Chapter 748 (1/2)
”We are proud four hoofed people!
We are the real masters of the great green sea! ”
Looking at the countless four hoofed people around the king's tent, the indifferent and numb chakar's voice is thick enough for all the members to hear clearly:
”We... Have endured humiliation for hundreds of years, even thousands of years. We have been driven from the birthplace of our ancestors to this barren Gobi and lived a miserable life under the torture of death, hunger, cold and heat;
For thousands of years, this humiliation has been forgotten by many brave and noble four hoofed people. Our ancestors also grazed cattle and sheep on the grassland of the green sea, raised horses, and fed our children and grandchildren with cheese and fresh meat;
Who made us forget?
Who robbed our grassland, our cattle, sheep and horses, and the memory of our ancestors, and then claimed that the horses, cattle, sheep and grassland were theirs?
They are bipedal people... They come with weapons forged from bronze and steel, wearing clothes made of iron rings and animal skins; they ride on our horses and enjoy our cheese and fresh meat
Then he pointed his axe and spear, machete and sword at us... With the blood and flesh of four hoofed people, he bred more fertile grassland and nourished one river after another.
Do we know?
No! We forgot!
If we remember, Qianzhang city will not rise up in the big green sea; if we remember, we will not let the big green sea thousands of years ago be occupied by two legged people;
Generation after generation of four hoofed warriors are actually satisfied with looting the wealth of two legged people and are complacent with the looted things. Do they think these things are booty and their glory?
Is that glory?
That's a shame! We should give so many good things to two legged people. Don't think so?!
Why, because we have long forgotten... ”
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”Ah, ah, ah --!!!”
In the dimly lit camp, chakar, who was lying on the ground, screamed bitterly, his burly body trembled violently and unnaturally, and every blood vessel on his body seemed to be alive and exposed to the skin.
The indifferent fascist looked at him, glanced at the smashed medicine bottle, and showed a satisfied arc on his pale face.
”All strength comes at a price.” with the words of fascism, chakar's muscles and muscles fell to the ground began to convulse violently:
”You should be glad... Because your dirty Centaur blood can ensure that you will not mutate again; and the part from human can make your consciousness withstand this impact, rather than being torn apart immediately;”
”Ah ah...”
A deep roar came from chakar's throat, like a bubble from a boiling boiler; The blood in the body seems to have been completely evaporated into water mist, and there is a powerful force twisting its muscles and bones.
The throat was restrained, the muscles were torn, the plasma evaporated, and the trunk and bones were broken inch by inch into pieces;
But this is not even the ultimate pain.
In a trance, he could feel a powerful force tearing his consciousness, as if to throw him into the vortex;
Carle as like as two peas, can see that once he is torn apart completely, he will never be able to climb out again. The best result is probably the same puppet as other banners and big Khan.
It was an extraordinary power that he had touched, but now he really realized how scared it was;
That's... The power of emptiness.
Can't see, touch, smell... But inexplicably feel panic, fear and nausea.
Their own bodies instinctively dislike and reject this power.
”Chakar, you're not the only one who got this holy blood potion.”
The indifferent voice of fascism came again: ”your big Khan, those Centaur leaders... They each got such a chance.”
”I told them that this was a chance to live forever, and they believed it, because what I said was not a lie; it was just... I didn't tell them the cost and the consequences of failure.”
”Then, they all failed, were completely eroded by the power of emptiness, smashed their consciousness, and became the purest walking corpse.”
”If you fail, what will you become?”
”Is it that you become an unconscious walking corpse like your dirty and humble peers, or become a complete monster no different from human beings?”
Walking slowly, a trace of ponder suddenly appeared in the corners of Francis's mouth: ”let's play a game called 'gambling', and guess what your final end is?”