Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard Chapter 100: Vengeance curse

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Thor Castle at the northern end of the South Talun Prairie.

Since owning the land here three years ago, the three tribes of Orcs, Black Hawk, Mad Leopard, and Serpent have jointly demolished Thor Fortress and rebuilt a brand new city not far away with the materials they obtained. Thor's fortress is so deep in the memory of the orcs that this new city is still called Thor's Castle.

For three full years, the strength of the three clans of Black Hawk, Mad Leopard, and Giant Snake has soared. They occupied the north-south traffic arteries, monopolized the 6th road, and expanded in all directions with Thor’s Castle as the center. From time to time, people are organized to go south to plunder human population and materials. Therefore, the current Thor Castle has gradually replaced the Bear Clan’s Beamon Castle as the new center of the orcs.

In the past 3 years, the orcs and the humans in the imperial capital have each recuperated for 3 years. Being able to recuperate does not mean stopping fighting. In fact, thousands of people fight from time to time. Every few months, the orcs The formed wolf cavalry will quickly go south to plunder humans, and then the knights of the imperial capital will rush north. After a few battles between the two sides, the orcs will slowly return to the tribal habitat with their spoils, while the knights of the imperial capital have to return to the imperial capital. They didn't even get any rest, so they had to go to the south to fight against the rebellion of lords such as Senat.

Because the entire north of the imperial capital is an endless plain, humans have no danger to defend, and can only spend huge manpower and material resources to build a strong manor. When the orcs come to plunder, they will hide in the manor fortress and stand by for help. As a result, the orc’s repeated southward gains have been greatly reduced. In order to make up for the loss of their anticipated interests, the powerful orc tribes put their ideas on those weak orc tribes.

Unconsciously, more than a dozen orc tribes, which were not counted as many, disappeared in the depths of the prairie for no apparent reason. After a few months, those with a heart would appear among the slaves who repaired Thor’s Castle. There are many more familiar faces, and these orcs originally belonged to those tribes that have disappeared, but no one dared to tell the matter publicly, because those who dared to do so would disappear inexplicably.

"One, two, three!" Two human corpse throwers shouted, and forcefully threw an orc corpse into the dark corpse throwing hole. Behind the two corpse throwers was a cart full of corpses. The car was filled with dozens of corpses, old and young, humans and orcs.

"I said, these guys are getting poorer and poorer now." A human corpse thrower said to his companion: "I still remember 3 years ago, I could get a bunch of them from just one person. Silver coins, it’s not bad to have a few copper coins now, alas, even a piece of clothing on a dead person’s body is hard to find."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and throw these corpses out. Let's go and gamble with those **** overnight. I can't win them if I don't believe them." Another tall corpse thrower said, "You Look carefully, even a copper coin is better than nothing, anyway, they won’t use it."

"Huh?" The first short corpse thrower suddenly said, "Why are the clothes on this corpse so hard?" After saying this, the short corpse thrower took a hand out from his body. Dagger, cut open the corpse's clothes, and found a tightly wrapped linen bag from the clothes.

"Ah, is it a good thing he hid? Hurry up and let me see." The tall corpse thrower left what was at hand, came to his companion in a few steps and said, "Maybe we need money. I guess it’s a gem."

The short corpse thrower opened the linen cloth with trembling hands, and a thumb-sized gem appeared in front of them. The two men drooled looking at the gem, not knowing what to say for a while. That’s good. After a while, the tall corpse thrower reacted. He stretched out his hand to grab the gem in his hand. Unexpectedly, the short corpse thrower did not move slowly, and his hand retracted forcefully. I want to hide the gems in my body.

The two people scrambled. The tall corpse thrower had more power. He grabbed the piece of linen and grabbed the gem from the shorter companion, and the short corpse thrower Naturally, he was unwilling to let his companion take things away for nothing. He slammed his tall companion, but the gem came out from his hand, and under the gaze of the two men, he drew an arc and fell into the corpse-throwing hole.

The dark corpse-throwing hole suddenly lit up, and the short corpse thrower held the torch and moved slowly toward the front step by step. Behind him, the tall corpse-throwing person grasped the hemp rope with both hands. , Slowly fell to the ground.

"You idiot, if it wasn't for you to grab it, we would have drunk the ale now." The short man smelled the rotten smell in the cave.

The tall man was still crawling down slowly, his body hanging in the air, and he sneered at each other: "Obviously you pushed me."

The short man scolded a few more words and had no time to speak, because under his feet were all corpses, some of these corpses had completely turned into bones, and those who were thrown in not long ago were still slow Slowly decayed, and the whole cave was filled with the rancid smell of corpses. Fortunately, the two corpse throwers dealt with the corpses all day, and they were barely able to adapt.

The short man was holding a torch in one hand, and holding a wooden stick in the other hand, slowly pushing away the bones on the ground, trying to find the whereabouts of the gem, while the tall man followed the short man after he landed safely He kept praying to the God of Light on his lips to give himself courage.

"Ah, I saw it." The short corpse-throwing man's eyes lit up, and he realized that the gem he had lost was held in the palm of his hand by a skeleton arm. He didn't think much about it, and just dropped his hand. His wooden stick walked over to the gem, and just as he stretched out his arm to grab the gem, a human male's blunt voice sounded in the cave: "This is yours?"

"Of course!" The short man who threw the corpse replied without thinking, "Of course it's me..." When he said this, it suddenly became clear that the man's voice did not belong to anyone he knew. Alone, and at the same time, the skeleton's arm with the gem in front of the short man moved.

"Uh!" Although the tall corpse-throwing man was big, he was too courageous. With the help of the torch in the hand of his short companion, he saw a moving shadow not far from him. The shaking made him fainted on the spot, and the short man had a lot more courage. He just subconsciously let out a scream.

The short corpse-throwing man with his mouth widened, he looked at the black shadow in front of him with an incredible gaze. With the help of the light from the torch in his hand, he could barely see the other side's appearance: a creature about the same size as a human, but But one left hand was completely withered bones, besides that, the whole body of this guy was almost naked, except for a small group of rags around the crotch.

Soon, the short corpse-throwing man adapted to the light in front of him. He could clearly see that the guy’s body was covered with stitching marks, and many nearby skins were completely different in texture and skin tone. It is easy to think of a finely crafted fur coat. Skilled craftsmen intercept the most essential parts of the poor little animals and stitch them together to achieve the best wearing effect.

"Very well, give it back to you." The guy who didn't know if it was a human stretched out his skeleton arm again, and handed the gem to the short man who threw the corpse, but where is the short man now There is also a heart of greed, he casually said a few words, turned around and ran desperately along the road when he came.

"Bang!" The short man only ran 2 steps at most before hitting something heavily. He dared to swear to the heavens that when he first came, he never saw this horrifying thing in front of him. A zombie that has decayed, but can still walk on its own.

"How long is it?" The guy with the skeleton arm asked, "What year is it now?"

The short man threw himself on his knees and knelt on the ground. He wailed loudly and said: "I still have a mother who is dozens of years old, a dozen children who can't walk, and..."

"Oh. Have humans reoccupied Thor's fortress? Otherwise, how could those rude guys raise so many idlers?" said the guy with the skeleton arm, and his questioning kept the short one constantly. He kowtowed and said: "Please don't kill me, you see that I don't even have meat in my whole body. If you want to eat it, eat that guy. He has a lot of meat and is very chewy..."

"Really?" The guy with the skeleton arm listened to the short man's words and uttered a series of spells. He pointed his skeleton arm at the tall man who had fainted on the ground. A cloud of evil black mist came from The gray-white skull knuckles sprayed out, and the black mist flew very fast, and it could be said that it covered the tall man's whole body in just two seconds.

"Ah!" Although the tall man was still in a coma, the severe pain from his body made him scream. He rolled desperately on the ground, trying to break free from the shackles of the black mist, but no matter what he No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do this. The black mist followed him like the clothes he was wearing.

After ten seconds, the black mist dissipated, and a pair of tall dead bones appeared in front of the short corpse thrower. Most of the meat on the dead bones had rotted, but there was still a lot of them left, especially Withered head, half of the original face can be clearly seen, it is the tall man throwing the corpse.

The short man who looked terrifying in front of him vomited out on the spot. He knelt on the ground honestly, never daring to say anything. The guy with the skeleton arm began to patiently question the captive in front of him. Under the threat of death, the short corpse thrower certainly did not dare to conceal, and he obediently said everything he knew.

The guy with the skeleton arm repeatedly questioned it several times. Seeing that he could never get any useful information, he touched the short man’s head with the palm of his skeleton. The short man only felt a powerful evil force like The flood generally rushed into his brain, sorrow, sorrow, fear, sorrow, helplessness, pain... Soon his mind couldn't accommodate these many emotions, and it completely exploded with a "bang".

Bloodstain splashed all over, soaking the guy with the skeleton arm, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he roared the most fiercely at his enemies in distant places from the bottom of his heart: "I'm not dead yet, I will be back, waiting for my revenge curse to come!"