To the north of the Haken Plain is a land where the brutes are rampant.

The most obvious difference between brutes and half-orcs is that they are only two points like people, but eight points like animals.

The face, in particular, is simply a beast that walks upright.

Although centaurs, minotaurs, hippopotamus people, and other humanoid races that do not conform to human aesthetics are all classified as brute orcs, the most representative of them are the Orcs.

Orcs have iron-green or ink-like skin, long, sharp fangs, and a naturally bloodthirsty and warlike disposition.

If the orcs, and even those humanoids who have been wrongly classified as brutes because of their ugly appearance, can barely communicate with human civilization, then the orthodox brutes, or orcs, are completely incompatible with humans.

Killing, blood, war, and plundering are concepts that have been imprinted in the minds of Orcs since they were born, and violence has always been the highest priority way to solve a problem.

In addition to the "Bloodcast Lock" basin formed by hundreds of brute tribes gathering in the north of the continent and invading the frost eagles and snow owls among the humans, the most rampant place for the brute orcs is the Maltini Gobi north of the Haken Plain.

If the brutes in the Bloodforge Basin are killing machines driven by iron-blooded military regulations, then the brutes who flow to the Haken Plain are violent madmen who wantonly vent their bloodthirsty nature.

Hakenping was originally a place where thieves were rampant, and as long as you were ruthless and tough enough, you could carve out your own place.

And the temperament of the brute beasts is exactly like a fish in water in this place.

If the civilized ruler of the Haken Plains is the Glaishin Chamber of Commerce, then the violent ruler of this thief-infested region is the Blood-Forged Walled City.

Originally less than a hundred Orcs swept through the city, the Walled City now houses millions of vicious criminals and "ugly brutes" who are not accepted by the human world.

Now the number of Orcs in the Bloodcast Walled City has reached tens of thousands, and the other classes are also completely divided by strength. In addition to the equally strong humanoid races such as minotaurs, centaurs, and trolls, there are also bugmen, rat people, and others who are naturally ugly. Races that are neither accepted by the Ashitaka orcs, nor possessed by their natural strength, become slaves at their disposal.

In addition to the fierce folk customs, the bloody walled city also has a unique geographical location, facing the Maldini Gobi, and the back against the Majaro Snow Mountain, while occupying the Majaro Heights, several deep valleys just protect the surrounding of the walled city, forming a natural fortification.

Known for their mobility, the bandits have a safe resting base for those who come and go without a trace. More unscrupulous.

The Graesiin Chamber of Commerce and the Graeme Empire have never been able to deal with this cancer hanging over their heads. Although relying on the magic legion and alchemy puppets to protect themselves, there is no way to completely eradicate the blood-forged walled city.

Because the Bloodforge Walled City not only has the advantage of terrain, but also has a headache to fight the thieves who were born there and have been honed in the world of the jungle since they landed.

Many people even suspect that the Bloodforge Walled City will one day launch a joint offensive with the barbarians of the Bloodforge Basin. Destroying the northern kingdoms and the humans of the Haken Plains will rewrite the Infernia continent in half in one fell swoop.

The current big leader of the blood-forged walled city, Iron Hag heard the speculation of the outside world, and always put down the half of the human leg on the side of his mouth, and sneered:

"Those stupid humans always scoop up their boring internal affairs ideas to analyze the so-called situation, in fact, we were just a bunch of orc deserters in the beginning, and we can not have the situation today because we never think of superfluous things. Plunder by sheer violence?"...,

In their view, soft humans only study opportunistic things, similar to goblins, and even worse than goblins in terms of pragmatism, because humans are always fond of whitewashing objects and paying attention to words and deeds. But these things do little to fight and plunder.

It was such an invincible blood-forged walled city that suffered an avalanche two days ago.

About one-fifth of the entire cottage was buried in snowdrifts, and this unprecedented encounter made the thieves very frightened: Could it be that the human beings have dispatched the Great Magister above level 7 to deal with us?

You must know that the defense system of the Bloodforge Walled City is difficult for even human magic armies to penetrate, because the brute orcs also have their own witch doctors and shamans to compete with magical powers.

In recent years, the blood-forged city has developed more and more, the range of activities of the barbarian orc thieves has become more extensive, and the frequency of attacks has also increased, and the number and scale of burning, killing and looting are several times that of the past.

But there was no follow-up after the avalanche, probably this qiē was really just a coincidence.

In the blood-forged walled city, killing and looting were honorable things, but serious labor work was the most despicable behavior, so the work of clearing the snowdrifts was handed over to the insect people, the rat people, and >the wild boar people, hippopotamus, and even the half-crippled orcs to do >

"There's a lot of dried bones here, I can scoop them up and decorate the haystack. ”

"Decoration, Roque, didn't you just pick up two leftover skulls, how did you learn the boring interest of humans?"

"Stupid, look at those barbarian orc masters who often go out to kill and plunder, which one doesn't leave a lot of human bones and beast bones and pile them up at the door of the house? This is a symbol of strength, I make the front of the door more magnificent, maybe next time I can follow the barbarian orc uncle to carry the knife. ”

A pitch-black rat man and a brown carapace, a suspected cockroach man, stumbling through a snow pit.

They happily gathered the relatively intact bones together, and were reluctant to throw away even the broken bone fragments, but they turned a blind eye to the small part of the demon core.

These lowest-level brutes had never even seen the Demon Cores and could not see their value, and another reason was that those long-weathered Demon Cores had dried up and dimmed, and they looked like ordinary stones.

However, in the pile of dried corpses, something different was finally found.

"What is this?" the insect man toyed with a strange thing with gray fern rhizomes all over his body.

"It looks like the tuber root of some kind of plant. The nezumi said, "Throw it into the pigsty." ”

So the strange thing was thrown into a pigsty full of muddy water.

A few of the lowliest brutes would scoop up the hungry, unintelligent pig beasts, curiously arching their noses at the new visitors in the enclosure.

They soon discover that the taste of these grass stems is much more delicious than the usual chaff they eat.

So the pig beasts at the dinner party changed from a few to a dozen, and finally more than thirty pig beasts turned over the tuber of the white flower. Scramble to tear the stalk with its mouth that has not yet dried up completely.

When all the grass stems have been eaten, the true nature of the "tuber" is revealed.

It's actually a human girl curled up in a ball!

Three-quarters of the girl's skin was poked out of tiny holes. It looks terrifying.

But when the grass stalks were licked and dug up by the pigs, the girl's skin actually began to heal.

The one who can do such a thing is, of course, Ivy.

Vampire ferns can survive for hundreds of years while dormant, but once active, they wilt within a few days. ...,

Therefore, they will only move when they perceive a warm-blooded animal passing through the hunting range, and when they have absorbed enough nutrients, they will directly bury seeds in the prey, and then wither themselves, ending a life cycle.

The vampire fern captured by Ivy Dou Qi cannot, of course, be buried, but remain in a stalemate. Wait for the end of that short and violent life cycle. and withered on its own.

The once invincible mad plant, when the oil of life runs out, can only become the food of the pig beast.

When those pig beasts gnawed away the vampire fern on Ivy's body, they still missed the smell of fragrance, and continued to arch Ivy's body with their noses unwillingly. Try to find more grass clippings, grass seeds, and even use the tip of your tongue to probe those dense wounds that have not yet fully healed.

"It's itchy, doesn't it stink!"

Under the joint movement of more than thirty pigs and beasts, the unconscious Ivy was finally woken up.

When she opened her eyes, she found a pig-and-beast staring at her.

"What's going on!"

Startled, her feet slipped, and Ivy sat in a puddle of stinky muddy soup.

The splashes of muddy water made the hogs turn their heads, they could get used to stepping through the mud with their feet, but they couldn't tolerate the foul smell of the mud on their sensitive noses.

"Did you eat those strange plants?" said Ivy was oblivious to the outrageous circumstances. Instead, check your physical condition first.

Before being buried in the snow and suffocating in a coma, Ivy had been thinking about how to solve the problem of tens of thousands of needle-pricked leaves on her body.

can only grasp and control zhì, and can't destroy miè in one fell swoop, which is the problem she is most worried about.

At that time, how much Ivy envied someone's devouring attribute vindictiveness, domineering, convenient, and what to eat. It's a no-brainer.

In that case, the vampire fern would dare to invade its own body, and it would become nourishment for the door.

It's a pity that this qiē is just if, Ivy struggled to think of a way to get out of the predicament, but before there was an answer to that question, she was buried in the snow, rolled down from the cliff of an unknown height, and turned thousands of times in the dark, and fell into a gorgeous coma.

Unexpectedly, when she woke up, all the problems on her body would be solved.

Come to think of it, the best way to pair it with a restricted field control class is a damage output teammate.

And this group of pig beasts didn't understand anything, they just knew how to eat, and they ate the vampire ferns that lost their attack power after being charged with zhì, which happened to help Ivy a lot.

So, who said that pig-like teammates are not strong?

The most convenient use of Ivy's powerful control is to grab an enemy's arm and shout at his men, "Fire at me!"

Of course, the shape shì is not severe enough to directly accept the group of pigs and beasts in front of him as the little brother of Cheng Dù.

After examining her physical condition, Ivy found that in addition to the fact that an empty stomach was a big problem, her fighting spirit had not been used much.

Also, in the face of opponents below the fifth order, Ivy only needs to play the "absolute grab" special effect of salary vindictiveness, and there is no need to fight for consumption at all.

And the battle with the vampire fern also made her find that when she faced an opponent below the fifth order, she didn't have to bother thinking about any tricks at all, as long as she used her body to meet the opponent's attack under the conscious situation, and at the same time let the fighting spirit run in her body, ordinary attacks would be automatically blocked as long as they touched her body, and she could even scoop the enemy with a grabbing and throwing skill lock.

Although this was often done by Ivy in the past, it was a technical action with a variety of perceiving the center of gravity, adjusting the force, and a high degree of mental concentration.

Now that these tedious and complex movements are automated to the greatest extent with the support of the fifth-order fighting spirit, the feeling is as earth-shaking as the old-fashioned eight-bit operating system directly upgraded to a brainwave holographic helmet.

After considering the big problems of strength development, the next thing is a mountain of small problems.

The first is the problem of broken clothes, the second is the problem of being covered in stinky mud and needing to take a bath, the third is the problem of being hungry to the limit, and finally the fourth problem is to get out of this place that is obviously a pigsty.

Either of the above four points is very urgent and must be solved immediately, but the reality is that it is difficult to achieve any of them immediately.

The so-called debt is not worried, Ivy should be glad that her nerves are so thick that she is the point of fixing the sea god needle, if it is someone else, any of the four situations is enough to make people go crazy immediately, let alone appear at the same time. (Your support on this site is my biggest motivation.) )