Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Beast Tornado

As we all know, the southern part of the continent is not the home of the orcs.

These orcs, who look like upright beasts, have lived in the ancient wilderness of the north since ancient times.

The demons invaded from the south and did not touch their homeland.

However, even before the demon invasion, the orcs had been used as prey, expelled and captured by the Terran armies of several kingdoms.

Due to language barriers, backward development, and tribal antagonism, the orc race did not form a nation.

As a result, these orcs have been hunted as wild beasts by the Terrans who have mastered technology and magic since thousands of years ago, their homes have been occupied, their belongings have been taken away, and their people have been sold into slavery.

The fangs and claws of the orcs and the stone knives and spears could not defeat the knights and mages of the Terrans, and not only were they defeated to the north, but a large number of their clansmen were captured as slaves.

In the long process of killing and trading, a new race of orcs was created, which was more human-like.

However, whether it is a human or a half-orc, in the eyes of the human race, they are all savage and mentally retarded inferior creatures, except for being slaves and playthings, they have no value in existence.

Whether it is Herod in the south of the continent, Eitlan in the northwest, and Skava in the east, the three kingdoms, regardless of their own circumstances, have a basic national policy of enslaving orcs.

Now, apart from a large number of place names in the three kingdoms that still retain a strong orc culture, there are no indigenous orcs to be found.

The orc tribes that once spread throughout the north were artificially divided into two types: the brute orcs who were banished further north, and the southern orcs who were integrated into the human kingdom.

In order to regain the land of their ancestors, even though they were in a bitter cold land, the barbarian orcs never stopped fighting against the human kingdom.

Many of the Southern Orcs who longed to return to their homeland, even if they were far from their homeland, continued to rebel in the Terran realm, or fled north.

Thirty-three years ago, due to the cross-sea invasion of the demons, the country of the human race suffered a major blow.

In order to replenish their forces, countries made an exception to allow orcs to join their armies in exchange for freedom.

The orcs, armed with iron and heavy armor, once inflicted huge losses on the demons in the war by virtue of their bravery, and they themselves suffered heavy casualties.

However, after the truce between the Demon King and the Continental Kingdom, the major kingdoms not only did not fulfill their promise to give freedom to the bloody beast warriors, but instead let these battle-hardened armies set off to the north.

The new target is a tribal alliance established by the Brutes on the northern plateau.

In the eyes of the rulers of the major kingdoms, the beasts are cheap consumables, and their status is about the same as the low-level skeletons in the demon race, and fighting to the death is their best destination.

As a result, due to the southern orcs going north, in the land occupied by the demons, there is no real orc.

Therefore, when Lord Vincent saw a half-orc appear in the player's row, he would inevitably be surprised and curious.

Shouldn't all these people be fighting in the north?

As far as Vincent knew, the noble lords of the human race did not dislike all orcs, and some of them did have an unusual fondness for women among the orcs.

These Fury lovers use petite and adorable orc girls as collectibles to satisfy their ulterior fetishes.

In the past, during the war, such people were also captured by the demon army.

The tragic situation of those collectibles being tortured made the demons feel breathtaking, so much so that many demon nobles planned to learn from their masters.

However, the half-orc in front of him has nothing to do with the petite and cute cat-eared lady at all.

Judging by his appearance, he should be a half-orc with snow leopard blood......

Except for a pair of oval ears on his head and a thick furry tail on his back, this guy is a feline muscle brother at all!

The noon sun shone on the land, and the temperature was the highest of the day, and the demons hid under the shadows and pergolas.

However, the orc contestant took off his upper body, revealing an inverted triangular body that Vincent's thought was comparable to that of a classical fitness athlete.

Then, despite the surprised eyes of the audience, he took care of himself and came up with a set of movements similar to that of a bodybuilder, showing off all the muscles of his body.

In the midst of these seemingly inexplicable movements, Vincent faintly noticed that an indescribable power seemed to appear in his body.

It's not the energy generated by a simple warm-up, nor is it the magic that increases attributes, nor is it the exchange generated by the sacrifice of the demons.

"Lich Sage, what are the orcs doing?" Vincent asked the lich next to him, who was also staring at the player, "What's the matter with his strange powers?" ”

"It is mentioned in ancient books that orcs can obtain the power of the blessing of the ancestral gods through prayer." The lich pointed to the astonishing body and said, "Look at the runes on his body, they are secret methods handed down by the orcs since ancient times. ”

In a few moments, the orc player was already covered in a layer of moisture, his muscles were even more swollen, and his epidermis shone in the sunlight

At this moment, people stopped pointing and laughing, and everyone was so shocked by this scene that they couldn't speak.

"The orcs used to be so strong in war?" Vincent frowned, "I know at a glance that this guy is not easy to deal with." ”

"The power is really not to be underestimated." The Lich Leader nodded and said, "I can be a rival to the Knight Captain of His Majesty's Death Legion." ”

Can you draw with those powerful and magical headless monsters?

Hearing this evaluation, Vincent became even more interested in the orc in front of him.

"There are no such runes on ordinary orcs, and the strongest runes are all inherited from ancient families." The lich continued, "His origins should be investigated. ”

"It's not just an investigation, he should be recruited if possible." A longing gleam appeared in Vincent's eyes, "His name is Sadaka...... Yes, I will treat him well and treat him with enough respect. ”

"Huh? His odds are not very high, one to ten ......" Vincent found out about his previous negligence, "Go and bet me an extra 200 gold coins, all bet on this Sadaka to win the championship!" ”

Despite not understanding the lord's thoughts, the lich quickly completed the task.

People were puzzled to see the lord make a large bet on the orcs.

Before Vincent could get more detailed information about the contestants, the orc named Sadaka had already finished his prayer.

Sadaka first bent his arms and swung back and forth in front of his chest, and his feet jumped a few more times, appearing to be at ease.

The referee brought him a paper bird, which was a mediocre-looking piece with untidy edges and a larger wingspan than the other contestants.

Judging by the rapid improvement of the production level of the people in the city now, it is not a decent work.

This is still the best of the three paper birds, and it's hard to imagine that he made it to the finals with this level of production.

From Vincent's point of view, brute force alone and no excellent production is still not enough to win.

The work of orcs is indeed rough and casual, and the final result is all down to fate and luck.

Still, Vincent calmed down and watched the contestant's movements closely.

Next, the throwing action of the half-orc player really shocked the demon prince.

I saw him lift one foot, support his whole body with the other foot, lead the hand holding the paper bird behind his back, raise the other hand to his chest, twist his whole body except the part of the head, and aim it forward with his broad back.

Then, without warning, Sadaka suddenly wanted to glance at the lord behind the stands.

Vincent made sure that the gaze was on him, and he saw a pair of tired and melancholy eyes, full of hope for help.

What's going on?

Before Vincent could react, Sadaka's raised foot was already on the ground, and when his body descended to almost level with the ground, the arm holding the paper bird swung out at an uncatchable speed.

White light! Vincent, like the audience, saw only a white light galloping away from Sadaka's hand.

Sadaka's movements were so exaggerated and wild that when he got up, the dust around his entire body flew in place for a few inches.

Strange power gushed out, and he actually stirred up a tornado by spinning his body!

In the distance, none of the referees saw the paper bird landing!

"Where?"

Everyone forgot the distance and looked around, looking for the vanished paper bird.

Unlike others, Vincent's most important thing to complain about at this time was another thing.

No wonder this action is indescribably familiar......

Did this big brother originally come from playing baseball?