Whether it was Lord Cao's sincere idea of wanting to help them, or the bold spirit of taking out an eighth-order dragon crystal without even blinking an eye, it was enough to prove that he, the village party secretary, really wanted to do practical things.

Aunt Susan's refusal has a reason and position that is difficult for the village party secretary Lord Cao to refute, but this reason and position is a prophecy that Lord Cao doesn't want to pay attention to at all.

The method that Lord Cao thought of was not thought of by no one for thousands of years, and even everyone could think of it, this is a fact that is very intuitive in front of the people of the Charles tribe. They are reluctant to relocate not because of money or because they feel that the place is a great place for them to live.

The cruel reality of being regarded as ominous by the people around them, and even the exchange of goods had to travel to several tribes to achieve, has been torn apart for thousands of years. And this qiē thing is only based on a prophecy, how can Lord Cao accept it!

If you say that you can give a person the calculation of the fortune and the approval of the fate or something, Lord Cao believes it.

The old man was engaged in this business at the beginning, and Lord Cao learned from the big cow to, and he could fool a few words to some extent.

But a prophecy that plagued the entire hero race, Lord Cao just wanted to find out the person who made the prophecy and flatten it wildly, so that he could clearly understand what society is.

The prophecy was born after the Charles tribe retreated into the snow-capped mountains of Michael Jordan as the only remaining Julin tribe.

The content is also very simple, in that fierce world war, the entire giant forest pig group is destined to have that catastrophe. And God's guidance is that in this mountain range, in this mountain col where the Tibetan wind gathers qi, there will be saints. When this saint is reached, he will be able to make the Giant Forest Boar branch flourish again. His appearance will bring the downtrodden race out of the great shadow that the tribe is unable to resist, and his appearance will make the tribe emerge enough to be recorded in the epic. Waiting and waiting is the only way.

Lord Cao really wants to say that I cāo!

Ridiculous! Nonsense! This kind of feng shui terminology seems so monotonous and has no practical meaning at all, so that a heroic race takes the risk of cutting off their children and grandchildren to wait for a saint who has no characteristics? What time is it? What should I do if the boar man in the giant forest is dead? What is a saint again, how can I tell it? He has a word on his face? What if he passes by early? Now this group is about to become extinct, is it a huge shadow? If so, where is the saint? If he doesn't come out, no one will wait. This kind of use human life as straw paper to wipe the ass of an ethereal half-hung prophecy, Lord Cao categorically will not believe it, but will only scoff at it.

Avoided by his compatriots in Beamon, he was constantly cursed and devoured his life, and he braved the threat of the monster to stay here for such a prophecy. Except for these simple and simple orcs to the extreme, who else would really insist on it?

Simplicity and simplicity also means that it is easy to be fooled and brainwashed by these thoughts.

Even if he is a clergyman now, Lord Cao still thinks that religion or prophecy is always something that has the nature of foolishness, how can this thing be fully believed!

Lord Cao prefers to believe that this is the conspiracy of the schemers he envisions, rather than some great prophecy.

And the big liar who was denounced as a charlataner by Lord Cao in his heart has a great name, Michel de Nottdame. This great man has countless halos on his head, and comes from a race that claims to have the gift of seeing all things, the Mayan Cave People. He was the brightest Mayan star in the group, and was regarded as a great teacher by the king of the Beamon Empire at that time, and his status was even equal to that of San Beamon.

All the prophecies he compiled were fulfilled after his death. With these backgrounds and public opinion, it is not something that a small Lord Cao can shake. This kind of character even farts is the truth, Lord Cao knows too well how influential such a thing is in this world, especially for the people at the bottom.

What is the reason for this great man to make this prediction? According to the word of mouth of the tribe described by Aunt Susan, the great risks of the original Giant Forest Boar Warriors are remembered in their hearts, and history will never forget them, and he could not bear to see this heroic tribe disappear in the dust.

Lord Cao vomited blood in his heart, this is even a foreigner! He is not even a Beamon, so why should he gamble with the lives of his clansmen? This kind of great man with countless halos is often the most capable of deceiving people, and he is also the most capable of deceiving people to death. Who can guarantee that he did not collude with those in power at the time to deliberately make such a trick.

Couldn't it be that this was a false prophecy?

Don't question the authority of the saints.

Can't just let some people wait here and others develop in another place?

Don't despise God's wisdom.

Can you just treat me as a saint, don't think about anything, follow me out of the mountains, and look forward to the future?

No! This is a cruel test, and there is no room for fraud.

A series of questions were raised by Lord Cao, and a series of veto answers were Aunt Susan's statement.

If it weren't for Aunt Susan's kindness and wisdom enough, with the words of Lord Cao, she would have been able to report to the temple and rule him guilty of blasphemy, and what was waiting for Lord Cao was the burning rack and the netherworld of the other world.

Lord Cao is really fed up with this kind of magic stick that is like an indestructible truth, but he also has to admit how small he is in front of these things. To be able to resist this powerful force of secular tradition, it takes more than just a lot of blood, and the only way is to become the kind of great man who can be rushed to smell the taste of fart.

As a sane person, Lord Cao calmed down quickly. If you can't become that kind of person now, then you can only do what you are capable of doing now. Try to find the root of the curse, and that will be the greatest help to this group. Solve this problem, the giant forest wild boar clan does not have to face the problem of extermination, they are willing to wait, then they can also wait while reproducing, even if they can't wait, the whole race grows, and living this kind of secluded life outside the world is also a good destination.

To achieve this goal, it is also necessary to have a certain status in the village. The reason why Lord Cao's pretending ceremony to get his support yesterday failed was even more so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, the person the Charles tribe hoped for was a powerful Templar, so Lord Cao's arrival as a priest was fundamentally a matter of two different things. The disappointment in their eyes is because of this.

Harassing Charles's tribe is an adult bipedal wyvern who has come out of the depths of the mountains for unknown reasons to settle here, a ferocious, flight-capable venom-based beast.

Although it is only a warcraft of the subdragon species, the Warcraft that can be related to the word "dragon" is not ordinary, this is a law that everyone in Pan-American Continent knows. The adult bipedal flying dragon is also a seventh-order being, and it belongs to a super-level powerful demonic beast. It is notoriously rough and thick, and can fly around, and the annoying Cheng dù can be imagined, its harassment has taken the lives of several giant forest wild boar warriors.

The demonic beasts of this rank are already equivalent to the level of the magister among magicians, and they are one level short of being able to release the powerful existence of small forbidden spells. Changed to a swordsman, it is also equivalent to the level of a sword dancer. The altar priest is also a seventh-order title, but they have no way to deal with this kind of powerful demonic beast with almost no lethality. The only thing that can take out this pesky creature is the magician's long-range powerful magic, or the high-level samurai's ability to unleash an out-of-body fighting attack.

The long-range profession of archers can also threaten it, but amateurs obviously can't, and the high-level archers of the empire are also only stationed in the major main cities, and if they want to be mobilized, they must also pass the approval of the emperor, and the process is very cumbersome and complicated When they arrive, the daylilies are cold. There are also giant ballistas that can shoot down this beast, but the military industry of the Beamon Empire is not as good as that of the Human Empire, and there is no way to produce it, and it is also sky-high to produce it, and the Charles tribe can't afford it. This thing is not something that can be found everywhere in the Human Empire, the amount is very small, and it is not exported to the Empire, all of them are the core military secrets of their respective empires.

The bulky thing of the catapult is the only option that the Charles tribe can try, and the accuracy after making it is as unreliable as Barkley's boasting, and such a bulky thing is laid out, no matter how stupid the bipedal wyvern is, he can't wait for you to kill it two stones before fighting back, this super-level magical beast already has a high IQ, and the Charles tribe may not be able to find one smarter than it.

This is the reason why the temple holds an important place in the hearts of the people of the empire, and when there is suffering, there are always priests who carry out the teachings in all directions, using their wisdom to help their fellow citizens and spread the glory of the beast gods. And when it comes to such trouble, that's the duty of the Templars.

In addition to the Guardian Temple, the most important thing the Templars do is to eliminate violence and peace. These were all means by which the temple built up its prestige among the people, and the most popular contemporary heroes of the Bard of the Beamon Empire were all Templars or priests. The kind of bridge in which a certain official, a certain nobleman, and the like mingle with the masses at the grassroots level and endure hardships and hard work with the masses does not exist in this world where imperial system and slavery are rampant and prosperous. Monarchy and theocracy have different manifestations and roles in different aspects, which are both opposing and mutually supportive.

Unfortunately, it was Montgomery who received the call for help, a power-hungry fellow, an unscrupulous orc who didn't care about Charles's clan at all. What's even more regrettable is that Lord Cao beat his baby son to a concussion, so he used his power for personal gain and arranged Lord Cao over, this decision is not only joking about the safety of the Charles tribe, but also playing with Lord Cao's life.

After knowing these reasons, Lord Cao was furious. Even if Montgomery wasn't so miserable by Stern, when Lord Cao had the opportunity to return to Sri Lanka, he would have turned into a concussion!