997. Are these really for us?
Sun Fei breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Since the orcs are willing to follow them to Chambord City, it at least shows that they have little resistance to the Terrans - this is obviously a very good sign, in this troubled world, no one wants to be the enemy of a powerful race, and one more ally is one more chance of a race to continue.
The orcs began to prepare to open and clean up the camp.
Only then did Sun Fei have the opportunity to look at this improvised camp.
Apparently accustomed to sleeping in a harsh environment, the orcs do not have high requirements for the quality of life, and in the entire camp, in addition to a few extremely simple tents, the most conspicuous thing is the giant pillar carved with some mysterious pattern, exuding an extremely strange power, enveloping the entire camp in it.
Only then did Sun Fei realize that in about half an hour just now, there were no traces of demonic beasts around the camp, and there was not even a single one of the poisonous insects and mosquitoes that were everywhere, it should only be the effect of this giant pillar engraved with mysterious patterns.
"That's the totem pillar. Fox High Priest Nash explained.
"The orc clan is born to cultivate the fighting spirit, but the talent in magic is not as good as the young children of humans, which makes the Beamon orcs extremely passive in the war with other races, however, fortunately, the beast god has not abandoned his people, and we have mastered the third power in addition to fighting qi and magic - the power of totem. ”
As she spoke, Nash whispered a very pleasant song.
The golden pillar swayed, and the pattern on it shook like a tadpole in a dive, and finally disappeared into the pillar like pencil words erased by someone with an eraser.
And as the supernatural pattern vanished, the golden pillar transformed into an ordinary stake, apparently just chopped from the surrounding forest, and with its turquoise branches, it lost the support of its mysterious power, and the stake fell to the ground with a clatter.
The mysterious power that enveloped the entire camp vanished.
"It turns out that this is the power of the totem, the third force that is triggered by a mysterious song and acts by attaching to a certain medium to form a natural elemental pattern. ”
Sun Fei was thoughtful.
Some ancient texts and legends circulating on the mainland have also recorded the existence of totemic power, describing it as a powerful force comparable to magic, which is unique to the Beamon orcs.
However, with the disappearance of the orcs on the continent, this power has not appeared in the past thousand years, and I can't imagine that it is seen by myself today.
There are not many useful things in the whole camp, this group of orcs is obviously very poor, as the strong people at the peak of the scorching sun level, they don't even have storage rings, O'Neill, the strong man of the Bill Bear Clan, and Nowitzki, the strong man of the Boer Bull Clan, two big guys, have taken care of the tents and other materials for building the camp, and the others have no rare equipment except for simple armor and weapons.
There is only the crimson cane in the hand of the high priest of Fawkes, and there is a faint totemic power aura circulating on it, it seems that the priest of the Beast God Temple has a very high status among the Beamon orcs.
When everything was cleaned up, everyone set off.
Nash, the High Priest of Fox, was mindful.
He didn't put on the purpose of sending Wolfwolf Clan powerhouse Ginobili and Spod spider clan powerhouse Batil to return the way they came, and report his group's whereabouts to the orc tribe in the [Exiled Land].
In this way, even if their group fell for Sun Fei and were wrapped in dumplings, at least the clansmen would be able to know where they went last before their deaths.
For such a vigilance, Sun Fei had expected it a long time ago and did not say anything.
In the case of His Majesty the King himself, there would be such an arrangement.
After packing up everything, Sun Fei took the hillbilly-like orcs and returned the same way.
Along the way, through communication, Sun Fei learned that the restlessness of the demonic beasts in the endless forest sea was indeed related to these orcs - they held a kind of [intimidation totem] that could make the demonic beasts feel great fear and avoid it.
[Intimidation Totem] has played an immeasurable role in the continuation of the orc race.
A thousand years ago, if it weren't for this small [totem power], the migrating orcs would have been extinct long ago under the fangs and sharp teeth of the terrifying demonic beasts of the endless forest sea - even so, the power of intimidation could not drive away all the demonic beasts, and it would be useless for god-level demonic beasts above the emperor level.
As in the legends of the mainland, the orcs lost almost more than ten years of population of all races in that migration, and even more than twenty orc races were completely wiped out in that bloody migration.
Relying on the power of this intimidation totem, this orc advance team of all scorching sun-level Great Perfection powerhouses was able to reach here safely.
It took half a day to walk about 120,000 miles close to the ground.
Approaching the edge of the Endless Forest Sea, powerful demonic beasts gradually became scarce, and the group could gallop through the sky.
The closer they got to the mainland, the more excited the orc powerhouses became.
It's like a child who has been away from home for too long, wandered from place to place, and has eaten all the hardships of the world, and finally returned to the home of his dreams and saw his parents, if it weren't for Sun Fei, an outsider, he was afraid that all the orcs would cry.
Even the eyes of High Priest Fawkes contained bright tears.
This is obviously a feeling that Sun Fei can't understand at all.
After another half a day, we finally reached the edge of the endless forest sea, and from the sky, Chambord City was already in sight.
Sun Fei paused slightly.
"It's shocking, you have to change your way. Sun Fei took out more than a dozen sets of armor and clothes from the storage ring, which were about to fit the powerhouses of the orc clan.
This action made the hillbilly orcs gasp for a while, and they couldn't help but stare at Sun Fei's ring and drool.
"Space Ring?"
High Priest Fawkes swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his throat stirring out the shock in his heart.
The preciousness of the space class is easy to store, and it is hard to find in the [Land of Exile], and a human subordinate king can casually take out such a rare treasure that only the royal nobles of the beast clan have...... Could it be that the Terrans are really incredibly powerful?
Immediately afterwards, the 'hillbillies' were once again numb by what Sun Fei took out.
"This ...... Is it really for us?"
O'Neal, the strong man of the Bill Bear Clan, asked Sun Fei in disbelief.
"Of course. Sun Fei nodded and replied very absently.
The powerhouses of the orc clan looked at His Majesty the King's gaze, and they immediately became rich.
The last shred of vigilance and vigilance was about to dissipate from the hearts of these poor orcs.
What a precious gift.
Could it be that the Terrans have become so hospitable now?
However, Sun Fei's next sentence immediately made the poor orcs feel embarrassed, annoyed and angry, and wanted to tear the hateful human in front of them to shreds to hide their ignorance and embarrassment.
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The first update.