Haoren had just stepped into the tent, and suddenly felt the wind in front of him, and the sharp and rapid sound of breaking the air came to him, and he didn't want to think about it, he drew his sword and swung it, and in the sonorous staggered sound, a huge fireball was blocked out of the tent by the thunderous rage, and landed in the pot not far away, causing a violent explosion, the bonfire splashed, and the shouts continued.

After being attacked, Haoren also appeared from the stealth state at the same time, and shook the hand holding the sword, and there was a pain in the palm of his hand, and the power of the fireball just now was quite huge.

"Impossible! In the case of defenselessness, he can actually block the Hao Fireball Technique just by blocking the sword! The tiger-headed old man's face was full of surprise.

"Looks like it was discovered?" Haoren exhaled, shrugged his shoulders, stared at the commotion outside the tent, and said softly, "I have no ill intentions, so let your people retreat, otherwise I can't guarantee a big killing." ”

The patriarch was stunned, looked at him deeply, and then said loudly: "I just missed it during the magic experiment, don't be nervous, take the wounded to treat immediately, and the rest continue to prepare breakfast!" ”

"A wise decision!"

"Young human! Explain your intentions, otherwise I won't let you go, although you are very strong, but you may not be my opponent! The old man exclaimed in a deep voice.

"Heh, you can't stop me, but it doesn't matter, I have no malicious intentions, I just inadvertently trapped in this place, and I hope you can provide the coordinates of the elves, uh, if you don't know, it doesn't matter, just give me a map of the world."

"How did you come to this barren land! For two hundred years, humanity has never appeared! What exactly are your intentions! ”

"So that's it. It's none of your business, just give me the map! ”

The old man was silent for a long time, but he shook his head, and just when Haoren thought he was refusing, he said slowly: "I don't have a map, and I don't know how to leave the barren land. ”

"How is that possible! Since you orcs live in this wasteland, how can you not know how to leave! Haoren was slightly annoyed.

"When you came, you also saw how depressed our village was, in fact, among the several tribes in this neighborhood, our clan is relatively good. Many tribes have been out of food for more than half a month. Do you think we don't want to move out of the barrens? ”

"Then why don't you move?" Haoren asked following the patriarch's words.

The patriarch sighed: "Where can I move?" The barren land is so barren that it's easy to get lost without a map, and many tribes disappear completely, and then they are all found dead in the desert much later. ”

"How so?" Haoren's face was slightly strange: "Isn't this barren land very big?" ”

"Nope. I don't know. But it is said that this is the place where the piece is cursed. Since the beginning of written records, no one has left the country, and no one has ever walked in. ”

"I don't believe there are no maps."

"Yes. The map of the Barrens is said to have only one map, which is carried by the king of the beasts, and no one is allowed to look at it. ”

Haoren frowned slightly: "This map is not a treasure, let alone a super equipment, is it necessary to keep it a secret so stubbornly?" ”

The patriarch sighed bitterly: "We thought the same way, but after so many years, the people who had doubts have long since died, and now everyone is accustomed to it, living and waiting for death in this barren land!" ”

Haoren finally left the stockade, after his repeated determination, the patriarch's words did not seem to be false, in fact, the whole village was such a big place, Haoren naturally searched it himself, and did not find anything like the so-called map.

This is different from the orcs he imagined, on his body is the diary left by the cursed swordsman, in which only a few words of the record, the orcs are an unusually fierce race, although they can't be equipped with too much armor like humans, but their own strong body is the best defense, their strength is extremely powerful, and a small number of witch doctors with magical powers, but also have powerful natural magic.

This is the beast race of the fourth civilization era, the race that is completely comparable to the elven race, and it is by no means the race in front of him that is full of old, weak, sick and disabled, and even Haoren's sword qi can't be caught, and the entire race is decayed to an unimaginable level.

The so-called king of the beast clan is a king born after the beast clan entered the barren land, and he is the only one among the beasts who maintains the strongest combat power, but as for how the beasts entered the barren land, what happened before entering this barren land, not to mention these orcs, even in all the recorded texts, there is no mention of it.

Haoren is actually very curious about the worldview of the inhabitants of this world, so he is in a hurry to want the world map, the D-4 space is only 80,000 square kilometers, so it can be determined that this is only a small space, not the era of the Fourth Civilization Era, so do the people in this world know this truth?

From a series of side knocks, Haoren's answer is undoubtedly no, the orcs seem to have been trapped in the barren land since they could remember, and they will never be able to leave, just like the elves and elven wolves are also trapped in the forbidden forest.

With countless confusions, Haoren left the tribe and walked towards the realm of the king of the beast clan, the patriarch did not hide anything, I don't know if it didn't matter to the beast clan itself, or if he thought that Haoren's strength was not enough to threaten the beast king, in short, he happily told the other party the location.

At this time, the three-day period of Haoren's exchange was also over.

After returning to reality, Haoren did not hesitate to continue to exchange for three days of the real world, a total of nine days of D-4 space time, and continued to enter it, this time the place where it appeared was still a barren place, although the teleportation was random, but two consecutive teleportations without intervals, the distance between them seemed to be about the same.

This time, I walked for about two days, passing by two or three tribes on the way, but the races were all extremely decayed, and even one of the tribes was deserted, and there were only three or five decadent old men who were dead and messy next to the stone house, and they were also indifferent to Haoren's appearance, and that lifeless appearance was really no different from the living dead.

The territory where the beast king was located finally came into view, and the environment here had changed a lot compared to the previous stockade, first of all, the sturdy boulder walls, far from being comparable to the kind of stockade erected with a few tree trunks, and there were several heavily armed soldiers standing at the head of the city, although the armor looked rather old, but at least it was much stronger than the orcs who used bark and grass as armor.

In order to save time, Haoren directly braved the scorching sun to spread the wings of the god of fire and flew over, and was discovered by the soldiers at the head of the city from afar, and suddenly the loud horn sound spread throughout the entire tribe, and in the crowd, several groups of soldiers hurriedly climbed the city wall, bent their bows and arrows, and were ready to attack.

The purpose of Haoren's trip was naturally not to provoke trouble, so when he was about two hundred meters away, he stopped in mid-air, just outside the range of bows and arrows, and the opponent's several rounds of bows and crossbows were all empty. He was about to open his mouth to shout when something unexpected happened.

At the head of the city, more than a dozen men with a pair of black wings suddenly flew into the air, holding swords and shields, and rushed towards Haoren with great momentum.

Haoren frowned, if he made a move, about a dozen people would be turned into ashes in an instant, and the difference in combat power between the two sides was very obvious, but in this way, I am afraid that it would be completely hateful.

"Thunder Trial!"

Haoren unleashed the side skill of Thunder Fury, and suddenly the sky instantly became gloomy, and the cyan thunder pillar broke through the sky and landed fifty meters away from the city wall, leaving a deep crater on the ground after a huge roar.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and the eagle-faced orcs in mid-air were stunned on the spot in fright, and Haoren slowly spoke: "I want to meet the king of the beasts." ”

"Who are you! The Great King of Our People is not something you can see if you want to see it! ”

"Rory,!" Haoren casually shot a crescent moon sky, this time directly hit the city, although he avoided the crowd, but the power of the crescent moon skyburst immediately exploded a big hole in the city wall, and the flying rubble injured more than a dozen people.

"I want to see the king of the beasts, I don't want to hurt people, that's all."

There was a dead silence.

Two consecutive attacks allowed these orcs to see Haoren's strength, in fact, with the observation of the Eye of True Fire, the strength of these orc soldiers is already good, about five thousand or so, but together I am afraid it will not be his opponent alone.

"Let him come!" In the distance, a long sigh came slowly, like thunder, making all the orcs look surprised and obedient.

"Understood, please follow me." The eagle-faced orc led by him flew to Haoren, the long sword in his hand was not put away, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

After flying behind each other for about a few minutes, the two landed directly on the top of the tower, and the eagle-faced orc said: "The king of our clan is inside, although I don't know who you are, but if you dare to hurt the king of our clan, I will never spare you!" ”

Above the tower is a very huge house, the gate alone is more than ten meters high, pushing open the heavy stone door, Haoren slightly vigilantly stepped into a somewhat dim interior, the furnishings are very simple, only a few tables and chairs, and some uneaten meat, in the center of a huge bench, is sitting an orc in a tiger skin.

Not only was this orc stronger, but he was also unusually tall, but his face looked very old, and his eyebrows were gray.

"Humans from afar, welcome to your arrival, introduce yourself, I am the king of the orcs of this space, of course, the so-called king is just a joke!" (To be continued......)