Chapter 1163 Orcs Exterminate the Clan!

The barbarian stared at the holy land of half-orcs below, and murmured hoarsely: "The ancestors of all generations, our half-orcs have been brilliant and splendid for epochs, but now, I can no longer keep the glory of the half-orcs. I am a half-orc." The biggest sinner in the history of the orc clan, my clan is going to perish in my hands..."

His voice is desolate and sad, which makes people feel a sense of sympathy. ??

Some historians hastened to record his words as the last written material before the extinction of this race.

At this time, Huang Yi and Xiaolong looked at each other, opened their mouths tacitly at the same time, and sprayed two hot holy flames towards the barbarian below.

These two streams of holy flames poured down from the sky like a waterfall, and landed on the dying body of the barbarian saint. The golden holy magma splashed everywhere and converged into a river, completely submerging the barbarian saint.

This time, the holy flame continued to spray for a long time, and the whole world was waiting for the figure of the barbarian saint to come out again. But there was a dead silence in the holy flame, and there was no movement at all, as if it had been completely melted by the hot holy flame.

Time passed by second by second, and there was no movement among the holy flames, just like the race of half-orcs, no matter how hard they fought, they couldn't stir up waves.

After spraying for a full minute, Huang Yi and Xiaolong finally stopped.

After those golden holy flames lost their replenishment, they gradually dissipated into the air.

The savage who was submerged below finally reappeared bit by bit.

At this time, the barbarian sage was no longer in human form, only bones remained on the head, abdomen, arms, and legs, and all the organs were burned. The only part of his body that still has sexual tissue is his chest, where the heart of the race is buried, and it has not been burned by the holy flames.

The skin of that chest was still heaving, and the heart of the race inside was still beating. It seems that the beating sound of "dongdongdong" can still be heard in the dead air, exuding an invisible oppressive force.

Huang Yi and Xiaolong looked at each other, their bodies shrank rapidly, and landed beside Mansheng at the same time.

In front of Tianmei is the last orc leader!

That was the last hope of the entire orc race, but now it was lying there motionless, allowing them to slaughter it.

At this time, the little dragon tentatively stretched out a dragon claw, pressed it on Mansheng's chest, and swiped down with the golden dragon claw!

"Wow~" The skin of the chest was cut open, exposing the chest cavity inside, a golden heart was beating inside, exuding a strong breath, it was the heart of the half-orc race.

Huang Yi also stretched out his dragon claws, penetrated into the barbarian sage's chest, and lifted up the heart of the race.

"Pfft~" It was like the sound of the cork being opened on the champagne bottle, and the heart was picked out from the barbarian's chest and flew into the air.

The moment the barbarian's body lost the heart, all life breath stopped abruptly. His chest stopped beating, and became a pile of roasted rotten meat, piled up there motionless, like a stone, a pile of dirt.

At that moment, the eyes of people all over the world were locked on the golden heart flying in the air.

That golden heart drew a golden ray of light in the air, flying forward with the eyes of everyone in the world.

The purpose of this war is to get this heart!

Now that it flew out, it was in an unprotected state for the first time, and it was at your fingertips!

With a shake of Huang Yi's body, he immediately switched from the form of the golden holy dragon back to the original human form, stretched out his hand, and held the heart flying in the air in his hand.

The heart was beating powerfully in his palm, and every time it swelled, it would stretch his five fingers apart, and the vigorous and strong force spread out, as if it was still struggling.

But no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't escape Huang Yi's palm, and was firmly grasped by him.

At that moment, Huang Yi grasped not only the heart of the race, but also the eyes of the whole world.

When this battle began and was going on,

Even in the final decisive battle with the barbarian... There were countless times during the period, and countless people thought that Huang Yi would definitely lose. It was impossible for him to win, and it was impossible for him to win the race heart of the orcs.

But now, he got it!

In front of people all over the world, the heart of race was firmly held in his hands!

The next moment, a solemn and solemn announcement sounded from heaven and earth——

"[System Announcement]: [Killing God] led the army to destroy the Holy Land of the Orcs, killed the patriarch of the Orcs [Savage], and obtained the heart of the Orcs. So far, the Orcs have perished and become the second world History. All half-orcs will suffer genocide punishment, racial skills and racial talents -5o%. Half-orcs will be removed from the system's race settings, and new players will no longer be able to see half-orcs when choosing a race option."

This system announcement resounded throughout the Second World, every continent, every corner!

Countless players and countless races are horrified!

A famous race, a race with people all over the world, even a race with hundreds of millions of players, a race that has been brilliant for several epochs, was destroyed by just one player!

Those half-orc tribes all over the world, those half-orcs wandering in the wilderness, those half-orcs rushing past in the alleys of the city with their hoods bowed... No matter where they are, no matter what they are doing, at this moment With a tremor, he stopped everything and listened blankly to the announcement.

Many half-orcs were originally in their own tribes, praying for the unreachable holy land of the Central Continent. But now finally came the result, all hopes were dashed.

Tears flowed from their eyes, angry roars burst from their mouths, and mournful sobs sounded from their noses. But no matter how they vented, they could no longer change the fact that the half-orcs had exterminated their genocide.

An unprecedented sense of loss emerged from the hearts of every half-orc. They all felt that their hearts were isolated and a mysterious power was lost.

Before that, the hearts of each of them had a certain connection with the heart of the race in the half-orc holy land in the Central Continent, and they could vaguely feel a majestic force. But now, that power is gone, cut off from them forever. Their bloodlines suddenly became extremely fragile, and those racial skills and racial talents were permanently weakened.

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In the lonely and vast universe, the Heavenly Demon, the Blood Demon, and the Spiritual Demon are riding across the void on the wings of the magic dragon, galloping towards the first world.

The faces of the three were extremely gloomy, their palms were tightly clenched, and their faces were full of unwillingness. They were just a little bit late before they could break through the void battlefield and kill Huang Yi inside. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, the projection of the Dark Lord's body descended and sent them away.

Suddenly, the Gorefiend's body trembled, his face froze, and he couldn't help reaching out to cover his heart, and his body stopped suddenly.

Seeing this, the Heavenly Demon and Spirit Demon also stopped, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

The Gorefiend was shocked, with doubts and disappointment in his eyes: "I don't seem to be able to perceive the heart of the half-orc race, and my half-orc blood seems to be weakened all of a sudden. That feeling is like... just It seems that the orc clan no longer exists!"

"How is this possible?" Heavenly Demon frowned slightly, "What ability does the Killing God have to kill the Barbarian Saint? The barbarian patriarch's own strength can easily crush the Killing God. Heart, the strength can reach the level of a demigod, and a hundred killing gods are no match for him!"

"Did you make a mistake?" Soul also frowned, "After the barbarian sage merged with the heart of the race, it is not easy even for me to defeat him. How can Killing God kill him?"

"But I really can't perceive the half-orc's racial heart." The blood demon said accurately, "Don't forget, the opponent of the barbarian is the god of death. In front of the god of death, nothing is impossible."

Hearing the last sentence, both the Heavenly Demon and the Spiritual Demon fell silent.

No matter how conceited they are, no matter how powerful they are cultivated by the king of hell, no matter how much they looked down on the god of death and how rude they were in the second world... They all have to admit in their hearts that the name of the god of death is a A shadow that can never be erased. Killing God has reversed the mortal situation too many times before, and repeatedly turned the impossible into a possibility.

There are all possibilities in him, as long as he is not killed, they will not get real peace.

Even if he killed him, it still couldn't relieve the anxiety in his heart.

Back then, the god of death was killed by Miyamoto Musashi at the cost of destroying Beihai City, but after the reincarnation ended, the king returned and became even stronger.

Even the clone of the Queen of Pain killed the God of Pain more than 200 times a while ago, and reached level 1. As a result, the God of Death recovered his strength intact, and also killed the Queen of Pain together with Thor, Blade, Sword, and Dragon Thorn the doppelgänger of .

The name Killing God is a curse, there is nothing he cannot do.

"No matter what, let's go to the first world first, accept the task that the Lord of Darkness entrusted to us, and then go back to the second world to take a look after the matter is finished." Soul shook his head and said.

"That's right!" The demon turned his head and looked at the void of the universe around him, "Even if the Lord of Darkness cancels the mission, we will not be able to return to the second world. The dean of the Oskan Royal Academy may have recognized The fake spirit we made before should be returning to the second world now, and we will die when we go back."

Gorefiend pursed his lips, hesitated for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay! Then let's continue to the first world."

After finishing speaking, the three of them went back on the road, hid in the shadow of the dragon's wings, and hurriedly flew towards the first world, and disappeared into the depths of the universe in the blink of an eye. (To be continued.) 8