"Hehe, this is just a child's unintentional words, you see, I'm done drinking, and there's nothing to do?"

A human duke came out to play a round and drank the moonlight stroll wine in his glass, and in his opinion, the Pope would definitely not poison everyone.

Of course, no one can do anything in his reward.

"I'm not lying, there's really something wrong with this wine!"

Hu Tao's little face turned red, and the children didn't want to be taken for a liar.

"When did His Majesty the Pope have the habit of entertaining guests with poisoned wine?"

Hu Tao's insistence made the atmosphere a little awkward, and some orcs glared at Downton and asked him to teach her a good lesson, but Di Lanxue's sudden opening directly made the audience silent.

"Temple...... Your Highness, you say ......"

The representatives of the human race were shocked, if there was only one honest person in this world, it must be Di Lan Xue, but as the Pope, it was too incredible to do such a thing.

Swish!

As if suddenly reacting, everyone's eyes looked at His Majesty, waiting for an explanation.

"Inferior races, ignorant fools, naturally have to be eliminated, this world, only the strong can reign!"

Without any excuse, the Pope shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent in his face.

As if swept by a cold snap of the frozen ground of the Northland, the air in the hall was completely condensed, and the faces of the guests turned pale, and the Pope would have terrible consequences for doing such a thing......

Yes!

The human nobles who had just spoken out in the round screamed miserably, lay on the ground, slashed their throats with their hands, and retched vigorously.

Sonorous!

The sound of weapons unsheathed rang out, and the human guests were on alert, gathering together with Dilan Xue as the center.

The orcs didn't know what to do, whether to attack, or to capture the Pope, and they all froze on the spot.

"You're a minion of an evil god?"

His Majesty roared angrily, and the roar of the racial talent lion shook the sky, and even the space was shaking.

"Didn't you already know?"

Pope scoffed.

The guests paused for a moment, and then reacted, yes, the Pope is the master of the temple, the leader of all religious people~ sleeves, holding almost half of the power of the Orc Empire, if he is replaced by the subordinates of the evil god, then the country is absolutely hopeless, so there is only one possibility, it is the king for some reason, let him do whatever he wants.

"Presumptuous, actually insulting His Majesty!"

A bear man stood up and scolded loudly, he was the chief of the Praetorian Guard, a legendary-level powerhouse, he knew the inside story of these things, so he must not let the 'Pope' finish speaking.

"Hey, when it comes to hurting feet, are you angry?"

A fierce man walked into the hall wrapped in bloody rain, holding a general in his hand, looking at the epaulettes, he was a captain of ten thousand horses, but at the moment he had to be carried in his hand like a little chicken.

"Thorns in the Plains!"

Some guests exclaimed, as if they had seen the most terrifying beast.

"Hey, you actually know me, it seems that my fame is not small!"

Mangyuan Thorn teased, biting on the neck of the ten thousand cavalry commanders, and in one breath, his blood was drained, and the general coughed a few dry coughs, and it became human dry with the naked eye.

This terrifying scene frightened the guests into retreating.

"How can it be!"

The Praetorian Guard took a step out and appeared in the plain with a fierce blast of thorns.

"Good time!"

The Thorns roared and swung their fists to meet them.

This guy is wearing only a pair of leather pants, and his muscles are tangled, which is simply the limit of strength and beauty, and when he fights, his long hair is flying, and the demonic tattoos on his body like plant vines are shiny, and he is full of wild atmosphere.

"You big chiefs can still sit still, after tonight, you will be removed from the list, and your tribe will change hands!"

A man in a red and black robe walked into the hall, smiling and sarcastically mocking the orcs.

"Soul Rite!"

The guests exclaimed, this is another legendary-level powerhouse, in the camp of the evil gods, known for his excellent magical abilities and brains.

An atmosphere of suspicion began to permeate, and to be able to sit in the position of the big chief, there was no guy who was not an old and cunning person, but in a short time, they had already understood this qiē.

"What's going on?"

Hu Tao was puzzled and scratched his hair, "Why do I feel like these orcs are going to fight?"

"Little Lori, it's not like, it's really going to fight!" "Your human empire is a feudal system, and the king has no way to take those powerful nobles, let alone a nomadic people like the orc empire." ”

"What do you mean?"

Hu Tao did not understand.

"The orc empire is composed of various tribes, the king seems to be supreme, but the power is very small, except for their own territory, orders can hardly be communicated, those big chiefs have the highest power in their respective estates, just like small kings!"

Downton explained.

Successive orc kings have been committed to recovering power and achieving central~centralized~ power, and the governors of each region are sent by the emperor to command regional politics and military, taxation, and suppression of the great aristocracy, and this struggle has existed for tens of thousands of years.

In Thrall's term, as an eloquent monarch who dreamed of returning to the Central Plains, enslaving humanity, and restoring the former glory of the orcs, he had had enough of vain with those great chiefs, so he used the false patriarch to replace His Majesty the Pope, and with his hand, eradicate the power of those great chiefs.

Today is the harvest season.

"It's so ruthless!"

After listening to Downton's description, even Little Walnut shuddered.

"Yes, it's ruthless, but Your Majesty Sal, everyone tacitly cleans up these big chiefs, but how can you guarantee that you will definitely grasp those rights?"

The Soul Rite is like a competent journalist interviewing Sal.

"That's not what you dead people need to worry about. ”

Sal's face was expressionless, and this sentence could be regarded as an admission of these plans in disguise.

"Sal, you bastard, you will definitely be nailed to the pillar of shame of orc history!"

The great chieftain, who had drunk poisoned wine, knew that he could not survive anymore and cursed loudly.

"Stupid, didn't you notice? This meeting between the two clans, the peace talks are only incidental, and the real purpose is to exterminate us. ”

A woman in a tight leather coat walked into the hall, and her charming ~ bright eyes swept around, expecting frivolity.

"It's a battlefield debut!"

Another legend arrived, causing the guests to exclaim, but then their mouths were shut again as a man with the scar of a shattered star walked in.

"Extermination, these people are too self-conscious!"

This man is charming, and there is an evil aura in his hands.

"Heinrich ran away, but I still want to see his heroics!"

A female angel with black wings directly blasted through the ceiling and landed in the hall, "But if you can kill Di Lanxue, it's not worth the trip!"

"Star Breaker!"

"Dark Angel!"

Looking at this dark legend who had a great reputation for murder, left countless bloody achievements on the front line of the abyss, and each of them was qualified to command millions of evil god armies, the guests were so frightened that their bodies trembled unconsciously, and some cowards even peed out.

Downton took a step forward and directly blocked several people and girls behind him.

The audience was silent, and the guests did not dare to move, for fear of angering each other, so they took themselves first, so Downton's step was abrupt and incomprehensible, and it was directly noticed.

"Hey, boy, you're very bold!"

The battlefield debut ridiculed, and the eyes flowed.

"I like your courage, do you want to join me?"

The Dark Angel directly solicits.

"Hey, don't rob me, teach this kind of hero ~ to be a slave who obeys his word, but it's my hobby!"

It is much more fun to stretch out the tip of your tongue and lick your red lips on the battlefield than to kill them.

At this moment, no matter what everyone's feelings about Downton, even Watson, who has always been unconvinced, cannot but sigh and admire in his heart.

In the face of the powerful legendary lineup of the Evil God Army, those who dare to take a step forward to protect their companions are definitely worthy of the word hero.

Don't look at the battlefield virgin and the dark angel teasing Downton, this is also a disguised admission, you must know that in their eyes, a generalissimo like Watson is an ant, not worth mentioning.

"False Patriarch, you didn't come here just to show off your might, right?"

Sal spoke, but this thin man was exuding this endless majesty at the moment.

"Void...... False Patriarch?"

The guests were shocked, this was the number one advisor under the Evil God, and when the Evil God was sealed, he was the one who presided over the affairs of the Evil God Army.

"Sal, are you crazy, in order to wipe us out and take back power, you will definitely become a disgrace to the orc clan if you allow the vain patriarch to endanger the hài empire!"

"Shameless traitor!"

"You don't want to die!"

The Great Chiefs cursed, and some of them wanted to ask the False Patriarch for an antidote, but the little dignity they had made them embarrassed to speak.

"My plan has been completed, and this time I came forward just to see you!"

Neither the vain patriarch nor Thrall paid any attention to the cries of the ants.

The Thorns of the Plains and the Janissary Guard were already fighting in the square, and the sound of the explosion of demonic energy kept coming, if it was placed in normal times, this would be the most eye-catching battle, but now, no one cared, and the guests were staring at the False Patriarch one by one, staring at these evil god commanders.

"It's just an appetizer before the start of the holy war!"

The battlefield debutant tapped the ground with the heel of his high heel, making a click, a crisp sound, "Listen, it's on!"

Just as her words fell, a series of explosions exploded in this Storm Hero City, which had stood for 10,000 years, and a brilliant magical light rose into the sky.

Riots are rampant, and a bloody night is coming!

Yes!

The guests who had drunk the poisoned wine clung to their necks and let out a terrible scream, and their flesh was scratched, but they did not feel it at all.

Bang! Bang!

Some of the guests who were not in good shape swelled into a ball of flesh, and then exploded with a bang, splashing with minced flesh and blood, and a foul smell began to permeate.

There were also some of the guests who had become mutated, all of them gigantic, their bodies covered in nefarious sarcomas, their eyes bloodshot, and completely turned into war puppets. R1152