"Pa!" He suddenly raised his front hoof and kicked the old orc in black robes on the shoulder, knocking him to the ground and rolling. King Jiaxiu laughed and said: "Old man, how many times has this been beaten away? Why don't you give up? ? Then get up and continue."
"Damn it, damn it, damn it -" Staggeringly stood up, the old orc in black robe raised his head and howled, wailing at the top of his voice: "I don't accept it, I don't accept it!"
"Why, why would I lose at the hands of a guy like you? I clearly have a black flag of animal skins, and I clearly have a large number of black-skinned beasts' resentful souls to drive, so why can't I win? I'm not willing to give in!"
The old orc was a little unconscious and hysterical at the moment. This guy was leaning on the ground with the flagpole, and his body was trembling and shaking.
King Jiaxiu said coldly: "Because you are a useless old beast who doesn't want to die. In front of grandpa, you are worse than an ant. What's more, you have done all the bad things. Don't you deserve to die?"
"Oh, yes, there is the most important point." King Jiaxiu took a few steps forward and said with a joking and disdainful expression: "That is, you are too weak, a bad and weak scum. , It’s really useless even if you don’t die!”
"Uh-huh-" After being ridiculed and ridiculed by King Jiaxiu one after another, the black-robed old orc finally couldn't help but howl and scream: "You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense, I don't accept it!"
"I told you earlier, if you don't accept it, you will die!"
"Whoa!" In the flash of lightning, King Jiaxiu had moved to the left side of the old orc. The guy suddenly trembled and raised a black flag to resist.
But in the next moment, King Jiaxiu's hoof had already viciously kicked the old man's hand, "Crack! Puff!" The broken left palm and the black flag of animal skin that he was holding flew into the distance in the air immediately.
"Demon Mandrill, hurry up and continue!"
"Hahaha, don't worry!" After hearing this, the Ice Soul Demonic Mandrill suddenly swayed forward and ran more than ten feet away, then jumped up from the ground, gently and deftly caught the flagpole, and then crushed the severed palm into pieces. .
"No, my baby!" Seeing that the black flag of the animal skin was taken away, the old orc in black robe became furious and spat out a mouthful of blood. His knees became weak and he fell to the ground. At the same time, King Armor flew up again. feet, knocking him to the ground.
The demon mandrill walked over with a smile and held the black flag, stepped on the old orc's head, and asked: "How do you use this flag to collect and release the beast soul? Tell me!"
"No, I don't know. Don't even think of getting a word from me!" Knowing that he was certain to die, the old orc chose to bite the bullet and not say anything, because he was unwilling to let anyone else control his beast-skin black. flag.
"What a tough-talking old guy." Demon Mandrill smiled slightly, but a ferocious look appeared on his face: "You don't know what it means to confess, but I know what it means to torment someone, for example, tear off their ears!"
"Hiss!" "Pfft--" It was too late to say it, but soon, the magic mandrill grabbed the guy's left ear and pulled it off violently. The wound suddenly started bleeding profusely, and the pain made the old orc in black robe scream: "Uhhhhhhhh-it hurts me so much!"
"Hmph, it's too early to complain about pain." The mandrill threw away the guy's ear and continued to say coldly: "There are many things that can be torn off your body, such as ears, nose, hands and feet, or you can gouge your eyes or cut your tongue. ...Wait, they are all good choices.”
"Uh... uh... spare me, spare me, I said, I said..."
Fully understanding the ruthlessness of the demon mandrill and his temperament of keeping his word, the old orc in black robe had no choice but to confess: "Black Flag itself is related to the black-skinned beast resentful souls, and is regarded by them as a place to stay. Every time you command the resentful soul to emerge, you only need to input spiritual energy into the flag."
"Once the Black-skinned Beast Wraith completes its mission, it will automatically return to the Black Flag, and that's it."
"Hmph, that's really simple and convenient." After hearing what the old orc in black robe said, the demonic mandrill looked at the flag in his hand again, and then said to King Jiaxiu: "Let's try the effectiveness of the flag now."
"Okay." King Jiaxiu nodded, and suddenly withdrew the geomagnetic power that had been woven into a net to cover the resentful souls of many black-skinned beasts.
"Chichichi!" The next moment, those resentful souls flew back into the black flag of the animal skin with ease. Demon Mandrill and King Armor looked at each other and smiled: "Hehehe, it really works."
"Huh?!" But at the next moment, they both suddenly felt that something was wrong. The hand holding the flagpole suddenly trembled continuously. At the same time, countless repeated sounds appeared in the ears of it and King Jiaxiu: "Kill, kill, kill, you must kill!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...We died miserably...we want revenge..."
At this moment, the demon's eyes showed surprise. It turned around and asked: "Fat man, did you hear any weird noises?"
"Of course I heard it, it was very clear." King Jiaxiu shook his head and said in surprise: "Is it the same for you?"
"Yes." The demon mandrill nodded slightly, and then said slowly: "The ones who screamed are probably the resentful souls of the black-skinned beasts lodged in this flag. They knew that they were out of the control of their old enemy at this moment, so they expressed their resentment. Wailing, thirsting for revenge.”
"Well, that makes sense." King Jiaxiu nodded in agreement and asked, "What do you think we should do?"
"Hehehe, do you still need to ask? There is a right to blame and a debtor to claim. Naturally, it is time to settle the matter."
"Huh!" It was too late to say, but soon after that, the magic mandrill suddenly poured a pure mysterious spiritual energy into the flag, and said loudly: "Black-skinned beast souls, listen, now is your moment of revenge-"
"Ouch!" The black-skinned beast souls in the flag howled and flew out one by one, absorbing the mysterious spiritual energy given by the demonic mandrill. They were all full of energy and rushed towards the old black-robed orc who was lying on the ground.
"Huh?!" Seeing this scene, the old man was so frightened that he shouted: "Don't come here, you damn guys, how dare you rebel, I, I am your master, stop..."
"Hiss! Hiss!"
In the next moment, the beast soul that was the first to pounce on the opponent had already begun to bite the body of the old orc crazily. The demon mandrill next to him sneered and said: "Humph, let me remind you that you forcibly killed and enslaved the black-skinned beast. Not their master, more like an enemy."
"Damn it...Help, help me..." In a few breaths, the old orc was bitten until his whole body was covered with wounds and holes. Blood spurted out from the body surface, and the pain made the old orc keep wailing miserably. They screamed and even asked King Armor and Demon Mandrill for help.
"It's useless. If you hadn't killed all the black-skinned beasts back then, you wouldn't have ended up like this today." Demon Mandrill said lightly: "I think this way of death is the most suitable for a wolf-hearted scum like you. .”
"No, no... I don't want to die..." Gradually, the screams of the old orc in black robes became smaller and smaller, and after a few breaths, they finally disappeared completely.
