Zhao Wuji woke up from his coma, looked at Lin Mu beside him, and then looked at the battlefield destroyed by violence, his heart was shocked, and at the same time, he was moved in his heart, and said to Lin Mu gratefully: "Lin Mu, you saved me again." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Lin Mu hadn't recovered from the sword moves of the Storm Sword Saint Neer, and nodded with a smile at Zhao Wuji.

The Modo soldiers gathered one after another next to the super giant crater, looking at the figure like a demon god.

A large group of orc soldiers charged in the distance, watching Modo's men vigilantly, but fortunately Grutha and Neil came out and did not let the two fight.

Two orcs came out of the orc army, one with a metal hammer and the other with a greatsword like Neil.

The iron-blooded and strong orcs looked around at the Modo soldiers, their eyes slightly overlooked the demon barracks of the beast race, and they stayed on the Night Elves for a moment, and finally fixed their eyes on the more than 50 Terrans who had obtained the ticket to the Eternal Pyramid.

"Humans?"

All the orcs picked up the weapons in their hands and glared angrily at Lin Mu and the others.

"Adelaide and Gray must not be rude, they are the guests brought by Grussa, not the enemy. And you are the twins of the orcs roaring, are you going to throw away your dignity and do it to the weak? "Storm Sword Saint Neil stood up to relieve Lin Mu and the others.

Lin Mu sighed for a while, sure enough, his strength was too weak.

Adelaide, who was holding the long sword, withdrew his gaze, and then saw Grusha, and a jealous expression appeared on his face: "Grusa, you still have the face to come back, and the glory of the orcs has been lost by you." ”

"Adelaide, don't say it, he's my son, you're my disciple, and I don't want to disunite the orcs because of what happened before."

Neil exclaimed.

Adelaide turned his face away, angry in his heart, but suppressed by Neil's words.

Gray walked up to Grusa, who was Grusa's half-brother, hugged Grusa and said sincerely, "Brother Grusa, welcome home!" ”

Grusa was a little moved, patted his strong chest, and roared, "I, Grusha, am the son of an orc, and I'm back." ”

The crowd followed the orc leader Neil towards the tribe of the orcs, who were to celebrate Grussa tonight.

The Demon Battalion and the Night Elves were given meat, while Lin Mu and the others, who were humans, could only eat rough wheat cakes, and it seemed that the orcs were not generally prejudiced against humans.

Late at night, Gruzza found Neil, and the two had a deep father-son relationship, so they naturally nagged. Grusa recounted his journey of drifting outside, and at the same time told a series of events about his encounter with the Demon King of Sauron after arriving in the city of Mordor.

"Father, Lord Sauron is an enlightened king, as long as the orcs are willing to go to the city of Modo, they will definitely be able to give the orcs a stable and rich life, and we will no longer have to endure the torment in this barren land."

"Grusa, the human heart is unpredictable, humans are a race that is good at using intrigues, I want to think about all the orc people, let me think about it."

After hearing about Sauron's deeds, the orc leader Neil was a little shaken in his heart, but he was still pressed down by reason, and he didn't dare to gamble on the fate of the orc race.

"Father, if I can, I can arrange a meeting for you and Lord Sauron, so that you can get to know each other."

Neil pondered for a moment, then agreed to Grussa's suggestion.

After hearing that his father was able to meet with Lord Sauron, Grutha finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then carefully took out a magic bag from the magic space, which contained the seeds of his research.

"Father, this is the result of my research over the years, these seeds I call 'corn', their vitality is so tenacious that they can produce food on barren land, although the grain production is a little less, but it can alleviate the food plight of the orc tribe."

The Storm Sword Master looked at the magic bag in front of him in surprise, holding the magic bag in a pair of calloused hands, tears already flashing in his eyes.

Lin Mu ate the rough wheat cake in his mouth, not so much a wheat cake as a 'soil cake', it was too unpalatable, he swallowed it after a few sips of water, and he still had a feeling of wanting to vomit in his stomach.

I looked at the demon soldiers and night elves eating barbecue next to me with envy, but I could only think about it.

At this time, three orcs came over, holding a roasted antelope leg in their hands, standing in front of more than fifty people, and said angrily.

"If any of you can defeat me, give him this leg of lamb to eat."

The eyes of more than fifty people were staring at the fat leg of mutton, and immediately three people jumped out to challenge the three orcs.

The three orcs were silver rank and physically strong, but they looked a little stupid, but in Lin Mu's opinion, these three guys were all pretending to be stupid and deliberately came here to find trouble.

Three of the same silver rank rushed up with their bare hands, trying to knock the orc to the ground.

The three orcs suddenly took out the fine iron hammer from behind them, and the two hammers flew the three of them away, and a smile on their faces showed that they had succeeded in their treacherous scheme.

"You are despicable, you actually use weapons."

"Despicable~"

The low-ranking soldiers who were together immediately cursed, and at the same time picked up the weapons in their hands to fight the three orcs.

Hundreds of orcs suddenly poured out from behind the three orcs, holding weapons in their hands, staring viciously at Lin Mu and everyone else.

All of a sudden, all the people who were scolding shut their mouths.

"Hmph, since you are not convinced, then rely on your ability to come up and fight alone, otherwise you are all bad seeds, and you are not even worthy to eat our orcs' wheat cakes."

"Fight is war, who is afraid of whom~"

"That's it, who's afraid of whom!"

The Terrans who came out of Modo City were also hot-tempered, and all of them poured out at once to challenge the orcs.

Everyone retreated, giving way to the open space of the battle in the middle, and the orcs with war hammers stood in the center of the field, roaring and shouting: "Who is coming? ”

"I'll come."

A silver-ranked sailor with a sailor sword stepped forward first and walked to the center of the field.

This sailor's reputation and popularity are very good, attracting the Terrans next to him to cheer him on.

Lin Mu was not interested in watching the boring game, so he simply stayed in a quiet corner and began to cultivate, now every minute is precious, because of the [Evil Spirit Curse], he needs to increase his attribute points twice in order to reach the strength of others to increase 1 attribute point.

The boatswain's knives in the field struck out and slashed hard, but they were sealed by the orc's war hammer, and then a strong force came, knocking the sailor knife away, and then the war hammer swept away, knocking the sailor out with a single hammer.

The orcs erupted in loud cheers as they mocked all the Terrans in front of them.

Then a second Terran jumped out and was swept out as well.

The momentum of the 50 human races was instantly suppressed, and everyone blushed, and some couldn't help but jump out mockingly, and they were also knocked away by the warhammer a few times.

Orcs are naturally strong, and in the face of countless fights at the same time, they naturally outperform humans of the same level.

Zao Wou-Ki wanted to try it on the field, but when he saw the sailors who were hammered away, they were seriously injured and vomited blood, so he gave up, and besides, he was not a close combat.

The orcs in the field defeated one after another, roared arrogantly, and shouted at the human race in front of them: "Who, who else? Hahahaha... ”

The orcs next to him also roared together, and the momentum was amazing.

Everyone was forced by the momentum of the orcs to retreat one after another, and no one dared to play on the scene.

Everyone also retreated more and more, and they had been cultivating, and Lin Mu, whose body had not moved, actually stood in front.

The orc with the war hammer looked at Lin Mu and yelled, "Are you still unconvinced? ”

Lin Mu slowly opened his eyes, watched the saliva splashing orcs roar at him, looked around suspiciously, and was speechless for a while.

Sorting out his mood, he sighed and said slowly to the orc with the war hammer: "I am particularly unconvinced. ”