"I wonder what the high priest has to do with the despicable?"

Yan Zhengtian floated above the Lost City, puffed out his chest and asked loudly.

Sagra didn't answer, but a little chief in charge of the guard beside him shouted sarcastically: "Vulna, who can hear you when you fly so high, why don't you come down and talk face to face with the high priest of our clan, are you afraid of the high priest of my clan?"

Yan Zhengtian was not angry or angry, and said with a gentle smile: "Yes, although the contemptible person is trusted by His Majesty the Emperor to be the commander of the Cangyan Legion, no matter how you say it, he is just one person. As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, and the contemptible is not as good as the high priest who has 300,000 legions to protect him, so it is normal to be a little afraid. ”

"I'm afraid, I'm right, I'll tell you... Uh-huh-hmm-hmm-

"Take him down, Xiao Meng, it's true, something that is just tall and doesn't have a brain, and he looks proud when he is ridiculed. Sagra shook his head helplessly and ordered.

"The legion commander is really eloquent, in the lower beast clan high priest Sagra, I want to have a head-on chat with the Yan Zhengtian legion leader, I don't know if the legion leader can appreciate it. ”

“......”

Faced with Sagra's invitation, Yan Zhengtian was in a dilemma, if this was a trap for the orcs, he would lose his life as soon as he went, and it would be a sin if the orcs took the opportunity to seize the lost city. But if he doesn't go, many soldiers are looking at him as a legion commander, and if he doesn't go, it will be difficult to face the impact on morale.

"Captain, you can't go, this is obviously a trick set up by the orcs, just waiting for you to get into it. Zhang Liang reminded.

"Yes, Commander of the Legion, what Lao Zhang said makes sense, you can't go, if you want to go, let me go to my old cow, my old cow will die if he dies. Niu Gang patted his chest and pleaded.

"Okay, don't fight, I've made up my mind, and I'll go to meet the high priest of the beast clan. Yan Zhengtian made up his mind.

"No, Legion Commander, I don't agree. Zhang Liang retorted.

"Yes, so do I. ”

"Me too. ”

......

Yan Zhengtian's decision aroused the opposition of the generals under him. In desperation, Yan Zhengtian took out a scroll from his arms and said, "With this sixth-order directional teleportation scroll, no matter whether my siblings have set traps or not, I will be able to come back safely, so you can rest assured." ”

"But Legion Commander, I don't understand why you have to risk your life to meet this high priest of the Beast Clan?" Zhang Liang wondered.

"The reason is very simple, because I have a few questions in my heart that I want someone to answer, and the only one who can answer these questions is this high priest of the Orcs. Yan Zhengtian smiled and said, "Okay, don't worry, you all perform your duties and pay close attention to the movements of the beast clan, and I will go back as soon as I go." ”

With that, the wings of the fighting spirit behind Yan Zhengtian fluttered and flew towards the open space outside the city.

Seeing Yan Zhengtian slowly flying over, Sagra raised his hand to signal, the young man nodded, and retreated into the camp with the orc soldiers who were in charge of guarding around him, leaving Sagra alone to stand on the clearing.

"Hello Captain of the Human Legion, I am Sagra, the High Priest of the Orcs. Sagra's hoarse voice came slowly.

"Hello. ”

Yan Zhengtian responded, and at the same time retracted the wings of the fighting qi behind him, and descended from the air, looking at the old orc in front of him, his eyes were full of incomprehension, he didn't understand why the orc, who had always admired strength and strength, would let such an old orc take the position of high priest.

"Captain Yan may be wondering why I, an old guy who can't even walk, is the high priest of the beast clan. Sagra's words broke through Yan Zhengtian's thoughts, which made Yan Zhengtian extremely embarrassed.

"Actually, the reason is very simple, although many of our orcs have different traditions from your human race, one thing is the same, we orcs also need faith. And we believe in only one god, that is, the great beast god, in our clan the great chief is elected by force, and the high priest is appointed by the oracle of the beast god. ”

"I see, thank you Lord Sagra for telling me the truth. Yan Zhengtian bowed slightly.

Seeing this, Sagra also smiled gently, and accepted Yan Zhengtian's salute safely.

The two were silent for a while, and Yan Zhengtian took the lead in breaking the silence and said, "I don't know what the High Priest's intention is to raise an army of 300,000 to attack my Blazing Flame Empire this time? If I remember correctly, when your beast clan was excluded by various countries, it was my Blazing Flame Empire that took the lead in accepting you and established dozens of trading bazaars with the nobles in exchange for their living needs. Now the aristocracy rashly raises troops to attack our country and raid our borders, is it a bit unorthodox to do so? ”

Sagra didn't care about the sarcasm in Yan Zhengtian's words, he still smiled gently, and replied: "The right and wrong of the war are determined by future generations, don't you Terrans have a saying that history is written by the victors? ”

"Okay, since we don't mention the war, then I would like to ask the high priest, the tens of thousands of commoners in our country, when will the nobles be willing to release them, and if they are not willing to release us, we can also pay for redemption. Yan Zhengtian asked.

"I can answer you about that, at most a month, I will let those innocent civilians go, so you don't need to worry about that. However, the corresponding condition is that I want you to give 300,000 catties of grain in exchange. Sagra spoke his terms.

"Yes, this is no problem, just ask the nobles not to harm the commoners of our country. ”

"As long as they are obedient and build what our people need, our people will naturally not harm them. ”

"Build?" Yan Zhengtian pretended to be curious, "I don't know what the high priest plans to build? ”

"I don't have to worry about this, don't worry, I will release your civilians in a month, but I also ask the Legion Commander to prepare the food that my clan needs. Sagra changed the subject.

"This is natural, but the contemptible people once saw it in an ancient book, saying that there is an altar on this continent that can reproduce the bloodline of the extinct divine beast in the world, I don't know if the high priest has heard of it. Yan Zhengtian asked with a pretended relaxation.

"Hehe, since the Commander of the Yan Army has seen it, then I won't hide it, old man. That's right, what our clan is building now is the Bloodline Altar, and the purpose is naturally to reproduce the most powerful existence of our clan, the Beamon Behemoth!" Sagra made no secret of the purpose of the beast clan.

When Yan Zhengtian heard this, his eyes flashed and said, "Oh, I didn't expect the high priest to be so sincere, and he immediately revealed the purpose and disposition of the nobles, which was unexpected." ”

"What's this, although the old man's strength is not good, but this is still quite good to look at, the old man believes that the Yan Legion Leader will not tell other people the purpose of our clan, you say yes, Yan Legion Leader." Sagra smiled.

Yan Zhengtian was stunned for a moment, and then said, "The high priest has so much confidence in me, you must know that I am a human race and a legion leader." ”

"That's natural, because dead people naturally don't reveal secrets, you say yes, Captain Yan. Sagra kept a gentle smile throughout, but there was a murderous look in his smile.

"You!"

Yan Zhengtian was shocked when he heard this, and the wings of the fighting spirit behind him spread out and wanted to retreat. But as soon as he turned on his fighting qi, Yan Zhengtian was shocked to find that the fighting qi in his body seemed to have disappeared, and he couldn't mobilize it at all.

And at this moment, a gray-white light was released from the scepter in Sagra's hand, and as this light diffused, Sagra slowly whispered, "Realm Petrified Enchantment!"

swish

The gray-white light flashed away.

After the light, Yan Zhengtian's lower body had completely lost consciousness, and he fixed his eyes to see that his body had completely turned into stone from his waist.

"Change the rules, the power of the realm!you, you are the Holy Order!" Yan Zhengtian was shocked and angry.

Sagra nodded, "That's right, Captain Yan, let's take the secrets of my clan and die with confidence." Don't worry, when my Bimon beast reappears in Arad, I will release all the tens of thousands of civilians in your country. But it's not up to me to decide how much I'll survive at that time, hahaha. ”

"You!"

Yan Zhengtian's face was angry, but he also understood in his heart that in front of the Holy Rank, his strength as a junior of the Sword Sect was not enough at all.

"For the sake of today, I can only gamble. ”

At that moment, Yan Zhengtian made a decision in his heart, reached out and took out the directional sixth-order teleportation scroll from his arms, and quickly spread out the scroll with a shake of his hand.

"Teleportation scrolls, don't struggle, in my realm, not even teleportation scrolls can save your life. Sagra looked at Yan Zhengtian in confusion.

Yan Zhengtian didn't answer, his left hand tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes, put his right index finger in his mouth and bit it, and quickly wrote something on the rag with blood, and after a few breaths, Yan Zhengtian put the rag in the center of the teleportation scroll. He slowly spoke: "Heh, who told you that I was going to run for my life, I didn't plan to go back alive, what I want to send back is the information you told me." Oh, thank you so much, High Priestess. ”

swish

As he spoke, a burst of blue light flashed, and the teleportation scroll in Yan Zhengtian's hand shattered instantly, and at the same time, the rag that was originally placed in the middle of the teleportation scroll also disappeared.

"Roar, you're looking for death!"

Sagra never thought that Yan Zhengtian would play such a hand with him, and in anger, Sagra stretched out his hand and shook it, and Yan Zhengtian's body suddenly shattered inch by inch.

"Heh, I hope that information can be passed back safely, so that I will not be the son of the Yan family in vain. Leaving the last sentence, Yan Zhengtian closed his eyes and quietly dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Hmph, since the secret has been leaked, then there is no need to be so sneaky, come on. Sagra shouted.

An orc general quickly ran over from the outlying position and respectfully asked, "What does the High Priest command?"

"Pass my order, let these Terran coolies start work day and night, and they must build the bloodline altar for me within half a month. ”

"Yes. However, if the high priest keeps working day and night, his subordinates are worried that these Terran coolies will not be able to support them. ”

"What's your name?"

"Back to the High Priest, my name is Moyer.

"Remember, Moyer, what does it matter to us if we die more than my race. So let's go and do it, the sooner you build the bloodline altar, the glory of our clan will come one day sooner. ”

"Yes!"

Moyer excitedly announced that Sagra's order had gone, and from this moment on, the events known in the history of the Arad as the 'Day of Suffering' officially began.

(End of chapter.) ）