"You lost."

The girl said.

Then, draw the sword.

The sword edge pulled out of the old orc's chest and brought up a bloody flower.

The old orc staggered a few times.

He barely maintained his body until he used a rust knife to stand on the ground.

He lowered his head with difficulty and saw the red color spreading in front of his chest.

"Yes, I... lost..."

He said in a hoarse voice.

However, Jasmine under the moon frowned.

Because she knew that the sword she had just now should have smashed the old orc's heart.

Logically speaking, he should be gushing blood now and dies directly.

However, for some reason, although the old orc was seriously injured and dying, he was still breathing his last breath...

What could not have happened at all, but this happened at this moment.

Looking at the old orc's gaze with a hint of worry and attachment, Moonxia Jasmine felt aroused in her heart and said:

"What else do you... want to say?"

After hearing her words, the old orc raised his head with difficulty, with a slight look stunned.

But soon, it turned into relief.

Instead of answering Moonxia Moon's question directly, he opened his mouth with difficulty and said:

"The error...we made...we are willing to...pay the price..."

"The True God...abandoned us...He is worthy of being the God of Race...this is also...our...price..."

"It's just that they... they don't know anything..."

"Please... spare their lives..."

them?

Jasmine was slightly stunned under the moon.

them?

The other players were also puzzled.

At this time, a gust of cold wind blew, and the gate of the main account that was originally shaking under the aftermath of the battle was also lifted by the strong wind, revealing the situation inside.

I saw dozens of small orcs who were not young were lying on the ground.

They closed their eyes tightly and breathed smoothly.

It doesn't seem like I'm asleep, but I feel like I'm knocked out or being fainted.

At this moment, the players suddenly realized everything.

Their eyes of the old orc changed again.

Under the command of the gods, the young orcs of the orcs abandoned various tribes.

They kept the old, weak, sick and disabled.

For them, the elderly are useless, and the children can still be reborn.

In this regard, many players have also complained that this is really a cold-blooded race.

But at this moment, everyone suddenly felt that some things were not absolute.

Even the cold-blooded race will have warmth.

but……

Jasmine under the moon moved slightly first, then said coldly:

"You should know that half-orcs cannot be forgiven. Have you ever thought of letting go of elves when you kill them all? Have you ever thought about this day?"

"The war of race, no one is innocent."

The old orc fell into silence after hearing this.

His expression became more and more lonely.

"but……"

Jasmine's conversation under the moon changed:

"I can promise you that they will live, but they must sign a contract to become slaves and become vassals of the elves."

"You can understand that this is a kind of atonement."

The old orc was slightly stunned.

Then, a bitter smile:

"I see……"

After speaking, a blood mist spurted out from his chest.

The body was broken and turned into ashes...
Chapter completed!