Seeing Roddy climbing up from the ground in a hurry, the orcs walking in front could not help but show some ferocious and mocking expressions - if Sarotta had not given the order, they would have rushed forward and cut the other party to death.

However, the situation has been settled now, and Roddy's bow is even thrown on the ground aside, and his extremely thin figure than the orcs made these wolf cavalry unaware of it. So these guys stood in front of Sarota and came step by step more than 30 meters ahead of Roddy.

At this point, Roddy finally stopped doing the panic as before. He took a deep breath, swung the weapon in his hand in front of him casually, inserted the scimitar into the ground, but coughed twice, and then greeted him with a smile-

"Long time no see, Sarota witch doctor."

When Roddy spoke the Sabin language with a straightforward and erotic meaning was spoken, time seemed to be still at this moment.

The six orcs standing in front of Sarota had their eyes wide open. Before they could react at first, they stopped hesitantly after two or three seconds. Their brains were unhappy, and they did not realize what a human said Sabin...

However, something that shocked them even more was still to come.

"Chief Rohal must be going to fight with Blood Spear now, right? I have to say that I admire the arrangements of the witch doctor Sarota. According to your instructions, we will not keep any of the wolf cavalry who came here today, so we must kill them all! In this case, Rohal's Hammer suddenly lacks more than 70 elite soldiers, and the Blood Spear tribe will definitely reward you greatly!"

A simple sentence, almost clumsy provocation and discord - if this is said to humans, almost few people would believe it, but when they said it in Sabin under such circumstances, these orcs were completely stunned, and then turned their heads suspiciously and looked at the witch doctor Sarota behind them.

"This...you...I--"

It is hard to describe how wonderful Sarota's expression was at this time. He looked as if he was hit by someone in front of him, and his open mouth was a little tilted. He pointed at Roddy, trying to say something, but he stuttered for a long time because he didn't expect such a scene to happen, and finally a word came out: "Bastard!"

Roddy had no extra expression and raised his hand to point to the orcs, and asked seriously - "Then... the remaining six, are you going to do it or me?"

Before, Roddy had used extremely clumsy methods to kill an orc in front of Sally. Now, these orcs are also instantly frightened by Roddy's words - they have never had any experience of talking to humans in orcs, and they can't find the flaws in Roddy's words. Although they understand that the human in front of them might be telling lies, the "seed" of doubt immediately pierced in their hearts, making them uncontrollably think about the possibility of "rebellion" of the Sarota witch doctor.

Then... the story of "Suspecting Neighbors Stealing Axe" gradually began to take place among these orcs with generally low IQs.

The more straight a person is, the more likely he is to be brainwashed and bewitched. In Roddy's opinion, the orcs in front of him are childish, just like first-grade elementary school students, and they believe whatever they say... Although he is mentally prepared, when he really sees those orcs turn around and look at Sarota with questioning eyes, he even finds it a little funny.

These idiots are so easy to fool? Can just one group of two pussy destroy half of Karen's kingdom? It's all a frustrating thing to think about it...

Roddy held his shoulders and looked at Sarota in a leisurely manner, as if she was really waiting for the witch doctor to suddenly attack and kill all the wolf cavalry. The six orcs looked behind them all uncontrollably, holding the scimitar in their hands. Although they did not rush up to chop Sarota, they also made a warning posture.

"Fart! They are all fake! They are all fake! Kill him! He is talking nonsense!"

Sarota's wisdom is really impossible to exert at this time. This kind of thing is like a normal person explaining to a doctor in a mental hospital that he is not a mental illness. Once he is identified as something, the more he explains it, the more troublesome it will be...

Smart people and fools have no common language.

"Damn it! If I want to kill you, it would be enough to feed you snapping turtles just now! Is it still so much effort?! This damn human is telling lies. Do you rather believe a human than believe me?"

Sarota had no choice. He had to explain to kill the human. Fortunately, these orcs were not so mentally retarded that they were too idiots. His words quickly worked. Several orcs seemed to think it would be easier to deal with Roddy first, and then turned their eyes back one after another. But when they walked towards Roddy, they were obviously a little wary of the intention behind them.

Sarota naturally noticed this situation. His hand holding the wooden stick trembled, his face turned a little blue due to anger, and even the fangs on his mouth were exposed...

"Okay, OK, I'm actually just having fun with you."

Roddy seemed to finally couldn't bear it, and laughed out loud, his expression as if a child couldn't pull it away in a fight and wanted him to mediate, "Are you orcs? You are orcs? Savage, backward, ignorant... Oh, how do you say that word - Yes, bastards, are you? You are like this? Are you orcs? They are ugly like they haven't evolved. Are you?"

If you say such words in human language, the orcs probably don't even have the interest to pay attention to them, because the incomprehension and noise are no different. However, when this kind of ridicule is said in Sabin, it will be very effective for orcs with simple minds.

"I know that I have been fighting and fighting all day long. There is no reason to grab things. I still feel that I am very brave. I scream back and forth like an idiot. Don't you fucking annoyed?"

"It's amazing to throw a few net bags? You can't starve even if you have the ability to fish. Look at you, you have so much land on your own, and you can't starve even if you plant anything. But you are all mentally retarded and don't know how to learn. Fuck! You must be so smart as Sarota, and the Kingdom of Karen was destroyed by you thirty years ago!"

At first he cursed, then mixed with some inexplicable indignation. The orc on the opposite side had already been unable to bear the humiliation and rushed towards him, but Roddy still stood there and cursed, and his mouth was fluent in any orc you saw in Sarota-

"You - like a fucking orangutan, look so stupid, do you know?"

"Okay, okay, all six of you are slinging legs-that's all stupid."

"Ahhhh what? Are you calling your mom? A mentally retarded thing."

"Look at it, you are the first one to die."

After a few sarcastic nonsense, the orcs rushed to ten meters in front of him. They had extremely explosive power surrounded Roddy. The scimitar was raised in the air, and it seemed that he could immediately cut him into pieces.

"Enough, you guys are so... too noisy."

But at this moment, Roddy waved his hand, as if a group of wild dogs rushed over in front of him... and grinned.

In the distance, Sarota, holding a wooden stick in his left hand and a voodoo puppet in his right hand, had already applied the "bloodthirst technique" to the orcs again. After the red light flashed, he didn't think that the human in front of him still had hope of survival - but when he saw Roddy's suddenly raised corner of his mouth, Sarota felt a chill for no reason...

Does the other party have any other tricks?

As soon as this thought arose, he saw an incredible scene: the orc rushing in front seemed to stagger suddenly, and then his whole body lost its strength and fell directly before...

"thump!"

The place where he fell was just under Roddy's feet, and the orcs following him were stunned, unable to believe why their teammates were like this. Before the doubt arose, strange things happened one after another... The only five orcs left fell to the ground one by one, and it seemed that at the moment they fell, they couldn't figure out what was going on, but they just lay down with a puzzled expression on their faces...

Then, there was no more movement.

"You...what did you do?!"

Sarota's face was extremely pale in an instant - he was really scared. Before this, he was always a tough guy who could remain calm in any scene, but obviously from this morning, one unexpected thing happened one by one and another began to destroy his confidence. Even though he made clear and clear judgments, the facts in front of him now told him... from beginning to end, he seemed to be led by the other party, and finally entered a trap of going without returning!

The bone-bone chill rose from the back of the spine, and his hand holding the wooden stick was tightly held. Sarota looked at the six orcs who were just fine but were silent at this moment, and there was only unconcealed fear in his heart.

I've calculated it wrong! I've calculated it wrong! This human being is not as weak as I imagined!

Rodi, who was standing in front of Sarota, seemed to be watching a drama that had nothing to do with him. He curled his lips meaningfully, walked past the strong corpses, and said with a smile: "It seems a bit far away to speak like this? I don't mind if I get closer?"

Then he ignored whether Sarota minded or not, and walked towards the witch doctor casually, with his hands slightly behind his back, and hummed a song that only he could understand in his throat.

"Shuke Shuke Shuke Shuke Shuke's masturbation... Oh, no, he doesn't masturbate..."

Sarota's hand holding the puppet was trembling slightly. Of course, he wanted to directly control the guy in front of him and go up to kill him - but because of excessive casting, he had no magic power to cast witchcraft at this time!

If even a wolf cavalry was around him at this time, the situation would not be so bad... But the demonic human in front of him really left him with only himself, a "bare commander", and no helper left.

"No skills? I can't do anything about it? I'm afraid I'll stab you to death?"

Roddy walked about ten meters in front of him, and finally stopped humming the song, but asked, "I want to know why?"

Sarota held the wooden stick tightly, obviously not even in a mood to answer him. He was always thinking about how he should deal with the terrifying human in front of him who could no longer see the details.

"Don't be so nervous, take it easy." Roddy grinned, looking harmless, "Be more confident, but I may not be able to beat you if I really want to do it."

These words made Sarota's eyes twitch slightly.

"Rohar doesn't know that your hand-to-hand skills are stronger than ordinary wolf knights, right? Don't think about fooling me if you don't know how to fight in close combat. To be honest, I'm also worried when I stand so close to you."

It was still a joke tone. Although Roddy was saying these words of "showing weakness", Sarota felt more and more... he seemed to have no trump card in the eyes of the other party.

This feeling of being seen through all the details made Sarota feel unspeakable frustration. He thought that there were seventy wolf cavalry next to him half an hour ago, holding the power and being full of energy. However, now, he is only alone in facing the cunning human in front of him.
Chapter completed!