Orc Tyrant

Five days later, he came back to the prison.

Guk limped a little, but this was about to heal, his throat and one face were scarred, as if he had been dragged by a motorcycle.

He wore a loose robe to cover the bandaged torso, and for convenience and comfort, he refused to replace the temporary armor-the original has been sent to Okimid for repairs, and he has assured Liya that he Will not make similar mistakes again.

So in any case, before he recovers enough to wear full armor, he must follow at least twenty guards by his side.

He also wore a brand-new pistol on his belt. This weapon was different from the crude Ork pistol. It had a more exquisite structure and performance, and could radiate large-caliber blasting ammunition.

A team of guards selected by Mangul is inseparable by his side, and talented neuroboys and heavily armored behemoths are always ready to detect threats and use violence.

Under such escort, he returned to the scene of the incident for the first time.

He ordered no one to move or repair all the objects on the scene before he personally inspected it, and all Ouke clearly read the psychological goal behind this behavior.

Guk wanted to witness the scene where he was almost killed.

They can feel the tension hidden in the leader, like a faint tremor in the air, which makes the guards quite uneasy. When one of the few great beings in the Ouke group also experience pressure or tension, they seem to Should try to avoid it.

They walked along the front hall and noticed that the ground was dotted with dark spots, which were the bloodstains left by Mangguer and his men when they carried Guke out.

In front of them was a chiseled gate, and some guards were waiting for them at the gate, a new group.

When Guk and his guards walked into the field of vision, those Oks immediately raised their vigilant eyes and tilted their heads.

They gathered around the gate, resting or sharpening their weapons, but no one dared to step over the threshold and enter the restricted area ordered by Guk.

Guk came over, and the guards got up to greet each other. The leader was Kundera Ka. He now needs to play the role of the messenger and standard bearer around Guk. This has always been Manguk's position before.

"This is not the nest I arranged for you."

Guk looked at Kundera and chuckled. The other party had obviously gathered a small group. They were obviously different from the original guards-more alert and more active.

"Yes, head."

The new guard leader agreed, and all of his boys leaned in.

"For now, the door is also OK."

Guk nodded, acknowledging once again that this guard has a rare trait in the Ouke group-carefully.

"We were asked not to enter, it was your order,"

"It's my order,"

"Tiao Tiao is always at the door,"

A low voice rumbling from the heavy armor,

"Until the owner puts them in, at least, it's like this. Before they are allowed to approach the fire, they will lie on the edge of the fire, waiting to eat some bone scraps and minced meat."

Kundera turned his head slowly, staring at the face hidden under the huge helmet, his eyes unblinking.

These guards did not welcome him. Although they were once colleagues, they were dissatisfied with their replacement of Mangul. They even thought that they were marginal low-level guards in the past.

This is good. The new head of the guard lifted half of his lips in a smile, revealing a fang.

"Overlord, can you allow my court guard to guard your hall?"

"I wonder, this work is already responsible."

The same dull words popped out word by word from the helmet, like heavy bullets of a large-caliber machine gun.

"It doesn't seem to be doing well enough."

Kundera replied that although his gaze was on Guk, his peripheral vision had been scanning the twenty guards. .

"It's a far cry."

At this time, one of his subordinates also came up to add a sentence.

"Your name is Ting Wei? Interesting name."

Guk raised his hand to stop the anger that was about to erupt from the back guards.

"You can come by the fire. I allow you, but don't hinder other guards. Can you obey orders in this respect?"

Kundera nodded, his boy scattered to the sides.

Then Guk walked into the prison that almost killed him.

All torture instruments and furniture were turned into fragments. The huge desk was riddled with holes like a meteorite. The walls, floor and ceiling were densely covered with bullet holes, and many chains were scattered on the ground and torn apart.

The corpse was still half-hung on the wall, but the entire area of ​​the face and shoulders was nowhere to be seen, and the abdomen breach revealed the intestines being slightly blown by the wind when the door opened.

All the corpses of the assassins were gone, but the blood still stained the carpet crimson, and the walls were also splashed with blood drops, which, after drying, looked like black paint or spilled tar.

Part of the walls and large pieces of broken furniture were embedded with armor fragments flying around in the blasting impact. Many windows were left with cobweb-like cracks. One of the lines seemed to form a coiled viper: one holding it. Venomous snake in aggressive posture.

Guke took a deep breath, knowing that he was emotional at the moment, deciphering signs and omens from nothing.

He closed his eyes.

In a millisecond, the roar and frenzy of the past suddenly returned, caught in his mind, and every moment was dazzling and real--

He opened his eyes again.

"overlord?"

Kundera asked ka, he was also shocked by this tragic scene, wondering how Guk survived this extreme situation.

"I'm fine."

Guk simply responded and began to scan around, stepping forward, rolling the shattered bricks into the ground.

Many trophies made by the traitors and the platform that carried it lay on the ground, completely damaged, and a fallen body knocked it down.

Guk stared at the pile of debris.

The first encounter with Diego, the rise of the white-handed tribe, the prosperity of the Ouk Kingdom, and this violent rebellion.

This feels very strange, and Guk realized that unexpectedly strong emotions surged in his chest.

"Gulsuth's corpse—"

After a long silence, he spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

"It's gone."

Kundera said immediately for him.

"I went to check it on the day of the incident. The body hanging outside is gone. No kid can see how it disappeared."

Guk nodded.

"Of course it's gone, because he simply—"

He spoke halfway to the guards, but then stopped. The guards were waiting for orders at the gate behind them, while Tingwei was standing in the porch.

Guk walked to the corpse at the far end of the room, with his back to the door, Kundera followed him.

"He's dead, dead forever, tell the boys I will take his body to feed the jump."

"Yes."

Kundera paused, then asked carefully:

"Boss, those traitors... are they really guards?"

Guk claimed to the public that it was Gulsuth who bought the guards. They launched this assassination in stupidity and despair, but the slightly smarter boss could see that this is a relatively lame statement.

Oak has never been a credible race, and the buyer is dead, so the transaction naturally ends.

"What do you want to say."

"Who are they?"

"You have too many questions."

Guk stared at the corpse that had begun to decompose, and the stench came out, but he couldn't hear it.

"Burn him down, let the fart spirits clean it up and use it as a toilet."

After saying this, Guk turned and left the prison.