Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 2816 Nightingale Aria 29

"Well, it's Albert." The tiger man seems to have been fainting for a long time. At this time, he barely woke up and whispered. "Didala and Susanna are both ghosts killed by me."

"Yes. I know." Albert looked at Castro with a dignified look.

The left face of the Tiger Man and the left shoulder are mostly eroded by some kind of strong acid, which has become blurred. Some of the cheek bones and arm bones are exposed, and they are weakly smoked under the attack of strong acid. Castro’s right leg and lower abdomen have wounds pierced by sharp objects, and half of the body is soaked with strong acid. Most of the muscles on the shoulders of the arms have been acidified and carbonized and liquefied – this is already fatal. It is.

"You wait, I will be treated right away." Albert squatted beside Castro and began to squeeze a large amount of medical gel from the carrying knife that he carried, smeared in Castro's acid-etched arm. And on the cheeks. Medical gels do not have the ability to treat wounds, but they have strong antibacterial and bactericidal properties, and also have a certain cooling and analgesic ability, which can **** the infection and deterioration of the wound.

But Albert is so clear that Castro needs to be sent to hospital for treatment. If there is no proper first aid, even a person who is physically strong like Castro will be killed in such a short time.

The problem is that Lviv has no facilities to treat Castro. The only way to save Castro is to use a conveyor to send him to Cairo for treatment. However, the transmitter's power was also exhausted after the last transmission.

Mutter took Gusta back to Cairo, which saved Gusta, but it was equivalent to sentenced Castro to death.

"No need to cure, I know that I can't save it." The tiger man whispered: "But I solved two inner ghosts before I died, or the special g-level hunter who is the same as me, already earned"

"but"

"The little devil yelled at me and listened." Even in this dying state, Castro commanded Albert with a strong tone: "Didala's guy told me a word before he died." Very concerned."

"Yes?"

"He, [you, these orcs are not worth having happiness, you should struggle for the rest of your life until you die]." Castro repeated: "[When these orcs have happiness, it is when the world is destroyed]. I don't know." He wants to express something, but his tone is like that, he is not one of us at all -"

"So you broke their heads?" Albert looked at what he vaguely understood: "In order to see if there are artificial elements in their minds?"

"Ah" Castro carefully took out two small plastic components from his arms: "My guess is that the two guys who have been right are not the special g-level hunters we know. They were replaced by artificial people. No one told me that they would blew themselves after the head was blown, and they would rush out of the body. It was too bad."

"Still as careless as ever, the old guy" Elbert laughed and laughed.

"Don't interrupt, listen to me, cough, cough, cough and cough" Castro coughed a few times and spit out a series of blood: "I have a dream"

Realizing that Castro might have to make a long story, Albert tried to stop: "You still have a break."

"No, let me finish." The tiger man is arrogant, as if to explain the will.

Albert frowned, nothing.

"When I was young, my father joined the army. He never came back, mother, he died on the battlefield. Before I was sensible, it was brought up by my mother.

At that time, although the days were very hard, the village was still peaceful. The Warcraft in the dark area is only in the wild. The cruel World of Warcraft is also rarely close to inhabited villages. Even if there are occasional, it will be easily rushed by the guards in the village.

But I don't know when it started, Warcraft is getting more and more embarrassing. They began to invade the villages in the dark areas. The smaller the scale and the worse the garrison, the more serious the damage. That year, I saw my mother being shredded by Warcraft, but I was trembling in the closet and couldn’t do anything.

From that day on, I swear that I absolutely want to let World of Warcraft on this continent taste the despair of my mother when she died. I want the monsters to be in pain and to die in ruin. I don't know if I have done it, I just try to do it.

Then Warcraft Hunter was originally only in the deep forests of the old forest to kill the World of Warcraft for life, but also because of the rampant expansion of Warcraft, gradually becoming the current size. Especially since seven years ago. The entire dawn area has been plagued by the ruthless World of Warcraft. The residents are increasingly demanding to hunt Warcraft. Eventually, such a huge organization was born, and there is even a large-scale event that kills Warcraft every year. .

This is very distorted, but it is also a necessity.

In this twilight region, everyone is trying their best to live. We struggle, we fight, we fall, we bleed. We rise and we survive.

Nature has never been gentle to us. Weak meat and strong food, the survival of the fittest, this is the truth that has existed since ancient times. From a long time ago, I think so -

But if, all the unfairness we encountered, is not from the hands of nature, but artificially arranged?

If, in order to suppress us orcs, let us not live in peace, let us this race can never survive alone, and deliberately activate the Warcraft of the entire Twilight region to kill our people?

Whenever I think about this possibility, my heart is extremely angry. When I knew the existence of [source point] and knew that the birth of Warcraft was not a natural product, this anger increased with each passing day.

I know that I have no evidence to prove that this is artificially arranged. But I just know that this is not just a conspiracy theory.

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Those guys were indirectly killed by my mother's murderer, the murderer who killed tens of millions of orcs in the twilight region. They are responsible for these innocent victims.

Those guys must be stopped, continue to harm the twilight region, and continue to harm the world.

My apprentice, I know that I don't give you much, and there are not many who teach you. I know your talent, so I am sure that before you can be independent, you will kick you off and let you kill Warcraft alone. The more hunters who can kill Warcraft alone in the Twilight region, the better, so it is more efficient to clean up the Warcraft in the Twilight region. I think so.

I know that I have not given you too much, and I am not qualified to ask you anything. But if you still have my master in your eyes, please promise my last request. "

He gently put his right hand on Albert's shoulder, but it was so weak, exactly the opposite of the original rude big man.

"Please conclude the chaos in the Twilight area.

Destroy the [source points] in the Twilight region, and let those who deliberately create [source points] to bring difficulties and chaos to the Twilight region without killing the land.

Only by doing so will everyone be able to get real happiness.

Only by doing so can the residents of the Twilight region really live and work in peace.

Everything is entrusted to you. "

"I will do it." Albert whispered.

"Good." In the last sentence, Castro was cut off.

"Resident, Master." Albert subconsciously wiped the red eyes, and took out a clean handkerchief, covering the face of Castro that had been eroded by acid in half, hoping that the deceased could rest in peace. .

After cleaning up, Albert finally stood up again and turned to look at the power stove.

Unfortunately, the power room seems to have experienced a rather fierce battle, the power furnace was blasted and Castro's rude and exaggerated attacks destroyed most of the battle. Albert is neither a technician in this area nor a material to repair the power furnace. There is no way to repair it. From the current situation, this power furnace is absolutely not repaired. The central temple of Lviv has completely turned into a hot purgatory, but it is only a matter of time.

"Bad news," Albert told Nina: "The sneak attack by the ghost, the teacher Castro has already passed. The ghost is the master of blasting [Didala of the ash" and the master of the bow and arrow [Suzanne of the eye They are also dead."

"What?! How could it be!!" Nina’s reaction was fierce: "Suzanne was my teacher, she was a straight man, how could she be-"

"She is not her, she may have been killed by an organization and then replaced by an artificial person." Albert whispered: "If you want to investigate, I have artificial people on both hands." Components, I will slowly investigate you afterwards. But now we have a bigger problem to solve. The power stove of the Central Temple has been completely destroyed, and it seems impossible to fix it in a short period of time. Do you want to evacuate?"

"The big hunting festival tonight seems to be over, but "Nina is in a dilemma:" Grandpa still didn't wake up. We couldn't move him until he woke up. Now I rely on the artifact on my hand to reduce the surrounding temperature enough. Resist the scorching heat of the environment, but the magical stock on the artifact is limited, I don't know how long it will last."

"Understood." Elbert replied: "In general, deal with this heat first."

"Ha? What are you going to do?"

"To deal with this heat, it is natural to dispose of the source of heat," Elbert replied.

And his "source" is the remains of Laoshan.

The thing fell in the city of Lviv, but the body is still jeopardizing the entire city. The high-heated fluid like lava emerged from the body, and this **** fluid caused the entire central sanctuary to become a hot purgatory.

"Are you serious? How do you deal with a guy who is as big as a mountain?" Nina asked in surprise.

"I will think of a way." Albert walked out of the power room.

His feet were whispering, and the sizzling sound was like the raw meat on the grilled iron plate.

Very strangely, he felt neither pain nor anger. Even he himself did not know that [angry] this emotion had already been paid to the abyss as a price, so he would not be angry.

However, there is a very calm [angry] that burns quietly in the heart of Albert.

That is even the abyss can not interfere, the purest emotion in the heart of the human heart, an original impulse.

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