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Chapter 13 Scourge Orcs possess intelligence, although most of them are not very intelligent compared to elves, dwarves, gnomes, and Terrans. www.biquge.info But this does not prevent the orcs from producing some highly intelligent figures, and the simple gaze of these orc leaders can penetrate most of the hypocrisy of the world.

But on the other hand, the vast majority of orcs have more or less maintained the natural surnames of many beasts, they are sensitive, powerful, vigorous, and reproductive. Orcs are simple, hard-working, and have an instinctive obedience to the strong. A chunk of the dried flesh of any beast and the icy water that can be found everywhere in the central mountains are all that sustains a strong orc warrior. Of course, the priests, shamans, physicians, and those with strong force at the top of the entire orc society are treated much better. But that's only relative to other orcs.

Historically, the orcs have formed their own great empire, but at that time they were unlucky, and they happened to run head-on into the elven empire in its strongest period. At that time, the Elven Empire also had four of the twelve Great Elven Kings that had existed in history. Because of the great deeds of the four elven kings slaughtering many dragons and an ancient dragon, this period of glory that lasted for a hundred years is called the dragon's sigh in the history books.

With the expansion of the Elven Empire, the Orc Empire was expelled all the way to the west, and was constantly invaded by dwarves and various strange races along the way, and finally disappeared to the west of the boundless plateau, and has not been heard from since. In the rich central region of the continent, the orcs left behind rely on their adaptability to the environment and vigorous fecundity, and survive in the form of tribes in the deep mountains or wastelands. They are excellent warriors, but their shortcomings are just as prominent, they are poorly equipped, they don't know strategy, they don't have discipline, and most importantly, the magic level of the orcs is still in the primitive era. Any great magician of the human race is enough to serve as the great sacrifice of an orc country.

The fat man has always been familiar with history books, and he knows this history very well. However, what worries him is that this time, the shortcomings of the orcs who suddenly appeared in the central mountain range have been compensated for in terms of equipment, military discipline, and strategy, and the only thing that is not clear is their magic level.

Several orcs climbed to the top of the hill and looked down over the tranquil and graceful valley. In the middle of the valley sits the city of oracles, which has withered a little. Because of the loss of the energy support of the Elven Ancient Tree, the small lake near the city of the Oracle City was also sealed with a thick layer of ice.

Orcs also have a sense of beauty, and their sense of beauty has something in common with elves to some extent. They immediately took a fancy to the valley and prepared to rest here for a day before chasing the elves.

The beauty of the City of Oracles has long transcended races. Although it has lost its luster, the oracle city lying quietly in the middle of the valley is like a sleeping girl, delicate and weak, and it makes people's hearts ache.

Bands of orc warriors rolled into the City of Oracles like a torrent of dark green steel. The officers had already divided the Oracle City into more than a dozen areas for different orc units to enter and rest. It's just that the number of orcs is too much, just forty or fifty thousand is already full of the entire Oracle City, and more orcs have to choose another place to rest in the valley.

Behind the regular orc troops, there were all kinds of strange war beasts, their eyes were red, staring at the orc warriors around them, and from time to time they spewed steaming white gas from their nostrils. Occasionally, a giant beast roars at the surrounding orc warriors, causing the other beasts to roar in response. If it weren't for the desperate restraint of the shamans who harness these behemoths, perhaps they would have pounced on the orcs around them.

Under the intimidation of the war beasts, there was also a small twitch among the disciplined orc warriors.

One by one, the beasts formed a long winding line to the small lake, smashed the frozen ice sheet on the lake, and began to drink. However, a huge roar suddenly rang out in the valley!

The gigantic beast roared into the valley!

There was an unseen majesty around it, and all the behemoths cowered in front of it, giving up the whole lake to it.

The orcs on the top of the hill stood silently, watching everything in the valley. Among them, there are both orcs, trolls, and werewolves, and most of them are dressed as sacrifices. In the center of the orc, there is a mysterious figure wrapped in dark green robes. He was short and thin compared to the tall and stout orcs around him, but the orcs seemed to be in awe of him.

The orcs looked at the immensely majestic beast lying on the edge of the small lake and drinking water, and instead of being excited, they looked a little sorry and sad.

"It looks like Lord Bloodfang has been completely lost in the body of the divine beast, alas!" said the tall orc sacrifice heavily.

The black-robed man in the center said in a strange and shrill voice, "This kind of thing will always happen! I know that the prestige of the Blood Fang in the tribe is very high, but for the sake of the glory of the beast god, someone must take this risk." Bloodfang is the greatest and bravest warrior among the werewolves, and the great mission of carrying the will of the servants of the god of war must of course fall on him. Don't moan like useless elves!The Blood Fang still has a chance to revive his will, and only then will the power of the servant of the beast god be fully realized. But for now, we're already able to sweep across the entire Central Mountains. ”

"Why don't you just go into the Terran country! After catching all the elves, we should sweep the entire northern steppe! We have brought 200,000 warriors, and no Terran country can stop the orc tomahawks!" a troll cried fiercely.

The black-robed man in the center turned around, stared at the troll, and was silent. In the shadow of the hood of the robe, his yellow and green eyes revealed a cold murderous aura. The troll, who had just been roaring, immediately bowed his head in cringe, not daring to look directly at the mysterious figure who was not yet on his shoulder.

The man looked around for another week, and said coldly: "Have you forgotten what the High Priest of Organheller said before we set out on our expedition? That is the oracle of the beast god! In the realm of mankind, there are very powerful guardian gods, and the beast god is not yet fully prepared. So we are not yet at the time of all-out war with the Terrans. The elves, on the other hand, have no guardian deities, which means there will be no powerful priests, mages, and magicians among them!, of course, I can't explain this to you simple-minded people. All in all, our goal this time is to bring the entire Central Mountain Range into the orc map. Whoever can't control his impulses is to go back and be punished by the High Priest of Augenheller!"

Hearing his last words, all the orcs trembled involuntarily.

Seeing that the orcs around him were subservient, the man snorted, and then chanted the incantation, and a moment later, a huge crystal plate appeared in his hand. Such a spell did not surprise the orcs who did not know magic, but if the fat man was here, he would definitely be surprised.

Instant summoning, which allows you to store pre-prepared items in parallel spaces and take them out when needed. This spell has a seventh-order difficulty to cast. The question is, how many mages are willing to use their precious magic power for such a magic? It can be seen that this crystal plate must be an extremely valuable magic item.

The crystal plate is one meter square and nearly half a meter thick, and is surrounded by countless images of devils, while the two sides are engraved with magical symbols.

The mysterious man caressed the crystal plate with both hands, chanting incantations incantationally, and slowly, the crystal plate began to levitate itself in the air, and a vague scenery gradually emerged on it.

As his magic continued to infuse, the vision in the crystal plate gradually became clear. With the current valley as the center, the terrain of the mountains within a radius of 100 kilometers is revealed in the crystal plate one by one, and the range of accommodating it is getting larger and larger, and finally reaching about 300 kilometers.

The mysterious man stretched out a pale finger and bit it hard, smearing dark green blood on the crystal plate. So in a position near the edge of the crystal plate, a dense light spot gradually lit up.

The orc leaders present all poked their heads and looked at the crystal plate intently. They all know that a point of light represents the position of a life. After sacrificing with the blood of more than five hundred elves, this crystal plate is already extremely sensitive to the life of elves.

"Very well, you see, these elves are all gathered together, and we are only a little more than a day's journey away, we only need to ......" The mysterious man began to lay out his tactics in a flurry of ways.

At this time, the orc warriors of the Oracle City had already sent large pieces of dried meat down their stomachs with ice water like a whirlwind of the clouds, and each found a comfortable position and lay down. With a loud roar from the orc officer, they soon fell asleep.

In his sleep, an orc felt some itching on his arm, so he scratched it vigorously. But the more itchy his arm became, the more he opened his eyes and raised his arm in front of him, only to find that two finger-long transparent insects were writhing their bodies, desperately crawling on his arms to suck blood. He cursed and slapped the two bugs into two lumps of flesh.

The orc snorted twice, and immediately fell asleep again. It was only after a moment that the arm was tickled again.

He was so angry that he almost roared! But the military discipline was so strict that it was close to cruelty that he could not shout as loudly as he pleased. He stared at the blood-red eyes, raised his arm to his eyes, and immediately noticed that this time there were seven or eight identical-looking little insects hanging on them!

The orc's huge slap kept swinging, slapping all these little insects into pulp, and only then did he let out a little bad breath. But then it itched again. He looked more closely, and immediately involuntarily roared, and the cry was full of fear!

It was in the blink of an eye that he had a few more small bugs on his arm. And this time, the orc warrior finally saw clearly that his rough and hard dark green skin bulged out from time to time, and the small packets would slowly crack, and then several small white bugs would emerge from it, and as soon as they came out, they would immediately bite the orc warrior's arm again, desperately sucking blood! During the whole process, the orc did not feel pain, only a burst of itching sensation.

Looking at these little bugs, a deep fear also developed in the simple mind of the orc warrior! He really didn't know how many of these bugs were frantically devouring his flesh in his body at this moment.

The orc warrior's sanity finally crumbled! Extreme fear caused him to jump wildly, shouting as he drew his battle axe and slashed down his own arm!

No pain, no blood.

Half of the orc warrior's arm fell to the ground, and all that fell out of the break was a large mass of white worms wriggling wildly, and in the arm of the orc warrior, in fact, only bones and a layer of skin remained.

The orc warrior roared wildly, and his cry resounded throughout the city of oracles! Several orc officers roared from all directions, ready to teach this undisciplined orc a lesson. Disrupting the rest of the army was enough to throw him to the war behemoth as food.

By the time they stepped into the room, the cries of the orc warriors had long since ceased. When these officers saw the scene in the room, they immediately took a few steps back in shock!

There were six orc warriors lying in the room, but they looked more like staggering, wriggling leather bags at the moment. From their mouths, noses, and eye sockets, there are piles of white bugs crawling in and out.

The orc officers had no idea what was going on, and they were just about to sound the alarm when a white light suddenly shone in front of them. The little insects in the room were like sharks seeing blood, and suddenly they jumped up one after another, like sharp thorns, like lightning stabbing at these orc officers! This time they were fierce, and they exerted the tremendous power contained in their small bodies to the fullest, and with a twist, their bodies were completely burrowed into the skin of the orcs, and then they were scurrying back and forth wildly in the flesh and blood of the orcs!

After a while, the first worm to burrow into the worm broke out of its skin again! Only this time it was not only itself that came out, but also a dozen much smaller larvae!

Several orc officers let out an earth-shattering cry and fell limply. Beneath their green skin, it was like a ball of boiling water.

It's just that their screams can't be noticed like the first orc warrior, because the entire city of oracles is filled with orc screams at this moment.

(To be continued)