Chapter 193: The Narrow Road (1)
Qi Meng smiled and said, "I want to see how the master's skeleton army is preparing?"
Although Harry was sinister and cunning, he was also straightforward, took off the storage ring and threw it to Zimon, saying, "See for yourself." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
The chaos infiltrated a little soul energy into the storage ring, and the dense skeletons in the storage space came to mind, this storage space was already considered large, and the space dozens of meters long and wide was actually stuffed without a spare place, and the skeletons were next to each other, overlapping each other.
"Then Master Harry lend me one to use, and we can start right away. "The mist on Zimon's body is surging, and the tentacles of the secret stripes are gathered, which can immediately help Master Harry complete his rebirth.
At this moment, Harry was not in a hurry, his eyes rolled, thinking about letting the beauty go outside to suffer first, she broke off the idea of returning to the human world, and would come back to be this skeleton husband and wife with peace of mind.
"That's it, beauty, I'm not in a hurry, I'll go with you, lest you wantonly damage my treasure, and there are some skeleton-infused souls because they are too resentful of me and are not under my control, so I deprive them of consciousness, these skeletons can only sense my soul energy, and they have the ability to act. β
"Then there's Master Law. Zimon saluted.
"Alright, alright, you're better than me now, stop pretending. β
"Hahaha, then you're welcome. Qi Meng immediately laughed, his face was arrogant, and his previous humble appearance disappeared in a blink of an eye.
In the darkness, the bone dragon's mouth was spitting out some pale cyan flames, and the wounds on its body were healing little by little, and Master Harry used the loopholes of the A-Blue rules to create a new species of plane that did not require heart and blood, similar to infernal creatures.
"Spit out, spit out a fart, come over to Lao Tzu. β
The bone dragon walked over dissatisfied, squatted down, and the other two giant orc skeletons also followed, one of them, the eyeless eye socket, always looked at Qi Meng, a gray flame danced endlessly.
"Could it be ......," Qi Meng frowned.
"Durich, but according to your revenge on him, I give him one day a month to sober up and let him know his situation, and the rest of the time to deprive him of consciousness and make him a fool, this guy is angry every time he comes to his senses and wants to kill me, but he still can't resist this master, although his soul is weaker, not as good as a magician of the same level, but now he is also a general of my skeleton legion. β
"Then this skull dragon must be a shaman. Zimon asked.
"That's right, I didn't deprive him of his consciousness, he is much better behaved than Durich, right, shaman, it's not Lao Tzu who helped you be reborn as a bone dragon, you can only be locked up in my body forever, you can come out to see the flowers and plants, breathe fresh air, you should thank me." β
The bone dragon howled in protest, Harry's face changed, and a layer of invisible soul fluctuations dispersed, and the bone dragon immediately let out a grief, and there were a few more cracks on his body.
The two bone beasts pulled the claws of the bone dragon, and as the bone dragon slowly flew into the sky, Qi Meng's palm ignited a blood-colored flame, falling from the air, and the moment he fell into the deep valley, a fire lit up under the valley, and many resentful howls were faintly heard.
Master Harry didn't seem to have much nostalgia, so he put on his robe and hat and said, "I feel that you are completely different from what you used to be. β
"It's just that the form of existence is different. β
When the two of them left, the orcs and humans who came to deliver the bones saw a sea of fire at the bottom of the deep valley, and you looked at me, I looked at you, and fled in all directions.
.......
When Qi Meng was planning to give the other orc clans a slap in the face, the huge orc clan of the Legg clan, in the branches, the Legg Delay clan and the Legar Jaeron clan due to their different beliefs, often made big moves, although when facing other clans, they would be united, but when it was calm, the two clans would still attack each other, trying to attack each other, the big chief was accustomed to this, because the entire Legg clan was widely dispersed, the wars between various small clans were really common, the core of the Legg clan, the dark city, as long as it was not affected here, for these wars, the big chieftain mostly ignored them.
However, this time, the Grex Drai clan seems to have the intention of really destroying the Jaeron clan, and it is rumored that they have welcomed their god of belief two years ago, and the Great Chief, as the leader of the entire Legg clan, has been dismissive of their god of faith, because even the god of faith is only a minor god among the dark gods.
If you believe in God, you naturally have to worship the great gods and giant gods.
The Delai clan has always been unfavorable to him, and this time he actually beat the Jaeron clan in all directions, almost like a desperate situation, this doppelganger who believes in gods has attracted the attention of him and the high priest.
After careful investigation, the doppelganger of the god, the high priest, discovered that the existence of the godhead was not just a doppelganger.
The Legar Farran clan is the core of the Gel clan, and is also known as his own clan, the great chief originally disdained such a small god, he knew that some dark gods ran to Alan, and they may not be his opponents, not to mention that the high priest also said that the dark god is very weak, and it is not as weak as some warriors in the clan, but the high priest is determined to invite this dark god to his clan, so as to get in touch with the mysteries of the gods.
The Great Chief ordered, which clan would dare not give?
So there is today, at the gates of the Dark City, the minotaur warriors in simple decorations stand in rows, they are armed with battle axes, they wear helmets, their proud horns extend from the helmets, they never wear shoes or shirts, those scars are their glorious history, thick bodies, dark skin, some black manes on the sides of their cheeks.
A carriage drove in at the entrance of the tower, and sitting on the horse was Morodis, his handsome face with a smile on it.
In the carriage, Sally regained her dignity, and King TaΓ±o, who was sitting next to her, looked as cold as iron, his hands and feet were locked by black chains, and some magic was built on the chains, which unconsciously sucked out the fighting energy in his body.
The six-meter body of the Great Chieftain is also very conspicuous among the people who twist their heads, his horns are already one meter long, there are countless wounds, but they have never been broken, some flowing black energy on his inky black skin is condensed like a substance, and powerful power fluctuations come out of this body at all times, strictly speaking, orcs do not have fighting spirit and magic, their strength comes from innate and acquired training, and there is no systematic cultivation method like that of human warriors.
Compared with the Great Chief, the High Priest's long fangs were much longer than the average Minotaur, and he was slightly slumped, not as strong as the Great Chief, but the hidden magic fluctuations under this old and weak body were also very terrifying.
Most orcs rely on fighting again and again to improve their strength, so their use of power is completely in line with their own. However, in addition to the priests, the priests will select successors to be trained, and the priests are the inheritors of ancient magic.
Most of the Legg clan were dressed simply, with a shroud covering their lower bodies, and the warriors only wore axes and helmets, while the big chieftain had two pairs of dark green horns hanging from his waist, and the residual dragon breath was still on it, which was the trophy after fighting a giant dragon when he became the big chief.
In front of the big chief, Morodis looked very small, his black eyes occupied most of the area, only a small circle of whites of the eyes remained, glanced at Morodis, and said, "Dark God, from now on, you will serve the Legg clan." β
Morodis smiled slightly, since that battle, after seeing the despicable and shameless nature of human beings, the demon has continued to learn this wisdom, especially in Sally, he learns intrigues much faster than humans, even if the words of the Great Chief have offended his majesty as a dark god at this moment, he still has a smile on his face, and said: "Lord Haereedman' of the Dark Legion is also admired by me, and it is my honor to be able to help his faithful believers. β
The scale of the dark city is huge, but the building is still the same as other orc clans, lacking an artistic precipitation of civilization development, rough ore and single function, only the great chieftain's big castle is a good high priest's sacrificial hall, the architectural style has obvious traces of human participation in the construction, the dark city, human beings are not uncommon, snatching slaves, is also one of the purposes of the Legg clan to invade other clans.
The Great Chief glanced at a few humans outside the city and said, "Are they your slaves?"
"Yes, it's useful for this human body. Morodis smiled.
"Hahaha, I think so, our girl from the Legg clan, your guy is indeed a little too small. The Great Chief glanced at Morodis's crotch, and his meaning could not have been more obvious.
"You guys, take them to my big fort. β
Among the three women outside the city, there was the female assassin who had assassinated Qi Meng, but a hundred meters away, they could only see Morodis and the tall minotaur talking something, and soon a few orc warriors came up, clamped them in the center, and said coldly: "Go." β
Several beautiful beauties, after occupying Millay's soul again, merged his aesthetics, and Morodis could also appreciate these beauties from Milley's point of view.
They were originally various mercenary groups that came to the Orc Empire on a mission, but they were captured by the orcs and served as slaves for a while, thanks to the appearance of Morodis who rescued them, and Millai's cold and handsome face, the three women were willing to follow Morodis's side.
At this moment, on top of the carriage, Sally got down to the ground and walked towards the Great Chief, and with a faint glance of his eyes, he knew how weak this woman was, and she was not even worthy to be a slave in the Dark City.
With a charming smile, Sally walked up to the Great Chief, saluted slightly, and said, "Dear Great Chief, my name is Sally. β
As she spoke, her eyes were as silky as silk, but the orcs were completely puzzled by these customs, and the great chief shouted, "What are you doing? Are you qualified to stand in front of me? Get out!"
The Great Chief turned his head and walked away, and Sally's smile stiffened slightly, causing Morodis to burst into laughter. (To be continued.) )