Everything went according to Mochi's plan.

Ogres are gluttonous, but not good at cooking, and even the worst human chef can cook delicious food for ogres. Taking advantage of this, the Syndicate constantly provides delicious food to ogres in the name of the spirits of the ancestors. With Xiaoli Xiaohui as bait, the spirit of the ancestors gradually won the trust of the ogre.

Later, Magthor and the Broken Ridge ogres obeyed the instructions of the Ancestral Spirits and began to build altars in the city to welcome the arrival of the "oracles".

The day the "Divine Messenger" comes, it is the time when the show is staged.

Of course, not all ogres are fools, there are some clever guys who have discovered the anomaly of the "Ancestral Spirit", such as the "Ancestral Spirit" can only appear in the throne room, and the food provided by the Ancestors always appears in the snow outside the castle in the early morning, and the food is cold......

One of them is the ogre Logrosh, who has two brains and is more intelligent than ordinary ogres and able to harness the power of magic. The original creators of these two-headed ogres were Gul'dan and his warlocks, who, like orcs, are not native species, but come from a world called Draenor.

In order to get rid of these clever guys, the syndicate used dozens of elites. During the assassination of Logrosh, the Syndicate's number one assassin, Otto, took matters into his own hands. After losing two elites, the blue-skinned two-headed elite was killed.

The Syndicates charred the bodies of these ogres (to cover up their deaths) and hung them from the city gates, so that each ogre could clearly see what would happen if they were "suspicious of their ancestors".

Of course, this kind of "heavenly punishment" is only aimed at those ogres who dare to doubt the will of the ancestors in public, and for many ogres who only insult and slander the ancestors in private, Mochi orders Magossol to punish them through the mouth of the ancestors. Mo Qi, who has been fooled by his university tutor for several years, knows how to do it well, and if he pushes it too hard, it is easy to cause a backlash. Let the ogres see hope, and let the obedient ogres get tangible benefits.

Too often, hope is the most terrible poison in the world.

Hope can make people fall under the walls and leave them to chance, and they can sit back and wait for destruction to come, and countless rulers use hope as a bait to lure his unfavorable subordinates towards an illusory goal.

Most of the hope that is in the hands of others will turn to despair.

So when the ogre put down the hammer in his hand and bowed down to the spirit of the ancestors, Mochi knew that these ogres had lost. Because they pinned their hopes of changing the clan on empty idols.

Seeing that things were going in the expected direction, Mochi and the Little Duke set out to persuade Gravis-Srinot.

"Oh, you're embarrassing me......" Gravis-Srinott said, shaking the rim of the glass with five fingers, "I love the activities you organize, every competition in the Fun Games is fun. But if I promise you directly, I seem to be a little sorry for Dabel, after all, I have known her for a long time.

"What to do?" The man lowered his glass, his fingers tapping the scabbard of the "evil cutter" in turn.

"Why don't you do it......" Gravis turned his head and waved to the other person sitting in the corner, "Hey, come here." ”

The person who appeared in front of Mo Qi was a man with eyes as sharp as a tiger, prominent facial features, sharp edges, and perfect body proportions...... In short, at first glance, he is the kind of young man who can mix well in the army.

"Teacher, you call me?"

Gravis nodded, and pointed with his thumb at the sharp-eyed young man, "This guy is my apprentice - Senna. ”

Senna simply nodded to everyone, and everyone nodded to Senna.

"If you fight with my students, win or lose, I will agree to your request. However, there is one thing to keep in mind - you can't use magic. The middle-aged swordsman said with a smile.

"Me?" Mochi pointed to himself uncertainly, and Gravis acquiesced.

"What are you kidding?! Let me play with this strong man? Mochi asked.

"Gravis, why did you specifically appoint Mr. Murch and your students?" The little duke asked puzzled.

"It's just a swordsman's intuition." Gravis said lazily, "Don't worry, I won't harm him, it's just an ordinary fight......"

Moqi was a little hesitant, he really didn't know what medicine was sold in Gravis's gourd.

Senna asked impatiently, "Aren't you scared, fish-man?" ”

Mochi said frankly, "I'm really scared. Can you just abstain? ”

Anvina didn't translate Moqi's words to the others, but pulled Moqi aside, "Mr. Moqi, a true swordsman shouldn't refuse this kind of trial. ”

"But I'm not a swordsman, I'm just a card player." Mochi said aggrievedly.

"Mr. Mochi, I believe in you!" Anvina patted Mochi on the shoulder, and then said loudly—

"Mr. Mochi accepts the challenge!"

So Mochi stubbornly walked with Senna to the clearing.

Senna is level 12, which is about the same level as Mochi.

Hearing that Mochi was going to compete with Senna, the open space was surrounded by excited spectators, including the Little Duke, Otto, and Anvina.

"You people who are not afraid of accidents!"

Mochi shook his head and pulled a long stick from the barrel of his weapon, and Senna chose a wooden sword.

The two saluted each other, and then the competition began.

They first tried a few tentative moves, and when Senna found out that Moqi didn't know any martial arts, his slash immediately became violent. After the guidance of Mud Scale, Mo Qi developed the habit of actively exercising every day. In addition, the increase in level has also brought an overall improvement in agility, intelligence, strength, and endurance to Moqi, which is not only the improvement of the data on the panel, but also the enhancement of Moqi's physical functions.

The current Moki is many times stronger than the self when he first came to this world.

But even so, when the wooden sword in Senna's hand slashed at the long stick in Moqi's hand, Mochi felt his whole body shake.

Mochi decides to change his strategy and try to dodge the opponent's wooden sword. Mochi made a wise decision, but the scene became ugly, and to outsiders it looked like Senna was chasing Mochi.

"Look at the poor fish-man, who has been chased and beaten by Senna, and I have begun to sympathize with him."

Mochi ignored the arguments from the sidelines, and when the time was right, Mochi saw an opportunity to swing his stick and sweep Senna's ankle.

To Mochi's surprise, the stick hit his opponent with ease.

This was repeated several times, and Senna did not touch Moqi once, and Mochi's long stick had already hit Senna many times.

At first, Mo Qi thought that the other party would retain his strength, but when he saw Senna's red face, Mo Qi realized that the other party had done his best.

Mochi has more speed and weaker strength than he thought.

And although Senna has enough strength, for some reason his physical coordination is not good, and he can't give full play to his strength advantage at all.

This also meant that there would never be a winner in their battles - Senna would not be able to catch up with Mochi, and Mochi would not be strong enough to subdue his opponent.

The result was unexpected—Senna and Fishman were tied.

But Gravis wasn't surprised.

Mochi asked Gravis with some curiosity: "Why did you arrange such a battle?" ”

The middle-aged swordsman thought for a moment and said, "The first time I saw you, I knew you were that kind of idiot. ”

"Did you find out that Mr. Murch was stupid?" Avena asked with a smile.

Mochi glanced at Anvina dissatisfied, but the other party smiled happily.

"Let's put it this way. Human power can be divided into two kinds, one is explosive power, and the other is the power of self-control. Senna has great power but can't harness and control it well, and Mochi's over-control results in suppressing his latent power. "So, they're two diametrically opposed stupidities." ”