Syllable!

Morpheus's palm slammed into Orgrim's head.

Soul Touch!

This is a dragon magic specially developed by Morpheus that can channel a memory into the target's mind.

As soon as the Hammer of Destruction in Orgrim's hand was raised, he was instantly struck, and in an instant, countless memory fragments flooded into his mind.

Images and messages flew by before his eyes.

It seemed as if a long time had passed, but in reality it was only a moment's work, and he suddenly moved again.

"Get out of here!" The Hammer of Doom slammed into Morpheus' head, and Morpheus retreated, dodging the powerful blow.

Orgrim didn't pursue, he stood breathless, looking at Morpheus in disbelief, as if he was still reminiscing about what had just happened.

Orgrim could feel as if something had changed in himself, but yet it was as if nothing had happened.

"What the hell have you done to me?"

"I think you already have the answer to this question, look around you, do you see anything different?"

Orgrim subconsciously glanced around, Sarufar was battling the sorceress, struggling to break free from the dark shackles, but there was a strange thing floating above his head.

Sarufar (High Overseer) Epic Tier 3, level 90, health 13200.

Is that?

He jerked over his head, revealing a line of text as well.

Orgrim Doom (High Chief) Epic Tier 4, Level 90, HP 155000 (Faction Leader).

"It's ...... So everything is true, and all the images you show me are real? ”

Ogrim said, quickly analyzing everything in his mind, yes, everything made sense, why he always felt as if he was being controlled, why all his strategies were discerned, why he felt that the world was shrouded in a huge conspiracy.

I see......

Morpheus nodded silently.

"Sarufar, stop." Orgrim said in a deep voice.

Over there, Sarufar had already broken free from the magic that bound him, and was about to fight to the death with Onexia, when he heard this, the battle axe in his hand suddenly stopped.

"Great Chief, why ......"

"No why, they are not our enemies."

Sarufar was willing to believe and whispered to Orgrim, "Orgrim, have you fallen for some evil witchcraft?" If yes, blink an eye, and I'll immediately call Nao Zu to come and help you solve the spell, if it doesn't work, I can solve them alone. ”

This made Orgrim a little annoyed, "Enough, I'm not that easy to control, he just made me see something clearly." ”

Orgrim said, nodding earnestly at Sarufar, "I'm serious. Sarufar put away his weapon suspiciously.

"Do you need me to call the guards in?"

"There's no need, stand down, they're not hostile, I'm going to talk to His Excellency the Black Dragon King alone."

"You also leave Oni first, and I'll meet you later."

Onexia was obviously a little dissatisfied that he was leaving, but Morpheus had already established his majesty in the Black Dragon Legion, and Onexia could only snort in dissatisfaction and turned to leave.

In the huge hall of chiefs, only Orgrim and Morpheus were left.

"So you came to me and revealed the truth of this world to me, what is it for?"

"For the sake of the alliance, of course, I have a plan and need your help, but before I say that-"

Morpheus's eyes suddenly flashed with coldness, and he opened his mouth suddenly.

Dragon's Breath!

A blaze of flame burned towards a shadow behind the Great Chief's throne.

Orgrim was taken aback, thinking that the black dragon had gone crazy, and the next second he saw a figure in the darkness suddenly burned by the flames and appeared in human form.

A human assassin! In an instant, the human turned into seven phantoms and fled in different directions.

Orgrim was taken aback, the human assassin had apparently been lurking around him for so long that he was completely unaware of it.

Without hesitation, Morpheus burned towards the dark shadow he felt was the strongest of the living breath.

Burst! The shadow disappeared in an instant, but it was a mirror image, Morpheus was a little surprised in his heart, the super high perception of the black dragon allowed him to clearly feel the slight difference between these shadows, he clearly felt that it was a real person.

However, he did not pause in the slightest, and the flames instantly burned towards the next black shadow.

One shot of the dragon breath technique burned three of the shadows in an instant, but he didn't expect that all of them were fake.

At the same time, Orgrim also struck, and the Hammer of Doom in his hand raised his hand into a lava burst combo.

Three more shadows were shattered by the bursting flames.

Unexpectedly, Orgrim also fell short, but the last shadow took the opportunity to come to the window, waved at the two of them and disappeared out of the window.

Hero Skill - Shadow Master!

This skill may seem mediocre, but it has a very bullish effect, allowing the body to switch between different shadows.

In other words, these seven mirror images can all be real or illusory, and as long as they are transformed quickly enough, they will not be hit.

Orgrim finally caught a glimpse of the man's name.

Sword Without a Trace (Shadow of the Grim Reaper) ......

"Hmph, human assassin! Damn it. Orgrim snorted coldly and glanced at the Black Dragon King, but the hostility in his eyes was much less.

"Tell me your plan, let me hear what kind of plan it is, and you found me."

"My plan is ......"

Morpheus recounted his plan, and Orgrim listened, his face constantly changing, and finally he couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahahaha, you're really a madman, you want the tribe to join you? What a joke, orcs will never be slaves! ”

"It's not a refuge, it's an alliance, and besides, the orcs will never be slaves or anything—it's better not to say it so surely."

This made Orgrim a little annoyed, but he also knew very well that orcs were respected as strong, as long as their strength was enough, let alone being a slave, they could be dogs.

"Hmph, don't talk about this, just talk about your plan, how can such a plan succeed, it's too unrealistic."

"If you don't do it, how do you know you won't succeed? If you do it, you may at least succeed, but if you don't do it, you will definitely not succeed, and if you help you, the chances of success are undoubtedly greater. ”

"But to do so will make the tribe lose the war."

"Hehe, even without my plan, do you think the tribe can win this war? No, the defeat of the tribe is inevitable, and the fate of the orcs is already predestined, destined to kill, to conquer, to suffer defeat, and the cycle will never end.

What awaits the tribe is never-ending war, hatred passed down from generation to generation, orcs are destined to be a sad footnote in this drama, and the only way to break this fate and reincarnation is to join me. ”

Orgrim listened to Morpheus and paced to the window, where he watched the bustling orc army below and listened to their beastly howls.

"Blood and thunder!"

"Power and glory!"

"Lokta Oga!"

"For the Horde!"

The noise came from below, vague but real.

For the sake of the tribe...... But what does that mean exactly? Ogrim had thought he knew what that meant, but now, he wasn't sure.

"Why are you looking for me to work with?"

"Because you are wise enough to understand the truth that I have shown you, and at the same time you have the courage and strength to carry it out, not to anyone else."

The small compliment didn't make Orgrim happy, and he pondered for a long time before finally nodding.

"Okay, I promise you, for the sake of the tribe and for the sake of this world, let's get started, you'd better not live up to my trust, the King of the Black Dragon."

Morpheus nodded, "I swear by the fate of the Black Dragons. ”

"Sarufar - Gather the chiefs!"

Sarufar happily rushed in from outside the door, "Great Chief, are you going to counterattack?" ”

"No, it's time for a retreat."

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Six hours later - in the military camps of the Alliance:

"What! Is the Horde beginning to withdraw? ”

The leaders of the alliance are meeting to celebrate the victory in the war and discuss the strategy ahead.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the discussion was over, I received the news of the tribe's complete withdrawal.

"Isn't it another trap?"

"It doesn't make a difference, those savage orcs are no match for the Alliance Warriors at all!"

"Order, Your Majesty, to destroy those orcs once and for all."

Godwin nodded, he really couldn't think of what other tricks the tribe could play, "The whole army is attacking!" ”

The ensuing war proved that there are no traps or anything.

The Horde is really going to retreat.

When the Alliance army attacked the orc fortress group in the Plain of Furious Teeth, they encountered stubborn resistance, but most of the defenders were adventurers and some cannon fodder clans, and the main force of the Horde army was constantly retreating along the Lockmodan Tunnel to Danmoro.

After discovering this situation, all the soldiers and horses frantically launched an attack, wanting to take the opportunity to obtain more combat achievements.

Murphy is no exception, with the dragoons constantly wreaking havoc in the sky, it is simply a buffet-like leveling experience.

For a whole afternoon, he slaughtered orcs frantically, and he was promoted to three levels in an afternoon.

Without Orgrim's command, the orc army fought on its own and fell into complete chaos.

Despite relying on a strong fortress defense, he was bitten off several pieces of meat by the Alliance.

In the end, the tribe resisted huge casualties and completed the retreat, and the tribe lost more than 100,000 troops again in this battle, although they were all cannon fodder clans, but counting the battle losses in the previous two days, the tribe's losses had exceeded 300,000, which can be called a broken nerve.

(End of chapter)