guk, and a noise from below attracted his attention. He looked up slightly, but was stunned.

On the long yellow sand outside the Blackstone Fortress, a skull mound is being piled up. Numerous **** heads stand ten meters high. Below the skull mound is a murderous camp. A blood-red Gerak is carrying a giant axe. The boys who were kneeling on the ground were decapitated one by one, and then the other boys threw their heads aside.

The sandy land that was originally light yellow has become a crimson muddy swamp.

"Glak has been cutting for three days. He doesn't sleep, he doesn't eat or drink."

Guk looked down at the appalling execution ground in a flat tone.

"He swears to kill all the traitors in the Legion with his own hands, so his kid likes to capture them alive lately."

There was a smile in his voice, but Kundera couldn't laugh.

"It is said that he has killed tens of thousands. Do you know how many 10,000 boys are?"

"I... I don't know."

Guk turned around and looked at him.

A warrior who has experienced many battles can be seen from the outside. Although he does not wear armor, he maintains the attitude of entering the battle at any time. Many wounds on his body are fresh. A simple glance can find at least a dozen places. Among them, Guk There are four fatal injuries to judgement.

But he actually survived.