When I walked out of the stone house, it was already dusk outside, and the tall stone fire pillar was ignited, I don't know what kind of fuel was used inside, and the fire was shining, like a lighthouse in the real world.

In this orc city, all the buildings are cut from hard bluestone, and there are many bluestone resources in the Flying Dragon Mountains.

Looking back at the past and looking around, although it is much inferior to the buildings of humans, it is already decent, especially because of the height and size of the orcs, so each building is very tall and majestic, which is already quite difficult for the architect, I don't know if the orcs completed it independently.

Three leather-armored werewolves walked in front of them, recalling the past, and hurriedly approached some green orcs who led the way.

However, the werewolves only glanced faintly at the past, and chattered with the green orcs in their language, pouting at the past, and her curiosity made her very uncomfortable.

After they had said a few words, the armored werewolf moved on again. Werewolves in armor are supposed to act as patrolmen, and their sight, hearing, and sense of smell are several times stronger than that of humans, making them a good fit for this class.

It was heavily defended, with armored werewolves patrolling every ten minutes or so.

In addition to the werewolves, several tall ogres are also guarding the key place, with a huge mace in their hands, recalling the past, I believe that even a heavily armored warrior will be easily smashed by it, fortunately, the ogre is not strong in reproduction, otherwise the orc troops containing a large number of ogres are like unrivaled heavy armored chariot troops.

There seemed to be the sound of weapons colliding drills in the distance, and there were faint human voices, and I wanted to go and see the past, but I was stopped by the green orcs.

The Green Orc has always been very relieved to let her go by herself, and she can't run away with the shackles. And then suddenly stop her, let her know that that place should be an important place for the orcs.

Aeolus!

The second-order magic of the wind system can expand the user's hearing, so the sound of the drill belonging to the army came to her mind.

A barracks, a barracks for orcs. Reminiscing about the past and speculating.

Remembering the old days, he didn't care about it, and continued to follow the green orc.

"Ahead is the dwelling of our orc people."

Recalling the past, listening to the introduction of the green orc, looking over there, her calm face slowly became surprised, even if she saw that the orcs had their own army, she was not so shocked, at this time, her heart was like a mirror being struck, and it shattered.

There was a peaceful atmosphere, all kinds of orcs gathered around to talk, they were like women in humans, they liked to spend time together, and a pleasant smile appeared on their faces.

Some were also busy with their own business, polishing boulders and carrying huge logs, and the heavy tasks were too much for even the strong orcs to bear, but everyone was positive and their faces were full of joy.

"Do you know why they're so happy?" The Green Orc asked with a sudden smile.

Looking back on the past, shaking their heads, maybe only a generous reward will make them annoyed and resentful, and they don't know how to be tired. But what will they ask for?

More food? Orcs?

"Why?" Looking back, I don't want to guess without logic, because the answer will never be so simple.

"Because they're building their own home, a home like no other." The green orc's eyes said gently, and the tone seemed to be the best thing in the world.

Yi Yi smiled bitterly, yes, only by building his own beautiful home, will he be so happy, Yi Yi knows why he didn't think of it, because she has never regarded orcs as people.

Orcs are savage, they rely only on bestial activities, which is engraved in the minds of the past.

The green orcs continued to walk forward with their memories of the past, passing through the various orcs, who would look at her without any hatred.

"So, are you going to go to war with the humans and become the ruler of the continent?" Reminiscing about the past asked.

The green orcs froze for a moment, then laughed.

"No, no, no, not all races are the same as humans, we want to conquer everything in the world, we just want to take back the place that belongs to us, and then defend our homeland."

The hearty laughter of the green orcs made the memories of the past feel ashamed.

"The establishment of an army is also a measure of last resort, I think it is impossible to live in peace with you humans, and there is a lack of materials here, it is not suitable for survival, and the humans occupy some of the land that belongs to us, and we must fight for it back and defend it."

His eyes changed from gentle to extremely resolute, and he couldn't help but be infected by the past.

I remember that Bingsheng's brother once said: "Only the strong can survive in this world." ”

This cruel world makes the originally savage orcs only gain a place in unity.

Reminiscing about the past, he sighed unconsciously.

Second World is a more annoying place than the real world.

The only difference in the real world is that the order here has not yet been established, the class has not yet been completed, and breaking the class is much simpler than in reality, so Brother Bingsheng, who has suffered, and she chose to come here to fight.

However, the presence of immortal players will make this a battlefield of endless chaos. The so-called struggle of fate of these green orcs will only turn into learning points, experience, and money for players in the end.

Why give feelings and stories to creatures in this world other than the player? In the past, she never considered herself a virgin personality, but she still felt a little sad and powerless.

In this world where players can live as gods forever, will countless people who work hard to become strong like Brother Bingsheng really be comfortable in the future?

When I look back at the past, I suddenly remember a phrase from God's left hand.

"In this sinful and dark world, the so-called balance is now an illusion, and all the pain is borne by the weak, all because the guild is too chaotic. If a strong and irresistible guild emerges and unifies all the forces, then there will be no war. ”

Although she was scoffing at the time, and having finally escaped from class rule, she was very dissatisfied with the words of God's left hand, but now it seems that he may be right.

Only when a supreme and powerful player guild emerges and establishes rules can there be hope for a balanced world.

"What are you thinking?" The Green Orc asked suddenly. This woke up the distracted memories of the past.

She smiled reluctantly and said, "If you have a good living environment, will you still attack humans?" ”

The green orc smiled bitterly, "If there are enough supplies, who will want to annoy you?" ”

That bitter smile made me blame myself again when I remembered the past, yes! If it weren't for the bitter and astringent tubers in this mountain range, why would they kill each other as described by the Holy Cult, and be savage and ferocious.

It's all about living.

And the reason for this is that greed can never be satisfied, and the appearance of players makes this situation even worse.

"Can you tell you what your name is?" Reminiscing about the past, I asked sincerely.

Because of the existence of the Green Orcs and Bishop Pallas, let the memories slowly accept the wisdom of what should have been just a pile of data

pc。

"Hehe, you can call me Boyer."

Faced with the sudden question of the past, Boyer was stunned for a moment, he was a little surprised, but he randomly said his name. The girl seemed to have begun to accept them, which he almost didn't expect, and both the otherworldly and the human seemed to hate and look down on them.

Just as Boyer was looking at the girl, the sound of a cane hitting the ground was heard not far away.

"You seem to have a good time."

Hearing this, he hurriedly retreated from the past, gritting his teeth in pain.

The black-robed stout mage was walking slowly, flask in hand.

"There's not even decent wine in this place, it's boring."

Boye respectfully stepped aside and said, "Let the archmage suffer." ”

Recalling the past, he quietly took out his staff, although he knew that he would only send him to death, but the scene of the bishop's demise was vivid.

Humpty Dumpty mage seemed to have noticed the action of remembering the past, and smiled at her: "If you don't want the mission to fail, don't be impatient, even if you are a person from another world who can be reborn, if you die, the mission should be considered a failure." ”

Recalling the past, his breath stagnated, and all the hatred was frightened away by his words.

If it was just a simple guess that the bishop gave her a task, there would be no surprise in the past, but what this Humpty Dumpty mage said seemed to be the task given to her by the mastermind of the system.

These are advanced

PCs are not only aware of the existence of otherworldly people, but also seem to be aware of the existence of systems. He knows that the system gives him a task to remember the past, and he knows the conditions for the mission to fail.

Just accepted this senior

The notion that PC intelligence is no less than that of the player has now been overturned, and it seems that they are superior to the player and coexist with the system.

"What are you talking about?" Boyer asked curiously.

This green orc doesn't seem to know anything, to the point of being normal

PC, it's only him who is so special, looking back at Humpty Dumpty Mage, she has discovered a secret in this world that no one will believe if she says it, and she doesn't have the slightest excitement, and now there is only fear and fear in her heart.

"Just go and do your own thing, leave this girl to me."

Boye looked at the past, bowed to the black-robed mage, and turned to leave.

Only the two people who were dressed in white and black remained.

"How? How did it feel to listen to the story of the orcs. The black-robed mage asked after taking a sip of wine.

Reminiscing about the past, dull and silent.

"You should be sad and hate me right now." The black-robed mage smacked his lips, "Actually, I'm quite sad too, after all, Pallas has been with me for more than ten years. ”

"You're also from the Holy Church? Then why ......" recalling the past, she felt that she was going to cry sadly again, she would never believe the words of this murderer who was also sad.

"Then why kill him? I have persuaded him to go back, but he is too stubborn, the same as before. The black-robed mage wanted to drink again, but found that it was gone.

He put away the flask and said, "But it's the same if you die early or late, anyway, ......"

The man stopped strangely and looked mysteriously at the mountain peaks in the distance.

"Someone has broken in again, it's really strange these days, there are always guests in the barren mountains and mountains."

"You wait, I'll take a look." The black-robed mage said.

Without waiting for an answer, he prepared to leave, but after a few steps, he turned around again.

"I'll take you with me, except for Boyer, I'm not worried about other monsters."

Reminiscing about the past, she hurriedly wanted to refuse, compared to the orcs, she didn't want to stay with this Humpty Dumpty mage. But a magic circle appeared under her feet, which made her immediately feel as if she had fallen into the abyss.

But in the next second, it fell to the ground again, the yellow sand was all over the sky, and when I opened my eyes to find that the surroundings were no longer familiar, this was the entrance to the Wyvern Mountain Range.

Spatial magic made her teleport here in an instant.