Chapter 1109: A Trip to the North (Part II)

The excitement probably can't describe the mood of Caesar XIII right now.

When the orcs drew their weapons and swung them at him, he also felt fear and panic in his heart, but he quickly calmed down.

He was a guest invited by the orc god, and with his research on orc society, the orcs did not dare to kill him, and it was also a kind of welcome ritual for them, which could only be greeted in this way by the bravest warriors.

This may have been suggested by the god of sacrifice, and Caesar XIII did not believe that these orcs, who hated him to the core, would greet him with such rituals.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes slowly opened, even if it was a long distance from where Caesar XIII stood, but after those eyes opened, he instantly noticed the pair of black and white eyes.

Boom!

Suddenly, two explosions sounded almost simultaneously and bombarded the Emperor's ears, and not only him, but also Lille and the three legends who were following him were startled.

However, inside the huge stone building, the fire suddenly lit up, and sparks suddenly appeared from the braziers on the left and right, lighting firewood.

Then, the firewood in the brazier was lit all the way, extending from the 'door' to the 'throne' of the orc god.

This 'temporary temple' is ventilated on three sides, and only one side has a tall, thick stone wall erected, which obscures most of the light.

The weather was not so good today that the light inside the temple was poor, but as the brazier gradually lit up, the whole temple was fully illuminated.

The burly orc god sat on a very rough, unpolished stone throne with his hands folded, wearing only a simple pair of animal skin trousers, naked and covered with all kinds of scars, that was the 'Medal of Glory' that he did not need to proclaim.

From the point of view of human aesthetics, this god is unusually ugly, because he also has several scars on his face, and he also has white paint painted with ancient 'war paints', which reflects his ferocity.

Orcs generally have two fangs in their jaws that are exposed to the air and grow upwards, and the same is true for this god, except that his fangs are long and short, and the short one seems to have been cut off by something, which looks very incongruous.

When the braziers on both sides lit one by one, illuminating the entire temple, a savage aura rushed to his face, almost suffocating Caesar XIII on the spot.

Next to the orc god stood an old orc with a rickety body, this old orc was wearing an ancient animal skin sacrificial robe, his face was also painted with dark blue patterns, and his eyes were as if they were infused with ink, and they were pitch black.

There were only two gods in this temple, but these two gods were more powerful than all the gods Caesar XIII had ever seen combined.

Only then did he react, it turned out that the gods had taken good care of him all along, otherwise he would have felt like he was about to suffocate when he saw them.

Taking a sharp breath and exhaling it slowly, Caesar XIII's eyes flickered a few times and he regained his composure.

"Welcome, Emperor of the Ogordon Empire, Caesar Moro, the thirteenth 'Caesar' of the Ogordon Empire. The orc lord pressed his hands on the armrests, and said with a loud urn.

His voice reverberated throughout the temple, and it seemed that everything in the temple was responding to him.

At the feet of Caesar XIII there was a road paved with animal skins that stretched to the 'throne' of the main god of the orcs.

After hearing the words of the orc god, he hesitated for a moment and walked on this 'path', while Lil and the three legends naturally followed him closely, not leaving an inch.

At this time, the team of the Ogordon Empire also followed, but some of them visibly flinched when they saw the orc main god.

Caesar XIII did not go to the throne after all, because the orc god also stood up from the stone throne and strode up to meet him.

All three legends were wary of the orcs, but instead they were quite relaxed when confronted by the deity.

Like their emperor, they trusted the orc god and believed that he was not trying to trick Caesar XIII into killing him and plunging the Gordon Empire into chaos.

As a deity, even a powerful deity who has struggled with the main god of the human god system for thousands of years, he can gain their trust.

Striding in front of Caesar XIII, the orc god bowed his head and silently met the human emperor.

"Heh!" the orc god suddenly laughed, and immediately sat down cross-legged.

But even when he sat down, he was still able to look at Caesar XIII at eye level.

Then, he stretched out his hand to the ground a little, and several wooden chairs of ancient colors appeared behind Caesar XIII and them, and one of the nobles of the court who came with Caesar XIII was stunned when he saw this scene.

The patterns and patterns of those chairs are indicative of how old they are, and they exude an 'ancient' air to the outside world all the time, but only those who know the goods can roughly tell which era these things come from, and more detailed information may have to go back and look through the classics.

The emperor's face did not change, and he sat down, so that when a table appeared in front of him, his face did not change in the slightest.

"Thirteenth Caesar, end this war!"

Not long after they sat down, the orc lord god blurted out these words.

As soon as he finished speaking, Caesar XIII heard the agitation outside the temple.

Like the soldiers and officers of Olosa, the orcs did not want to end this war, they wanted to continue fighting until one of them was no longer able to fight.

But this war must end—both the Orc Lord God, the God of Light and Caesar XIII, they all thought so.

Even when the Arcane Empire rose, the Ogordon Empire and the Orcs were still unable to let go of their hatred, and it was not until the outbreak of the Great War on the continent of Slo Mendes that they had to join forces against the Arcane Empire.

But even at that time, the human army and the orc tribe were fighting on their own, without any idea of cooperation.

"And, Jean Utser, come out too, I know you're there. ”

Hearing this, Caesar XIII's face changed slightly, because he never knew that the God of Light had appeared here.

Noticing the orc god staring behind him, Caesar XIII also looked back and saw the light of the brazier radiating into the air and twisting behind him.

Little by little, the points of light converged and condensed into a human figure.

The light naturally hung down on the 'Light Man' with brilliant blonde hair and a gentle smile on his face, and 'painted' the appearance of the God of Radiance.

The God of Radiance walked over, took a seat on the chair that had just appeared next to Caesar XIII, smiled at the Orc Lord God, and said, "At your invitation, I am here. ”

The agitation outside the temple was even greater, and this was because of the arrival of the God of Radiance.

Orcs respect the strong and those with a strong will and spirit, and the god of light has both, so even if it is an enemy, the orcs will maintain the respect they deserve for this god.

The orc lord god bowed slightly, then turned his head to look at Caesar XIII, and said in a deep voice: "The emperor of mankind, start negotiating, this war should be over!"

Caesar XIII was obviously a little unresponsive, and although he imagined what would happen during the negotiations, he did not expect the god to be so direct.

Not long after they sat down, they asked to start negotiations......

However, it also suited his wishes!

This war is over, this war is long over.

The Emperor took a deep breath, stretched out his hand back, and said without looking back: "Take all the Entente, it's time to end this war!"