Fragment of the God of War 3

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“S-Spare me. Keok!”

How many had we killed?

We had come quite a ways north.

“Even the women here are ugly, huh.”

“Hey, those listening will feel bad.”

We had come all the way up to where the Wanyan Tribe was supposed to be, using the Akashic Record as a navigation system.

Countless members of the Jurchen Tribe were waiting for us again.

But this time, their situation was a little different.

Because there were guys who looked quite like elite troops...