On the glorious continent, even the most ignorant travelers will know clearly that when a red-eyed orc roars at you this phrase "death for victory" means one thing: either the orc will die, or all the orcs around the orc will die.

As a war slogan that represents the bloody nature of all orc tribes, the heaviness brought to the human world by this sentence is far beyond words: during that period of racial war, countless orc warriors from tribes shouted this war cry, opening up a life of mad blood that may only be once, rushing into the battlefield filled with blood and smoke without fear, and then tearing down all enemies in front of you like a meat grinder - perhaps, it is no longer a simple slogan, but a nightmare that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, bringing endless fear to humans or elves and passing on from generation to generation.

Therefore, after the roar from the slave trading market sounded, the bustling underground streets suddenly silenced for a moment, and then a great panic erupted.

"Orcs, they are orcs!"

"The orc slave is going to rebel! Run!"

In just a moment, the people on the street turned into chaotic and scattered sand. Even if there was no half of the violent orcs appearing in their sight, most of them rushed away with fear. The crowd pushed, squeezed, and trampled, and the air was filled with unprecedented depression and anxiety. Su Wen raised his head and stared at the gate of the slave trading market. He saw countless brightly dressed men or women rolling and crawling towards the street. Even if he could not see what was happening behind them, he could easily guess the tragic situation inside through the increasingly larger and larger slashing and roaring sounds.

"Gentlemen, kill your orc slaves with the magic contract, they will rebel!"

At this moment, a guard man with blood on his face squeezed away the rushing crowd, stood on the street and shouted loudly, holding a long sword stained with blood in his hand.

Then, Su Wen saw many people who woke up from their dreams and began to recite silently. After only a few seconds, several orc slaves standing blankly on the street suddenly gushed out of their mouths and noses, and then fell to the ground weakly - they were all unarmed and wore ragged linen shirts, but they were simply ended their lives, just because of the swordsman's reminder.

Su Wen opened his eyes wide.

Everything is too unreal, too sudden!

‘Do you want to escape?’

Although the robe of the disguiser was exposed with a powerful aura, Su Wen was not much stronger than ordinary humans in essence. In addition, Su Wen did not have the awareness to stand up for humans, so it took him only half a second to get the answer to this question.

Of course you have to escape, and the faster you run, the better!

However……

"Why are we afraid? There are great magicians here!"

Just as Su Wen was about to sneak away from the scene and quickly left this place of trouble, some pedestrian shouted loudly behind him. The next moment, all the eyes on the street were gathered on Su Wen - this mysterious man hidden in the gray robe was emitting powerful elemental pressure. If it were placed on it, it would only be awesome, but at this critical moment, it seemed to have an endless sense of security!

‘I*y uncle!’

Su Wen almost cursed.

He never thought that the robe of the disguiser who was usually protected by him would actually drag him back at this time!

Su Wen had to temporarily give up the idea of ​​sneaking away. He used the shortest time to evaluate the current situation and then came to a very bad conclusion. Judging from the increasingly fierce sound of chopping and slaughtering, the situation in the slave trading market is probably not optimistic and cannot be suppressed at all. What does this mean? This shows that there is no guard force in the trading market that can suppress the orcs!

Perhaps it won’t take long before those crazy orcs will rush out of the steel gate in front of you!

Su Wen didn't think that those orcs would simply leave after rushing out of the door - they had no reason not to feel the elemental pressure on themselves, and then eliminate their biggest threat.

And what's so bad is that when they discovered that there was a "big magician" standing by the gate of the slave trading market like a coincidence, almost all the people who were still on the street calmed down as if they had taken a pill. Many people had even given up their original plan to escape and stayed to watch the show... Even the swordsman with blood on his face ran towards him with joy.

"Tasuri, it's such a coincidence that you came!"

From afar, the swordsman shouted, and most of the tension and fear that had just spread on his face disappeared, and more of it was the joy of being saved. Moreover, judging from the content of his shouting, it was obvious that he was not unfamiliar with this great magician who appeared in the underground world every month.

"The orcs suddenly went crazy and chopped them as soon as they saw people. It just so happened that the senior executives of the exchange were all out today, and no one could stop them here! If you hadn't happened to pass by here, I wonder how many more people would have died today!"

Looking at the swordsman full of enthusiasm and excitement, Su Wen really wanted to find a wall to kill him. Faced with this situation, escaping with the nerve to escape was simply against all humans. And although he looked extremely powerful on the surface, if someone really had the courage to stop him, it would be over. Not to mention others, even the guard in front of him who could tell at a glance that he was an intermediate knight could easily leave him.

‘Why are you so unlucky? It must be the system that is doing it again!’

Su Wen cursed secretly.

Just as he was hesitating whether to force himself to run away, the slashing and roar finally calmed down, and the slave trading market seemed to have calmed down again. But Su Wen knew very well that this was probably not because the orcs had ended their madness, but... the living beings found in the entire slave market might have been killed.

The people at the entrance of the slave market had already run away, and the wide and thick steel gate was filled with strange silence. However, Su Wen was not alone: ​​a large crowd was filled with worry and panic, while surrounding the streets at both ends, waiting for the "Tasuri Great Magician" near the door to deal with the next situation. In their opinion, the guards of Trides City would arrive in a few minutes, and there were powerful advanced magicians in front of him. No matter how terrible the orcs were, they could not even be able to hold on for a few minutes.

They were relieved, but Su Wen wanted to vomit blood in her heart...

Finally, in the solemn silence, Su Wen smelled the clearer and clearer smell of blood. At the same time, he vaguely saw a figure more than two meters away appearing on the stone road behind the gate, slowly walking towards the gate - and behind it, there were dozens of huge and sturdy figures, and Su Wen did not think they would be humans at all.

Seeing that the orc was about to rush to the gate of the slave market, the great magician who was regarded as a savior in front of him remained silent from beginning to end, and he had not even moved his body. The joy on the swordsman's face finally turned into a faint anxiety. He suddenly knelt on the ground, gave Su Wen a standard knight's greeting on the glorious continent, and then raised his head and shouted vigorously.

"Master Tasuri, those orcs are about to come out. Please stop them quickly, otherwise they will definitely kill more people!"

At this time, no one needed to remind him. Su Wen also understood that he had no way out.

What's more, I may not really have the ability to stop the orcs in front of me.

"I hope you will not give me a fake product, otherwise I won't play with it!"

Su Wen cursed silently in his heart, then put his hand into his arms, and silently took out the strange metal box he won in the sewer.

"Tianhaiyue M-01 first generation kinetic pistol."

Just seeing the appearance of this strange box, Su Wen can instantly call out its name. The reason why he has never paid attention to it after getting it is because of this inexplicable sense of familiarity. Su Wen knew that this must be closely related to himself before traveling through time, but he did not expect the cheating system to kindly tell him the answer, so he could only temporarily endure the curiosity about the memory that was almost completely forgotten by him...

Until now.

Su Wen vaguely felt that he might not have forgotten it, and that memory might have been hidden by some kind of force, because when he saw this extremely familiar weapon, he instantly remembered everything about it.

'As the first generation kinetic pistol of Tianhaiyue Company, this melee individual weapon with the most technological content in the same type of gun family is the most powerful. Because it uses a 12.7mm standard mechanical rifle bullet, the change is only to remove the gunpowder from the bullet and add a kinetic energy excitation module. However, since this change does not conform to the concept of fast and accurate kinetic energy firearms, all kinetic pistols after it have been turned into special kinetic energy miniature bullets...'

Well, Su Wen himself felt that this memory was inconsistent in a place full of magic and fighting spirit like the Brilliant Continent, but he actually just wanted to explain that although the pistol in his hand was very small, its power was amazing. This can be seen from the instant defensive barrier set by the Death Mage. Moreover, not only that, when the magic barrier was broken, the kinetic energy of the bullet continued to fly also shattered half of his body, and knocked him out from afar, and finally hit the railing of the sewer, which also showed its terrible power.

Holding the kinetic pistol nicknamed "Cannounced Fodder Special Type 1", Su Wen's nervousness gradually disappeared. He looked at his swordsman and nodded slightly, then faced the group of figures nearly a hundred meters away, slowly heading towards the gate of the slave trading market like the entrance to hell.

...

The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger.

Su Wen frowned. The strong smell of blood made him feel uncomfortable, but at the same time he unconsciously wanted to breathe heavily - this contradictory feeling made him feel uneasy.

The orcs in front of them could finally see clearly. Through the fresh blood stains on their bodies, Su Wen knew that it was the source of the bloody smell.

Fifty meters apart, the orc in the lead stopped and looked at Su Wen.

‘A madness is indeed madness!’

After seeing their eyes clearly, Su Wen immediately knew that the group of orcs were still in a state of madness, but the reason why they did not rush towards him like wild beasts was probably because the orc leader in the lead suppressed them.

Yes, only this orc leader, whose appearance and body shape were not outstanding, although his eyes were also filled with scarlet red like blood, his pupils were as clear as red crystals, and there was no sign of losing his mind. He stopped, and the confused and furious orc slaves behind him also stopped, as uniform as a disciplined army...

Therefore, Su Wen vaguely felt that things might not be that simple?

"Human, you are very powerful..."

The orc in charge finally spoke, using a somewhat crappy mainland common term.

"But you can't stop us from passing here because we have hostages on our hands."

It was not until this time that Su Wen finally discovered that in the middle of the orc crowd, a fat middle-aged man was trapped in the middle by two orc slaves. The man's luxurious clothes had already been torn apart, stained with a lot of blood. His eyes were tightly closed and his whole body was trembling violently. At this time, it seemed that he had heard the word "hostage" in the mouth of the orc leader. The man suddenly opened his eyes full of fear, and then looked at the man in gray robe standing far away with his eyes full of expectation.

"Save...Save me...don't you!"

The fat man just spoke hoarsely, and his fat belly was punched twice by the orc slave beside him. He screamed and spitted out two mouthfuls of sour water, his face full of pain.

"hostage?"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Su Wen suddenly laughed.

"It's my egg business."

The latter was stunned for a moment, as if trying to understand the meaning of Su Wen's words, and then finally realized that the man in the gray robe in front of him was not joking - Henry Bacon, the largest shareholder of the Underground Chamber of Commerce, was not an exaggeration to say that he was one of the most powerful people in Trides City, but now it seems that the other party doesn't care about his life or death at all!

After realizing this, it suddenly roared!

That is the battle cry before launching a charge, the roar that all orc warriors will make when facing death and desperate situations-

“loktarog…”

At this moment, it seemed as if he had suddenly entered a wonderful state. Su Wen skillfully lifted the pistol, loaded it, and then pulled the trigger to the orc leader's head. With the dull and huge gunshots, the angry battle cry was only half shouted and it stopped abruptly. Half of the orc leader's skull was lifted effortlessly, and the charge posture also turned into a flying backwards...
Chapter completed!