As soon as the canopy barrier was extinguished, they instantly realized that there was something wrong with the magic tower, and hurried here, but they only saw corpses in one place, and the extinguished magic furnace, and other than that, there was nothing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Damn it! Who exactly? Who poisoned and killed people in our holy city, and who stole our god crystal?! The Great Priest of Lige roared through gritted teeth, his palms clenched tightly, his long nails embedded in his flesh.

"Dare to steal our Divine Crystal, you are really asking for your own death!" The barbarian saint stared at the empty plate and sneered, "That divine crystal is condensed by the demigod powerhouse of our clan in the ancient period, the Silver Emperor Hidden Heaven, who consumed his own divine power, and has the aura of Hidden Heaven. I personally go to the Holy Mountain, open the heart of the race, go to track the breath, find the man's location, and you go and kill him. ”

"Good! I'd like to see who is so bold! I'll treat him well! The High Priest said in a sinister manner, the wrinkles on his face piling up an eerie and wicked smile, as terrifying as an old witch.

Next, the Barbarian Saint left the Magic Tower.

He went up the holy mountain as fast as he could, and came to the solemn temple.

At this time, the temple was empty, and candles were lit on both sides, and the candles flickered uneasily, as if sensing the wavering future of the orcs.

After the barbarian saint came here, his mood calmed down slightly, he took a deep breath, and followed the central axis on the temple floor until the end.

Then, he opened his mouth and whispered a spell, and the mysterious melody echoed through the ancient temple, traveling through time and space, resonating with the orc ancestors of the ages.

When the incantation was finished, the wall at the end of the temple opened to both sides with a "boom", revealing a secret chamber inside.

The chamber was dim and dark, and it exuded an air of decay.

In the center of the chamber, a strange heart floated.

The heart was the size of a fist, about the size of a normal person's heart, and its flesh was golden and pure.

The heart is alive, constantly expanding and contracting, beating rhythmically, making a "knock knock" sound, so that after people hear it, their heart also beats with this rhythm.

However, on that heart, it was stained with some striking black demonic blood, and the two fused together very incongruously, making the heart look like a defiled sacred object.

The barbarian saint looked at the heart, and there was a slight distraction in his eyes. He suddenly remembered those years, this heart had been passed down from the ancient ancestor era to the present, it was all sacred golden yellow, not stained with a little demon blood, it seemed to be the most beautiful and holy time, as perfect as a work of art.

But now, this heart is stained with black demon blood, and it doesn't look so good.

This catastrophe of the orcs today also started from this.

For a moment, he suddenly regretted his decision to join the demons. But soon, he got rid of this strange thought, the demon power is uncontrollable, the second world will be destroyed sooner or later, he took refuge in the demon race to choose a promising future for the orcs, and the people of the future generations will sing his praises.

The barbarian sage smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes, sorted out his appearance, and then took a deep breath and solemnly walked into the secret room.

He walked up to the heart, stopped, slowly stretched out his hand, and carefully held the heart in his hand.

Suddenly, he felt a powerful beat in his palm, and his fingers kept opening and tightening with the beating of that heart.

In an instant, an ancient and wild aura emerged from that heart and burrowed into the body of the barbarian saint!

His aura soared in terror, an ocean of power frantically swam within him, his robes flipped up and down, and a majestic aura swept out.

His heart seemed to be intimidated by the power of this heart, and he became extremely religious. He opened his mouth and solemnly spat out a few words: "Heart of the race, give me strength!" Bloodline tracking, no way to hide! Hidden Heaven Ancestor, condense the divine crystal, and appear immediately! ”

When the words fell, a drop of golden blood suddenly dripped from that weird heart!

"Smack~" This drop of blood dripped on the ground, making a crisp sound, and then quickly burrowed into the earth.

At the same time, a trace of energy also burrowed into the earth along with this drop of blood, quickly spreading out along the earth, spreading to the entire orc holy land, frantically searching for the aura of the ancient demigod powerhouse [Hidden Heaven].

In the Holy City below the Holy Mountain, the High Priest of Lige was standing at the top of the Magic Tower, holding the crystal cane, overlooking the entire Holy City, his gloomy gaze scanning back and forth, closely watching the movements around him.

At this moment, in the eastern part of the Holy City, in a remote alley, a red light suddenly rose to the sky, extremely eye-catching, like a lighthouse, marking the location.

"Humph! So you're there! The High Priest of Lige sneered, and his body turned into a streamer of light, and he galloped towards the place.

……

In an alley in the eastern part of the Holy City, Huang Yi was hiding in a corner, holding the Wrath of the Killing God, ready to wait for his avatar to lead the army into the city and fight with the army.

But suddenly, a very faint energy pulsated on the earth beneath his feet. Immediately after, his hand and the wrath of the Killing God suddenly burst into a dazzling red light, soaring into the sky, and suddenly his position was prominently marked!

Huang Yi was stunned at first, but quickly reacted that he was tracked!

When he was level 115, he once learned a passive skill called [Anti-Reconnaissance], which could prevent him from being tracked by others.

But now, his anti-reconnaissance passive skills are not working!

He lowered his head, looked at his red glowing hand and god-killing fury, and suddenly understood!

The problem should be with the god crystal. That god crystal should have some kind of breath, and his hand and god-killing wrath have touched that god crystal, it is estimated that the upper echelons of the orcs used some method to track down the residual breath of that god crystal, which made his location exposed in disguise.

Half-orcs are already very good at tracking, and the racial skill of half-orc players is a tracking skill, as the high-level of the half-orc race, there will definitely be a more clever tracking method.

His location has been revealed, so the next moment, there will definitely be a master coming to hunt him down!

Almost instantly, he used the power of the fake hat to quickly disguise himself in the form of a Naga.

The god-killing wrath in his hand was also disguised as a harpoon weapon common to the Naga tribe.

Now, he is still in half-orc form in essence, but his appearance and aura are Naga's.

"Do you think you can hide here and get away from us?" At this moment, a cold voice sounded unhurriedly.

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Thank you for understanding ... Bury the old, Wan Mengyuan, the next second to be continued 1111 and many other book friends in the past two days. (To be continued.) )