"Vengeance must be done by yourself, I am only giving you the guidance and light of the gods, and praise the goddess of light, Mary!" Lu Zhiyu led Akhnaton and walked outside.

Ahnaton said dissatisfiedly: "Why don't the gods kill those evil werewolves, why do you watch them kill my parents and people, can such gods be called gods?" ”

Lu Zhiyu turned his head and looked at Ahnaton: "What do you think the gods are?" Slave of your house? The gods have given you life, given you wisdom, given you great power, and given you the rich countryside and the whole world, should they still pay attention to your life at all times? Fulfill all your desires and requirements? You guys are so greedy! ”

Akhnaton was speechless, and Lu Zhiyu continued: "The gods have given you everything, and they have given you hope and a future, but fate is in your hands, and where fate goes, everything is your own choice!" ”

Lu Zhiyu walked up to Akhnaton and aimed his delicate mask at Akhnaton's eyes: "Akhnaton, the gods are fair, you and the orcs, as well as everything in this world, are the children of the gods, and the gods have created everything, but they have put the power of fate in your own hands, the gods are not responsible for your fate, your own fate, you are responsible for yourself, remember, fate is in the hands of you!" ”

Ahnaton asked the landed fish, "So what did the gods send you for?" Who are you? ”

Lu Zhiyu immediately said: "I am the archangel Pharos under the seat of the goddess of light, Maria, and my duty is to be responsible for balancing the laws of the world, and if the trajectory of fate continues, the human race will be wiped out by the orc race, so I came here to hope that you can take on the responsibility of unifying the human race, resisting the orc invasion, and becoming the king of the human race!" ”

"Of course, the choice is yours!"

Ahnaton looked at the fish of the land, then at the burning home, and at the corpses everywhere, and his eyes swelled with hatred, as if he saw thousands of people wailing under the butcher's knives of the orcs.

"No, don't do this, our human race will not perish!"

Ahnaton looked at the land fish: "Archangel Pharos, I promise you, I agree, what do you need me to do?" ”

Lu Zhiyu shook his head: "I don't need you to do anything, but I need you to be strong, you are too weak now!" ”

Ahnaton immediately asked, "Is it a great force?" Like my Abba? Mastered the power of the gods! ”

Lu Zhiyu shook his head: "The power of one person, no matter how strong it is, cannot withstand thousands of troops, and thousands of troops and horses must also succumb to order, powerful, not only by force, I hope that you can bring civilization and order to mankind, that is the spark of hope!" ”

Ahnaton was puzzled: "Civilization and order? ”

Lu Zhiyu stretched out his hand and grabbed Akhnaton, one large and one small two figures walked in the direction of the rising sun of the king, the staff in Lu Zhiyu's hand immediately flickered, and he saw that the two of them seemed to have crossed an invisible barrier, reaching into the distance.

At this time in the north, the weather was already very cold, and Lu Zhiyu threw a cloak to Akhnaton, who hurriedly put it on his body for a while, but his eyes were fixed on the majestic city at the end of the sky: "What is that?" ”

Lu Zhiyu said: "The royal city of the orcs, the royal city of Sakya, he has been washed by more than two hundred years, after twelve generations of kings, all the clans fought and fought, and laid the foundation of his royal city, more than two hundred years of continuous expansion and repair, and finally there is this royal city you see in front of you!" ”

Ahnaton showed a shocked and yearning look in his eyes: "City? Will we Terrans have it too? ”

Lu Zhiyu immediately said: "Of course, you will be the first generation of human kings, you will lead mankind to the era of city-states, ignite the fire of civilization, and after thousands of years, your name will be passed down in ancient myths and imprinted in the memory of the entire human race!" ”

"Follow me!"

Lu Zhiyu walked forward again, Akhnaton followed Lu Zhiyu's pace closely, the two of them flickered, and immediately appeared in the corner above the head of the Sakya royal city, this magnificent city built of stone, high above, overlooking all directions, in the royal city, a large number of pedestrians walking, soldiers with weapons, civilians wearing simple clothes, their clothes are very simple, basically a few pieces of cloth around the body, only noble nobles, can have gorgeous animal skin tanned clothing.

Classes have been born among them, and there is a distribution of duties, there are merchants, nobles, commoners, farmers, hunters, soldiers, craftsmen, and so on, and the craftsmen have built magnificent buildings, and the hands of the soldiers have sharp bronze swords, and everyone wears clothes that are extremely beautiful in the eyes of Ahnadon, clean and tidy, and there are not only wolves in the city, but also tigers, lions, dogs, and other races.

The whole city, there is no end in sight, the streets are towering, as if there are countless people living in it, Akhnaton feels very shocked, people's yearning for the development of civilization comes from the bones, at this time, the soldiers at the head of the city, finally found the land fish and Akhnaton.

"What are you, what do you do? How did you get to the city walls! ”

With a shout, a large number of soldiers surrounded him, watching a large number of spears aimed at him, rushing towards him, Ahnaton trembled with fright, Lu Zhiyu's face with a mask turned around, and with a wave of his hand, the two of them disappeared without a trace, which is why Lu Zhiyu made a magic staff, burning the guidance circle of the dimensional gate on it, which can face any emergency situation at any time.

"This is the writing and language of the orcs, called the Sophok language, the writing and language, which brought communication and culture to the orcs, which is the foundation of civilization!"

The two people wore cloaks, standing under the tall statue of the beastmaster, looking at the dense text on it that recorded the great achievements of the beastmaster, Lu Zhiyu said to Akhnaton, Akhnaton seemed to understand or not, but Lu Zhiyu knew that he had already memorized it deeply in his head.

Lu Zhiyu went to take Akhnaton next, and saw the market in the city, the lively market and the sound of selling, which made the young Akhnaton extremely interested, all kinds of rare things from the entire orc civilization in the north, all gathered here, wealth and merchants, money and currency, Lu Zhiyu told Akhnadon to listen.

"Gold? What is Gold? Ahnaton asked.

Lu Zhiyu's hand flickered, and an orc's golden shell appeared in Lu Zhiyu's hand: "This is the orc's currency, give it to you, leave it for you as a souvenir!" ”