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Turn back in time to before Sigmar arrived in the Valley of the Orcs.

In a hidden forest on the west side of the valley, the ground was raised, and a huge plant broke through the ground, and the buds bloomed layer by layer, revealing the shape of the sad wind, he jumped from the flower, and with a slight click, the mutated huge plant slowly withered and sank into the soil.

He glanced in the direction of the village, his eyes were gentle and affectionate, and finally turned into a touch of firmness.

The forbidden land marked by the king is in the north, and from a dirt slope in the west, you can see the cave palace carved out of the mountain wall, and a long staircase from the bottom to the top is the road to death that leads to the palace, except for the great elder, anyone who dares to trespass on the forbidden land will be brutally killed by the king, and no one will be spared.

The sad wind took a deep breath, mobilized the power of the wind, and swept through the grove in the direction of the forbidden area, occasionally seeing a few clansmen along the way, and he also flashed silently, in the dense forest, it was originally the world of the druids.

Climb the steps and leap up, until you reach the tall stone gate, the stone gate has the vicissitudes of ancient carvings, carved with all kinds of strange beasts, or sphinxes, or humanoid snake tails, all of them are combined with different species, tall, strict, make people shudder.

Sadness Wind's heart jumped suddenly, he knew very little about this king, but the fear of the villagers for the king also imperceptibly affected him, but he thought about it all night, he had already prepared for the worst, and after overcoming the fear in his heart, he said loudly: "King, the half-orcs wept sadly and begged to see. ”

After calling twice, but there was no answer, Sad Wind slowly raised his right hand, and the power of the wind slowly rotated, forming a drill-shaped wind knife that spun faster and faster: "Then, you can only break through." ”

But at this moment, the stone gate rumbled, and slowly opened a crack for only one person to enter and exit.

In the cold and dark hall, rows of standing lamps spontaneously ignited without fire, and the light dispelled the darkness, pointing out the direction for the sad wind, and the cold voice sounded in the hall: "You came, much earlier than I imagined." Was it the nosy necromancer who instigated it? Young people are naïve and short-sighted, and like to drive their actions with boring enthusiasm and a so-called sense of justice, and when you and he learn the truth of the matter, you will know how wrong you are. ”

The lamp was lit one after another, and without waiting for the sad wind to ask, the voice said: "Since you are here, that necromancer imp will probably start to act, and time waits for no one." Follow the direction of the lights, come to me, and you'll get all the answers. Hell, it's going to take at least three years before Project Bloodblade is fully launched......"

The mysterious man's series of words to himself aroused the curiosity of the sad wind, and he didn't care to ask, but ran forward quickly, passing through the side hall, the road was steeply downward, he should be in the belly of the mountain at the moment, and marched in the direction of the underground.

Stone doors kept opening.

Walk through the cloisters and caves.

When the last stone door opened, his eyes lit up, and a huge square appeared in front of him.

There was no open flame here, only rows of green fluorescent glass pillars neatly arranged, which seemed to be filled with some kind of liquid, and something was suspended, Sad Wind walked in curiously, and when he saw what it was, his pupils suddenly narrowed, he took two steps back, his face turned pale, and muttered: "This ...... This ......"

Inside the pillar of glass, a monster with a lizard's head was suspended.

He was crazy and ran back and forth between the rows of culture media, all kinds of strange "splicing monsters" appeared in front of him, human beast heads, beast body human heads, and even terrible monsters spliced together from various parts of several animals, he had heard Sigma's conjecture about the origin of the half-orcs, but he still didn't believe that anyone would be so mad, until now, the terrifying truth almost destroyed his reason in an instant, this must be the dirtiest place in the world.

His eyes were red, perhaps because of anger, his body turned hot, as if an inexhaustible force was pouring out, and he roared, "Who are you! Come out for me! Come out for me! ”

"You look angry? For these people not to be ghosts? I can sue you that it is not necessary. The human beings here who are real yàn materials are all villains who have committed great crimes, and if they are sentenced, it is not an exaggeration to cut them with a thousand knives, and it is their honor to let them serve as real yàn materials, because their sacrifice will save countless innocent human beings, as for those animals? You are a human being, what does it matter to you whether you live or die a foreign race? Are you pitying them? The voice was close at hand, with a bit of banter, "It seems that those sanctimonious hypocrites have brainwashed you thoroughly." ”

"This voice is ......" Sad Wind turned back suddenly, "You are the Juventus elder!" Aren't you new to the Holy Stage, and you want to concentrate on retreat and consolidation? So you're ......"

He then went berserk: "Why are you doing this? Have you forgotten the druid's creed? This is a grave sin of blasphemy against life! Will be punished by the Father! ”

"Why?" Juventus was silent for a while, then said slowly, "In order to survive." ”

"This matter is only known to a few people, it doesn't hurt to sue you at this time, as short as ten years, as long as twenty years, Nolen 6 will face an unprecedented catastrophe, the earth will collapse, the sea will hang upside down, the sky will collapse, the powerful invaders will destroy us, countless innocent beings will die, in order to protect the race, there will definitely be an unprecedented bitter battle, we need a strong, brave and loyal, large number of cannon fodder regiments, to assist us in preserving the race, all-out war......" Juventus said slowly, "Originally, the ideal members of this army were the Northland orcs with almost endless fecundity, but many years ago, their legendary leader Conan carved an unyielding brand on the soul of the entire orc at the cost of his own life, although this brand is always a plate of scattered sand and cannot be unified by a powerful king, but it also ensures that the orcs will never be enslaved by anyone......"

"So you created orcs, blasphemed them, enslaved them, and eventually let them die?" Sadness kept shaking his head and muttered, "They are also lives, lives that can cry and laugh, I don't agree with this kind of thing......"

Juventus sneered: "Put away your childish pity, that future war is about to arise, its tragic process is far beyond the limit of what you and I can imagine, we firmly believe that our cause is just, for the continuation of mankind, even the other races of Noren are all dead, we won't even blink an eye, what is the mass production of cheap monsters like orcs!" Our sole purpose in creating them is to fight for us, and as long as the death of a hundred orcs can be exchanged for the survival of a human, it will be earned! ”

"You ...... Could it be that this is really a decision made by the masters? The entire Faculty of Nature is involved in this program? "Sadness's body is shaking, and if he gets a positive answer from Juventus, he may go crazy.

"Of course not, the hypocrites still adhere to the so-called bottom line, and they will only prepare for war together, so let us do this dirty work, and in the end, it is we who save mankind after all." Juventus' smile was a little weird, "Remember, our organization is called the 'Temple', we are a group of martyrs who do not hesitate to get their hands dirty for the future of humanity, and you are about to become one of us......"

Sad Wind instinctively felt bad and flew back quickly, since the mastermind behind the scenes was not the Academy of Nature, then......

"I've told you about this kind of thing, can you still run away?" Juventus flashed up, "It's been almost twenty years since I cultivated you to arrange for you to enter the Academy of Nature, and the dragon factor in your body has also reached the verge of awakening, after awakening your half-blood dragon vein, I will take you back to the 'temple' to sleep for three years, after three years, your strength will reach the limit, and at the same time, you will establish a top-down spiritual connection with all the orcs, and you will be crowned king and become the supreme commander who leads the half-orcs in battle!" ”

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PS1: Hoo ...... is still inexperienced, and he is in a hurry to come out of the plot, but the rhythm is unbalanced, and it doesn't look good. But now, I can only try to write the last paragraph of the plot of this volume, and then return to the relaxed style at the beginning, and then slowly draw it. Everyone, I'm sorry, I don't have much experience in writing the main station, so I can only cross the river by feeling the stones, please understand.

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