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The sun above his head became increasingly hot, and Assyria did not drink water or replenish energy for a whole day.

A thin boy, able to support until now.

There is only one possibility...

In the mine, during those dark days, Assyria had unknowingly become an awakened one.

It's just that ordinary people don't have such a simple and convenient panel as Su Heng, and the life gap between awakened people and ordinary people is not particularly huge.Therefore, Assyria was not aware of the changes that had happened to him.

but…

Awakened people at the first level of life are still too weak after all.

The high-intensity running for two consecutive days exhausted all of Assyria's physical strength.

He staggered.

Finally unable to hold on, he looked up and fell to the hard dry ground.

Limbs and limbs were spread out in large characters, despite the scorching sun falling on the young man's body, his eyes could not be opened under the sweat stains and his consciousness became blurred, everything around him was constantly spinning and peeling off.

"waaaagh!"

The orc's clear and loud voice came from not far away.

"This guy can't run anymore. I thought I could play this game for a little longer." The ground shook slightly, and the orc boss with green leather and fangs came to Assyria's side shaking his head.

"It turns out that my ending is already doomed, all of this is nothing more than a coincidence."

After hearing the voice of the orc boss.

Suddenly, Assyria understood everything.

The orcs could have killed him as easily as his mates, but they didn't.

They regard this as a game to kill time, and what they have tried their best to do in these two days is so ridiculous in their eyes...

"Really, I'm not reconciled!"

After thinking about it.

Suddenly, Assyria had an urge to cry.

But it is a pity that the water in his body has already been evaporated in the past two days.The sweat flowing out of the pores at this moment is blood red.

"everything is over…"

Assyria muttered, his pupils dilated, exhaustion dragging his consciousness like an abyss.

At the last moment of his life, he rang out the stories of Uncle Artes and the Iron Man Legion he had told.

The interstellar warrior named Atas has finely forged weapons, a body made of steel, and a will harder than steel.If it was them, those orcs must be vulnerable.

pity…

Or maybe that's what those numb middle-aged miners say.

The so-called Athas Legion are all made up to deceive people. The children of Terraria are hunted and killed by aliens like pigs in their own land. Is there really any way to save this world?

Boom!

The expected severe pain never came.

On the contrary, a huge shadow suddenly appeared in the sky, densely covered with black clouds, and the steel behemoth drove out of the void amidst the dark red thunder intertwined.

===3Chapter 16 The Orc Tyrant (Please subscribe for the first update)===

Roaring thunder swept all directions.

The violent hurricane fell from the sky, and the skin was sore.

But it was also because of the hurricane brought about by the appearance of the judge battleship that Assyria woke up from the coma.

"That is…"

His pupils constricted and his chapped lips kept opening and closing.

A slight trembling sound came from the side, and Assyria looked in the direction of the sound.For the first time in this life, he saw the expression of fear on the face of the green-skinned orc boss.

"waaaaagh!"

The orc boss screamed and let out an incomprehensible growl.

It was a huge steel creation like a mountain, and a terrifying sense of mental oppression came from it, and the orc boss went crazy.

He swung the huge ax in his hand and slashed at the immobile Assyria.

Swish!

Lightning flashed.

Dark green blood splashed, and everything seemed to be still.

An extremely tall figure stood in front of Assyria, with a body made of steel and a cloak densely covered with scarlet prayers.

That look...it's pretty much the same as the Iron Man warrior that Uncle Artes mentioned.

Do not!

The soldier who appeared in front of him.

Even taller and more heroic than in the legend.

Muscular, huge, like a savage behemoth, the orc boss is as vulnerable as a baby who has no resistance in front of Atas warriors.

Just a random sword strike.

The arm of the orc boss holding the giant ax fell to the ground.

Because of the severe pain, the ferocious face of the orc was convulsing non-stop, and his mouth spewed out a lot of obscene language as if he had touched Selu.

"Wow wow wow!"

If the orc boss still has basic intelligence.

Then, following the orc boss, the goblin-like orc fart is a bullying beast.

"I have to run for my life!"

"Wow wow wow!"

Three or five orc grits screamed and threw the stones in their hands towards Artes.

Then they turned around, betrayed their boss, and ran in the direction of the big bone mine regardless of everything.

The first one to land from the battleship was McNee.

He did not go after the deserters.

Instead, he looked at the surrounding environment with some perplexity. When he left the Centoria Islands more than 300 years ago, he vaguely remembered that this place was a prosperous harbor with dense banana trees and a warm climate.

but now…

The entire island was turned into scorched earth.

The forest and the city in memory completely disappeared, replaced by the endless Gobi.

"This used to be my hometown too."

McNee muttered silently in his heart, stretched out his hand to brush the chainsaw sword flickering with cold light, and the engine roared, "300 years, like a dream!"

cut!

Puff!

The dark red blood fountain sprayed.

The Atas fighters moved too fast.

Even before the orc boss could react, he clutched his neck and fell backwards.

The pupils are dilated.

Even the orc's vitality is tenacious, but the chainsaw sword has cut off all its blood vessels and even its spine, and even the aliens cannot survive such heavy trauma.

"I didn't expect to be able to return to my hometown so soon, and I didn't expect that this place has become like this."

Brother Kenny held the heads of a few orc farts in his hands, and sighed.

After the Golden Age ended, these Athas warriors spent most of their time sleeping in the resting chamber.

During this period of time, it was like sleeping for them.

For 300 years, there is not much real sense.

When I woke up, the sea was changed.

Even a man with a firm mind like Brother Atas would inevitably sigh when he saw this scene.

"As long as the person is still there, there is hope for everything." McNee looked down at Ashur, who was lying on the ground and was seriously injured, and said calmly, "This child seems to have come from the mine, and he should have the information we need. .”

……

Assyria felt like he was in a dream.

He dreamed that he escaped from the mine and ran on the endless Gobi.

When exhausted...

A tall orc suddenly appeared in front of him.

"call!"

Assyria woke up from his sleep.

He stretched his waist and sat up straight, staring blankly at the front with slightly empty eyes.

"If it were me, I suggest that you better not move around." A steady and mature voice came from beside him.

Ashur looked up, only to realize that at some point, he had been transferred to a room full of precision instruments, and above his head was an energy-saving lamp emitting a soft glow.

The warrior who had rescued him from the orc boss before was beside him.

"I know you guys!"

Assyria couldn't hide his excitement and said, "You are Atas space fighters, right? Uncle Artes said that you are the pride of Terraria."

"Cough cough!"

Because of being too emotional, Assyria couldn't help coughing.

Only then did he realize that some needles were being inserted into his chest and arms, and the cold liquid seeped into his body.

"That's all in the past."

McNee answered in a low voice, shrouded in shadow.

"..."

Assyria was originally a miner without any formal education.After being interrupted at this moment, I don't know what to say.

a time.

The whole house fell into silence.

The only sound was the sizzle of the instruments that Assyria could not understand.

"correct!"

Like suddenly thought of something.

After a while, Assyria opened his mouth sharply, looked up at McNee beside him and shouted, "How long have I been asleep, my companions are still in the mine, and I don't know what is going on with them now. "

"I can answer the previous question for you. You have been asleep for less than three hours..."

"As for the latter question, we need your help."

"help?"

Knowing that he hadn't slept for too long, Assyria breathed a sigh of relief.However, he saw the scenes of those Atas fighters beheading the enemy with ease just now, and he couldn't figure out how he could help these iron fighters.

"Of course it's not about you going to the battlefield in person, it's just some problems."

It seems to have seen through the doubts in Assyria's heart.

McNee explained.

"Okay, my lord." Ashur said hastily, "As long as I know, I will tell you."