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It is well known: life ...... Natural selection, survival of the fittest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info And when the competition is placed in the life level of civilization, it has another name - war!

For the sake of living space, for the sake of survival resources. As humans became stronger, orcs declined, and orcs were gradually expelled from the middle of the rich continent by humans and driven into the hot northwest desert of the continent, and had to recuperate under the gift of the treasure of the desert - the oasis.

However, the fertility of the orcs is too strong, and the desert bounty cannot provide for it. For this reason, the orcs have waged wars against the Solan Empire and the Romander Federation all year round to carry out partial attrition. And the scale of the war is naturally judged by the annual harvest.

Bostan Oasis is located in the northwest of the continent on the coast, covering an area of more than 10 thousand square kilometers, mainly plains, the annual grain output accounts for about 8 percent of the orcs, and the quality of its harvest can directly determine the annual harvest of the orcs. As such, it also became the basis for the orcs to judge the scale of the war.

Fertile fields for thousands of miles, Guangfu water is abundant, fruitful, and another year of good harvest. In this season of harvest, their faces are already filled with the joy of harvest. On the birthday of the beast god, the major cities of Stembo are full of harvest joy, and the joy is extraordinary.

Cuneo, the pearl of Stambo, the third largest city of the orcs, is no exception!

More than 100,000 orcs have poured into this city to celebrate the birth of the beast god, sing and dance for the beast god, and thank the beast god for his protection and gifts. The main road was full of orcs of different races, and many races with contradictions put aside their grievances and sang and danced together at this moment......

However, a few kilometers away from the city of Cuneo, a hundred meters above the sky, there are earth-shattering changes......

The whole space was like a mirror, and it was smashed hard by an inexplicable foreign object. As soon as it was smashed in the center, thousands of cracks were born in an instant, and they gradually spread throughout the space, densely packed!

Bang!

It's like the glass of a ship sinking into the deep sea, which eventually can't withstand the pressure of the seawater and cracks. It is poured into a colorless and odorless gas, rushing, like a river into the sea, rolling in, like a waterfall, sloping down from the sky, like a pen and ink into the water, spreading.

Like a black hole, it devours the surrounding air, elements, and even time and space with the potential of destroying the world, and even light cannot escape from it, and the place it passes through is pitch black.

Like a terrifying tsunami, it poured down from the surging canopy of the sky, plundering all around, but silently.

In an instant, a grand feast turned into a tragic tragedy.

Doubts do not wait, but still turn into fear.

Weeping, wailing, shouting...... All kinds of emotions flood the once prosperous place. The streets are in a panic, and the ugliness of intelligent beings is unobstructed, accompanied by the unique virtues of intelligent beings!

But no matter what, the moment the darkness passed, it all turned into nothingness. Only a few strong people can resist the breath. In a few breaths, the body and soul seemed to be absorbed by something, turned into ashes, and dissipated.

At the same time, the space also produced an inexplicable force, slowly repairing the broken sky of the space and stopping the inflow of gas.

In less than 10 minutes, the space was completely repaired. But the incoming gas did not stop, and it was still spreading in space, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

After 1 hour, it reaches its peak, then it starts to slow down, and after 3 hours, it enters turtle speed.

As the root is broken and diluted, its power gradually weakens, and the black turns gray.

More than 100 kilometers of space were obscured, nearly 20,000 square kilometers of the Bostan Oasis were submerged, more than 10% of the harvest was lost, and nearly a million orcs were devoured one after another, never to come out again.

With a long song, a bird with blue wings flew from the sky. After a circle with the gas, he flew back and landed in the city of Trosa, more than ten kilometers away.

Immediately, a man dressed in white jumped from above. Born with the power of a king who reigns over the world, his handsome facial features seem to be carved out of marble, with sharp and angular lines, sharp and deep eyes, and he can't help but feel that he gives people a sense of oppression.

"Meet the Emperor Ming!" The different clans of the orc clan respectfully saluted the man.

Although the man did not make a sound, he casually raised his hand, as if to signal them to get up. The whole person was staring intently at the pitch-black area ahead, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his heart was sad.

He had just touched the gas slightly. The rich elements that were exuding from the most marginal part made him feel unbelievable. A little inward, it was even more terrifying, as if the whole body was about to be decomposed. Without hesitation, he withdrew from it.

Don't think about it, the orcs inside are probably dead. According to his observations, the damage caused this time was definitely not something that the orcs could afford. It has greatly shaken the foundations of the orc race, and several of them are more likely to become extinct as a result.

Thinking of this, my heart was depressed for a while, and then it was even more sad and unwilling. After hundreds of years of changes in the orcs, seeing the constant struggle of the orcs for survival, he felt deeply unfair about what happened to the orcs.

And so you will suffer such sins. Could it be that the orcs have really been abandoned by the gods?

For the first time, the man had a longing for God. Unlike its Solan Holy See and the Temple of Light, the beast god has never manifested himself. Or rather, there are no beast gods with their priests at all, and their beast gods are just deliberately concocted to appease the orcs, and they never existed.

Looking at the desperate situation in front of him, he didn't know how to explain it except for the power of God.

"When will the High Priest and the Unicorn Emperor arrive?" the man asked, not glancing at the orcs around him, staring ahead.

"It will take 1 hour at the latest. One of them stared at the man very cautiously and replied.

"Really?"

The man didn't speak, and the people below didn't dare to speak casually, and the atmosphere instantly became a little depressing. But no one dared to come out to ease the atmosphere, and maybe no one thought about it!

After a short time, from time to time, the orcs came to Trosa, gathered at the man's location, and during the visit, Wuxing eased some of the atmosphere.

Judging from their dress and demeanor, they are not comparable to ordinary orcs, and they all have an identity in the orc race.

Three hours later, the Unicorn Emperor arrived before the High Priest, and a short time later, the High Priest arrived. Looking at his outfit, he was embarrassed, and he thought that he would go to the front to take a look.

At this point, the atmosphere changed subtly again. Compared to the man's perception, the high priest apparently had a different explanation.

A great event of destruction, in the eyes of the high priest, became an opportunity for the orc race. Because the high priest found that as long as he could withstand the corrosion of that gas and survive, his body would definitely undergo drastic changes, greatly improving the orc race's talent for cultivating magic and swordsmanship.

A young orc who came out of it is a good proof of the words of the high priest. And some of the orcs who came out later proved her conjecture even more.

Transforming into a treasure is naturally a good thing, but the orcs still have more urgent problems to solve, and I am afraid that this year's food will not be enough. Not enough in itself. If food from the Terrans is imported in extraordinary years, the war may be even more intense.

According to the characteristics of the continent, the next year, the desert will usher in a winter year. There was no harvest for the whole year! It was already a fierce year for the war, and this year it seems that it is going to be even more intense. If they can't get the corresponding supplies, then what awaits the orcs is to weaken the power of Ichisei Cheng.

This has become the most pressing topic of discussion at the moment.

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