I saw that the funny-looking big-headed dragon appeared next to the sun, Darla Red Wolf was not too surprised, just a dragon, there are not many such big lizards in the wilderness, of course, there are not many, not to mention that this dragon head has big wings and small wings, and it is obviously a young dragon.

However, after watching Dara Red Wolf for a while, I felt a little strange, first of all, how could a young dragon fly so high? As a herdsman, Red Wolf is very sensitive to distance, and further observation made him a little frightened.

The proportions of the young dragon's body and the distance in the distance were obviously a bit beyond logic, he rubbed his eyes, and as the 'young dragon' flew closer and closer, his mouth gradually opened and screamed.

The white river in the sky didn't bother to care about the little man who was shouting below, because he couldn't see clearly with Ben, and at this distance, he opened his mouth, and a large amount of pale red mist erupted from his mouth, mixed with the clouds, and soon became colorless,

Dara Red Wolf watched in amazement as the strange-looking dragon roared at the clouds, then turned and flew away, sitting on the ground in a demented state for a while.

The rain was falling from the sky, and he looked in the direction in which the strange dragon had flown away, and suddenly shivered, and ran back to the tent, looking at his mother breathlessly.

"Darla, what alarmed you so much?"

"A young dragon the size of a hill. Darla Red Wolf said breathlessly.

"You must have slept late last night. The old orc woman glared and said, "How unsober are you to use such a stupid description, a young dragon the size of a hill, if you are still so confused when you go to battle, the elders and masters will definitely cut you down without saying a word." ”

"I've been fighting for four years! I've been a scout for three years, and I haven't been cut down until now, which means that my mind and eyes are fine. Darla frowned.

"Maybe you suddenly have a problem with your eyes today. The old woman said, "Go and graze!"

"You know let me graze!" Darla opened her mouth and roared, "If the dragons come, people can't take care of them, where can they take care of them?"

"Regardless of whether the dragon you said exists or not, even if it exists, isn't it gone?"

"Yes...... But?" Dara felt a little uneasy, but when she entered the tent and took two breaths, she did begin to wonder if she had just come to her senses and looked dazzled.

But even though he was on guard, he made his way to the backyard, where a brown and yellow beast saw Darra, opened his limp eyes, and spat out.

This is a young beast dragon, like most cousins, with the lazy cancer peculiar to long-lived creatures, and an extremely perfunctory attitude: "My contractor, do you need my help today?"

"Yes, I need your help, man. Dara Red Wolf touched the beast dragon's cheek and looked at the sky where the strange dragon had appeared just now, "I'm a little uneasy, Cross. ”

"Really?" Cross sniffled, "Is it because of the rain?"

"Did you see that dragon?" the red wolf was a little surprised.

"Of course, so terrible smell. The beast dragon froze for a moment, and a look of fear appeared on his face: "More terrible than my grandfather." Do you see what he looks like?"

"You don't even know what he looks like?" the red wolf was a little surprised.

"But I do smell it, my fellow, and if your tribe is about to turn against him, I strongly advise you to leave the tribe immediately. ”

The beast dragon's expression became serious: "Although we have a covenant, if you let me deal with that kind of enemy, you might as well let me kill myself." ”

"Okay, okay. The orc froze for a moment, and suddenly fell to the ground with a twisted expression.

"Hey, Darrah, what's wrong with you?" the beast dragon was taken aback, Dara Red Wolf blushed, white scales suddenly began to appear on his body, and his expression was distorted: "Strength! I feel the power burning in my body!"

"This does not bode well. Cross lifted his huge head, and suddenly his eyes opened, and he saw that the partner who had signed the contract had gone crazy for some reason, and jumped up frantically, gnawing at the scales of the beast dragon with a mouth full of big teeth.

"Man, what's wrong with you, man?" the beast dragon was startled, but heard a series of angry roars from the whole tribe, and Cross panicked to break away from the crazy red wolf, spread his wings and flew high into the air, and saw a chaotic picture.

The whole tribe was filled with red-eyed orcs, shouting gibberish slogans and drooling at normal orcs.

As soon as he caught up, he took a bite of it, and the one who was bitten quickly went crazy.

There's something wrong with this rain!

Feeling the heat on his body, Cross felt a surge of heat in his heart, screamed, and turned around and flew in the direction of the beast dragon's lair, he didn't notice that Darla Red Wolf tore open the scales of the beast dragon and bit a hole in the tough skin.

......

The chaos lasted for two days and two nights before it gradually subsided, and at dawn on the third day, Dara Red Wolf finally woke up from the chaos and madness, recalling the chaotic memories of a while, and almost collapsed for a moment.

"What have I done? Cross!" Dara Red Wolf searched around, his heart filled with pain.

It is very difficult to make a contract with a beast dragon, and after discarding the companion who has been with him for many years, Darla Red Wolf is both painful and frightened, and the horror lies in the fact that he has such a thought in his heart: if he loses it, he will lose it, a big lizard that eats, drinks, grazes, fights and does not contribute at all, and it is just a waste of food to keep it.

This thought startled Darla Red Wolf, it was an honor to have a beast dragon ally in the orc race, could it be that he was already tired of Cross beyond glory?

And what is the so-called glory? The standard of identity of individuals in society under the influence of social culture? To say that it is just a false name, I, Darla Red Wolf, support myself and don't owe anything to the tribe, do I need this useless thing?

No, how could such a selfish and despicable thought appear in the mind of my Darla Red Wolf? His Majesty will punish ......

A neurotic, violent madness who does nothing more than force orcs to die for his ambitions...... Wait, that's blasphemy!

The orc's eyes turned a strange blood-red, and after a short thought, the fission consciousness and thoughts in his mind made him realize that there was an additional demon in his mind!

The demon recites a paradoxical truth, bewitching the simple orc young Dara Red Wolf to destroy the three views he has cultivated in the orc tribe, and it is not only him who suffers from the same problems, but also the leaders of this tribe.

Barth, the master of war, sat in his chair, his chest filled with strange restlessness.

As a powerful warrior, he has long gotten rid of the wild and irritable nature of the orc race, meditation is not only a method used by mages to meditate, legendary warriors can also make their thoughts more thorough through meditation, but at this moment this warrior finds that no matter how much he goes to meditate, his mood cannot be calm, which is obviously not normal.

The witch doctor walked into the tent with red eyes, and the master of war opened his eyes: "Clear?"

"Yes. The witch doctor saluted Buck: "Elder, it's a terrible virus, and the people who have infected it have become very weird......"

"What's weird?"

"It's intermittent madness that comes with an increase in strength. After each madness, the strength will increase by one or two levels, and it will generally appear in the weaker clansmen. The witch doctor said, "Moreover, this virus has seriously affected their minds, and many of His Majesty's attendants of the Ancestral God have suddenly lost their abilities. ”

He couldn't help but feel a pain in the egg when he thought of the changes in those young tribesmen, the orcs were originally known for their simplicity, and the green orcs were not as violent as their cousins gray orcs and half-orcs.

But when the young men were stricken with this intermittent madness, they were no longer at peace and began to protest to the Council of Elders.

What kind of high-level people are engaged in poisonous vegetable domination, using the broken name of Geus Chen Sesame Rotten Grain to engage in mind control, exploiting young labor, and listening to the witch doctor only want to shout MMP, these unglorious and blasphemous ideas are actually mixed with viruses to poison the young generation of the orc race!

As an orc witch doctor who only studied spells and was not knowledgeable, he was dimly aware that these deviant ideas were likely to destroy the orc traditions, but he could not put together a whole set of self-justifying reasons to deal with these rotten thoughts.

If this continues, it will be over sooner or later!

The witch doctor was horrified.

"The powerful people were not affected...... No, it has been affected. Bart shook his head, feeling the impetuousness in his body, knowing that this was definitely not a natural emotion: "Do you feel it?"

"I feel it, this impetuousness. The witch doctor nodded solemnly: "My lord, several shamans speculate that if a powerful individual like us can't use the mind to suppress this impetuousness, something even more terrible will happen. ”

"Hmm. Bart nodded, the legendary powerhouse's intuition made him realize the truth of this statement, and his brows furrowed: "So what should we do next?"

"The only way to do this is to ask the shamans to concoct a tranquilizing potion, and then send out spies to find out where this virus is coming from, and then improvise. ”

"Be quick. Bart said in a serious tone: "I always feel a little uneasy, this matter will be a big deal if it drags on!"

Bang!

Just as the witch doctor nodded in agreement, the settlement suddenly jumped with a loud bang.

"What's going on?" Bart stood up and strode out of the tent, only to see a large crowd already gathered in the settlement.

"Oh no!" an orc woman stumbled in front of Barth, "Dreyer! Dreyer has rebelled!"

"Dreyer rebelled?" Bart was shocked and angry: "We just made him a new war master the year before last, and we are discussing recruiting him into the Council of Elders, how can he rebel?"

Dreyer said that our tribe is nominally democratic, but in fact it is a decadent elitism and gerontocracy, in which the old men who are full of only maintaining the rule have long occupied the leadership, and the young people of insight are seduced by the so-called glory and tradition, and die in meaningless wars and plunders for their rule! There is no vision and no future! Moreover, he feels that this disease is a revelation and an opportunity, and the beginning of breaking the orc tradition! He wants to lead the young people who cannot bear the oppression and exploitation to break away from the tribe and establish a new tribe. ”

"It's the other way around!" Barth's brain exploded and roared: "How could the tribe be so powerful without our wise rule and adherence to tradition? I think he can't wait for the approval process of the Presbyterian Church, and he wants to take advantage of this strange illness to seize power and split the tribe! Dirty! Despicable! Filthy! Careerists! Without the tribe, what can they do? They can't do anything?!"

Several members of the Council of Elders also changed color, but they saw that a large number of young orcs had already left with the rebels.

The restlessness generated by the virus and the poisonous thoughts that have infected the orcs have made them crazy, and betraying the clan is a very dishonorable act for the green orcs, but at this moment, a large group of young people who have 'suddenly realized' have not hesitated to split themselves from the clan!

"Nearly two thousand people have gone with Dreel!"

"Two thousand?!" the elders were shocked, the total population of the tribe was only 30,000, and two thousand was not much, but it was extremely difficult to deal with this sudden incident perfectly.

"Damn. Bart cursed, knowing in his heart that this Dreyer must have contacted a group of dissatisfied people to do something, and the pandemic provided the perfect opportunity for them to have the courage to make such a rupture move.

An even more faint and unsettling thought lingered in Barth's mind, Dreyer was not the only careerist in the tribe, but what about the others?

Is it an extremely powerful tribe that will be divided because of this strange disease.

"Elder, it's not good!" Just as Bart was restless, new bad news came: "Elder Samuel has suddenly gone crazy! He has white scales all over his body, and he is killing people everywhere!"

"Call the Guards!" Bart was startled, and for a moment his heart was so angry that he felt that he was about to go crazy.