Leaving home in the darkness of night, several people were not too disappointed. Although the weather was dry and cold, there was still no wind, and the moon shone brightly under the clear starry sky. The empty land has a unique beauty of silence. Oh, and it can't be said to be silent, in the distant wilderness, from time to time, there are bursts of beast howls, reminding the orcs that this is definitely not a safe back garden.

Orc eyes can see at night, but after all, they can't compare to the daytime, just like turning on night vision devices, and the color of the scene seen is monotonous. When there is no light source, there are usually only black and white colors in the eyes. If you see too much starry sky, you will be bored, and they have only been gone for a day and are already very tired, Susan and Celine are a little overwhelmed.

Baroque looked around, and suddenly pointed to the distance and said, "There's a big lake there." We'll camp by the lake for the night and go back tomorrow. ”

In the distance on the left, a white expanse of water ripples. It's just winter, and even though it's already very cold, the lake isn't frozen, and the water under the night sky is as vast as the sea, and you can't see how big it is. Driven to the lake, Barrotan and Zainzu set up their tents, while Susan and Celine gathered hay and twigs and lit a campfire to keep warm.

Walking to the lake, Baroque picked up a handful of water and tasted it, it was salty and dry, confirming his suspicion that it was indeed a saltwater lake.

Although the price of salt is low, it has always been a strategic commodity, and all the places near the sea are occupied by humans or other races. Orcs need salt and have to be exploited by human smugglers, often paying tenfold as much. This caused the orc tribes to be expensive and rare in salt. It's no wonder that Soto was surprised to see the Baroque people boiling horse meat with a whole bag of salt! to be able to solve big problems.

After a simple bite of food, Celine and Susan went into the tent to rest, Baroque and Zainzu. The three Angret sat around the campfire, and the Baroque totem pole was erected beside him.

Rak's light and shadow appear. Swirling around the campfire under the night sky, the people had long been accustomed to it, and Barrotan and Zainzu were not surprised, but they were very sad for Rak, and they did not know when this frost wolf, who looked dull but was loved by all the people, would return to his body.

"Barotan, Zainzu. Do you still have the flaminda fantasy eggs with you?" Baroque suddenly remembered something and asked.

At the beginning, he stole three Salaminda Phantom Beast eggs from the Padya Academy of Magic and gave them to Barrotan, Zainzu and Angray for safekeeping, but then there were too many things for Baroque to deal with. It was only tonight that I suddenly remembered.

"We've always had it with us, and this stone-like beast egg is so hard, and on several occasions I've been touched by an iron weapon during a battle, and it didn't hurt in the slightest. Baroque patriarch, can this phantom beast egg hatch out?" Barrotan pulled out an egg-sized flamingo phantom beast egg from his bosom. said with a sad face. It would be nice to see the legendary phantom beast with your own eyes!

Baroque took the two eggs and held them in his hands. Without exception, the silver wolf, which had been sleeping on its arm, once again conveyed its dissatisfaction to Baroque: "Baroque. Are you going to let these two inferior phantom beast eggs into your body again? This is the home of our four brothers, don't let these guys in. My three brothers helped you fend off the attack of the Wind Whispering Scout, and they were affected, delaying the time of hatching, and are recuperating in your body, so don't disturb them. ”

"Hey, this is my body!" Baroque cried out in his heart, expressing his displeasure, "Even if you are the overlord of the phantom beasts, you can't stop me from studying other phantom beasts, right? But let me mobilize a trace of purple electricity, right?"

"Oh, that's right. Why didn't you say it earlier?" the silver wolf muttered as he seemed a little embarrassed. Then he said with a blank mouth: "Isn't it just to let the flamingo hatch, you don't need to use your purple power to urge, these inferior guys may not be able to withstand the divine power of that power." These three eggs seem to be almost at the point of incubation, and you only need to sweep the purple power over the shell of the phantom beast egg a few times to induce their power to burst out of the shell. ”

"It's that simple?" Baroque said in surprise, and then couldn't help but be a little angry: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"You didn't ask me!" the little wolf looked confident, "Besides, with our four brothers to help you, when we are fully grown up, coupled with your mysterious power, we can completely dominate the entire Sauron Continent, these inferior phantom beasts are just a burden." ”

"With the help of your four brothers, of course I can ignore all the other phantom beasts, but what about my people? Could it be that you Hebrewonian wolves have other races? Your father has left you a few bastard brothers outside?" Baroque could see that as the silver wolf warmed up in his body, his strength gradually grew stronger, and the little one became more and more confident and proud. The feeling of that stinky fart always irritates Baroque.

Sure enough, the little silver wolf thundered, but fortunately it didn't have many curse words, so Baroque turned a deaf ear and let it mumble in his head.

Mobilizing a trace of the purple power of the soul sea, accumulating it in both hands, and gently holding the two phantom beast eggs, a layer of red light immediately rose. His heart moved, and he suddenly said to Barrotan and Zainzu, "Put your hands on the phantom beast egg. ”

Although Barrotan and Zainzu were confused, they followed Baroque's words and put their hands on the eggs of the flaminda phantom beast. A tingling burning heat came from their hands, causing them to subconsciously pull back, and Baroque shouted, "Put it still." ”

The poor two guys didn't dare to disobey Baroque's orders, they could only endure the sting of the burning fire, and the feeling became stronger and stronger, the two phantom beast eggs were like scorching charcoals, and even a stream of fire extended along the veins of their arms close to their bodies, and their whole bodies were in severe pain, hot sweat broke out all over their bodies, their muscles twitched, and they couldn't control their bodies at all.

Baroque didn't feel anything, he didn't expect that just using purple power to stimulate the phantom beast eggs would cause such a drastic effect. The two reddish-brown inconspicuous phantom beast eggs lit up red like burning charcoals, and his spirit could 'sense' that there was a crack in the shell, and even the little life inside the egg began to break the shell. At this moment, a message flowed into his mind from the light left by the old Hebrewonian wolf, and he knew something. With a bold idea, he immediately gathered purple power and urged the small flamingo inside the beast's egg to drill outward.

The little flamingo tore open its broken shell, covered in fiery scales, and a mouthful of sharp teeth, and its eyes seemed to shine with a fierce light, and it devoured the egg shell as soon as it emerged. Upon devouring all the shards, Baroque immediately slashed through the wrists of Barrotan and Zainzu, and a large stream of blood shot out, splattering the two small flamingus.

Sure enough, as the old wolf message said, the phantom beast has a very special reaction to the blood of the orcs. As if they were about to melt, they turned into a stream of fire and burrowed into the wounds of Barotan and Zainzu...... This is also the origin of the burning sting pain felt by the two orcs!

As soon as the molten fire stream of the little lizard entered the orc's body, it seemed to be blocked. Although there was nothing in front of them, they felt like an iron wall was blocking them, making it impossible for them to enter. Baroque perceives all this with shamanic soul power throughout the whole process, and knows that this is the so-called [racial boundary], which is also called "inferior blood barrier" by humans. The reason why ―――――― orcs can't use the Phantom Crystal Armor is because of the existence of this [racial boundary], which makes them unable to fuse with the crystal nucleus of the Phantom Beast. Humans, elves, and even dwarves can all fuse perfectly with the phantom crystal, so that they can transform the armor and obtain the powerful power of the phantom beast. Baroque went one step further, he didn't have to kill the phantom beast to obtain the phantom crystal at all, but was able to fuse with the living phantom beast, and also get the power of the phantom beast, and it was far from being as simple as one plus one. ...

In Baroque's view, the so-called "inferior blood barrier" is full of weirdness and mystery. Could it be that other intelligent races in the entire continent can merge with the illusion crystal, why can't the once incomparably brilliant orcs do it? I'm afraid there is a terrible big secret hidden behind it.

Originally a staunch atheist, after the fusion of the two souls of the earth and the other world, Baroque began to believe that there must be some kind of mysterious existence in the world, just like the terrible doubt in the heart, why do other races have their own gods and gods, but the orcs only worship their ancestors, and do not have any gods of their own?

My head began to hurt sharply, and I seem to have had such an experience before, and that time I forgot something, which was very weird. Baroque vaguely knew he couldn't go on...... At least you can't think in that direction until you have enough power. He focused on continuing to urge the purple power to break through the invisible barriers on Barrotan and Zainzu's bodies for the little flamingo.

Once again, the purple power did not disappoint Baroque, it was simply omnipotent, easily breaking through an invisible diaphragm, like shattering glass. The little flamingo happily re-transformed into a stream of fire and burrowed into Barrotan and Zainzu's bodies. The two orcs screamed in unison and passed out.

Baroque tore open the animal skin clothes of Barrotan and Zainzu, and sure enough, on their chests, a fiery red lizard tattoo appeared, as if they had been burned with a soldering iron!

When it was done, Baroque couldn't help but laugh out loud...... He had never been so confident about the future as he had at this moment.

The movement outside alarmed Celine and Susan in the tent, and Celine put on a cloak and came out to see what was going on, but was picked up by Baroque and got into the tent, and her mouth was already blocked by Celine's delicate lips............ (To be continued)