【Chapter 172】Psychic Crit
"Ralph. Mons's tone became grim: "This idiot is your toy now." I don't want to hear anyone running away again. ”
"Yes, master. Ralph glared at Harald fiercely, "I'll train him well." ”
Harald collapsed to the ground in despair.
Mons flapped his wings and flew towards the Black Mist Forest. Qin Songke has never forgotten the essence of this world, and the bloody battle for hegemony is the theme.
Orcs - Individuals are strong, but their populations are small, and they usually live in the jungle in the form of settlements. Because they are warlike by nature, even among their own kind, they often fight over water, food, and women, and they are scattered and have poor cohesion.
However, the orcs' quest for power makes them extremely fanatical in hero worship. Once an orc hero with absolute power appears among the orcs, then the settlement will soon be integrated, and under the leadership of the Great Khan, they will unite and show extremely terrifying combat effectiveness.
Ryder Khan's Overseer's skull is proof of this. In fragments of memory, Ryder Khan conquered settlements, earned respect, and led his fanatical warriors to great success.
And when Ryder threw himself into the arms of the Flesh Eater, the orcs quickly turned into a plate of scattered sand, allowing humanity to win the war.
This time, Qin Song had a wonderful premonition that there must be a hero or a great khan among the orcs again. And under his leadership, a war was brewing, probably even grander than it was more than twenty years ago.
Flying Mons crossed the ancient primeval forest, trying to find traces of the orcs. Preparing for a rainy day and having as much information as possible is the key factor in a war.
Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles.
After a whole day, after leaping an unknown distance, Qin Song finally saw the scene he wanted to see.
In a huge torn canyon, the brown-red rocks rose cragly, and the smoke of bonfires and cooking stoves rose in the middle of it, and hundreds of orc shacks were dotted around, strong and burly male orcs, female orcs cooking on campfires, and orc children playing with various wooden weapons, densely packed with thousands of people.
This is a city for an orc in a settlement of usually only thirty people. There is no doubt that the orcs are united again, and there must be orc heroes among them.
Bell crotch ......
Dozens of orc blacksmiths wielded massive hammers and forged massive blades from anvils, melting scarlet molten iron in a furnace on one side. And the source of molten iron is the human armor and weapons scattered all over the place.
On the other side, the orcs were busy tanning the skins and sewing them into rudimentary leather armor with thick needles.
Even some orc children worked, cutting branches with short knives to make throwing spears.
And in a giant circular pit, two burly orc warriors, each holding a huge war hammer, roared and fought together. The surroundings were surrounded by orc warriors, constantly cheering and cheering.
Everything shows that they are preparing for war in full swing.
Eventually, Mons found a structure that closely resembled the Sage's Canyon, a towering stone platform, and in the center of two large rough stone pillars totems, hung a battle flag, completely red with blood, and a strange bloated lump of flesh that looked like a human face was painted in the center.
Judging from experience, there must be a place on this stone platform that also worships an evil god creation like the Overseer's Skull.
A long-lost ascending material.
Unfortunately, the only way to get it is to defeat them!
It's kind of difficult.
Thousands of elite orc warriors are still united, and I am afraid it is enough for the Holy Spirit Knights of the Tia Kingdom to drink a good pot.
Judging from the current situation, it is indeed a crisis.
But there are often two sides to the story, and in a sense, this crisis is just an opportunity. There will be a fierce war between the orcs and the Holy Spirit Knights.
And Qin Song can just stay behind the scenes and reap the benefits of the fisherman.
The black stone collar is very inconspicuous, yes, it is to be inconspicuous and unobtrusive. It's like Galen who was lying in the grass, and when the other party was bleeding, he jumped up and shouted-Demacia!
Build high walls, accumulate grain, and slowly become kings.
It's a survival game, and the one who has the last laugh is the winner.
Of course, Qin Song must also be prepared for war and deal with all possible accidents.
......
In the middle of the night, in the lord's room, Liya entered a workaholic state again, her mental state was obviously much better, and she naturally took on the responsibility of the lord.
On the rectangular oak table, there were lists of lists, and Leah's fiery red hair was tied up, and she was holding a quill in her hand, writing and drawing intently.
Clear statistical generalizations are necessary, and the distribution of horses, livestock, and household utensils purchased, as well as the subsequent arrangements of farmers and craftsmen, is not an easy task.
There is also the primitive and inefficient method of counting chips, which makes the work very cumbersome.
It wasn't until the two candles were burned that Leah rubbed her sour eyes, with exhaustion, changed into close-fitting cotton pajamas, and lay down on the bed.
Staring at the roof silently, Lia pursed her lips tightly, her expression a little nervous, but deep down there was a small expectation that even she couldn't explain.
Gradually, the sound of even breathing sounded.
Eye of Insight, activate!
Tiredness increases by 5%.
Name: Leah Sander.
Belief in God: Blessed of the Holy Spirit, God of Light, Azumat.
Faith: 11% (Wavering)
Loss: 54% (Confused)
Trait: Inactive
Potential: ★★★★
It seems that yesterday's work worked, with a 7% reduction in faith and a steady decline in loss. This made Qin Song full of confidence and drive.
Four-star witch!
A stone's throw away.
A church full of light, with twin spires reaching up to the sky, symbolizing the faithful embracing the Holy Spirit who dwells in the heavens, and in the middle of the cross-shaped building, arched over a magnificent dome. At the bottom of the dome is a double stone tower with a marble fence, where the Cardinal Church stands and prays for the Holy Spirit for the faithful on the annual feast of the Holy Spirit.
At the top of the dome, there stood a huge statue of the Holy Spirit of pure gold, with handsome facial features, a tall and toned figure, draped in a golden gauze scarf, and a pair of wings raised high behind his back, holding the scales in one hand and reaching forward with the other, making a gesture of stroking the top of the believer's head.
And Leah stood in the square outside the cathedral, in front of a white jade staircase that led to the church door. But her expression was a little hesitant, and her eyebrows were tightly twisted together, with a little struggle.
It had once been the temple of her dreams, and she had imagined countless times that she would be crowned a Knight of the Holy Spirit here under the gaze of the Holy Spirit.
But today, she hesitated, confused, and flinched.
This magnificent building has a luxury that does not eat the fireworks of the world. In particular, the statue of the Holy Spirit made of pure gold is brilliant and inexplicably unreal.
She thought of the emaciated serfs, the traders who ran around for a living, and the run-down towns filled with excrement and garbage.
Filthy and filthy, full of numbness and despair of life, incompatible with the luxury and splendor in front of them.
Why is that?
"Leah, I see the hesitation in your heart. "Now is the most critical moment, Qin Song must seize the opportunity to completely deny her faith.
Leah's expression was noticeably clearer when she heard the voice, but she couldn't tell if it was coming from the church or from somewhere else.
"Sitting in a position of admiration and doing nothing, it is like having no eyeballs in the eye sockets, only two hollow holes. Ask your heart, is this the life you want?"
"I ...... I do not know. Leah's eyes flashed with a struggling look.
"The most simple is often the most gorgeous, the simplest is often the most fashionable, and plain makeup is often better than heavy makeup. The real beauty is the beauty that you can touch, not the beauty that you look up to. ”
"Behold, what beautiful gold, high up on it, looking down upon his believers. Behold, what a splendid hall, where the well-dressed nobles gathered. ”
"Look, that's what you believe. Leah!"
Qin Song began to launch a spiritual crit attack on Liya.
Leah's face gradually turned white, her body trembled slightly, and under her blinking eyelashes, a pair of eyes were full of panic.
"And the lowly filthy serfs, like disgusting bedbugs, plough the fields and keep their cattle company. Their faith - really worthless. ”