No publisher!
A taboo-like existence.
The half-orcs, the offspring of orcs and humans, eventually destroyed the Elba tribe.
This incident caused a huge shock in the Nolan continent, and everyone in the orc tribes knew about it.
The Elba tribe was once one of the top ten tribes of the orcs. It was slaughtered overnight. The tragedy was extremely shocking. It is said that many of the orcs who witnessed the tragedy went crazy and committed suicide after returning home.
There are many versions of the legend about that night still circulating in the Twilight Forest.
And the notoriety of publisher-less Rex resounded throughout the Nolan continent after that night.
Back then, there were two level 10 orcs in the Erba tribe, and there were even more level 8 or 9 orcs.
Rex was able to slaughter the entire Elba tribe without a single survivor. His strength was so strong that he was placed at a very high position.
However, after the tribal war ended that year, strong men from all ethnic groups joined forces to subdue him and imprisoned him in Basti Prison. At this time, he should be staying in the unbreakable prison of Basti Prison. How could he appear here? ?
Daryl and Kurt looked at Rex warily. They had heard that there seemed to be some connection between the Falk tribe and Rex, but Rex had a bad reputation back then, and the relevant news was completely wiped out.
On the eve of Gaili's canonization, Rex suddenly appeared in the Falk tribe. What was his intention?
Of course, what's even more shocking is this.
The man who can't walk... actually has long hair!
"Unpublisheder, our Fake tribe has no grievances against you. Why do you wantonly slaughter the warriors and people of our tribe? Do you want to slaughter another tribe and make the whole world your enemy?!" Daryl shouted in a deep voice, A secret message flew out of his hand, wrapped in a dark gray light and flew towards the palace.
"Only you are allowed to kill, and I am not allowed to kill. This theory does not make sense." Rex looked at Daryl and said in a calm voice.
"Although I don't know how you escaped from Basti Prison, don't think that our Fake tribe is as easy to bully as the Elba tribe. If you don't give us an explanation today, don't even think about leaving here! "Kurt shouted sternly, the hand holding the knife trembling slightly. Although the previous punch did not land on him, it made him feel the terrifying power, and his mount was directly beaten to death by one punch.
"I'm not here to kill people today, I'm here to save people." Rex looked at Kurt and said in a calm voice: "If saving people requires killing people, it should be a little different."
"Who are you trying to save?" Daryl asked in a deep voice.
"Same as them." Rex glanced at the orcs in black who had not dispersed in the distance.
Daryl and Kurt exchanged glances, and their expressions became a little solemn.
"Publisher, I'm warning you again, this is an internal matter of our Falk tribe, and you have no right to interfere." Kurt shouted.
When dealing with such opponents, even if there are two of them, they still don't have too much confidence to keep the unpublished one.
The information has been sent to the palace. As long as Gaili or Basil arrives, three against one, they will be sure to catch him.
If the unissued ones can be executed at tomorrow's sealing ceremony, it will be enough to enhance the prestige of their Fa Ke tribe.
Tomorrow, representatives of various ethnic groups will come to watch the ceremony, but the Fake tribe has been destroyed like this. If the troublemakers are not caught, they will really have no face to receive visitors tomorrow.
Rex was not in a hurry to take action, he just continued walking on the long street. Two of the four level 10s had already arrived, and his goal was to attract another one.
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"No publisher." Gary frowned as he looked at the secret letter sent back by Daryl, "Isn't this guy in the City of Chaos? Why did he suddenly appear here? Could it be that the rumors back then were true?"
"Where is Basil?" Gally put down the secret letter and asked.
"Report! Lord Basil was attacked by an unknown opponent on his way back to the palace. He may not be able to escape in a short time!" A guard walked in quickly.
"Unidentified opponent? Didn't you see clearly who it was?" Gai Li's frown deepened.
"Yes, the speed was too fast. No one could clearly see who was attacking Lord Basil, including Lord Basil himself." The guard's forehead was covered with cold sweat.
"An undistributed person, an unidentified tenth-level strongman, I didn't expect that my unlucky nephew is still somewhat popular." Gai Li slowly stood up and walked around the hall with a gloomy expression.
"Chief, our Fake tribe suffered this battle. There are ruins everywhere. If no one is left behind, and all the tribes come to watch the ceremony tomorrow, I am afraid that our prestige will be weakened and people will think that we can bully them casually." Standing. The counselor in black on the side stepped forward and said.
"If you want to ruin my good deeds, you have to be prepared to pay the price." Gai Li stopped, his eyes became cold, and he waved his hand and said, "Take my sword and let me meet the unissued one!"
The gold and silver armor was quickly put on, and Gai Li took a long knife studded with gems and strode out.
The counselor in black stood at the door of the hall for a while, watching Gary rush out of the door on horseback, and then turned and walked towards the huge chair.
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"It's only been a few months since I've been home, and I've already changed a lot..." Connie walked lightly in the palace, her pink-white animal ears trembling slightly. Her keen hearing could help her avoid approaching enemies in advance, just like a night bird. The black cat walked quietly through the palace.
However, she, who was originally full of confidence, now looked a little heavy.
The familiar yet unfamiliar scene made her uncontrollably recall that night when fire and blood intertwined.
She was woken up while she was still sleeping, and then she was escorted to retreat in a daze.
The rebels frantically massacred everyone in the palace, including the little maid who had grown up with her.
In order to let her leave, her father was besieged to death, and the guards who were not afraid of death and rushed towards the rebels...
The memories that she had put behind her efforts finally came back to her.
The dim passage became a little cold, and Connie couldn't help but speed up her pace a bit, rummaging through places where she thought her brother might be imprisoned.
But in those places where she used to hide when she was a child, there was no place where her brother was locked up.
"Grandma's room." Connie stopped at the end of the corridor, looked at the room in front of her with the doors and windows in disrepair, hesitated for a moment, and stepped through the door.
The huge room seemed to have been ransacked. The beautiful porcelain carefully collected by my grandmother was in pieces. All the wooden shelves used to display the porcelain were taken away, including all the valuables in the room, including shoes. On the broken pieces of porcelain, not a single sound was made.
Connie looked around the empty room, her eyes fell on the half-length cloth strip still hanging on the beam, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
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