"Oh, are you humans?" the giantess looked at us curiously, and then said, "Anyway, I really want to thank you for saving my people this time!"

"Princess, don't blame yourself, you've done a good job!" Seeing that she couldn't work for so many children alone, Poor Dao helped put the wounded on Gai Ci's back, and said, "Your Royal Highness the princess put them all here, it's more comfortable!"

"Thank you!" the ninth princess smiled, "You can call me Riva, we orc royal family does not have as many highnesses in your human royal family, only my third brother as the crown prince is qualified to be called your highness!" she said she put the children on Gaici's back, then turned around and dismantled the fish-man's improvised wooden shed, and began to put the dead children's bodies on it, apparently she was pulling them back to return to the children's parents!

"Hehe, that's better to be respectful!" said Poor Dao, "I heard that Riva is in an adult trial this time? Uncle Zu also consciously joined in.

"120 years old!" Riva said dryly.

"Oh!" Poor Dao was dizzy, if he couldn't become a sword god after so many years of cultivation, it would be really depressing. It seems that there are many masters in the orc high-level, and it really has a lot to do with the longevity of people!

Dozens of corpses were cleaned up. Riva walked alone with the shed, followed by Poor Dao and her uncle. The troll child had taken over Gaiji's back alive, and he had now returned to his usual appearance, leaving me with no place to sit and have to bless myself with a levitation spell and float in the sky. Then he dragged Gaji's ears forward, and Poor Dao was not willing to step on a foot of water.

Uncle Zu can only be depressed and shallow in the muddy water, hehe, what is the sword god, has the ability to fly? In fact, the sword god can really fly, but unfortunately he can't fly a few miles before his fighting spirit is exhausted, so he can't use it to rush at all, so he has to grieve himself!

When we had walked about ten miles, Riva suddenly stopped and said to me, "Can you please do me a favor?"

"Of course. Is there anything I need to serve?" asked the poor in surprise!

"My Beamon is stuck here, can you help me get it out? it's dying!" Riva said anxiously, pointing to a quagmire.

"It's almost gone?" said the poor man, "He's been flooded for days, hasn't he?"

"Yes, Beamon and Bear are close relatives and they share similar traits of hibernation. Riva said earnestly: "Our family records that one of my ancestors once had Beamon buried alive for a month. But Beamon, who dug him up a month later, is still alive, just because Beamon will go into hibernation under such circumstances!"

"Oh, then I'll try!" Poor Dao was interested when he heard this, and quickly used his divine sense to probe downward, and sure enough, he felt a powerful life fluctuation at a depth of about fifty meters below. It's incredible! It's really not dead. Poor Dao didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly pretended to reach out and cast a spell, and its practical spell was Gaici. We stood together, and without magic, Riva could only feel powerful fluctuations in magic, and it was really impossible to tell who was casting the spell.

I saw that under the magic spell of the poor land, the ground began to rise, and the mud underground began to surge upwards like a fountain, in fact, it was Gaiji who was using magic to urge the soil under Beamon's feet to rise, and finally, with the rise of a behemoth, the mud gushing also stopped.

"Great. Thank you!" Riva screamed and pounced on her mount, and when she reached Beamon's side, she began to call incessantly, using her hands to clean the mud from its body. Hey, woman, why can't you forget your appearance?

Poor Dao had no choice but to remind: "Riva, its stomach is full of water, as long as it is controlled, it will wake up!"

"But how?" asked Riva, anxiously.

"Please flash it!" said Poor Dao with a smile.

"Okay!" Riva then flashed to the side.

"Open!" Poor Dao jumped into the air and jumped behind Bimeng, and then slapped his palm on the back, a stream of spiritual power came out through his palm, reaching Bimeng's stomach, under the stimulation of Poor Dao's spiritual power, Bimeng spit out a mouthful of black water, and then it was like the Yellow River bursting, pouring thousands of miles, spitting out a dark place.

This is only a little smaller than Mengbi Xianyana, but it is still mighty and extraordinary, but the black muddy water on his body looks very sloppy, and the small gray becomes small black, and the whole thing is like a pile of black coal ash. Although it is very embarrassed now, but we are not in the mood to laugh, we are all shocked by its strong vitality, a creature that lives on land all year round, but can drown in muddy water for days and nights without dying, this girl is too small and strong, right?

Anyway, we managed to get the people out this time, and the mission was successfully completed, and by the time we got back to the troll village, it was almost dawn. But the village is still bright, everyone is waiting for our news, after seeing us appear, everyone cheered and surrounded us, a burst of warm greetings and thanks, poor Dao is very ashamed to be a hero. Yaluk was so grateful to me that I didn't know what to say, although I didn't save the princess, but I was able to run this trip myself, which touched the orcs a lot!

Kerry and Master Rathingk had been back a long time ago, and they had been waiting for news from us, and everyone was very happy to meet each other, talking about what had happened. Master Rajuk and they are close to them, and the speed of flight is also fast, and they directly parachute into the tribe of the fishmen, which is a good kill.

Although they didn't say much about the specific experience, it was from the troll knights' eyes that looked at Master Rathink. With the extra reverence, I knew that this battle was definitely played by Master Rashangk, otherwise the three Wyvern Knights might not be the opponent of hundreds of fishmen, who called the poisonous mist breath that the bipedal Wyvern relied on to become famous had almost no effect on the fishmen? And the fishman's net was a guest star of the Wyvern, so an opponent like the fishman, the Wyvern Knight could not fight at all.

As for Kerry, it's even simpler. He wanted to maintain the mysterious temperament that a necromancer should have, so after just a few words, hundreds of fishmen were wiped out, and nothing else was said. In fact, he came back earlier than Master Rathik, you must know that his distance is much farther than that of Rathik, so many trolls even believe that Kerry can clean up hundreds of fishmen so quickly, but fortunately, Aluk quickly stood up to vouch for Kerry, but he has seen Kerry's methods, and knows in his heart that the hundreds of troll warriors in this village are not enough for Kerry to wave his finger. I'm afraid I'm going to end up messing with Kerry.

When it was completely dawn, we said goodbye to everyone and continued our journey. It's very close to our destination, Beastmaster City, and it's only a dozen days to walk, and Riva is going back. We've made an appointment to meet in Beastmaster City!

A few days later, Poor Dao and the others came to the sky above the Beast King City at noon on a sunny day, and from the sky, we were three first-time humans. I was immediately shocked by the grandeur of this city to the extreme. The three of us can be regarded as having some knowledge, especially the poor road, although there is still a lot of gap between this city and the giant city of the god realm. But on this continent, it is definitely the first in the world, and any royal capital, holy capital, and Beast King City can only be regarded as second-rate goods.

The whole city is built on a mountain, and this mountain is definitely not smaller than the holy mountain, but even taller. The hill is full of defensive land with tall walls, layer upon layer to the top, and in the meantime densely packed with solid stone fortresses. There is not even a building that looks like a dwelling, but even a place on the top of a hill where there should be a palace, and there is an extremely tall castle.

In addition to the fact that the building is a defensive military building, the people inside are also fully armed soldiers, a team of minotaurs, Na Flails patrol around, orcs and trolls are everywhere, and various other strange races are also there, and even from time to time you can see the Beamon royal family with Beamon.

So it's not so much a city as a fortress, and it's the strongest fortress on the continent. I dare to assert that even if the five major legions of the Holy See come out together, they will only end up with hatred here, and there is no possibility of breaking it at all.

This made Poor Dao fall into a deep confusion, the orcs are very productive and have a very difficult stomach, how can they have the ability to build such a huge project? Moreover, looking at the arrangement of the fortresses and the style of the buildings, they are completely different from the orc buildings they have seen before, and they are obviously a lot higher.

And the stone used for the construction is not the same as the stone on the mountain, which is white, but the stone for the fort is black. This is strange, is it possible that there are stones that are still transported from afar, and how much manpower and material resources are required for so many stones?

In addition, these stones have obvious traces of processing, so calculated, this is simply an unimaginably huge project, not to mention the orcs, even if humans want to build like this, even with the financial resources of the Holy See, it is difficult to afford, and it will not be able to build it in a hundred years.

Who are the orcs trying to defend against with such a big effort? Poor Dao is simply incomprehensible, humans? Don't joke, humans just sent 10 million troops, and there may be a few left when they arrive here, and it is good if all the demonic beasts along the way are not eaten clean, anyway, for thousands of years, human beings have never been overwhelmed by large armies, and obviously human beings are not qualified to make orcs so nervous.

Could it be the alien race around the orcs? Poor Dao then denied this idea, Yaluk has already explained to me the forces around the Warcraft Forest very clearly, I think, the forces that can threaten the Orc King City should be strong enough to a certain extent, it is impossible I don't know? Could it be the dragon clan?

At this time, we flew over the outer wall of the Beastmaster City, and Poor Dao was surprised to find that the huge city wall twenty or thirty meters high was actually scarred, and I even found three scratches on the wall that were two meters deep. It can be inferred from this huge mark that its size should be no smaller than that of Beamon, whose claws are only more than half a meter long. And such scratches, when Poor Dao and others are flying upwards, can often be seen on the fortress and city wall.

The most critical thing is. These traces are still very new, definitely from the last few years, and it is clear that there was a terrible battle here a few years ago. From these details, Poor Dao quickly deduced some details. A group of extremely powerful enemies attacked Beamon's Beast King City a few years ago, and Beamon knew that they were coming, so he prepared a strong fortress in advance, and the battle process was quite tragic, and it can be known from the traces of serious damage on the fortress on the top of the mountain, and the enemy at that time had at least hit the Orc's Palace.

The final victory obviously belonged to the orcs, otherwise I would not be facing a city occupied by the orcs. Being able to fight here and almost break through such a strong Beastmaster City shows how powerful the Orc's enemies are. This strange thing did not frighten me, but on the contrary, it aroused a great deal of interest, and I felt that this time it was really the right time.

Our final landing point was at the very top of the Beastmaster Castle, at the entrance of the palace. There is a large clearing at the top of the mountain. In addition to a very strong fortress, there is also a huge square. This square is afraid that there are thousands of kilometers in circumference, and it is paved with black stones, which looks very grand and solemn.

When our group came down, we were stopped and interrogated by the guards at the gate of the palace. After that, they took us into the castle. The corridors inside the castle are very long, about a few hundred meters, and they are very tall. It is about 20 meters wide and more than 20 meters high, and when we walk in such a corridor, the feeling of smallness will really arise spontaneously.

At first, I thought it was a little strange, but after walking several of these corridors, I suddenly understood the meaning of these corridors. Isn't this kind of width and height the place where Bimon can most display his terrifying combat power? It is six or seven meters wide and nearly 20 meters wide with its arms outstretched. And the height of his outstretched arms was about the same.

In other words, fighting in this corridor, Beamon can play at full strength almost completely without physical limitations. My God, if you fight in such a small place with Beamon, the king of land battles, even an adult black dragon is definitely no match for Beamon. Coupled with a Beamon royal family pressing on the side, the corridor that the two of them defended was absolutely impregnable, it could be said to be foolproof, and the guy who came up with such a defense method was really a genius.

With the constant admiration in Poor Dao's heart, we finally came to a large hall, which was obviously the place where the orcs were at the top of the meeting, and there were more than a dozen people in it discussing something. Poor Dao found that most of these people were of various races, and only a few of them were four or five meters tall from the Beamon royal family.

They are not like when human beings are deliberating, up and down orderly, there is a difference between dignity and inferiority, everyone sits on the ground, in a circle, but just flashes out the door, the only place to distinguish their identities is probably the position, there are two people facing the door, both are the royal family of Beamon, both give people a terrifying momentum that is not angry but mighty. And their momentum is very different.

The guy on the left is a domineering body, and his momentum is extremely powerful, and the worse people are afraid that they can be scared to death by him at a glance, and Poor Dao felt it in him with his divine sense, the fighting spirit in his body was too strong, and the rich fighting spirit was almost solidified. The masters of fighting spirit that I have seen before, like my uncle, grandmother, grandfather, and even the knight of the Immortal God, may be vulnerable in front of this Beamon.

If I'm not mistaken, he has entered a point where he is about to break the bottleneck of the Sword God, and the reason why the Dou Qi on his body is so uncontrolled overflows means that he has reached a limit of Dou Qi storage, and once he breaks this limit, he will be transcendent and holy, and from then on, he will get rid of the constraints of mortal dust and reach another new realm.

This realm is the first step from mortal to god, which is equivalent to the level of the divine servant, that is, the grade of the seraphim, of course, the actual level may be worse, which is also restricted by innate conditions. Later, if he can still advance, he will become a secondary god, that is, officially become the lowest god, which is about the strength of the eight-winged angel.

These comparisons are very general, but in fact they are all different, and they cannot be generalized, after all, there is a relationship between mutual growth and mutual restraint. Moreover, even if they are nominally of the same level, because of the length of cultivation time, as well as the different relationships between equipment and exercises, the gap between them is very huge. For example, everyone is also a sword god, if the uncle is against this Beamon, it is estimated that the possibility of being killed in seconds is very high!

As far as Poor Dao knows, this neck is very difficult to break, and the further you go, the more difficult it becomes. For example, there are thousands of sword saint-level masters who have appeared in the human race on the continent for thousands of years, but among them, there are only a dozen people who can advance to become sword gods, and there is not a single human being who can reach this Bimeng realm.

I don't know if this Beamon can successfully pass the bottleneck test, but the normal chance is less than 1 in 100,000. However, his appearance still made Poor Dao feel very shocked, I really didn't expect that there would be such a master on the mainland, with his current strength, I'm afraid that Gai Ci will lose more and win less! Don't look at Gai Ci now with the support of the goddess of nature, he has twice as much magic power, but there is still a long way to go before he can advance to the level of promotion. The orcs really gave Poor Dao too many surprises this time!