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Just moments ago I felt completely relaxed, but now I'm suddenly struck by another kind of awe.
"What are you saying, human?!" an orc shouted at Arya.
"He said, give your heads...?" Arya could hardly believe her ears.
"what?"
The orcs were also stunned.
Arya wasn't very talkative, so she could only reply, "Really?"
Although it was strange, she didn't know any other way to answer.
"Yes." The Death Warrior nodded firmly, then looked at the Undying Warrior, "Let's prepare to make our move."
Just treat me like a piece of pork; don't overthink it.
"Ah, okay, okay..." The Undying Hero scratched his head, walked to the Death Hero's side, and looked unwilling.
Next, the [Hero of Death] will become a corpse, and he will then cut off the opponent's head and throw it to the orcs.
The demonstration will only last for two minutes. After two minutes, the "Hero of Death" will revive on the spot. It's really nothing.
It wasn't even murder, just "desecrating the body".
When it comes to slaying demons, no hero feels the slightest bit guilty.
But taking action to "kill" is not something that heroes can easily do.
To be honest, even if the Undying Hero were to cut off the head of the Dead Hero's corpse, he would still find it hard to accept.
but……
He just boasted among the heroes that he would be the one to cut off the head of the Dead Hero!
Even if you don't want to do it, you can't just not do it!
At worst, I'll just end up with my head too!
"flutter."
The hero of death suddenly went limp and collapsed to the ground like a doll with its strings cut, motionless.
The Undying Warrior's heart pounded again. He stared at the Death Warrior, then looked up at the orc, and let out a long breath—
Then he pointed at the orcs and shouted:
"You all better watch out!! You forced us to do this! I'm doing this to save your families!"
Open your eyes wide and look carefully! The heads you wanted are here for you!! SOusUo:≌玖№●司〈≮婈≤×彡武∏四
Aaaaaahh ...
The black-haired boy suddenly knelt down, roaring as he pressed one hand against the back of the fallen hero, fingers pointing straight up. Then, with his eyes closed, he plunged four fingers into the hero's neck—
"puff!"
Blood splattered, landing on the face of the immortal warrior.
"what--!!"
Arya, who was watching from the sidelines, screamed in fright and fell to the ground, quickly covering her eyes.
The surrounding heroes frowned and closed their eyes, and Elsa also lowered her head, not daring to look.
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!!"
The Undying Hero repeatedly stabbed the Death Hero in the neck with his fingers, tears welling in his eyes.
"This—!! This is!! This is what you wanted—!!"
A chilling sound of bones breaking rang out as the Undying Warrior roared and ripped the head off the Death Warrior, then casually tossed it towards the orcs.
He was panting heavily, his vision blurring as he looked at his blood-stained hands and the headless corpse splattered with blood.
The immortal warrior shook his head, pointed at the orcs, and grinned, a truly ugly grin: "Take this! Go save your families!!"
Even without translation, the orcs understood what the Undying Warrior meant.
They were all stunned.
He stared blankly at the lifeless head on the ground in front of him.
That head, with its jagged, unraveling cut, was ripped off.
The beastmen stared wide-eyed, as if they had forgotten to breathe.
They actually... they actually gave them their comrade's head...
They gave it to them to save their families.
"thump!"
At this moment, one of the orcs suddenly collapsed to his knees, his hands reaching out toward the head of the fallen hero, his lips trembling uncontrollably.
He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.
In that brief moment of mental blankness, the Undying Warrior walked up to an orc.
The orcs were all very tall. The Undying Warrior wanted to reach out and grab their collar, but they didn't even touch their shirts.
"Come on! Kill me! Kill me to save your families! Isn't that what you want to do?!"
Before the orc could react, the Undying Warrior suddenly grabbed one of the orc's clawed fingers and plunged it into his own neck!
"Ah...ah...!!?!"
The orc suddenly felt a shiver run down his spine and yanked his finger out.
"What are you doing?! What are you doing?!" (Orcish language) The orc grabbed the Undying Warrior's shoulder and roared.
The immortal hero simply smiled at him, and blood gushed uncontrollably from his neck, quickly staining his already blood-stained hero's robes.
"Ha, take it...my head...!"
The emaciated boy went limp in the hands of the burly orc, and the life in his eyes gradually faded away.
He died before the orcs could smell him.
"Ah...ah...ahh ...
“No…no!! No…!! We don’t want this! We don’t want this!!” another orc pleaded and roared at Elsa.
Elsa didn't understand, nor did she look at the other person; she simply turned her gaze to the other side.
At that moment, following her gaze, a black-haired youth appeared in everyone's sight.
He walked quietly toward the beastmen.
Behind him, he carried a huge backpack dripping with blood.
"No, no, no! No!!" Some orcs realized what it was and shouted in trembling voices.
The black-haired youth walked silently to the group of orcs, opened his backpack, and slowly poured out its contents.
"BOOM—!!"
A thunderous roar resounded in the minds of all the orcs, and their faces instantly turned deathly pale.
Heads...all heads! Human heads everywhere!!
"Ah...ah—!!"
All the orcs screamed and knelt down, weeping bitterly as they looked at the pile of heads on the ground.
Chapter 26 I'm Not Dead! (4k)
The moment the pile of doll heads fell, they immediately understood that there were multiple different smells of blood in them.
"Why...why?!" (orc language)
“Ahhhhh——!!”
"Why did it have to go this far! Ahh ...
The orcs knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, the strong men roaring with tears streaming down their faces.
Why?! Why would humanity go to such lengths to help them?!
These are their own kind!
Would they kill their own kind to save their families?!
Meanwhile, Aria was also in shock and tears were streaming down her face. She hadn't participated in the heroes' discussion and couldn't understand much of what they were saying too quickly.
So she didn't know why things had turned out this way.
Before all the orcs, An Yi's white shirt was stained red with "blood" on the back.
He looked down at the orcs kneeling and weeping uncontrollably, and said in broken orc language, "Take this, use it to save your families."
“Ahhhhh——!!”
Suddenly, an orc stood up and punched the orc next to him in the face, sending him flying several meters away.
This punch directly ignited a riot among all the orcs. They stood up in grief, roaring and indiscriminately attacking the orcs closest to them.
"Aaaaaahh ...
"It's all your fault! No! It's all my fault!!"
"Come on! Give me a punch! Kill me!! Aaaaaaahh ...
Everyone present, including An Yi, was stunned for a moment.
Why are these orcs starting to fight each other?
Although neither of them went all out, neither used their claws nor their teeth, their brutal, hand-to-hand combat left each other bruised and battered.
Arya rushed forward crying and shouting something, but no one paid any attention to her; the orcs were engulfed in a frenzied brawl.
Annie walked up to Aria: "Could you tell them that these heads are fake...?"
never mind."
Come to think of it, it seems that Arya never learned what "real" or "fake" meant, since she didn't use it very often in normal life.
However, the orcs didn't notice that as they fought, the head of the fallen hero on the ground suddenly turned to ash and disappeared.