Leopard of another world

When the first punch hit, the man just stood motionless, and the punch that poured all the strength passed through his head, like hitting a cloud of air, hitting the wall behind him without any hindrance, and it was instantly dented Out of a big hole.

The man looked at him quietly, with nothing in his eyes.

The blood orc stepped back with his eyes wide open, looked at his fist, then at the crack on the wall, roared again, and punched the opponent in the chest.

Still didn't hit anything.

The man suddenly showed a smile, which became full of irony in the eyes of the blood orc. His face twisted suddenly, and he rushed forward. The fall was accompanied by a roar. This time, at least not all of his fists missed, and a few of them actually hit the warm body. The blood orc roared angrily, and waved his fists with red eyes. It's like smashing the enemy into a puddle of meat sauce.

He watched the blood flow from the mouth and nose of the man who was pressed to the ground, and he listened to the muffled sound of bone shattering echoing in his ears, and felt that the pain and sorrow of the day and night had finally exploded, it was not enough, it was still far away Far from enough, this man deserves a harsher punishment.

The blood orc gasped heavily through his nose, stopped his fists, and stared at the dying man with bulging eyes.

The man suddenly showed a relieved expression, he smiled happily and mistyly, raised his arm with difficulty, touched the blood orc's cheek tentatively, and let out an indistinct "ah... ah..." sound.

The blood orc stared blankly at the man who was bleeding from all seven orifices, his face suddenly turned pale.

The figure of the man was like a paint soaked in water, blurred and faded, and a petite human figure became concrete, she had golden eyes and pointed ears, she smiled happily, and the blood stains on her face could not hide her curves. The smile in the crooked eyes, she opened her mouth, a vague voice and blood poured out at the same time, the blood on her face faded little by little, her eyes became more and more lax, and the moment she finally closed her eyes, she His lips moved slightly, making a low, inaudible sound.

"what……"

The blood orc looked blankly at the young elf who had stopped breathing, stretched out his hand, and slowly approached her cheek.

The moment the trembling hand touched the skin that was still radiating warmth, the blood orc stood up as if he had seen a ghost, looked at his blood-soaked hands, hugged the dead elf on the ground, turned around and charged When they reached the door, they slammed on the locked door frantically.

"She's dead."

A soft voice sounded out of thin air, and the blood orc raised his head, and saw the man with black hair and black eyes sitting on the window sill at some point, looking at him with a smile.

"If you don't believe me, just look down."

The blood orc lowered his head, and the face of the elf in his arms gradually became blurred, and after a while, it turned into a delicate doll.

The blood orc looked up at Lance in surprise and joy, his eyes lit up.

Lance smiled lowly: "This is not a joke. Elves are real, and death also exists. She just left this sojourning doll and returned to the mother tree of life in the hometown of elves. It was you, you killed her."

The blood orc hugged the doll in his arms tightly, shaking his head, a drop of water fell on the corner of the doll's eyes, like tears.

"Congratulations, you graduated successfully."

Jumping off the ledge, Lance looked sincerely happy.

The whistling sound of piercing the air came, he turned his head, his cheeks were tingling, and Lance reached out to wipe it, and the palm of his hand was full of blood.

Glancing at the wood chips deeply embedded in the back wall, Lance shrugged helplessly: "What kind of expression do you have, do you hate me? You have to figure it out, I am a kind and helpful person, and I always like to satisfy everyone's wishes. For example, to help you become stronger so that you can take revenge, for example, to help her fulfill her death wish."

There was disbelief in the blood orc's eyes, and the obvious surprise made Lance very interesting.

"Don't believe me? Well, let me show you this."

With a wave of his hand, the side walls rippled like water, and an image gradually changed from blurred to clear. It was a gloomy room full of weird and weird appliances, and the steaming heat came from several burning Emerging from the stove, faintly, there is something hanging on the wall in front of it.

The image suddenly got a little closer, and the hanging figure became clear. It was the young elf who had died before!

The blood orc rushed forward excitedly and slammed into the wall heavily.

Lance laughed: "That's just the image coming back through the eyes of the bat in the corner of the room, don't do such a stupid thing that laughs your teeth out."

The blood orc stared at Lance tightly, both nervous and urgent.

"Unfortunately, the one in that room is the elf's real body, and that body has lost its soul and has become a corpse."

The last ray of light in the blood orc's eyes suddenly shattered.

Lance spoke softly, with an ethereal voice like the morning mist: "The race of elves has some strange regulations. For example, abortion and suicide will be regarded as a betrayal of faith. After death, the soul will never return to the Mother Tree of Life. For elves, this punishment is more terrible than death."

The blood orc looked numb and remained motionless.

"When I found this elf, she was hung on the wall like this. A pastor of the Illuminati Church photographed her from the underground store and locked her in this room. Do you know what he is going to do?"

Lance glanced at the blood orc, and continued on his own: "This priest is mainly responsible for healing in the church, and elves, especially wind attribute elves like this little guy, can be used as all kinds of light-type elves. The raw material for the potion, the priest cut off her tongue, pulled out her nails, and drew her blood every day. If she didn't die, she might have her eyes gouged out and her ears cut off. Of course, she won't die , the priest needs her blood."

The blood orc's body began to tremble, and he raised his hand, trying to cover his ears several times, but finally put it down.

"I heard her call. She told me with her soul that she longed for death, but the belief of the elves prevented her from committing suicide. Do you know what kind of pain it is? I can't feel it, but you know, I am a Nice guy."

Lance smiled like an angel in a mural: "So I decided to help her. The elves are a beautiful race, and they always know how to repay their kindness. She wants to repay me before she dies. Of course I can't live up to that kindness. It just so happens that you You need to be taken care of in the process of becoming stronger, you see, this is really a way to get the best of both worlds, isn't it?"

The blood orc looked at Lance with deep confusion and confusion in his eyes.

"Her soul was temporarily attached to this puppet. You liberated her soul from the body/body and fulfilled her long-cherished wish. How wonderful."

There was sadness and anger in the eyes of the orc, which made Lance show a smirk: "Although the wish of the elf can be fulfilled, but if you think about it carefully, no creature would eagerly look forward to death. Who exactly caused this result? , whose fault is all this?"

Lance stretched out his hand and covered the blood orc's clenched fist.

"Go, it's time to fulfill your wish."

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Jonathan is a mid-level healing priest of the Illuminati Church. He has had a rough time in the past six months. First, the production of healing potions failed one after another, and then the new medicine he developed was not effective. A few months ago, he discovered that as a medicine The young elf who supplied the source died inexplicably.

That was something he bought for five amethyst coins!

Disposing of the elf's corpse angrily, Jonathan quickly made a decision. He went to the underground store to buy another elf, preferably a male, so that the new potion he developed might work better.

Although the price of elves is high, if they can develop new medicines and be successfully promoted to senior healing priests, they don't need to care about amethyst coins at all.

There are many underground stores in the capital, but few can get high elves. In the past, that family only caught one baby elf over the years. Therefore, this time, Jonathan plans to change his luck to try his luck. The Rose underground store became more and more famous, and he had long wanted to take a look, but he couldn't get his wish because he couldn't get the letter of introduction from the members.

Coincidentally, during a mission sent by the church, his team was protected by a small team led by the deputy head of the Paladins, Claude. During the chat with Claude, he inadvertently learned that the deputy head had The membership card of the White Rose underground store, and after Claude learned that he wanted to take a look, he enthusiastically expressed that he would write him a letter of introduction, so he got a ticket to the store that fell from the sky. qualifications.

At the end of the month, he arrived at the store on time in a carriage and took a picture of a male elf that satisfied him. Unexpectedly, there were a lot of people who came to participate in the auction, but at least half of the auction process was completed. The man was not involved, and when he asked the attendant, he got an unexpected answer.

"They are all the guests who came to see the 'last show'. You know, the blood orc brought by the boss has become an undefeated myth in the show. The theme of today's wrestling is-the fall of the hero. The guests are all waiting Watching that blood orc fight against the mercenaries and magicians in the entire White Rose store, this will definitely be a fierce and wonderful fight."

Since the blood orc bought by the mysterious owner of the store joined the "last show" a few months ago, it has never failed. No matter what kind of opponent it is, it will be seriously injured and defeated by the blood orc. It is becoming more and more popular with customers, and today, the White Rose store is arranging mercenaries and magicians from the entire store to fight against the blood orcs. The fall of a hero is always exciting. After slipping, he chose to torture and kill the blood orcs without hesitation, using such a bloody and intense way to arouse the excitement and enthusiasm of the guests.

The publicity of the event was very successful. Although they were all wearing masks, Jonathan still recognized several senior pastors and a deputy bishop of the Illuminati Church among the guests from their familiar figures.

The opening of the gladiatorial fight was exciting. Nearly a hundred members of the mercenary regiment rushed onto the arena. The moment the blood orcs were released, the magical attacks of different colors were like exploding fireworks, dazzling and beautiful.

The audience shouted and cheered, watching the blood splashed in the arena, their spiritual excitement reached its peak.

This gladiatorial fight lasted for a long time, and when densely packed mercenaries surrounded the blood orcs, making it impossible for the audience to see, a sudden change occurred.

The shock wave with a strong light spread out from the center of the blood orcs. The bodies of the mercenaries were torn apart like rags, and countless stumps flew all over the sky. They passed through the protective barrier above the arena without any hindrance, and after falling around the box, all of them changed their expressions.

The shock wave destroyed the barrier at some point and pushed towards the fragile wall of the box.

Amidst the screams, Jonathan stood up abruptly. He found that all the waiters had disappeared at some point. With a few loud bangs, Jonathan turned around and found that the blood orc had jumped onto the floor of the box. Instantly smashed the two boxes into powder with absolute force!

Looking at the robes exposed under the damaged box, Jonathan's eyes widened—it was the box where the archdeacon and several senior priests were!

A sense of fear ran up his spine, Jonathan suddenly heard screams all around him, he raised his head blankly, and met a pair of blood-colored eyes.

All sounds and pictures stopped abruptly in his world.

With a soft "poof", thousands of pieces of minced meat splashed on the wall and the floor.

The blood orc indifferently swept around the screaming and retreating humans, looked down at the hands covered in minced meat, and showed a gentle smile.

They are all dead.

I have avenged your revenge.

Elf, did you see it?