To have a story requires a language, and the elves spontaneously produced the ancient elven language, gathered into tribes, and lived on the edge of the kingdom of Mirkor. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info They look at the trees and the corrupt and ruined earth. Mirko consciously slows down the scope of corruption and destruction, and then tells the elves that new habitable places are due to his efforts. The elves believe that Mirko is fighting in the toughest place in the world, so that they can have a greater paradise.

Then they sang an ode to Mirko in the Old Elven language. Some of the elves even offered to help Mirkor, and some of them were allowed to enter the dark fortress of Terror, where they were transformed into orcs and trolls.

It was a bloody and terrible change, and all the beautiful qualities that Iluvita had left on the elves were forcefully extracted, and their pursuit of beauty was also beaten and wiped out. Physical torture, mental torture, distortion and distortion of character. The elves who had given themselves were soaked in the corrupted qualities of Mirkor, and when they came out again, they were orcs.

"Look at my transformation, how strong, fierce, and invincible!" Mirko laughed loudly and showed Zhao Mai, "Although this is much more difficult than transforming those weak chickens that eat grass, Iluvita's design still can't be difficult for me!"

"However, the life of orcs is too short, and their physical efficiency is not good, and the conversion rate of what they eat to lifespan is too low, so they cannot form a particularly stable social structure. Zhao Mai watched the entire process of transforming the elves, watching Mirko use his divine power to peel the elves, peel the flesh, pick the tendons, debon, and then corrode the soul. Always watching such a bloody R-rated movie, although he learned a lot of "posture", but mentally he can't stand it, and he is in a trance, so he will pop up some words like "conversion rate, social structure". Zhao Mai is also vigilant, it will definitely not work if it goes on like this: if from Maiya's state, he will fall and twist into a fire demon, won't it be a big loss?

"I don't understand, but it seems to be powerful!" Mirko pinched the orc's face and looked left and right. "It's okay if their lifespan is short, they can't reproduce faster! You're right, we can't change the first generation of creatures, as long as we affect their offspring, the victory is ours. These orcs are very powerful under my protection, but they weaken under the influence of the Twin Trees, changing in the direction of the elves. Is there any way to fix it?"

Zhao Mai shook his head. It's not a bad thing that the current orcs have weaknesses, and if Mirko is allowed to create a "strong orc without weakness" who is not afraid of the power of the twin trees, then the waiting elves will inevitably be completely replaced. "In the propaganda of the elves right now, we are fighting against a powerful enemy. How about having orcs as enemies of the elves?"

Mirko was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and even caused the entire fortress to start an earthquake. "Yes, you're right, that's how it should be! The elves also have to fight the orcs, but they don't know that this enemy is made by us, and by the tortured elves!"

"You made the orcs, and I have no merit in them. Zhao Mai shook his head. He began to feel dizzy, and Maia's body began to collapse a little.

"Yes, the orcs are indeed a symbol of my strength, and so are the trolls!Although the trolls are more vulnerable to the power of the Twin Trees, they will turn back to their original state of stone! Orcs and trolls can't use them to fight Maia, but there is no problem in fighting elves! Haha, your idea is so good, it deserves to be called Sauron!"

"I'm not Sauron, I'm Myron. Zhao Mai said. And in his heart, he warned: 'No, I'm not Myron, I should be Mike Long, I should be Zhao Mai!'

"Oh, sorry, I was wrong for a while. Mirko clapped his hands together, "Let's see the battle between the orcs and elves!" and I'm going to start thinking of a way to take out Vera's twin trees, so my orcs and trolls can be used against Maia!"

"Mirkor, I'm going to be away for a while. Zhao Mai said suddenly, startling Mirko. He said, "I'm going to take a small group of elves to the south, to a warmer place to try to transform them, maybe I can find a different way of thinking." I've found that the most powerful trait that Illuvita gives to the elves is the pursuit of beauty, and I want to see if I can twist beauty like you bend the elves. ”

Mirko looked at Zhao Mai, his eyes flickering. His heart was full of suspicion, and he couldn't see through the deep meaning behind Zhao Mai's move. Of course, many of Zhao Mai's actions, or most of them, he couldn't see through the deep meaning, and only after Zhao Mai explained, he would have a feeling of sudden enlightenment. Every suggestion that "Myron" has made so far has made him stronger, and has made him more capable of ruling and influencing Alda.

But "Myron" is not "Sauron" yet, and "Maia" has not become "Flame Demon". Mirko understood what that meant: Myron was still the same as it used to be, and had not become a vassal of absolute loyalty to him. The angels who followed them during the Great Movement are now fire demons, and some of them have since been combined with the dragon, and the connection has become even closer.

And Myron is leaving now?

"Aren't you going to help me attack Valinor?" his voice carried a hint of anger.

"Oh, I've always been just an idea and a craft, how can I fight like a dragon? Zhao Mai smiled and excused himself: "I will go to the south and open up a second base, on the one hand, to do transformation experiments, on the other hand, I can also study the weapons of war, and I can also monitor the south to see if there are any human beings." The elf is just one of two children of Illuvita. ”

"Well, you have a point. Since ceding some of the land, my surveillance over the South has indeed declined, so you might as well go. Mirko nodded, "In that case, you can go." But after you leave, the commander of this territory will no longer be you, but the leader of the Fire Demons, Gosmoge, are you willing to do it?"

"You are the lord of Angban, whether it is me, Gosmorg, or Graulon, the father of dragons, you are your servants. It was the first time Zhao Mai had spoken so respectfully to Mirko.

Mirko then allowed him to leave, but when Zhao Mai was about to leave his sight, it turned into a beta calling him. Zhao Mai turned around and saluted and said goodbye again, only this time with a smile on his face.

Very few elves are willing to follow Myron away, as most of them believe that Myron is a deserter, a bastard who left while the god Mirko was fighting his enemies. Only some elves, tired of fighting, tormented by suffering, and skeptical, were willing to take the opportunity to leave.

Zhao Mai left Angban with a small group of hundreds of elves, all the way to the south, all the way to the east, as far away as possible from the Mirko in the north and the Veras in the west. Because he knows that war is imminent. (To be continued.) )