"King of the Dark Night! Come and help us! The undead are going to bully us again!"

The little girl's voice was very loud and crisp, which was the most proud thing for her parents, because her daughter's voice could always be heard far and far like a lark.

However, today, this crisp and sweet voice was covered by killing and screams.

My mother looked back in horror and saw that hundreds of people in the back team had been caught by the gargoyles and tore them to pieces, and then threw down the broken limbs, internal organs and blood.

Her heart was filled with sadness and fear. In a hurry, she saw that her daughter was about to look back and saw that she quickly reached out to cover her eyes.

The girl Ling'er asked curiously: "Mom, is the King of Dark Night coming?"

The mother gasped, pressed down her crying voice, buried her sobs alone, and laughed, "No, maybe Lian'er's voice wasn't loud enough?"

Lian'er tilted her neck and thought for a while: "Then mom and dad shout with me, it's loud enough."

The father said, "Good kid, mom and dad should keep their strength to take Lian'er away. Just shout louder yourself."

Lian'er pouted: "But if the King of Dark Night comes, don't we have to run away?"

My father wanted to tell her that there was no King of Dark Night at all, otherwise why so many believers died of misfortune, otherwise why did the King of Dark Night not appear yet?

But he couldn't bear to destroy the dream of his children, and he was unwilling to destroy all the beautiful things in his children's hearts. Even if he died, he hoped that his daughter could maintain the innocence in his heart.

So he laughed and said, "Good boy, let's shout together!"

"Yes!" Ling'er nodded heavily.

"King of the Dark Night! Come and help us! The undead are going to bully us again!"

The harmony between the father and daughter was a little louder, but they still could not break through the sound barrier caused by the killing. In this painful atmosphere around them, how could their voices be heard? And even if they were heard, who would they hear them?

"Mom, you can shout together." Ling'er waved her tender arms: "So that we can spread the voice far and far."

"Okay!" Mom covered her mouth, cried, laughed, and then wiped her tears away.

The family of three shouted loudly: "King of the Dark Night! Come and help us! The undead are going to bully us again!"

King of Dark Night, if you really exist, come and save us. The beast tribe has already experienced too many hardships, and now it has been attacked by the undead natural disaster, and we can't hold on for long.

The voice of the family of three resonated with people around them or awakened everyone's longing for life, so more and more people joined the shouts.

"King of the Dark Night! Come and help us! The undead are going to bully us again!"

King of the Dark Night, if you really exist, come and save us. Even if you don’t save my wife and I, it doesn’t matter. Please let our children live safely and happily!

"King of the Dark Night! Come and help us! The undead are going to bully us again!"

King of Dark Night, if you really exist, come and save us. I am old and dying. But my wife followed me and said, "I haven't enjoyed my happiness yet, and I don't want her to go to hell with me to endure hardships!"

"King of the Dark Night! Come and help us! The undead are going to bully us again!"

King of the Dark Night, if you really exist, come and save us. If you really appear, our brothers are willing to work hard for you and die for you, as long as you can protect our parents who gave birth to us and raised us.

"King of the Dark Night! Come and help us! The undead are going to bully us again!"

King of the Dark Night, if you really exist, come and save us. Ling'er should not leave her parents. Ling'er wants to live happily with her parents. Without her parents, Ling'er will not be happy.

Gradually, the voices of the entire escape team gathered into a shout of thousands of people, resounding throughout the world at the top of their lungs.

Although they knew that shouting like this was futile, they didn't mind giving themselves more longing and less despair.

The gargoyles chasing behind seemed to be stunned by the sound, and they were struggling with the courage and strength of the group of civilians below.

But soon, they became angry because they found that such shouting had no meaning at all, so they were even more crazy and more eager to kill everyone.

"King of the Dark Night! Come and help us! The undead are going to bully us again!"

This sound poured into Dongfang Yun's ears.

He flew close at a very fast speed, stopped in the air, and looked at the ragged refugees covered in blood below, shouting his name while running.

They couldn't even run fast themselves, and were still dragging their parents, supporting their brothers and wives, carrying their young children, and running forward with difficulty and staggering steps.

Dongfang Yun's eyes were wet, although he had told himself countless times that he must be a man who bleeds but does not cry.

Although he has done this and believes that he will never shed tears in the future.

But when he saw the suffering orc civilians below, his tears still flowed down.

He fell to a height less than ten meters above the ground, spread his arms, and used elf magic to release an amplified magic array in front of him, and immediately changed the object of his ability to draw from Tyrande to Yagami.

Only by tearing the gargoyles with their own hands to pieces with their hands to pieces can the hatred in his heart be calmed down.

He shouted loudly: "People of the Beast Clan! I am Dongfangyun, the King of Dark Night, and your Beast God!"

"I'm here, you don't have to run away!"

"I will protect you and tear all the enemies apart!"

"I will, forever, protect you!"

As he said that, he had already dragged the Cang Yan's fire toward the gargoyle legion behind him.

His eyes were full of rebellious hatred and unruly murderous intent.

This kind of hatred is second only to the hatred that Kyusanagi killed Dryus.

The refugees were frightened by the wild Cang Yan, and stopped one after another, and their dull eyes moved to the rear with Dongfang Yun's body.

There, Dongfang Cloud rushed straight into the sky like a human-shaped sword or a purple sun.

The sharp claws, with ruthless ferocity, tear the gargoyle apart!

Heavy punches, with fierce domineering aura, bombard the gargoyle!

The whip legs, with bold resentment, smashed the gargoyle!

Reverse peeling, shaving wind, external style. Dream bullet, external style. Bang axe yin, external style. Lily folding, hundreds of styles. Ghost burning, two hundred and thirteen styles. Piano moon yin, 227 styles. Sunflower, 1,211 styles. Eight young girls, 18 styles. Eight wine glasses...

All Yagami's tricks were perfectly used by Dongfang Yun on these gargoyles of 2,000. Under the burning of flames around Dongfang Yun, and under the punches, kicks and claws, large gargoyles of burning flames fell from the sky, and then smashed hard to the ground.

When Dongfang Yun stopped angrily, the air around him had already burned into blurry, and countless gargoyles on the ground had been burned into slag.

Looking up, all the people of the beast tribe were staring at themselves in a daze.

Dongfang Yun sighed inwardly, feeling ashamed of his decision that he had made before taking action five days after the undead natural disaster, and slowly descended from the air.

He dissipated all over his body, revealing his neat white outfit.

His feet fell on the ground and walked towards the refugees in shame.

The refugees looked at Dongfang Yun in a daze.

He is so young.

But so domineering.

But for some reason, he seemed to be different from the wood carving he worshiped in his home.

It is less sacred and more intimate as the children next door.

After coming to the team, Dongfang Yun looked at the miserable orc, his nose felt sore and he shed tears again.

If you made a decision earlier and did not place the base of the beast tribe before the safety of the orcs, you would not have encountered such difficulties.

He was sure that when these refugees went to the imperial capital Milan, they would know that they had just escaped from the war and rushed to support them. They would only feel grateful to themselves without any resentment.

But he just couldn't face the guilt in his heart.

When the villagers in the front row saw him approaching, their bodies trembled and they made way.

Dongfang Yun's figure seemed a little short compared to these orcs. He walked along the road under their attention, constantly looking at the people on both sides of the left and right, and the tears.

He kept walking and walking until he arrived at the family of three with gray tails on his hips and stopped.

He found that on the back of the wolf father, the cute pink loli was blinking her bright and pure big black eyes at her.

Dongfang Yun was also looking at her.

The little girl is so hungry that she should have had a fat cheek, but now she is so thin that she is holding her eyes down. The dark circles on her eyes also show that she is not sleeping well.

But her eyes were very vivid, full of the innocence and cleanliness of children, and a little curious.

Such eyes reminded Dongfang Yun of a painting he had seen in Su Wan's business.

After the war, the scarred man knelt on the ground on the battlefield where corpses were everywhere, and used his nose wearing a golden ring to sniff a small flower on the ground.

He couldn't bear to take it off.

The painting and the child's eyes actually symbolize that even in war, it will never be able to erase the innocence in the heart of life.

Dongfang Yun was completely moved.

He stretched out his hand, and suddenly a candy appeared in his blank palm and handed it to the little girl.

"Thank you!" The little girl happily took the candy, tore the skin open and put it in her mouth, bit it sweetly, and asked curiously: "Are you the King of the Night?"

"I am." Dongfang Yun nodded heavily, as if venting his own thoughts: "I am the King of the Dark Night and the God of Beasts. I will bring you happiness."

"Happiness? Really?" the little girl smiled sweetly. In fact, she had already believed Dongfang Yun's words, but she just wanted to say a few more words to this 'beautiful big sister'.

"Really!" Dongfang Yun said solemnly: "As long as it is the happiness you can imagine, I will give it to you and all of you."

"Then..." the little girl thought for a long time, blinked her big eyes and said, "Ling'er doesn't seem to have anything she wants, as long as her parents are with Ling'er forever."
To be continued...