"Damn Vernon, you traitor, despicable blasphemer!" came a vicious insult from the shaman who woke up. Even High Priest Silo couldn't believe that his most proud student would do such a thing.

Why? Everyone's eyes looked at Vernon with this question.

"Teacher, I know that we should act in accordance with the oracle of the beast god and be the world's spokesman of the gods. But I can't go against my conscience, have we all forgotten what the Baroque has done for the Orcs? I can't forget, Teacher, I can't forget!" Vernon said, already in tears!

"When did we orcs become as treacherous as humans and take revenge? Have you all forgotten that just a few years ago, the orcs were still struggling to survive in the northern tundra. It was the Baroque that led us against the Terran invasion and won victory after victory. We have recaptured the steppe of the horse breeding land that was lost for nearly a thousand years, and we have even occupied the great cities of the human empire, and since then the orcs have never been short of food, clothing, and iron tools,...... and any other supplies. It was the Baroque that united the scattered orcs and rebuilt the unified tribe of our orcs. It was he who created the battle formations of our orcs and formed our powerful army of hundreds of thousands, and no one dared to underestimate us from now on. Even when the Apocalypse Holy See issued a [Summoning Order] to attack the Orcs in an all-out way, it was Baroque who led General Muru and them to lead the army to fight to the death to protect us. Can all this be erased?"

No one refuted it, because Vernon was telling the truth, and anyone who was ashamed would be ashamed.

"Teacher, I don't say this to ask for forgiveness! I destroyed the Star Totem Array, which is a blasphemy against the Beast God, and I will atone for it, but I just want everyone to know before I do that...... Even if we must fear the beast gods, we must not be ungrateful because of this, and even cannibalize each other and raise the butcher's knife against our own people. Vernon knelt at the feet of High Priest Sira, and his voice suddenly lowered a lot: "Teacher...... Please forgive me...... I don't regret doing that...... Even if I don't get forgiveness from the beast god and go to hell for this......!"

Tulayan retreated. He was not inferior, and it was difficult for anyone to respect him except the Baroque, but today, the Venon shaman has earned his respect. All the beast armor warriors retreated. Bow your head to the kneeling Vernon!

High Priest Sira was silent, but his face was already covered with tears. With so close, how could he not feel that Vernon's life was passing by ...... speed. At the moment Vernon fell to his knees, he had already plunged a sharp dagger into his heart. Vernon was using his life to try to heal the inevitable rift of the Orcs, even though his efforts were in vain. But Vernon did not hesitate.

When the three demigods of Baroque, Orum and the Chosen Warrior appeared in the sky above the Temple of the Beast God, they happened to see this scene. The figure flashed, and Baroque was already standing on the steps of the temple, hugging Vernon hard, and the healing white light of the witch doctor frantically poured into his body.

It's a pity that Vernon's heart was pierced by a dagger, and this fatal wound is no longer healed by the power of the witch doctor! As he died, Vernon opened his eyes and looked at Baroque with a hint of a smile. His lips trembled and he wanted to say something, but unfortunately he couldn't make any sound.

Baroque held back his tears and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I know, I know it...... I know what your heart desires. Rest assured, there will be a ...... I will never abandon the Orcs!, and though there may be some punishment and suffering before this, I will eventually lead them to the ...... of glory again!"

Vernon's head hung slowly, and he left with a smile on his face, very peaceful!

The silence of the scene was terrible, and the sky flashed and thundered as if the end was coming. Everyone was in a daze. They always have a hunch...... This terrible weather has something to do with the Baroque.

Orum's face was gloomy and silent, someone had already reported to him what had happened. It was actually a traitor who destroyed the Great Star Totem Array...... The Chosen One on the side let out a deliberate chuckle, causing Orum to feel more humiliated and angry. The Chosen Warrior's eyes turned, and he wanted to continue to provoke a few words. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly looked up with a feeling, and saw that Baroque had already stood up holding Vernon's body, staring at him indifferently, and said lightly: "Shut your mouth, this is our own orc." If you dare to say one more word here, I swear that I will destroy one great city of mankind, and if you say two words, I will destroy two great cities. If you don't believe me, give it a try. ”

Baroque's almost cruel words made the Chosen Warrior instantly angry, but unfortunately he weighed it again and again, and finally held his mouth and did not say a word. Because he knew in his heart that Baroque was a madman, and he had almost killed his own people just now, how could he care about human life?

Intimidating the Chosen Warrior, Baroque looked at Muru: "Muru, count our people and see if there is anything missing." ”

"Baroque, we've already counted them, they're all here, a lot. Muru said in a deep voice.

Nodding, Baroque looked back at the shamans and elders outside the temple, and all those who were swept by his gaze bowed their heads. Finally, Baroque looked at High Priest Silo: "High Priest, it's time for us to talk honestly. ”

"Baroque, alas....... The High Priest of Siloh was tempted to persuade Baroque to stay, but he could not find any suitable reason. At this point, the split is unstoppable.

"Don't be embarrassed, High Priest, I don't have too harsh demands. I will leave the grassland with my people and brothers, and I will leave the grassland for nothing. But the northern tundra is the common home of the orcs, and it is also our last retreat, no matter what, I need to divide a piece of it as our habitat. ”

The Baroque was not demanding, and the High Priest of Silo had no reason to oppose it, as for the beast god to defend Orum...... He didn't care about the northern tundra at all. What he was thinking about at this time was the dark army that would unite with humans to defeat demons. At that time, with the achievements of the beast clan, they will definitely be divided into the most fertile land in the Sauron continent, and they will never return to the barren and harsh land of the northern tundra.

"The grassland of the horse farm is bounded by three hundred miles to the west, and the east is your territory, and we will not step into it again, and the west is my territory. How about such a division?" Baroque proposed.

Although the northern tundra born by orcs is vast, even so, there is a limit to the barren land that can barely survive. The rest of the place is covered in ice and snow all year round, and except for some special magical beasts, few life can survive. If you look at the map to divide the northern tundra like this, you will find that if the grassland of the horse raiser is 300 miles to the west, and the north-south direction is the middle line, he actually only divides less than one-fifth of the territory of the northern tundra, which is still the worst land. Most of the good places to the east and south are reserved for the orcs, and no matter how you look at it, the orcs take advantage of it.

High Priest Siro did not object, nor did Orum, and Baroque took out two written contracts from the storage ring as if he had been prepared, waiting for both parties to sign them. Orum suddenly became vigilant, he knew the cunning of the Baroque, and was worried that there were ghosts in it, but after carefully looking at it three times, he found nothing wrong. In the end, he even took the contract and asked the Chosen Warrior to help read it, and after confirming that there was no problem, he signed his name with the high priest of Sira. Baroque then signed his own name, and one of the parties made the sacred contract valid.

Baroque turned around and suddenly grabbed a boulder from the side hall of the temple in ruins in the distance, and without the use of tools, the boulder was wrapped in a ball of light that shimmered with electric light, and the next moment, it was already carved into a sarcophagus with great skill. Gently place Vernon's body inside. To Muru they said, "It was Muru who saved you and carried you up to the sarcophagus, and we glorified him." ”

Muru, Barotan, Zainzu, Tulayan, Angre, Lorn Khan, Yatutu, Plottoya, and the eight generals solemnly lifted the sarcophagus and followed behind the Baroque. They didn't look back, they just left the Temple of the Beast God and went into the distance. The orcs behind them suddenly felt a sense of gain and loss, as if some of the best things had been lost! Of course, for those orcs who hated the Baroque, they felt completely relaxed, as if they had untied the shackles in their hearts, and the entire orcs would really be under their control in the future. (To be continued.) )