Zulu Gritots, who appeared on the top of Tallon Fortress, was wearing a set of animal skin armor dyed black, with a simple double-edged giant ax hanging from his waist, and a thick winter wolf skin cloak. Hanging low behind him, the inside of the cloak was woven with fine and dense gold threads, and the surface was covered with human bone carvings. Even the strong wind at the head of the city could not move it at all. Although his figure - by the standards of barbarian orcs - is not very majestic, he does contain a power that cannot be ignored. Surrounded by forty of the most elite White Guard warriors, he looks even more powerful. Extraordinarily majestic. "We meet again, golden-eyed human boy." Zulu Gritots raised his slender eyes, and there seemed to be two flames burning in his eyes. "Yes, we meet again." Tomad gently patted Silva on the shoulder who wanted to dissuade him, then walked out of the team and faced the King of Barbarian Orcs from a distance of dozens of meters. . "Welcome to Tallon Fortress as a guest, but unfortunately we don't have drinks to entertain you." "Do you still remember what I said when we last met?" The King of Barbarian Orcs showed a threatening smile, "The last one City wall, the God of Death is waiting behind you." He drew his fingers horizontally in front of his throat with a stern movement, "You are finished, there is no hope." "Are you sure this is the case? He raised an eyebrow and retorted tit for tat, "Then why did you go to the top of the city in person? Just to say this to me in person?" A burst of rude curses came from the barbarian orc team, but Zulu Gritouz made a gesture and immediately shut up these unruly warriors, "No, I just want to change my destiny. What's yours is also mine." The face of the King of Barbarian Orcs showed With a tired smile, he pressed his forehead with his fingers. "Someone told me a prophecy. It was only part of it, but it predicted that I would be able to conquer the entire continent. But the prophecy did not clearly say whether I would suffer setbacks. Tomad, you are very capable. Without your appearance, Marquis of Steel Fist Dragonson can't hold on for so long. What I want to say is, why can't you do it with me? I will leave you the most distinguished position next to the throne. " "I'm sorry, I don't plan to. Sit next to you," Tomad replied without thinking. "Do you think you still have a chance to win now?" Zulu Gritoutz smiled viciously, then raised his right hand, and hundreds of barbarian orc warriors roared at the same time, with an earth-shattering momentum. "Did you see that with just one gesture from me, everyone here will die? Do you think I can't do it?" Although many soldiers of the fortress guarding army had the consciousness of dying in battle, they were still so frightened that their faces turned pale. Tomad was unperturbed. "Why not?" He asked pointedly, "In such a short period of time, you have looked at the sun three times. Is there something that we don't know about yet? For example one happened behind the scenes. "Rebellion?" Zulu Gritouzi couldn't hide his horrified expression, "You have closed your own way of survival, stupid boy!" He shouted, "Xiu Qi Shaman, White Guards" , kill him!" The old shaman standing behind Zulu Gritouzi raised his bony arms and let out a piercing roar. Tomad's heart trembled. The well-informed Aogasi Shaman once told him some shaman secrets that must be paid attention to, including this, which can greatly stimulate the bloodthirsty rage of the barbarian orcs. As the piercing screams got louder and louder, the barbarian warriors around Zulu Gritouzi gradually showed anxious and twisted expressions, and their eyes gradually filled with bloodthirsty red. This secret technique is not particularly practical. It takes a long time to perform, but it only takes a few minutes to activate the potential. After that, all the orcs will fall into a state of exhaustion and require several hours of rest to relieve it. But now it has become an extremely difficult problem. There are less than 300 defenders at the top of the city, and all of them are injured. It is difficult for them to withstand the fierce impact of the berserk orc troops. Tomad gritted his teeth and planned to rush over to disrupt the enemy first. However, before he could move his steps, an unusually majestic and loud voice sounded from above his head. "I'm back, father." The screams stopped, and Xiuqi Shaman's wrinkled face became distorted. The expression of fear and disbelief made him involuntarily open his mouth, looking very funny. Zulu Gritouzi opened his eyes angrily, "What are you doing? Xiuqi Shaman, what happened?" "Black Moonah, Black Moon" Xiuqi Shaman's lips Trembling, the finger pointed at Tomad shook like a dead branch in the cold wind, "I was wrong, we were all wrong, that prophecyah!" Zulu Gritouzi kicked He turned over the headless body in front of him and stared at the giant axe.The head that came down said, "I didn't see anything, you old fool, I only saw victory!" He threw Xiuqi Shaman's head aside and pointed forward with the bloody giant axe. "Kill them, victory is in sight." A small setback will not stop the loyal and courageous White Guards from patrolling. They let out a loud war cry and took the lead in charging towards the human defense line. Marquis Dragonson pulled out the Ripper and strode forward with an angry roar. However, his speed was far inferior to that of Silva. The young female chief rushed to the front like a silver-white whirlwind, preparing to fight side by side with Tomad to win or die. However, there was no confrontation. An invisible great force descended from the sky. Only those with strong enough mental power could see it. The Black Moon Monster bent down and swept across the city with its seven ethereal arms. The barbarian orcs touched by his fingers They immediately went crazy, some rolled to the ground and let out ear-piercing screams; some with red eyes roared and waved weapons at their comrades around them. After just one heartbeat, the battle situation on top of the city changed drastically. Hundreds of barbarian orcs rushed up and got into a ball, killing each other and roaring like thunder. Only Zulu Gritotz under the Barbarian Beast King's banner was not involved, but his right eye had clearly seen the abyss of despair. "Lord of the Black Moon!" Zulu Gritoutz's right eye flashed with a strange light. This was the top-secret ability he had always hidden. In the field of vision of his right eye, the originally messy thread of fate had Huge changes had taken place, and the threads that held him together were broken one by one, and Tomad was surrounded by countless threads of light, so bright that it was hard to look at him. "No, is this the truth of fate? Lord of the Black Moon, why did you choose him? Me! I am the real king of the beastmen, and I deserve your favor!" The Black Moon Monster blinked in confusion. Seven blood-red eyes, "You want to hurt my father." The voice with an indescribable sense of majesty sounded again, "Why do you still think you can be favored by me?" A black sharp claw pointed at Zulu? Gritotz swung away, and the King of Barbarian Orcs roared and swung his giant ax, slashing towards the sharp claws. After an earth-shattering loud noise, a large piece of the wall of Tallon Fortress was missing, as if it had been bitten by something. Zulu Gritots and the Barbarian King's Banner all disappeared. The Black Moon Giant Demon let out a short groan, quickly retracted its claws, and looked at the small wounds on its fingertips with melancholy. "I'm injured, father." He huddled his forty-meter-high body into a ball as much as possible, and put his fingers thicker than an adult man's waist in front of Tomad, "It hurts so much, I want treatment." Tomad felt dizzy and unreal, staring blankly at the place where the King of Barbarian Beastmen disappeared, but at the same time, he subconsciously cast a healing spell. Gentle white light penetrated the Black Moon Giant Demon's fingers, causing the latter to let out a grunt of satisfaction. "HeZulu Gritoutz died like this?" Marquis Dragunson walked over with the Ripper on his back and glanced at the Black Moon Giant Demon in awe. As a sword-bearing nobleman¡ªa rare and powerful knight in the Griffin Empire, Marquis Dragonson could certainly see the existence of the Black Moon Monster, but in his eyes, it was a forty-meter-tall black shadow. , mighty as a god of war, with no sharp horns, fangs, flaming eyes and seven twisted black arms. Tomad threw this question to the Black Moon Giant Demon, and soon received the answer, "No, father." The Black Moon Giant Demon scratched his scalp in embarrassment, "My use of power is not mature yet, then There was something very special about the guy, which conflicted with my power and teleported the guy hundreds of kilometers away. But I guarantee that the guy was seriously injured. He didn't have more than a few months. I want to stand up on my own two feet." "It seems that we have finally won." Tomad relayed the Black Moon Giant Demon's words to the others, and then pointed towards the city where the sound of fierce fighting was still heard, "It's still happening now. There is a final battle to be fought, and our comrades are bleeding and dying. We must defeat the barbarian orcs and let them know that the war has a result! The Lord of Justice, Bablupa, bless all brave warriors. Brothers, follow me. Come!" With sonorous and powerful shouts, hundreds of soldiers rushed down the ramp and joined the melee in front of the city gate. Tomad asked several warriors who were proficient in the orc language to stay at the top of the city, and took turns shouting loudly to the city, claiming that the king of the orcs, Zulu Gritoutz, had been killed in battle. At the beginning, even Lord Thoth and others who were struggling to support the city did not believe it. However, as time passed, the barbarian army began to waver when they saw that the barbarian king's flag had indeed disappeared. At first, it was just a retreat of a few teams with heavy losses, but then it turned into a huge rout. Panic blew into the hearts of every warrior, and the barbarian orcs trampled on the bodies of their companions and fled backwards, completely ignoring the human warriors who were about to be destroyed.??. If the Tarlon defenders hadn't suffered heavy casualties and were unable to pursue them, the road back to the Desert of Abraham would have been filled with the flesh and blood of the barbarian orcs. Looking at the backs of the barbarian orc army retreating in embarrassment, Tomad breathed a sigh of relief. Fatigue spread over his body like a tide, making him feel that the Griffin Sword in his hand was so heavy that he could hardly lift it. The young pilgrim found a place that was not stained with blood and sat down against the rough city wall. The sky above has gradually turned dark blue, but it is clear and crystal clear. The twinkling stars are reminiscent of the souls of ancient heroes, who are overlooking everything happening in the mortal world from the highest sky. "We did a good job? Well, right?" Tomad smiled and said hello to the stars in the sky, and then felt the endless darkness pressing down on him.