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Kalimdor, the Tower of Sleep.

There was a jumble of footsteps, and Oluriel was walking briskly with a group of Nightchild scholars to an observatory in an experimental site.

There have been some uncontrollable deviations and anomalies in the purification order project, and no one can tell whether this is good or bad.

After all, science is all about continuing to move forward with strength in the midst of constant death and stumbling.

"What's going on? How could an orc test subject suddenly lose control?"

Oururel walked to the observation platform, looked at a swollen male orc in the platform below, and asked a scholar with a frown.

The Night Child Scholar Leader's face was also full of confusion and confusion, and he was checking the test records in his hand and each process over and over again.

"It's not right, it's impossible... A new cell seems to have been created in the orcs... Oh, cells are the tiny things that make up every life, God told us. ”

Oruruel didn't care what a cell was, she just wanted to figure things out.

"Go on, what the hell is going on with this orc, say something I understand. ”

The scholar nodded quickly, "To put it simply, this orc has produced a cell that can quickly recover and divide, as long as he eats and drinks enough, he can split more orcs... It's incredible, it's been hidden in the orc, or is it new because of our stimulus, I'm going to have to figure it out!

This time Oluriel understood.

The orc test subject mutated, his IQ became lower, but his strength became stronger and stronger. The orc's upper body was at least thicker, his skin was greener, his mouth was saliva, and his fangs seemed to be longer.

And... He can split himself!

It's a strange thing you've never heard of.

Doesn't that mean that as long as he is fed and drunk, and keeps splitting, this kind of low-IQ, impulsive, irritable, and tyrannical orcs can quickly fill the whole world?

"Go, report to the Divine Lord immediately, this matter needs the decision of the Divine Lord!"

Orurel immediately recognized the gravity of the matter and ... Opportunity.

Hu Feng, who got the news, soon came to the Tower of Sleep, he didn't expect that there would be a by-product of the purification order plan, and no one could tell whether this strange mutation was original to the orcs or stimulated by the Holy Sect Army.

Looking at the berserk orcs below who were rushing indiscriminately, or constantly pounding the ground and walls, Hu Feng thought for a moment.

"Let him be fed and see the changes. ”

A pile of flesh was thrown onto the platform, and the orcs rushed up and tore the bloody raw flesh into their stomachs.

Subsequently...

“aaagh!”

The orc let out a roar of rage, and his body shook violently, like a twisted mass of flesh.

Then, another new orc split from his body, like a piece of plasticine torn in two.

The Holy Cult mage immediately blasted the newly split orc with all kinds of magic.

Hu Feng banged on the guardrail, staring at the orcs below, as if building some plan.

"He's the only new orc like this, right?"

The scholars immediately nodded respectfully.

A dark golden flame flashed, and Hu Feng's figure appeared beside the orc below.

The orcs spotted the enemy and immediately roared to rush up and tear apart the emaciated creature in front of them.

The dawn light instantly trapped the orcs, and they couldn't move in place.

Hu Feng pressed his finger on the orc's forehead, and the dawn light poured into the orc's brain.

After a while, Hu Feng stopped his actions and dispersed the prohibition.

The orc was confused for a moment, and roared again, but there was no killing intent in his voice, and he no longer tried to attack Hu Feng.

"Your master commands you, divide. ”

Hearing Hu Feng's order, the orc roared again, his body twisted, and another new orc appeared beside him.

The orc seemed to obey the mother's orders completely, and obediently stood still and did not attack indiscriminately, but he twisted his body a few times from time to time, or two fists collided with each other, which always proved the restlessness of the orc in front of him.

"Split again. ”

The parent body immediately began to divide after receiving the order.

Soon, the test platform was filled with restless orcs.

They pushed each other around, hugging each other and yelling at each other.

Subsequently... They fought.

For a while, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the orcs fisted to the flesh, tearing and biting.

Ten minutes later, in addition to the unharmed mother, there were only seven or eight orcs left on the platform.

"Let them kill themselves. ”

When the orcs received the order, they immediately struck their hearts without hesitation, and then their strength became weaker and weaker, and they fell to the ground with a bang, and the flesh and blood in the heart were blurred.

Hu Feng reappeared on the observation platform with a happy face.

"Having finally found a source of cannon fodder, the huge force that the Burning Legion and the Void creatures are proud of will no longer be a problem. ”

"Let him out, I'm going to take this orc. ”

The scholars immediately complied.

"All of you have a great credit, this orc, comparable to the purification order. ”

Hu Feng laughed and patted Oluriel and nodded at the scholars, who immediately understood.

"All of you have been promoted, and those of you who are now participating in this project are free to choose a research direction or become a candidate for the Archon Project. ”

A few days later.

The Eastern Kingdom Continent, the Western Plague Lands.

A mysterious and strange tribe of orcs has suddenly appeared in the Icewind Ridge area.

Their buildings are nothing more than rubbish heaps made of broken wood.

In the center of the tribe, a huge orc was dressed in rough steel armor, which had no sense of regularity or beauty, almost indistinguishable from pieces of thick iron that had been pieced together haphazardly.

He was given a name by his master: the Great Warlord.

He is the Progenitor, and he is the king of all new orcs.

They are greenskins.

The Great Warlord quickly jumped onto the boulder in front of the tribe and looked at the tribe below that looked like a giant garbage heap.

“aaaaaagh！”

A loud roar spread throughout the region.

Countless greenskins poured out of the garbage heap and gathered in the open space in front of the boulders.

The current greenskins are not only tall and strong green-skinned orcs, but also some short, thin green-skinned goblins.

This goblin is not the clever and treacherous goblin of the world of Azeroth, but is a mutation of the greenskin.

The ability of the green skin to reproduce is terrifying, and their hard green skin can actually photosynthesize! Their hair, and even dandruff falling to the ground, can grow new green skin.

The Greenskinned Goblins are the weakest of the Greenskins, and they are often grabbed by the Greenskins and wiped their butts.

Or as a killing toy to kill oneself to pass one's restlessness.

Of course, the main role of the greenskin goblins is the death squad. Armed with high explosives supplied by the Night Empire, they hurled them at the enemy in crudely catapults during the war, and then rushed up to blow themselves up with a target of their choice.

The number of greenskins is skyrocketing every day, and Icewind Hill is no longer able to accommodate these exponentially growing numbers of greenskins.

So the big warlords decided to go to war.

He received orders from his master, and in the north, there was a place called the Valley of the Hearth.

Punch in, kill, burn, eat.

The greenskinned troops are like a filthy river, surging through the garbage-like tribal camp.

The stronger ones wore rotten armor covered with rust, the average ones wore planks, and the weaker ones wore trousers.

The same goes for weapons.

“aaaaaaaaaagh!!!!!!!”

The Great Warlord let out a long roar again, and the Greenskins immediately became frenzied and agitated, and they all followed suit.

The green tsunami began to march towards the Valley of the Hearth.

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