Because it is already very close to the "negative" of the world ring, beyond the endless wilderness, we can see the mighty flow of roots, these forces of order from the "positive" have gone through the entire "material plane", and have lost the orderly appearance of the white array before, becoming colorful, order, chaos, good, evil, light, darkness, earth, water, wind, fire, life, death...... The rich and colorful material planes give them a variety of attributes, and they converge into a colorful torrent, like a river like a sea, rushing to the edge of the material plane, towards the negative flow. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, in the midst of the torrent, there was a scrawny old horse, carrying a knight in old armor, standing outside the endless field.

He looked depressed and depressed, his horse was so thin that he could see his ribs, and he staggered when he walked, as if he might die at any moment; the patterns and decorations on his armor had been almost smoothed out, and rusted in many places, and many of the armor pieces that should have been strung together with leather from the inside had even cracked, and the scrawny body of the war horse could be faintly seen inside; the sword without any decoration was inserted in the leather sheath that had been worn out a lot, the tip of the sword was exposed, and the silk thread that should have been wrapped around the hilt to absorb sweat was now replaced by rags。

In general, he makes people feel poor at first glance, as if he came out of a comedy, or an exaggerated tragedy used to describe the background characters of defeat, as miserable as they come.

However, when he saw him, Le Feng, who had been smiling and confident, changed his face.

"Astolil, what are you doing here?" he asked coldly, Sui Xiong could clearly hear a little uneasiness in his voice, and he could clearly see a little fear on his face.

Among the gods of the world, there are only a handful of people who are qualified to make him so uneasy and fearful, and the Lord of Order must be one. His eldest brother, the god of justice, Jol Gardeman, can probably count one, and the master of mysteries, who has a brilliant past record to the point of being terrifying, can probably be counted as one, and the rest ...... Can the Lord of Radiance be counted? Sui Xiong was a little skeptical.

But he never thought that the god of knights could actually make Le Feng show such a look.

In his mind, the god of knights, Astoril, was a god with a rather lack of presence. This deity rarely sends oracles, and he never appears in matters big or small. His church was constantly oppressed by the gods of nobility. He doesn't react like a sluggish sloth, and if you slap him, it will take him three minutes to cry out in pain.

You know, the God of Literature and Art will also try to save his own church, and came to negotiate with Sui Xiong to relocate the headquarters of the God of Literature and Art Church to the Grand Theater of the Void Mask Playground!

Sui Xiong had always felt that the God of Knights was quite weak, and he didn't react when he saw his church being bullied like that. A very good one. Sui Xiong felt that if he encountered that kind of situation, even if he didn't jump out like thunder and draw his sword, he would have to find the god of nobility to negotiate with him with righteous words, and he would definitely not allow this kind of thing to continue.

However, the god of knights did nothing.

So Sui Xiong really looked down on him a little.

But...... Looking at Le Feng's appearance now, this knight god seems to be a bit of a doorman......

Sui Xiong floated thoughtfully to the sidelines, quietly watching the development of events.

At some point, the gods of the orc gods also flew out of the endless wilderness. Cheer on your boss. It's just that they don't know whether intentionally or unintentionally, they didn't keep their distance from Sui Xiong. Instead, they stood together. For example, on the left of Sui Xiong is the elephant man who was taught by Le Feng, the hercules of the orcs; on the right is a wild boar man with two tusks in his mouth, the god of cultivation of the orc clan; behind him stands a timid and weak rabbit man, who is the fertility god of the orcs; and a little farther in front there is a snake man with a head on the side, which is the main god of the previous orcs, the "fierce spirit of the iron mask" Sneekner......

"Hey. You're too crowded!" Sui Xiong said with a frown.

The fat boar man snorted and smiled, and snorted, "Arrange a formation first, and wait a while to start." ”

"Dude, I seem to have seen you......"

"Well, the last time everyone beat you up. I spoke to you. ”

"Weren't you a domestic pig back then?

"I already have a few faces, last time I was on the main plane, and the power of the clone was limited, but this time it was the main body. The boar man waved his big wooden stick and said confidently, "Wait and see, I'll be sure to smash a stick on that old tin can!"

"Don't blow it, be vigilant when the fight starts later, and don't let Him kill you with a sword. A tiger man with two scimitars in his hand next to him said coldly, "This time it's not a joke, don't be confused!"

Sui Xiong was full of doubts when he heard this--all the orc gods were all dispatched, and even the rabbit gods who couldn't fight ran out, and they were still so nervous about facing the enemy? Is the knight god very powerful?

So he asked the question.

"What?" replied to him, the boar man turned his head stupidly, looking at Sui Xiong with foolish eyes, "I finally saw someone stupider than me......"

Sui Xiong looked at this guy's obsessive appearance, and suddenly felt that his IQ had been insulted.

What can I be more stupid than this guy!

Fortunately, the wild boar people, the god of cultivation of the orc god line, the creator of the pig people, Bigpist, did not dwell on the issue of "IQ", and quickly got down to business: "That guy Astoliel is very powerful! We suffered his losses back then, and we were killed so badly......

He raised his left hand, which was not holding a weapon, and pointed to Sneikner, the god of snake people, not far away: "The snake boss's father, the poisonous python, died in that battle." ”

Thinkner, who was armed with a spear with a long spine, heard his words clearly, turned his head, glared at him with gloomy eyes, but said nothing, and turned his head again.

Sui Xiong was stunned for a moment, recalled carefully, but didn't remember such a thing, so he simply used the method of consciousness communication to ask for details.

Communicating in this way was much quicker than a normal conversation, and in a matter of moments Bigpist told him the whole story in detail.

It happened in a very long past, when the creator of the orcs, "Zu", had just died, and from his corpse was born the original orc god line, six terrifying giant gods. And the Mother of Water, who lost her enemy, also lost her interest in cultivating a fighting race, so she handed over the human race to Astolil, the "guardian knight" who had just succeeded in becoming a god, and retired by herself.

Orcs and humans are still at war, one side has the advantage of individual force, and the other side has the advantage of discipline and growth speed, and the fight is very fierce.

Later, Astolir launched an attack on the orc gods.

The battle was fought in the dark, but few people know what happened to it, and even the battle itself is rarely mentioned.

However, the orc gods never dared to forget the great battle.

In that battle, four of the six giant gods of the orc ancestors were killed by Astoril, and the "Great Poisonous Python" was one of them, and from his corpse was born the "Iron-Faced Fierce Spirit" Sneckner. The two remaining giants were also seriously injured and had been half-asleep for a long time. But as soon as they wake up, they will babble and warn future generations to beware of that tin can and to remember revenge!

For this reason, the orc gods not only hated the god of knights, Astolil, but were also very wary, even fearful. Now that Astoriel had come to the door, they had rushed out of hula and ready for another group fight, whether out of resentment or worry.

"Under the leadership of Boss Levon, we will be able to kill him!" Bigpist emphasized, repeating it many times.

This is just a testament to the weakness of His heart.

If you don't have any confidence in your heart, why do you repeatedly emphasize that "we can win"?

Sui Xiong sighed secretly, and the eyes of Astoliel, the god of knights, suddenly changed.

It's really unseemly, this destitute knight who looks poor is actually a peerless powerhouse who almost single-handedly wiped out the entire orc god line!

When he thought about it carefully, he was relieved - his eldest brother was also a peerless powerhouse, but when he walked on the street, if he deliberately put away the power of the strong, then he would look like nothing more than a big beggar in rags. Although a body of muscles is a bit good-looking, it is not necessarily much better than the knight god who has an old set of armor and an old horse.

The rotten ship also has three catties of nails, and no matter how downtrodden an old knight is, he can get a lot of money if he sells his armor.

And in front, the God of Knights and the Sky Swallowing Dog are still negotiating. They did not fight as soon as they met, nor did they utter their words, but only communicated with their consciousness in private, just looking at Levon's expression, and this exchange must have been unpleasant, for his face became more and more ugly, and his brow became more and more furrowed.

Finally, he gave up that secret communication of consciousness and shouted, "Astolil, you don't have to talk nonsense! No matter what, we orcs will not give up progress! You old old man, you should have rolled into the dustbin of history a long time ago! Don't ask us with your old ideas!"

The god of knights was silent for a long moment and replied, "I just hope...... Everyone can live in peace......"

His voice was old, dry, even hoarse, and sounded powerless, rather sickly.

"Peace, if you really want peace, why didn't Uther come in person and send you over!" Le Feng smiled coldly, the light flashed, and there was already an extra short spear in his hand, "I put my words here today, if you want to stop us, use your sword to speak! Otherwise, shut up for me!"

He raised his spear, and the orc gods roared with him, raising their weapons in their hands. (To be continued.) )