Demacia's face turned green as he looked at the two-meter-tall Half-Orc in front of him.
One hit … Just one hit and he lost the ability to move.
Demacia glanced at the "Disabled" status on the game system bar. He felt that the opponent's strength was terrifying …
Other than Oulleur's avatar, he had never faced such a powerful attack.
But Oulleur's avatar was special …
Since the opponent was a God, the players felt that it was reasonable for them to feel that the avatar's strength was terrifying.
Not to mention, Oulleur was a storyline BOSS. In their opinion, the game officials had weakened him.
The avatar's condition was unstable. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been overwhelmed by their numbers …
But the ugly Half-Orc in front of him was different.
Unlike the incomplete Oulleur's avatar, he didn't have any weaknesses … One hit was enough to disable Demacia.
Moreover, the opponent looked like he could handle it with ease.
This kind of monster was truly terrifying!
Demacia didn't doubt that even if the players charged at such a powerful monster, they would still die …
It would be like a group of chicks charging at a hunting dog.
"F * ck, did I really hit the ceiling monster in the game?"
Demacia cursed in his mind.
It seemed like he was going to die this time.
But before that, Demacia still fulfilled his duty as the team leader.
He turned his head around and shouted behind him, "You're right.
"We hit a wild BOSS, run! I'll hold it off! "
His voice … was tragic!
But as soon as he finished speaking, he froze …
This was because there was no one behind him.
A gentle breeze blew past, and only a single leaf swayed as it fell to the ground.
Even further away, he could still see the backs of several tall and slender figures that were constantly scampering away …
Demacia was speechless …
Looking at the back of his teammate who was running away, he grumbled bitterly, "That's right.
"F * ck, aren't you guys too self-aware?"
He sighed and looked at the Half-Orc in front of him. He stretched his neck and said:
"Come on, let's be straightforward."
He waited for the other party to kill him, looking righteous and unafraid of death.
Looking at the Elf in front of him, Black Rock raised his brows.
This elf had some backbone.
From Chief Priest Ju Shan, Black Rock had also received information that these elves might have the ability of immortality.
However, at the same time, he firmly believed that the other party's immortality must have some limitations.
He had dealt with a necromancer in his early years and knew some secrets of death.
It was rumored that some followers of the Grim Reaper did have the ability to not die, but that was at the cost of having their souls weakened over and over again.
Every time his body died and his soul was extracted, he would suffer irreparable damage.
After repeating this a few times, the soul would collapse.
Therefore, in Blackstone's opinion, even if the other party had the ability to not die, he would not be willing to die again and again.
After all, there was no living being that could truly be immortal and indestructible! All they did was delay their deaths …
Furthermore, the collapse of one's soul was a death that was even more despairing than a normal death.
Thinking of this, he felt a trace of respect for this elf.
At this moment, a few more orcs came over, intending to chase after the other elves who had escaped.
However, they were quickly stopped by Black Rock.
"No need, this elf should be the leader. As long as we catch him, he should know the most."
Saying this, Black Rock waved his hand.
"You guys, tie him up."
A few ugly orcs came over and roughly took away the half of the curved sword in Demacia's hand and tied him up with a hemp rope.
Looking at the orcs' actions, Demacia was stunned.
Wait … Why is this BOSS not acting according to common sense?
In this situation, shouldn't the wild monsters directly trample the players to death?
Why did they tie him up?
Wait …
'Did I really trigger some hidden plot?!'
Suddenly, a light flashed through his mind. Demacia recalled some information about elves that Miss Saintess had mentioned …
Orc hunting team …
Hunting elves …
Human trafficking …
Wait …
Could it be that he had encountered an orc hunting team?
Demacia's eyes gradually lit up.
Orcs were the elves' greatest enemy!
Damn!
Hidden plot!
It was definitely a hidden plot!
In an instant, the sadness of wasting a perfect resurrection and the destruction of his equipment suddenly disappeared.
Seeing that the elf he caught was neither afraid nor angry, but instead excited, Black Rock frowned strangely.
This elf … Is there something wrong with his brain?
Shaking his head, he waved to his subordinates.
"Let's return to the stronghold first."
After catching an elf, he did not intend to stay here any longer.
He was afraid that he might attract a powerful Death God's Chosen!
Anyway, this elf's equipment was luxurious and he was obviously a leader. He must know a lot!
Hmm … Although his strength was a little weak.
Even though he was mentally prepared, even Black Rock did not expect the elves to be so weak!
Low-level Black Iron, hehe … Like a piece of paper!
He glanced at Demacia with disdain.
After Black Rock finished speaking, one of the Orcs lifted Demacia up with a backhand.
"Damn … Don't carry my chest, I'm injured, I'm going to suffocate!"
Demacia shouted.
The orc glanced at him, grabbed his leg, and hung him upside down on his shoulder.
Demacia was speechless.
His face turned green.
"Lunch … Lunch … Lunch is coming out … Ugh …"
But this time, no one cared about him.
Then, a group of Half-Orcs carried their "spoils of war" that were hung upside down and rushed back in a grandiose manner.
Demacia was tied up tightly, and the orcs' deep and shallow footsteps almost made his stomach jump out.
However, at this moment, he was not afraid, nor was he worried at all. Instead, his mind was full of excitement.
He could tell that this group of beastmen would definitely not kill him.
They … seemed to want to catch him and do something …
Do something …
Wait …
Cough, cough, these orcs should not have such a strong taste, right?
For a moment, Demacia shivered.
Especially when he looked at Blackstone's sturdy body and ferocious appearance ….
He was a little scared, and his face was faintly green.
No, no, no …
The orcs had to be sold for money, and the seller wouldn't want second-hand goods, right?
Demacia shook his head and comforted himself.
Forget it, I'll just find a way to commit suicide and return to the city!
I wonder if the elves will die from biting their tongues …
But then again, this kind of death that exists in Bluestar martial arts novels doesn't seem to be scientific …
Then … Maybe I can hit a wall? Or a tree?
Demacia began to let his imagination run wild …
But one thing was certain, and that was that he should be safe for the time being.
Thinking of this, Demacia simply gave up on thinking about it and became bolder.
He began to nag at the orcs, trying to get some information from them and see if he could stimulate the plot or something.
"Hey, hey, hey, big guys, are you orcs?"
"Your two big front teeth are so long! It's a little yellow … How long has it been since you brushed your teeth? "
"Your machetes look so sharp! That … What kind of level is this? Is it a golden legend? Can I touch it? "
"Iron fool! Iron fool! The iron fool in front! What level are you! "
"Are you the legendary elven hunting team? Are you capturing me to sell? "
"Where are you taking me? You … You shouldn't have any strange thoughts about male elves, right? "
"That … Although I'm handsome and suave … Cough cough, I think some things are better done with a little sister, don't you think … Right?"
"Cough cough, actually … I ate a lot of spicy food in the afternoon, and now my intestines are spicy … And I have hemorrhoids …"
"That … What is your plan? Tell me, since I've been captured by you … "
"Hey, hey, hey, can you talk to me, it's so boring to talk alone!"
"Hey, hey, hey!"
"…"
Demacia was like a machine gun that never stopped firing, blabbering and blabbering all the way …
Finally, Black Rock couldn't stand this guy anymore.
"Shut up!"
He yelled angrily and grabbed a goblin that was following by the side. With a ripping sound, he tore off its smelly and tattered pants and stuffed it into Demacia's mouth. He then used a cloth bag to cover Demacia's head.
The whole world was quiet.
Demacia was speechless …
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