Zhang Yan didn't speak, Xiao Yue Rugou is a mid-level awakener, and Hell Fire Island has made an unimaginable breakthrough, if the charm class is not stimulated by Xiao Shakyamuni, I'm afraid that a single PK may not be an opponent.

"But, you guy, even killed Aisha, the Wailing Queen, that is an existence that can't be reached at all, I'm really scared." The metamorphosis deliberately showed a very frightened expression.

"So you're holding back?" Zhang Yan asked.

Metamorphosis laughed, looked at Zhang Yan seriously, and said: "It's not that I retreated, but in the camp of the Wailing Banshee, I got a branch mission, I feel that this is my opportunity, I want to do it." ”

"It seems that you have thought it through, but I don't know what kind of task will make you feel so embarrassed, but I support you and wait for you to come back."

Metamorphosis is a confident madman, but after coming back this time, he has changed a lot, and he has become a little taciturn, which is the pressure brought by the gap in strength, and Metamorphosis chose to complete the branch task alone, and Zhang Yan supported it in his heart.

The most important thing is that when the transformation mentions the task, his eyes emit a light like a wolf, and Zhang Yan knows that this kind of task is probably no less cruel than an advanced task, and it is difficult to complete.

"Crazy, I'll wait for you to come back and treat you." Zhang Yan joked loudly, and said with a hearty smile: "Head, when I come back, we will destroy the Phoenix family together." ”

After the war, the orc family recovered quickly, and many tribes chose to stay here, and some fierce primitive orcs began to reorganize their armies under the orders of Savoy.

Kuban saw Zhang Yan coming over and asked, "The mage tower of the Wailing Clan has been demolished by themselves, even if it is a new one, it is okay to wait for the new Wailing Queen to appear." ”

"Brother Kuban, I'm not here for the matter of the Mage Tower, I'm not interested in the cultural inheritance of the Wailing Clan."

Zhang Yan said directly: "I want to learn to be proficient in heavy weapons." ”

Kuban pondered for a moment and said: "Brother, your strength has surpassed mine now, and I can't guide you in mastery of heavy weapons." ”

Zhang Yan's brows furrowed slightly, the heavy weapon is proficient in Zhang Yan's countless skill points, and now the level is only level three, if the strong person points out, not only can the power be greatly improved, but the skill points can be saved a lot.

Even some full-level skills can change and increase their power if they are guided by the original powerhouse.

Cuban thought for a moment and said, "In this way, you will come to me, and I will take you somewhere." ”

Zhang Yan and Kuban rode the wolf warrior out of the imperial capital directly to a high mountain in the distance.

Three hours later, the two men were already standing halfway up the mountain.

The mountain is not high, bare, and in some places very treacherous, and the huge rocks are like fangs in the mouths of orcs, piercing out, making it difficult to climb, and birds are reluctant to build nests here.

But now there is a temple in front of Zhang Yan's eyes, although it has collapsed half, but it still gives people a feeling full of desolation and majesty, there are more than a dozen broken stone pillars in front of the temple, which are carved with some pictures of orc life and hunting, in front of the temple is a small altar full of loess, even if it has passed for a long time, you can still see the red blood stains on it.

Kuban reverently bowed a few times in front of the temple gate, and the oldest orc language was hidden at the bottom.

Ban Yan stood up and said to Zhang Yan: "This is the former temple of our orc race, when the Chaos Continent was stripped out of the dark land, our orc race formed a new empire, so this place is gradually deserted. ”

Zhang Yan bowed to the ruined temple, with his current level, he didn't have to do this, but Zhang Yan still showed his respect for the orc race, a race with a heritage older than the human race.

Cuban took out a few demonic beasts from the ring, directly tore off the head, and poured blood on the ground, and the red blood slowly formed a complicated pattern on the ground.

"Although this place has been deserted, as long as there are enough sacrifices, it can still exert a little effect." Kuban blushed a little and said: "Brother, you are not from our clan after all, and you can't enter the Land of Inheritance without the approval of the Beast Emperor Farar, so you can only use this method." ”

Where does Zhang Yan disagree, this opportunity to obtain the inheritance of the orcs may not be obtained at all without completing an abyss-level task, and it is also the relationship between him and Kuban that has reached the legend that he has obtained such an opportunity.

"Use this as a sacrifice." Zhang Yan took out half of Aisha's body, the wailing queen.

"Okay, with this as a sacrifice, the success rate clan will at least wait for one level to improve." Kuban began to dance rhythmically around the altar, raising his hands or singing, slowly resonating with his surroundings.

Light began to shine from the top of the sacrifice, which was the strength of the best grade itself, and it was slowly absorbed by the altar.

Kuban danced more and more wildly, and a yellow light shot out from the temple, enveloping Zhang Yan.

"Killing ......" Countless orcs are fighting with weapons, including the Scorpion Girl, the Sky Ugly Clan, the Barbarians, and even the Demon with Black Wings.

All races are torn apart, just for the sake of their own race's survival area.

Strong people are constantly dying, and the sky is turning red.

Roar! An orc more than five meters tall appeared in Zhang Yan's field of vision, with green skin, chapped like a desert lizard, a long head, yellow teeth spit out of his lips, his body was slightly rickety, his eyes looked around, and there was a creepy feeling of being bitten in his mouth.

This is a powerful orc, very different from the current orc, the breath is similar to today's wild orcs who have not given birth to spiritual intelligence, with the most primitive wildness, like a long-hungry monster.

The orc held a thick iron rod in both hands, and ran quickly, a few points faster than the speed of the Wailing Queen's flight, and suddenly the rickety body squatted slightly, and then roared and jumped, and the big stick smashed hard.

A demon that had just torn apart the Heavenly Ugly Clan was smashed into a blood mist before he could react, leaving only the huge corpse to shake a few times, and his body was wiped out.

Then the orc turned around, and the stick deftly hit a steel fork, and provoked it, and a monster with the head of a goat was thrown aside, and the orc jumped over, and the spirit of the stick was destroyed.

Zhang Yan was relaxed and happy after watching it these few times, this powerful fighting instinct, Zhang Yan's perspective always followed this orc's body, following his pace to fight.

The demon could not resist, and the barbarian was torn apart by life, until he met a purgatory devil and had a shocking battle, until the devil died, the orc staggered and dragged the long stick, still walking towards the battlefield.

This is an invincible existence, it was difficult to have an opponent back then, and the ten thousand races that were killed were shocked.

Zhang Yan vaguely remembered that Kuban had mentioned that there had been three gods of war among the orc clans, which frightened all the clans and made the orcs occupy hundreds of planes and prosper.

This is a piece of history, a glorious history of orcs, but Zhang Yan pays more attention to combat skills.

Inherited from actual combat, such an image is incomparably precious, no wonder it can only be seen with sacrifices.

Zhang Yan, who is proficient in heavy weapons, has mastered it unconsciously, but now he is still like a college entrance examination candidate studying and absorbing frantically.

This god of war's skills are almost like the Tao, and every time he makes a move, he looks shoddy, but he is fierce, fast, and directly makes people unable to dodge, and even closes his eyes and waits for death.

Zhang Yan tried his best to comprehend with his divine thoughts, and used his mind to capture the law that occasionally flashed, this is the law comprehended by the orc god of war, Zhang Yan seems to be able to assimilate and withstand his breath, which is equivalent to accepting his inheritance.

Zhang Yan's skin suddenly twisted and shook, as if he was shouting at the same time, and the kind of understanding of the strength of the force was like a tide washing over his body, and each of the musculoskeletal pieces was mobilizing, and each piece was operating independently.

As long as he can withstand this kind of transformation, Zhang Yan's strength will have a big leap, just like the storm knight Cang in the blue wolf family.

……

This scene is 100,000 years ago when the orc race competed for territory with all races in the dark land, following the footsteps of the war king, Zhang Yan felt an indescribable tragedy.

The orcs will not produce, the living environment is harsh, for the continuation of the race, they can only fight, fight for their own race, and this is how the orcs have bred from the conquest from generation to generation.

It was from this battle that the orcs had their own king, and thus began to become powerful.

This is the inheritance, and it is more important than any inheritance.

The picture froze, shattering, like a piece of glass being smashed from the air, turning into a rain of light, and finally forming a purple light spar that drilled into Zhang Yan's eyebrows.

This is the inheritance, the oldest inheritance, and if it is recognized, it can be reaped in a sense of gain.

The already decaying altar suddenly collapsed before Kuban's eyes, and a trace of desolation disappeared into the air, and then several standing stone pillars were blown by the wind and flew all over the sky like yellow sand.

Legacy – Courage!

Kuban looked at Zhang Yan carefully, Zhang Yan's body is considered tall in the human race, but it is still a little smaller than the burly Kuban, Kuban asked with concern: "Brother, have you succeeded?" ”

"It worked, but it needs to be consolidated. Looks like I'm going to be living here for a while. ”

Kuban laughed and was happy, he had already calculated that he was going to have a few good fights with Zhang Yan, Zhang Yan's experience in the battle made Kuban feel bright, even if Zhang Yan was leaving, he had to find a way to stay.

The charm class watched Zhang Yan come back, and immediately shouted: "Boss, aren't you a turned orc, how can I feel that the smell on your body seems to have changed." ”

"When did your nose become so sensitive?" Zhang Yan is funny.

"By the way, I'm going to retreat for a few days, if you don't want to do the task, you can practice with Kuban more." Zhang Yan reminded, "Do you know Lu Dao, when I met Kuban just now, his level was not even level eighty, and now he is level 153." ”

Charismatic class's eyes lit up, and he turned and asked, "Boss, do you think that the Kuban commander may become a big man among the orcs?" ”