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It is the place where the gods worshipped by the Grey Orcs are located, and it is also the place where their souls are refuted.

When the Grey Orcs first came to this world, they faced an endless array of attacks, with a huge number of monsters attacking them at every moment. And the first generation of gray orcs had nothing to rely on except for their proud physique and martial arts.

I don't know how many people died, I don't know how much sacrifice they paid, and finally one day, the gray orcs established themselves on this planet. And their first home is the holy peak hidden above the clouds.

It was cold on the Holy Peak, there was no food, and many gray orcs froze and starved to death here, but they still chose this place as a place to stay, and finally it simply became the original home of the gray orcs.

The reason why they chose such a high place as their home was not for any other reason, but simply because the density of monsters here was very rare.

That's right, in order to avoid the monsters, the gray orcs starved and took the first step of civilization on the top of this mountain.

Then, after an unknown number of years, because of the long life on the high mountain where the clouds can be trampled under the feet, a young shaman suddenly had an epiphany! It was during the morning meditation every day that I realized the power of the earth in the priesthood of the orcs.

Then, the word "shaman" has an additional layer of "power" in addition to power.

Because of the selfless sharing of this legendary shaman, the gray orcs finally created another way of thinking, and introduced another power into the entire orc society.

Since then, the civilization of the gray orcs has ushered in the first frenzy of development, in addition to the earth, the young shamans have comprehended the power of wind fury and lightning, and then have inscribed what they have learned on the backs of the strongest orc warriors, and the totem warriors have been born.

As the power of the gray orcs became greater and greater, they gradually began to be dissatisfied with the holy peak and the bitter cold land around it, and the increasing population began to make the gray orcs full of pioneering desire.

The rest of the story was tunneled, and the entire planet was brought under the control of the Grey Orcs until ......

…… The gray mist awakens.

"But that's another piece of history."

In the sacred temple, an old orc covered in dirt gently closed the long animal skin scroll, smiled and patted the gray orc young man who was kneeling obediently in front of him, signaling that he could get up.

"Thanks to the teachings of the Great Prophet, I went down first." The young gray orc threw his hands on the ground, and kowtowed respectfully with his head against the back of his hand.

"Hmm." The old orc nodded slightly, and watched the young man respectfully retreat to the door of the main hall, and then turned around and walked away.

“…… Time ......"

The direction in which the old orc and the young orc disappeared was silent for a long time, and finally turned into a sigh: "...... I don't know if you have enough time to grow up......"

Snowflakes rose from outside the temple, and gusts of cold wind swept in flakes from between the towering stone pillars, landing on the old orc's head, body, and the floor beside him. But even so, the old orc only hid the scroll in his arms, but he didn't care about the snowflakes falling on his body, just stared at the flying ice and snow and pondered quietly.

……

"It's snowing." Chen Yin stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake, and his good eyesight allowed him to clearly see the intricate and beautiful structure of the snowflake, and then at the temperature of the palm of his hand, the snowflake turned into water again.

At this time, Chen Yin and the three of them had already thrown away the heavy camouflage net and changed into thick white clothes.

Here, the snow line has been crossed, the grass under your feet has turned into a thick layer of snow, your boots make a "creaking" sound when you step on it, and the surrounding taiga is covered with thick snow, and each one looks like a Christmas tree.

"Speaking of which, in my world, it's almost Christmas." Chen Yin quietly watched the snowflakes in his palms melt away, and suddenly said the above sentence without an end.

"What kind of egg is leftover? Is it OK to eat? Are there any tomato scrambled eggs that are delicious? Vittoria was stunned, she had never heard of any "leftover egg festival", obviously it was a festival held in Chen Yin's hometown to celebrate "leftover eggs", right?

“…… I don't want to talk. Chen Yin rolled his eyes.

"What's wrong? Did I say something? Vittoria blinked, completely unaware of what she had said wrong.

"Leftovers are not leftovers...... It means the birth of a saint. Chen Yin reluctantly explained, "You can understand that the whole world celebrates His Majesty's birthday together. ”

"That's right!" Vittoria suddenly said excitedly, "Why didn't I expect such a good festival!" We're also going to have a leftover egg festival to celebrate His Holiness the Pope's birthday! ”

"......" Chen Yin felt that he was completely different from Vittoria's thinking.

"Shhhh......h

Two two-headed Chimeras flew through the sky.

Faintly, you can still see that the two Chimera seem to be dragging something behind them, and they look like saddles.

"Chimera Knight?" Vittoria muttered to herself, "How strange, what about their knights?" Why is it gone? ”

"Because we're here."

Suddenly, a stiff lingua franca sounded behind everyone.

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Legend has it that on the highest peak of the Holy Land, there is a majestic temple.

It is the place where the gods worshipped by the Grey Orcs are located, and it is also the place where their souls are refuted.

When the Grey Orcs first came to this world, they faced an endless array of attacks, with a huge number of monsters attacking them at every moment. And the first generation of gray orcs had nothing to rely on except for their proud physique and martial arts.

I don't know how many people died, I don't know how much sacrifice they paid, and finally one day, the gray orcs established themselves on this planet. And their first home is the holy peak hidden above the clouds.

It was cold on the Holy Peak, there was no food, and many gray orcs froze and starved to death here, but they still chose this place as a place to stay, and finally it simply became the original home of the gray orcs.

The reason why they chose such a high place as their home was not for any other reason, but simply because the density of monsters here was very rare.

That's right, in order to avoid the monsters, the gray orcs starved and took the first step of civilization on the top of this mountain.

Then, after an unknown number of years, because of the long life on the high mountain where the clouds can be trampled under the feet, a young shaman suddenly had an epiphany! It was during the morning meditation every day that I realized the power of the earth in the priesthood of the orcs.

Then, the word "shaman" has an additional layer of "power" in addition to power.

Because of the selfless sharing of this legendary shaman, the gray orcs finally created another way of thinking, and introduced another power into the entire orc society.

Since then, the civilization of the gray orcs has ushered in the first frenzy of development, in addition to the earth, the young shamans have comprehended the power of wind fury and lightning, and then have inscribed what they have learned on the backs of the strongest orc warriors, and the totem warriors have been born.

As the power of the gray orcs became greater and greater, they gradually began to be dissatisfied with the holy peak and the bitter cold land around it, and the increasing population began to make the gray orcs full of pioneering desire.

The rest of the story was tunneled, and the entire planet was brought under the control of the Grey Orcs until ......

…… The gray mist awakens.

"But that's another piece of history."

In the sacred temple, an old orc covered in dirt gently closed the long animal skin scroll, smiled and patted the gray orc young man who was kneeling obediently in front of him, signaling that he could get up.

"Thanks to the teachings of the Great Prophet, I went down first." The young gray orc threw his hands on the ground, and kowtowed respectfully with his head against the back of his hand.

"Hmm." The old orc nodded slightly, and watched the young man respectfully retreat to the door of the main hall, and then turned around and walked away.

“…… Time ......"

The direction in which the old orc and the young orc disappeared was silent for a long time, and finally turned into a sigh: "...... I don't know if you have enough time to grow up......"

Snowflakes rose from outside the temple, and gusts of cold wind swept in flakes from between the towering stone pillars, landing on the old orc's head, body, and the floor beside him. But even so, the old orc only hid the scroll in his arms, but he didn't care about the snowflakes falling on his body, just stared at the flying ice and snow and pondered quietly.

……

"It's snowing." Chen Yin stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake, and his good eyesight allowed him to clearly see the intricate and beautiful structure of the snowflake, and then at the temperature of the palm of his hand, the snowflake turned into water again.

At this time, Chen Yin and the three of them had already thrown away the heavy camouflage net and changed into thick white clothes.

Here, the snow line has been crossed, the grass under your feet has turned into a thick layer of snow, your boots make a "creaking" sound when you step on it, and the surrounding taiga is covered with thick snow, and each one looks like a Christmas tree.

"Speaking of which, in my world, it's almost Christmas." Chen Yin quietly watched the snowflakes in his palms melt away, and suddenly said the above sentence without an end.

"What kind of egg is leftover? Is it OK to eat? Are there any tomato scrambled eggs that are delicious? Vittoria was stunned, she had never heard of any "leftover egg festival", obviously it was a festival held in Chen Yin's hometown to celebrate "leftover eggs", right?

“…… I don't want to talk. Chen Yin rolled his eyes.

"What's wrong? Did I say something? Vittoria blinked, completely unaware of what she had said wrong.

"Leftovers are not leftovers...... It means the birth of a saint. Chen Yin reluctantly explained, "You can understand that the whole world celebrates His Majesty's birthday together. ”

"That's right!" Vittoria suddenly said excitedly, "Why didn't I expect such a good festival!" We're also going to have a leftover egg festival to celebrate His Holiness the Pope's birthday! ”

"......" Chen Yin felt that he was completely different from Vittoria's thinking.

"Shhhh......h

Two two-headed Chimeras flew through the sky.

Faintly, you can still see that the two Chimera seem to be dragging something behind them, and they look like saddles.

"Chimera Knight?" Vittoria muttered to herself, "How strange, what about their knights?" Why is it gone? ”

"Because we're here."

Suddenly, a stiff lingua franca sounded behind everyone.

up, next to the floor. But even so, the old orc only hid the scroll in his arms, but he didn't care about the snowflakes falling on his body, just stared at the flying ice and snow and pondered quietly.

……

"It's snowing." Chen Yin stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake, and his good eyesight allowed him to clearly see the intricate and beautiful structure of the snowflake, and then at the temperature of the palm of his hand, the snowflake turned into water again.

At this time, Chen Yin and the three of them had already thrown away the heavy camouflage net and changed into thick white clothes.

Here, the snow line has been crossed, the grass under your feet has turned into a thick layer of snow, your boots make a "creaking" sound when you step on it, and the surrounding taiga is covered with thick snow, and each one looks like a Christmas tree.

"Speaking of which, in my world, it's almost Christmas." Chen Yin quietly watched the snowflakes in his palms melt away, and suddenly said the above sentence without an end.

"What kind of egg is leftover? Is it OK to eat? Are there any tomato scrambled eggs that are delicious? Vittoria was stunned, she had never heard of any "leftover egg festival", obviously it was a festival held in Chen Yin's hometown to celebrate "leftover eggs", right?

“…… I don't want to talk. Chen Yin rolled his eyes.

"What's wrong? Did I say something? Vittoria blinked, completely unaware of what she had said wrong.

"Leftovers are not leftovers...... It means the birth of a saint. Chen Yin reluctantly explained, "You can understand that the whole world celebrates His Majesty's birthday together. ”

"That's right!" Vittoria suddenly said excitedly, "Why didn't I expect such a good festival!" We're also going to have a leftover egg festival to celebrate His Holiness the Pope's birthday! ”

"......" Chen Yin felt that he was completely different from Vittoria's thinking.

"Shhhh......h

Two two-headed Chimeras flew through the sky.

Faintly, you can still see that the two Chimera seem to be dragging something behind them, and they look like saddles.

"Chimera Knight?" Vittoria muttered to herself, "How strange, what about their knights?" Why is it gone? ”

"Because we're here."

Suddenly, a stiff lingua franca sounded behind everyone.

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