"Your Majesty, why did you surrender to the human race?!"

The sacrificial god of the orcs stood silently aside, watching all this with cold eyes.

At the foot of the stone steps, the angry patriarchs roared at their gods, and even though their words were still full of respect, anyone could feel their anger.

A few days ago, when the orc god chose to spread the news, the patriarchs of these tribes rushed to this 'sacrificial place' that they only came to every three years when they performed a great sacrifice.

In this vast grassland, this is one of the few places with 'buildings'.

From day one, one, two, three...... Days passed, and until now, the patriarchs of nine tribes had stood at the foot of the stone steps, raised their unyielding heads, and let out an angry roar at their gods.

Just as they were planning another war and plundering the human goods, the Orc Lord God told them the news and demanded that they obey his orders, which made them deeply feel what it means to be 'betrayal'!

Their god betrayed them, and just when they wanted to go to war with humanity again, their god betrayed them!

They once blindly believed that their god would lead them to victory over humanity, because no matter how many times they fell, their god would lead them to get back up again and again, and be on par with humanity.

But now, their god was the first to surrender to mankind, and he didn't ask them for their opinion!

It made them feel the anger of their renunciation, so they went to great lengths to get here—even if there were many who were indifferent, even if there were many who were waiting to see what was happening, but they just wanted an answer from their gods.

It's not that they can't stand to be below humans, after all, it's not a matter of once or twice, even in the history they know, there have been several times when they have been defeated by humans, but each time they have risen again.

Defeat is only temporary, as long as their gods do not choose to retreat, they do not lose courage, then the war will never end, they will never really lose!

"No more dead people......"

Sitting on the same huge stone quaint throne, the orc lord god replied flatly, this was the first time in the past few days that he had opened his mouth to answer the questions of the patriarchs.

The patriarchs were stunned for a moment, and then pressed this person's no, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, we are not afraid of death!"

"Stick guy is not afraid of death!"

"Those who are afraid of dying are not good cubs!"

"I don't care how many warriors die!" Huo Ran, the orc main god, stood up, glared angrily, and roared angrily, "But the old guy and the little cub can't die anymore! If we die again, no one remembers history, no one inherits the clan, so how can we survive?!"

As soon as the words fell, before the patriarchs could come to their senses, he raised his hand and pointed at them again, "Look at who else besides you? Who else has come here to question my decision?!"

This sentence completely broke the psychological defenses of the patriarchs, and they looked around blankly, but the surrounding area was vast and desolate, the black land was exposed to the air, and the pungent smell of blood and sweat mixed together, rushing straight to their nostrils.

But they were already familiar with the taste, so they didn't feel anything out of the ordinary.

However, it wasn't this that really made them despair, but that there was no one else standing on the land.

The breeze swept across the prairie on their cheeks, and a sense of loss welled up in their hearts.

There are hundreds of tribes in this prairie, but apart from a few of them, no other tribe patriarch has come here, maybe some people are still on the way, but in the end there should not be too many people here.

Maybe...... Now among the orcs, they are the only outliers, and the people of the other tribes may have wanted to end this war for a long time.

The orc lord sat down again, his tired body leaned on the backrest, and let out a sigh: "Go back, the war is over...... No one will be their slaves, but we have already lost. ”

The patriarchs who had come to question the gods left in despair, and only the gods of sacrifice and the main gods of the orcs were left in this 'place of sacrifice'.

"Your Majesty, have you seen it already?" the god of sacrifice asked knowingly in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, I've seen ......it," the orc lord closed his eyes in pain, his heart was more painful and tormented than those patriarchs, "If I hadn't seen it, I wouldn't have thrown in the towel." ”

The civilization of order has burst into a spark of wisdom, and the industrial revolution is prevalent in the land of the human empire, and many people and even gods may not see such a 'future', but the orc lord god and his deputy have seen it.

The god of sacrifice, who had been watching the land, was the first to discover this phenomenon and told the orc god, and then the orc god had the idea of 'admitting defeat'.

When they saw those scenes, they knew they had lost.

It is impossible for the orcs to completely swallow up the Gordon Empire with the development of the magic energy technology, even with the current strength of the orcs, they can't do it, at most they can only eat the northern front of the Gordon Empire, but after that, the humans will resist hard and keep them out.

Perhaps the individual strength of the orcs is so strong that an average adult orc can fight a well-trained knight.

Moreover, the reproductive ability of orcs is not inferior to that of humans, second only to goblins, such a powerful race may really be able to compete with humans in the past, but after the ideological trend of 'magic energy machine' spreads, they will no longer have a chance.

Due to the strength of the individual, no one among the orcs is subordinate, and there has never been a unified country.

In the eyes of the former orc gods, 'fighting' is simply a talent given to orcs by the world, and orcs can use this talent to defeat other races and rule the whole world.

So he never stopped the wars and conquests between the orc tribes, even if it was extremely barbaric in the eyes of humans and elves, but this was one of the reasons why orcs were able to have such a strong fighting power.

Blood and death forged his throne and gave him the power to fight the Radiant God, so he never stopped the orcs from doing so.

But he was wrong...... And again, it couldn't be more wrong!

Judging from past experience, as long as the Sloe Mendes Continent can never jump out of the circle of 'reincarnation', then the orcs will be able to compete with other races for the status of the continent's hegemon with their own strength.

However, if this hypothesis fails and humans jump out of it, they risk losing ugly......

He had never imagined anything like this before that.

The orcs lost, and they lost ugly, they didn't resist desperately until the last moment, they didn't shed all the blood of the orcs, and they just threw in the towel.

But the orc god is really afraid, afraid that the 'orc' race will disappear into the continent of Slo Mendes.

He had known for a long time that the other worlds also had their distant relatives, but if they left the continent of Sloe Mendes, what would they have left?

The death of the old man represents the loss of history, the death of the young child, the loss of hope for the race, no matter what, he must stop this kind of thing from continuing, he must stop this trend!

Orcs can be below humans, but orcs can't perish, this is the bottom line in his heart.

As long as the war is over, as the orc god of war, he may no longer have faith, and he will be abandoned by the orcs as a man who has betrayed the orc tradition.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the 'orc' race can continue, then it will all be worth it.

This is the only thing he, as the 'Lord God', can do for them – even if they don't understand it!