Chapter 231: Take you to play Infernal Affairs
"Hehe, victory must belong to us orcs! I don't believe that an army of 30,000 is still the most elite and powerful warrior in our orc tribes, and it can't deal with the declining elven clan! ”
Imsh, the Lionheart, said proudly.
The chief high priest glanced at him and shook his head slightly:
"That's what Jushan thinks too, but now...... There are no more cave tribes in the world. ”
"Humph! The elves will definitely not be able to resist our legions! Even if the Grim Reaper gave them a certain resurrection ability! ”
King Imsh the Lionheart sneered.
After speaking, he looked into the distance with a little disdain in his expression:
"After being hunted by us and humans for so many years, even if it is collected again, it is very good for the elves to gather warriors on the scale of a thousand people, and ...... With the little bit of strength they have left, they are no match for us at all! ”
"An army of 30,000 people, each of them will drown them if they are drowning! Even if it is a family member of the god of death, the soul will completely collapse after being resurrected a few times, and I don't believe that those elves can be resurrected forever! ”
"Not to mention...... We've got a backhand! ”
Listening to Imsh's words, the chief high priest shook his head, and his expression became serious:
"King, don't underestimate the power of the gods!"
"The power of the elves is indeed weak, but the existence behind them is a new god who has not yet left the Seggs plane and ascended to the heavenly realm!"
"And the new god who has not yet ascended to the heavenly realm has mastered the highest level of priesthood, even if he has few dependents, his strength is far from ...... us"
"As long as the divine power is not exhausted, then He is almost invincible in the material world...... Otherwise, Lord Walker would not have fallen in the Elven Forest. ”
Listening to the words of the chief high priest, King Imsh the Lionheart froze for a moment.
Looking at the female orc high priest in front of him, his expression was a little surprised:
"What do you mean to say...... In this war of faith, maybe this evil god will personally attack us? Stop our slaughter of elves? ”
"If the one behind them is forced to be in a hurry, it is indeed possible to attack directly with the body of a god and break the rules......
The chief priest's expression was calm.
But after saying that, her expression became very fanatical again:
"Of course, if the other party really uses the body of a god to attack us directly, that is also what His Father wants to see......"
Hearing this, it seemed that he had thought of something, and King Imsh's expression changed slightly.
His face was not very good, even a little pale, and his hands were slightly clenched, and his sharp nails were almost embedded in the flesh......
"What do you mean...... What do you mean......"
When he spoke, he actually gritted his teeth a little.
"Under the true gods, they are all ants!"
At that moment, a soft shout from the chief priest rang in Imsh's ears, waking him up suddenly.
Imsh, the Lionheart, shuddered, only to realize that he had broken out in a cold sweat before he knew it.
He wanted to say something more, but when he saw the High Priest's smiling expression, he stopped talking......
"The King's ......"
Just when Imsh the Lionheart was in doubt, the chief high priest's fluttering words came again:
"You...... What do you think of us half-orcs? ”
Without waiting for an answer, the chief high priest went on to say it himself:
"We half-orcs...... After all, we are only the lowest Black Iron Race, and our racial potential is not even comparable to that of humans who are not even Black Iron Race! ”
"In the past thousand years, the magic of the Seggs world has been low, and the Father has gradually become stronger, which has allowed us to truly gain a foothold in the Seggs world......"
"But now...... The magic of the world of Seggs began to recover, but the strength of the Father's crown fell into a bottleneck. ”
"The magic returns, and those originally sleeping existences will also wake up one after another, and the Saigs Continent, which has been calm for thousands of years, is about to be in chaos......"
"Our half-orc heritage is still too weak, if we want our race to truly grow into a powerful race like orcs and even humans...... There is only one way! ”
Speaking of this, the expression of the chief high priest became more and more fanatical:
"That's it...... Let our Father attain a more powerful priesthood and become a more noble being! ”
"For this reason...... Do whatever it takes! Even if it's to give our lives! ”
Imsh's pupils shrank slightly:
"It's gambling!"
"Gambling, of course!"
The chief high priest's tone was calm, but his gaze was unprecedentedly hot:
"Two thousand years ago...... We won the bet once and got the Death Desert. ”
"A thousand years ago, we won a bet and got the Dark Mountains and the Elven Forest."
"This time...... If we win, we have the hope of becoming a truly powerful race! Equal to orcs, humans, and even dragons! ”
……
About fifteen kilometers south of the Black Dragon Castle, on a steep hillside.
This is 300 kilometers away from the World Tree in a straight line, and it is currently the limit distance that players can move.
The once bare hillside is now home to a new and humble lookout.
In the lookout, three elves are bored around a bonfire.
"Sneeze ——!"
Demacia sneezed, wrapped the small quilt he had captured from the human caravan, and scolded:
"Really, the weather system in this game is too exaggerated, it's so cold!"
"It's autumn after all! And it's still in the mountains...... Besides, the most attractive thing about "Elven Country" is not the realism! Besides, you can turn off the temperature sensing! ”
A low-level player laughed.
Demacia shook his head:
"The pain can be turned off, but if the temperature is turned off, there is too much fun."
Listening to his words, the two players were thoughtful.
One of them hesitated, then asked curiously:
"Anyway...... Big Demacia, the activity task of setting up a post at the edge of the map for monitoring is so boring, why do you take it? ”
"yes, yes!"
Another player gathered around the campfire nodded his head:
"This is the most boring quest in the event quest, and for those of us who haven't reached level 11 yet, the experience is quite impressive, which is not bad, but you're level 21 Boss Demacia, right? That's not enough experience for a third of the bar, is it? ”
Listening to the words of the two low-level players, Demacia's face suddenly fell.
He let out a long sigh and shook his head helplessly:
"No way...... At the end of last semester, I played the game and had too much fun, and hung up six subjects. Hell, this year, our school has a summer semester again! ”
"It will be opened in a few days, and the make-up exams are scheduled for the semester, and if I fail again this time, I will have to retake it. If you rebuild the six doors in one go...... I'm going to die, and attendance can kill my ......"
"College students?"
The two players were curious.
"Well, freshman."
Demacia sighed.
"It's not ...... I'm doing tasks while I'm revising. ”
He took a screenshot of the picture in his field of vision and sent it to his two mission teammates.
Seeing the courseware ppt in the screenshot, the two teammates instantly cast sympathetic glances.
"But then again...... this thinking acceleration technology of "Elven Country" is really powerful! Especially when reviewing homework, writing papers, etc., don't be too efficient! ”
One of them sighed.
And the other shook his head:
"Pull it down...... How many of you can use your thinking to accelerate learning when you enter the game? It's okay to watch the video or something, it's really learning, it's just a temporary cramming...... Forehead...... Ahem, Demacia, I'm not talking about you......"
Demacia's face darkened.
He was about to say something, but his expression suddenly changed, and a pair of pointed ears suddenly stood up:
"Did you hear anything? It's like footsteps ......"
"Voice?"
The two low-level players were stunned.
"No...... Is it background music? Not...... The BGM of the Dark Mountains is pretty good. ”
Demacia: ......
"The BGM of the monitoring mission is still a fart! Closed! Closed! ”
He was speechless.
After speaking, he didn't wait for the two rookies to answer, he stood up wrapped in a small quilt and walked towards the edge of the watchtower.
It was already a little dark, and the mountain wind was blowing, making his face itch a little, and his eyes narrowed slightly......
It's just that when Demacia saw the scene outside the lookout clearly, his eyes widened again in an instant, and at the same time he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth:
"it!"
in his field of vision......
All over the mountains, all half-orcs.
There are no more hopes, and there are countless counts!
And after being taken aback, Demacia's expression gradually turned to excitement:
"The orcs are coming! The orcs are coming! Ha ha! The plot is about to begin! ”
He began to take screenshots frantically at the orcs as he beckoned to the other two low-level players.
And when the other two low-level players saw the overwhelming army, their faces also changed greatly......
Even though they knew it was a game, the sense of oppression and shock brought by that spectacular scene still made them feel terrified.
One player swallowed and asked:
"Big Demacia...... Now that the orcs are here, shouldn't we inform the others and retreat quickly? ”
"Retreat what?"
Demacia rolled up his sleeves and looked excited:
"Just stay here, light the torches, and wait for them to come and get us!"
"Catch ...... Catch us? ”
The two players looked confused.
"Hey, hey! Don't understand, do you? Elves are good slaves to orcs! If they catch us, they will take us prisoners and ...... We'll be able to help other players locate it! ”
"Hey, hey, hey...... This time, I'm going to take you to play Infernal Affairs! ”
Demacia rubbed her hands in anticipation.
Two players: ......
"Aren't you going to review it......"
Demacia: ......
"Ahem, review after playing, it's only a few hours anyway."
He laughed dryly.
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Sorry for the late update today. The main reason is that it is the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, and the family is too busy, and there is no time to code words after a busy day today, and I am free at night. Happy New Year to all in advance!