I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

Luo Ke raised his hand and waved, then turned his back to everyone. His silver-white hair smoothly drew an arc in the air. He was dressed in pure white, which was out of place in this dark place.

"Do it."

At this time, these Snow Owl people still didn't understand their intentions, which was really dull and stupid.

The young man showed his beast form, "Fight them!"

"Elder, let's fight them!"

The old man still couldn't believe it. They trusted Pasak and obeyed the supreme being, so they suppressed their fear and entered here, but what was waiting for them was not the coming of God.

It was naked massacre!

The old man stretched out his skinny fingers and said, "Sir, my people abandoned the Feather Clan and joined the Wolf Clan. Our loyalty is evident. Why do you treat us like this?"

"We want to see the First Elder!"

"Idiot, you've already said you've betrayed the Feather Tribe. Do you think Lord Pasak will accept your surrender, even though you're such a disloyal tribe?"

The guards drew their swords and laughed at their folly.

The old man hung his walking stick in his hand. He was the elder of this tribe. Their tribe had been weak for a long time, and there hadn't been any high-star orcs born in a long time. How could they safely get through the rainy season?

He asked for help from the powerful tribes among the Feather Clan, but received no response. When he was feeling discouraged, the Wolf Clan happened to extend an olive branch.

They abandoned their long-held beliefs and chose to join the wolf tribe.

They thought they had received the protection of a strong man, but they didn't expect that this would be the outcome that awaited them.

"You want to see Lord Pasak, what a joke! A small clan like you is not even qualified to carry the shoes of the Lord, and you want to see the First Elder!"

Luo Ke closed his eyes, took a deep breath, turned his back to the crowd, and said in a calm voice: "Don't waste time talking to them, hurry up."

"Yes, my Lord Commander!"

The woman holding the child knelt down and begged for mercy, screaming hoarsely to the guards who had drawn their swords.

"Sir, we can die, but the child is innocent! He is still so young, please let the child go!"

"Sir, my Nini is only three years old. She is very well behaved. You can let her go and let her serve you as a slave!"

This scene was extremely glaring to the males, not to mention that their wives and children were present.

"Madam, don't kneel to them. Even if we die, we will never bow our heads!"

"Just because we have abandoned our faith doesn't mean we have lost our bones!"

It is particularly irritating to see a group of ants fighting stubbornly.

There was no suspense in this one-sided massacre.

"My lord, the child is innocent! We are willing to serve the gods with our lives, but the child is still so young, he hasn't seen the world properly yet! My lord!"

The woman's voice was hoarse, abrupt and mournful as her flesh was cut.

"Madam..." A man spread his wings and stood in front of a woman. The woman's pupils dilated as she watched the man next to her being cut in half, with blood all over her face.

Her terror was beyond words, and her desire to survive made her run away. A sharp sword light came and chopped off the head of the person fleeing beside her.

After seeing all this, she realized that she couldn't escape.

It was a situation where they were doomed to die, and they had no choice.

The woman turned around and wanted to hug her partner's broken body, but the executioner did not want to oblige them.

Her lips moved as she tried to say the last words to her partner, but she eventually fell halfway. Her head rolled to the side of the half-body Snowy Owl and rested next to its wings.

This may be God's last mercy to them.

One after another, the tribesmen fell down, the old man's eyes were blurred with tears, it was too late to regret.

"It's all my fault! I shouldn't have... "

He was too ashamed to face his fellow tribesmen and chose to commit suicide.

"The old man is quite sensible, saving us from having to do anything."

The guard who spoke wiped the blood off the sword and put it back into the scabbard.

"Sir, all members of the Snow Owl Tribe have been killed."

"I understand." Luo Ke turned around and looked at the corpses piled on the altar, with compassion flashing in his eyes.

Then he drew his sword and all the guards looked at him in confusion.

These people are dead, what is the point of the commander being outstanding?

"In this mission, no one will be left behind."

Don't leave any one behind, the guards savored these words.

Luo Ke passed by like the wind and killed two guards with one sword, blood flowing from the sword.

"Sir, why is this?"

"We are not at fault!"

Luo Ke didn't say much. In the face of absolute strength, killing a few eight-star and nine-star orcs was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

Just like how they killed the group of Snow Owls, they were also powerless to resist in front of Luo Ke.

Not until all the pure white figures fell to the ground did Luo Ke take out the scarlet stone from his arms and placed it in the center of the altar.

How could such an inhumane thing leave so many hidden dangers? The outcome was doomed from the moment I arrived here.

In the end, he was the only one who survived this mission.

This is also the reason why Luo Ke is so withdrawn and unwilling to make friends. He cannot guarantee that he will personally kill the people he regards as friends during the next mission.

The moment the stone fell into the central groove, the altar seemed to come alive, and the eyes of the surrounding stone statues burst into blood-red light, shining on the stone.

Trickles of blood flowed from the sunken patterns on the altar to the stone until all the corpses became mummies. The scarlet stone absorbed the blood and flashed with a strange light, and the engraved runes exuded black mist.

Without thinking too much, Luo Ke took out the box given by Pasak, put the stone into the box, and left the altar.

The white figure disappeared in the swamp. After a while, the mummy on the altar turned into a pool of black water and merged into the black swamp behind.

The swamp behind the altar is as big as a small lake.

Unlike the small swamps in the Misty Forest, this swamp was shiny black and smelled extremely fishy in the center.

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black market.

Su Tang sat in the courtyard, holding a paintbrush and gesturing at a man not far away.

Chris was wearing a bathrobe, lying on his side in the flowers that were emitting a faint purple glow. He half-propped his head, picked a flower, and put it to his nose to sniff it.

His deep purple eyes contrasted with the surrounding flowers, and his half-open robe revealed his thin collarbone and most of his chest.

"Is the painting done? How long will it take?"

Su Tang comforted him, "Don't worry, it's been a long time since we last touched each other, so it's a bit unfamiliar."

Chris lifted a strand of hair, a smile on his lips.

"Then when you finish the painting, can you reward me with a kiss?"

"That depends on whether you listen to me or not." Su Tang sharpened the charcoal pencil and smiled gently.

Drew inadvertently entered Su Tang's sight, and Chris frowned unhappily.

"My lord, Lord Crolin has arrived for a visit."

"My brother? What is he doing here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold male voice came into his ears.

"Why, I can't come to your mansion?"

PS: The other book has been approved, so I have to focus on the other one. I really didn't expect you to love it so much, so I'll try to keep it updated every day, after all, I don't make much money from this book.

As for the rou part, the flower market has been closed recently, please don't report me, although the vb is a small account, I have used it for a long time. We are not breaking the law, what's wrong with being a little bit sexy!!!