After teaching the Potions system, the cerebellum bluffed them and left them alone, allowing them to grow up and spend their last years with Linda.

On this day, Linda passed away.

The cerebellum went down the hill and quietly looked at the grave, and behind him stood a group of young people.

"I'm leaving this world too. He calmed down, "The two last wizards of our old era have left this world one after another, and the glory of wizards is completely over. ”

"Teacher..."

A group of young people behind him choked.

The path to the beginning has been handed over to these young people, and the splendid era to come will be opened up by them.

In fact, he can also cultivate, and it is still feasible to take the potion system, but he is too tired, Linda is gone, and he is also depressed and wants to rest for a while.

"Bury me and Linda together. ”

.....

The times began to advance.

New Divine Calendar 207 years.

In a bright study, a young man in his twenties in gorgeous costumes was sitting next to a black desk, holding a white quill pen, dipped in ink from time to time, writing on expensive animal skin paper.

"In the 207th year of the New God Calendar, the eleventh year of the sunshine year, on the 20th day of September, I once again prayed to my father and emperor to strengthen the army on the border, and the orc kingdom was about to move, but my father had sunk into the gentle embrace of the great princess. ”

Wesley let out a long sigh, not knowing what to do.

"The Great Prince Wesley, the Third Prince Albert has come to discuss. The maid's soft voice came from outside the door.

"Albert, hasn't he been looking for ancient ruins all over the world? Let him in. ”

In the room, the sun was shining, and Albert looked at his brother Wesley and handed over the path he had gotten, "These are the two potions systems. ”

He also did not have the power of the potions system to hand over to his father, who had already decayed, and Wesley was the most eloquent man of a generation.

Albert knows his ability, he is a general who rushes to kill the battlefield, he is by no means the emperor of the kingdom who can govern the world, his brother Wesley is, wise and heroic, eloquent, and decisive.

The necromancer's path formula, he didn't hand it over.

Because that power is too evil, he doesn't want it to appear in this world.

"The last two wizards left over from the ancient era, the legendary mythical heroes, the first Saintess of Light, the Book of Light..."Wesley listened to his brother's words, and his first thought was mad! It wasn't until Albert showed his strength that he was convinced of everything in horror.

He looked in the direction of the palace, "It seems that the position is going to be changed." ”

208 years of the New Divine Calendar.

The King of Birmingham died of illness, Wesley the Great ascended the throne, and the whole country celebrated!

A "fighter" path of the potion system was released silently, and the frenzy of national cultivation began.

Wesley the Great, to some extent, was indeed majestic and strategic, willing to hand over the power of terror to the people, rather than monopolizing it himself, and only cultivating for his own henchmen and troops.

Of course, he still hides the path of a "magic swordsman", and the people are only allowed to cultivate the potion path of the "martial artist", and the people can only take the pure flow of violence.

212 years of the New Divine Calendar.

The half-orc kingdom stole the secret of the path of the potion "martial artist" that was circulated among the people of the human kingdom, and the half-orcs also successfully cultivated!

In fact, it is basically impossible for orcs to carry the first gene and then integrate the second gene.... Without expanding the genogram, it must be stuck, but what about a little bit of separation?

Perhaps, this is like the sprout of breaking through the land, the whole gene cannot be integrated into the body, but it is divided into seven parts, and squeezed into it inch by inch, maybe it can break through the position of the second gene.

At that time, Medusa opened up his own "god-becoming method" and expanded the genoscope in his own way.

All in all, the half-orc kingdom can also cultivate the potion system.

However, the formation of the potions system has more advantages than disadvantages after all, and humans still have the strength to resist the orcs.

213 years of the New Divine Calendar.

Albert and the members of the Gwent Church were sent to the Balchik Monster Mountains by Wesley the Great to guard the frontier.

This piece of the Warcraft Mountain Range, which blocks a large area of the border between the two kingdoms, is not only regularly harassed by half-orc cavalry, but also the terrifying Warcraft tide, which is the most dangerous territory.

"If he doesn't exile me and let me stay by his side, I won't be worthy of being a generation of heroes, but only a brother.... After all, now that I am a third-level martial artist, I hammer forge my muscles, boil my muscles and bones, and hammer forge my membrane, and I easily have the strength to kill him at any time, and he should develop his own henchman combat power before he lets me go back. ”

Albert rode a carriage to this secluded town and looked at the members of the Gentry Club, "We have come to be the masters of this land, guarding the border, the Warcraft Forest." ”

218 years of the New Divine Calendar.

The world is once again undergoing a drastic change.

The orcs invaded the whole country, bypassed the deep forest of monsters garrisoned by Albert, and the troops entered the royal capital!

in the palace of the king.

"Ridiculous!!, an elite unit of Beamon orcs with less than a thousand people, dared to go deep into the hinterland of our country, and was still the king of this generation of half-orcs, Hell Roaring Blom, and set out in person. Some ministers found out the news and couldn't help laughing.

Beamon, a giant orc with tentacles on his head, immense strength, and a height of more than two meters.

The origin of Beamon is said to be the great Alchemy Emperor back then, sitting on the top of the palace and seeing these half-orcs, he couldn't cry or laugh, "These half-orcs, with dull hair on their heads, are they more cute than anyone? ”

Hence the name.

And now, the half-orc king Blom has led only a thousand troops into the hinterland of the human country, and if he wants to attack the royal capital, no matter how he thinks about it, he is killing himself!

The ministers of the main battle faction kept roaring, "Wesleyan the Great, we take the initiative to attack! Only a thousand people! As long as their orc king is dead, we humans will definitely counterattack the orc kingdom, this is a huge mistake in their decision-making!"

Wesley the Great's eyes lowered, "Is Blom crazy? I don't think so, I know him too well, but how could he kill himself? Break into our country with a thousand troops? I couldn't figure it out, so I sent a thousand cavalry to the test. ”

Two days later, a group of 1,000 cavalry arrived in Ian.

The whole town was in a mess, with a strong smell of blood, mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, collapsed houses, and ruined walls.

There were human corpses and more than 300 orc corpses all over the place.

"It's hell. ”

The cavalry commander looked at this scene, and his face suddenly became sad, "This is a race war! Those orcs are all damn executioners!"

But in the next second, there was a faint uneasiness in his heart, "But, how can there be more than three hundred half-orc corpses in this town?"

According to the tip, how come three hundred of the 1,000 and a half orcs who invaded here have fallen here?

You know, Ian Town is the center of the hinterland of the kingdom, a civilian town without any garrison, how did the civilians here kill a full three hundred and a half orcs? ?

There is also a strange place, all over the town, full of empty test-tube potions.

Looks like the orcs are experimenting here.

"Mother!!"

One of the heavy armored cavalrymen from Ian Town dismounted frantically and ran to his house, only to find a huge orc corpse that had smashed down half of the houses.

The house was empty, and there were no living people.

"Damn orcs!" the cavalry roared, frantically swinging his sword and stabbing at the corpse of the green-skinned orc, his eyes burning with hatred.

Poof!

But when he stabbed the half-orc all over his body and gasped for breath from exhaustion, he found that this half-orc was actually an elderly female half-orc, her tall body collapsed half of the house, and her old face was wrinkled, but the outline of the face was faintly visible....

twist

Pain, Breakdown,

This half-orc looks like his mother.

"It's .... Who?"

The young soldier's heart was furious, and he slammed backwards, hitting the wall behind him, and his feet were suddenly soft on the ground, "How can this tall, green-skinned orc look like my mother..."

A strange form is spreading, and everyone is looking at each other.

"We keep going. The cavalry commander roared.

As they walked on, there were almost no human corpses in every ruined town, only the corpses of orcs everywhere.

And the corpses of these half-orcs have already exceeded the number of a thousand.

Moreover, on the ground of every town, there are used and empty reagent bottles.

An eerie atmosphere spread among the soldiers.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on!"

"Oh my God!"

"Human corpses, where have they gone!"

"Why are there all the corpses of half-orcs in human towns, so many half-orcs!!"