Out of respect for this cottage priest, Dunleavy knew everything. After all, he is the indigenous inhabitant of this land, although he is not very old, he still knows a lot about the various customs and legends around him, which is very suitable for his enthusiastic age.

In fact, this donkey man who is also curious about the world sneaked out to play today, and he met such a big man. After going through the initial taboo, this priest who was very approachable without an aristocratic frame also let Dunleavy open the chatterbox.

When he got to the back, Lord Cao didn't even need to ask, this young man's spittle and stars had been flying sideways, splashing the big pig all over his face, causing him to snort a few times from time to time to show his dissatisfaction.

The more Lord Cao listened, the more unbelievable he felt, he never thought that the curse of this cursed land would be specifically aimed at pregnant women! In Lord Cao's words, this Blach village is a real killer of pregnant women!

In this place, at least half of the pregnant female Pigs will have inexplicable miscarriages. Reproductive health has always been a custom and tradition that orcs attach great importance to, and this large-scale inexplicable miscarriage has led the Pigs of this village to be regarded as ominous by the surrounding orc compatriots, and even the orcs of their own tribe are strictly forbidden to approach this place. This is not without reason, other tribes have also had cases of pregnant women coming to the village of Blaich, and they have also suffered such blows as miscarriages. Over time, the village of Blaich has had a name that makes people talk about it, the Land of the Damned.

Over the years, the village of Blaich has become a place of seclusion.

The permanent population of the Pigs living in this place has always remained at a level of about 600 people. It's not unusual that the population hasn't changed much, but it's the pigmen of the Piggs who live here! What are the characteristics of the pig people? In addition to their huge appetite, what makes them famous is their superior fertility.

Now after thousands of years of recuperation, the population of the Beamon Empire has reached more than 30 million, although because many tribes have not returned, and have not accepted the census, but it should not be much different, at most hundreds of thousands have not been registered. Of those, one-sixth of the population is from the Pigs. In terms of population, the contribution of the Pigs to the empire is obvious to all, and their livestock farming is one of the pillars of the empire's economy.

According to Dunleavy, the village of Blaich has a longer history than any other surrounding tribal settlement, and has been settled by the Charles tribe since the Beamon Empire retreated south of the snowy mountains of Michael Jordan. Other tribes may have migrated with the water and weeds at times, or branched out, but this Charles tribe has not changed in the slightest for thousands of years.

And because of the rejection of the people around them, they gradually chose to close themselves. Although it has not been extinct in the past thousand years, and it is still stubbornly fighting against the curse, it has regressed a lot compared to the population of the Charles tribe when they first came to this place, and the largest population of their tribe was when they moved here, more than 1,000 people.

They knew what what happened to them meant to the rest of their fellow orcs, and even they themselves considered themselves cursed and ominous and avoided contact with their fellow orcs as much as possible, except for the necessary need to send their tribesmen to the outside to exchange goods with other orc tribes on a regular basis, and they were almost forgotten.

After having a general understanding, Dunleavy took Lord Cao to a mountain pass. hesitated for a long time, but finally didn't dare to continue inside. Although he is not pregnant, and he doesn't even have the right to get pregnant, he still chooses to obey the warnings of the elders in the tribe from childhood to adulthood.

If he is contaminated with that evil curse, he may even be ostracized, and he may not be able to get a wife in the future. Within the tribe, Dunleaver also had a little girl who was a donkey man with a large buttocks, which the elders said was a characteristic that could give a family a flourishing incense. Thinking of this curse, and then thinking of his sweetheart, even this great clansman, Dunleavy could only say sorry.

The lord didn't feel anything, the traditional pressure and feudal thinking have always been very deterrent, which the lord knows very well. The rest of the road is almost a straight road, so the lord can handle it himself.

But along the way, I was a little embarrassed for this enthusiastic young man, others brought me over, and his face was unnatural all the way, and he had obviously been struggling with psychological pressure. So, the lord was generous, took out two gold coins and stuffed them into the young man's hand to suppress him, and then led the pig straight to the village of Blaich, leaving Dunleavy dumbfounded.

Two gold coins, Dunleavy bit it in disbelief, knocking his teeth hurt, this priest is really generous, an ordinary family's food, clothing, housing and transportation for a month add up to just one silver coin, two gold coins can be regarded as a huge amount of money. Dunleavy knelt down in the dust and kowtowed reverently in the direction where Lord Cao was gone. Now, Dunleavy undoubtedly gained a huge advantage among the many suitors of the sweetheart known as the tribal heartthrob......

The village of Blach was much larger than the average village of a few hundred people, perhaps because the other orc compatriots were afraid of the terrifying power of the Pregnant Killer in the Cursed Lands, and almost moved far away, which also made this wide valley in the mountains with a river flowing through it belong to the Charles tribe.

The outside world's perception of this place does not seem to affect the optimism and cheerfulness of the Charles tribesmen, and the majestic and powerful mountain songs are also constantly sounding. As if forgotten by the orcs, they never cared about the bad luck that happened to them, and they still live on this land as tenaciously as their ancestors.

Buckley was a well-known young man in the Charles tribe, and he was the most skilled hunter in the village, even if he was alone, Buckley was able to hunt in and out of the dangerous mountains and forests.

The most well-known harvest was that Barkley used his martial arts to kill a fourth-order demonic beast, the blue-eyed brute. It was a ferocious earth-type demonic beast weighing 1,500 pounds, with a good body that was super durable, and its strength was infinite.

Even a few adult strong men would generally choose to take a detour when they saw it, but the strong-blooded Buckley did not, and after a fierce battle with the beast, at the cost of more than ten wounds on his body, he finally had the last laugh with his equally durable body and good work.

The ferocious hunt that shocked the entire tribe not only made Buckley the protagonist of countless older girls in the village in the middle of the night, but the blue-eyed brute bull contributed a fourth-order earth magic crystal for the village in exchange for countless materials, so that the village's living standards have improved a lot.

And Barkley became the well-deserved first samurai and idol hero in the village, and became the patron saint of the village. His main duty now is to lead the boys of the village to guard the village and drive out the eyeless monsters that have come to harass the peace and tranquility of the village.

After the battle with the blue-eyed bull, Barkley's muscular body was left with several large scars. And Barkley's vanity was completely inconsistent with the traditional generosity of the Pigs, and he even braved the chill of spring, ** his sturdy body, and walked proudly under the envious gaze of those young people and the gaze of those famous beauties of the tribe. The elders of the clan have said that scars are a man's medal and a hero's armor.

Look at yourself full of medals!

A cold wind blew, and Barkley let out a loud sneeze, and goosebumps came out. The hypocritical Buckley quickly wiped away the snot that gushed out of his Pig's signature sky-high nose, and even started with the sneezing sound and roared out a mountain song called "Barkley".

Feeling the more adoring and ** eyes around him, Barkley sighed his eagerness. At the same time, he also made up his mind in his heart that he must design a cowhide half-length vest to protect from the cold while also being able to show scars, the best of both worlds. In the midst of such a beautiful intoxication, Barkley swayed towards the entrance of the village and began his patrol duties.

The dull sound of a heavy object hitting the ground came faintly, from far and near, as if it were approaching the village. Barkley's blood boiled, and it was impossible for anyone to come to this village of Blaich, where everyone had to take a detour.

There is no doubt that another daredevilic beast with no eyes has come to visit.

After the experience of fighting the blue-eyed bull, in Buckley's mind, even the legendary Beamon Behemoth is only on the same level as himself. Ordinary Warcraft, where will it be their opponent.

Barkley had made up his mind not to notify the other lads to help, or even to warn him, and this would be another legend for his people to show off for a long time.

Epic, Immortal, and a series of other awesome titles were promiscuous by Buckley.

Pinching a large wooden gun with a three-meter-long black heavy iron wood in his hand, Barkley was more confident, this was the murder weapon he relied on to become famous, and he knew that the lethality was definitely not ordinary ferocious.

The sinister Barkley wandered around with a pair of thief eyes, and then lewdly retreated into a dense weed next to him. He is extremely cunning, after the last bloody lesson, Barkley also lay down for more than half a month, this time Barkley didn't want to lie down for so long, sneak attack is undoubtedly a very wise choice.

As for the scar, this kind of man's medal, when he kills this monster and then makes up for it himself, won't he have it? Anyway, no one will see it, and if he spits and blows a few sentences to describe a few fierce fighting scenes, then no one will question it. This peasant cunning made Barkley excited again, and it was a sweet annoyance whether the scar was on his thick thighs or on his broad back?

The Pigs are as famous for their low IQ as they are for their fertility, and it is absolutely unbelievable that they can produce such a cunning guy as Buckley.