In the direction of Muria's finger, the air rippled, and the ripples visible to the naked eye spread from Muria's fingertips, and then touched the chest of the angry pale orc, which seemed to be burly and majestic, and an orc whose arms were thicker than the waist of a young man had just touched this ripple, and immediately flew upside down, smashing through his own dilapidated cabin.

The loud commotion, combined with the screams of pale orcs breaking their ribs, immediately alarmed the small village, and one dilapidated hut after another was opened, and out of them came many pale orcs with wooden sticks in their hands.

"Who are you, why do you want to hurt my master?" An old orc who was dying came out of the largest house in the village with the help of two female orcs, and after seeing the orc who was pointed out by Muria, he looked at Muria with a flat expression, it was just a very ordinary orc in their village, not powerful. Muria's display of strength was not enough to deter them.

"You're going to give me an explanation why you left the children here, and let them freeze in the cold wind. Muria asked with a cold face. He looked at the environment and had some vague guesses.

In his previous life, he had a saying that tigers are poisonous and do not eat children, of course, this is a slander against tigers, a ferocious carnivore, and tigers actually love their children more than most creatures, so it is inappropriate to use it as a negative teaching material. If you really want to say that the creatures in the world that mutilate their own offspring, it will not be the turn of the tiger in any case.

"It's none of your business, a traveler from afar. Hearing that Muria was clashing with these babies because of them, the old orc's face, as well as the hostile expressions of the orcs around him, suddenly softened a lot.

"What if I have to have a reasonable explanation?" Muria stretched out his palm and raised it above his head, and a hot fireball quickly formed in his palm, expanding to the size of a human head in the blink of an eye, and then continued to expand into a huge fireball with a diameter of meters.

Then, one after another, the fiery serpents with a body length of nearly twenty meters swam out of the fireball, and in the horrified eyes of these pale orcs, their village was surrounded by nearly a hundred fiery serpents in the blink of an eye, and the cold brought by the night was instantly expelled, and all the orcs felt a sense of dryness.

"Gold-level wandering mage. Seeing Muria's power, the old orc's face suddenly showed an expression of awe, and then helplessness, he didn't expect that their small village would actually bump into such an ignorant human powerhouse, it was really unlucky.

"If you can't come up with a reasonable explanation, be prepared to bear my wrath!" Muria said with a cold expression, in his impression, although the orcs are a stupid race, they are not ready to kill their own offspring, so he is ready to give them a chance to explain.

"Don't you really know why? "Their orc tradition, this is not known to everyone on the mainland, but it is basically the same, and there are still people who come to them for trouble because of this.

"I don't know. ”

"This is a rite of rebirth for our orcs, and the new generation of our pale orcs is only qualified to continue to live if they spend one night in the cold night. ”

"What kind of bullshit ritual? You let this kind of child who is just a few months old freeze in the cold wind for a night to survive and survive? Have your brains been trampled by wild boars?" Hearing their so-called ritual, Muria scolded directly.

It's better to be happy directly, get killed, and finally come to this world, but you have to go through such torture, and then die a painful death in the cold.

"This is the only way to keep the village going, we can't support so many children, so only strong babies can survive. ”

"Aren't there enough resources? Muria understood the point, "Your village doesn't have enough food to support so many babies, so you choose the strongest babies to raise in this way, and then you abandon the rest, right?"

The village chief, who just wanted to explain, was a little confused when he heard Muria's series of words, and then nodded in a hurry, "My lord is wise, that's it, the prey harvested by our village, after feeding our warriors, is not enough to feed the babies, and if we feed all the babies, the food that the warriors need will not be enough."

So we have no choice but to feed all the babies, and the hunters will go hungry, and if we continue to do so, we will fall into a vicious circle, and sooner or later the village will disappear. ”

"I can understand that you are not strong enough to harvest more food, so you must not give up some of the babies, right?" Muria asked sharply, and when he heard his words, the strong orcs unconsciously lowered their heads and looked ashamed, which meant that they were too wasteful.

"You're right. Hearing Muria's implicit sarcasm, the old orc couldn't help but show some embarrassment, "But there is no way to do it, our hunting territory is so big, if you want to harvest more prey, you have to conflict with other villages, if you win, it's okay, if you lose, alas!"

"In that case, pick out the babies you think are weak and give them to me! Muria reached out to the old orc and asked him directly for the baby.

"Human, do you want to keep our children into slavery, or sell them into the gladiatorial arena, and you don't think that even if they freeze to death in the wind, or starve to death when they grow up, I will not give them to you. A strong orc stepped forward, looking at Muria with fierce eyes.

"Who are you to make decisions for these babies, and what are you to take their lives?" Muria looked at the orc, and a substantial dragon power burst out of his eyes like a giant hammer, smashing directly into his chest. Let it fly upside down, smashed on the ground and can't get up for half a day.

"If there is no guarantee that they will grow up healthy in the future, why should they be born? If they are not capable, then do not give birth and let them suffer. ”

"We will not abandon our descendants, humanity, and no matter how powerful you may be, we will not submit to you. The old orc stepped forward and looked at Muria earnestly.

The attitude of the old orcs made those pale orcs also take up their own weapons, and on this continent, humans and orcs have an irresolvable hatred.

"Human, it looks like I'm getting better at Transfiguration. Muria's face showed a sneer, and he tapped his forehead a little helplessly, "I was negligent, so what now?"

Muria's brilliant golden pupils instantly turned into vertical pupils, and a deliberately restrained coercion spread from his body, enveloping all orcs, making them like insects and ants trapped in amber.

"Dragon!" The moment he saw Muria's golden dragon pupils, the old orc was slightly stunned, and then the previous doubts were instantly solved, and with a huge surprise, the old orc hurriedly threw himself on the ground and kowtowed to Muria.

Although he had never seen a dragon in his life, in his memory, all dragons were worthy of worship and follow, and when he saw the dragon's words, he knelt on the ground, and then kowtowed.

"Great dragon, we are willing to follow you. ”

"You're too weak. Muria made no secret of his contempt for them, for whatever reason, they were a group of weak people who had abandoned their babies, and they treated their descendants in a way that Muria really looked down on, "Pick out all the babies you think are weak and give them to me!"

In the end, Muria left with thirty orc babies from the village, and he threw all of these small burdens into the half-dimensional mage tower and handed over to the Taling to take care of.

After doing all this, Muria's mood became much more comfortable, his original goal was to take the first step and explore the specific situation of this continent, as well as the distribution of its power, but he happened to encounter this bad scene.

Then in order to make his mood better, he took it for granted, and everything was in accordance with his heart. Just like when he first came out of the Titan Islands.

Muria has always followed his own heart, he was not used to seeing people do evil when he was in the human realm, and then he bound the villains and threw them into his own half-plane, reducing them to slavery and making them work for the rest of their lives.

Now Muria, when the road is uneven, will take out his own weapon and raze it, he will correct everything that he does not like to the eye, and make it pleasing to his eyes.

That's one of the things that drives you to be stronger, to have enough power to change everything that doesn't please you.

Muria continued to look around, but he was surprised to find that this orc village was still an orc village, and it was a little strange that he had found no trace of other intelligent races except for the common gathering of low-level monsters such as goblin goblins......