Vera is currently the only high priest of the orc race.

That is, if the Savior does appear at this moment, she will become the Savior's wife.

But the most crucial proverb Vera did not tell Roger, and never told anyone, because Vera could not confirm whether Roger was really the savior in the proverb left by the Witch of the Destroyer.

She hoped that Roger was, because now the orcs really couldn't hold on, but she couldn't tell.

And in the proverbs of the witch who destroyed the country, a very important message was revealed, the Savior will encounter a great calamity, and in this calamity, the Savior will fall into the dark abyss.

It takes the Savior's wife, who is the High Priest, to direct the Savior to the light in the dark abyss and free Him from the entanglement of boundless darkness.

Damn, what is that boundless abyss?

The witch who destroyed the country left a proverb, but why follow this riddler's style, can't it be explained directly?

Vera's heart was inexplicably a little irritable.

But soon, she shook her head and suppressed the boredom in her heart, no matter what, the witch who destroyed the country was the great benefactor who saved the orc clan seven hundred years ago, and she must not have any disrespectful thoughts about her benefactor.

Looking down at the smooth thighs, the leg rings had been given to Roger by her.

Only the orcs know what this leg ring means to the orc princess.

Sighing slightly, Vera couldn't sleep a little, quietly pulled the big tail out of her sister's arms, and looked at the pretty face of her sister who immediately hugged the pillow again, the corners of Vera's mouth were slightly hooked up a trace of arc.

This girl, like this since she was a child, likes to sleep with her tail in her arms.

Now that they've grown up, they can't get rid of this bad problem.

In fact, Vera would rather have her sister be Roger's woman if she could...... Vera could tell that Roger was very fond of the girls around her.

Roger's strength is very strong, if the witch proverb of destroying the country fails, if the orc clan will eventually be destroyed under the attack of the goblin, then the sister who stayed by Roger's side can at least survive.

Vera was a little irritated by her messy thoughts, obviously before Roger came, life was extremely difficult, but she managed to survive every day.

Now that Mister Roger has appeared, so has hope.

On the contrary, the mood is chaotic.

He left the room silently, the sound of the wind filling his ears.

Except for the sound of the wind, the silence of the night, the chirping of night birds and insects, the roar of wild beasts, and if it weren't for the greenery around it, Vera even suspected that this was a dead area.

She wandered aimlessly among the tribes, letting the night breeze stir her long snow-white hair.

Suddenly, Vera heard a slight movement, and a very soft voice entered Vera's ears with the night wind.

I couldn't help but have some curiosity in my heart, Vera subconsciously chased the direction from which the sound came from, and unconsciously walked outside Roger's house, and the sound came from inside the room.

Is that...... The voice of the maid beside Mr. Roger, Miss Selubellia?

What's going on with this voice, it sounds like a little painful? Could it be that Miss Selubellia has done something wrong and is being punished by Mr. Roger?

I didn't expect a gentleman like Mr. Roger to be quite terrible when he punished people, listen to Miss Selubelia's voice, I can't breathe.

Vera felt some pity in her heart, although she didn't know what Miss Celebellia had done, but the punishment should be enough by now, right?

If you continue to be punished like this, you may die.

Vera felt that it was better to persuade her, although she was not qualified to do so.

While muttering in his heart, he quickened his pace and walked towards the room, the closer he got to it, the more obvious the sound became, crackling one after another.

In Vera's little head, there was already a picture of Roger holding a long whip and constantly whipping Celubelia.

Anyway, that's too much, right?

Miss Selubellia's delicate skin has been peeled apart.

Finally came to the front of the house, stood on tiptoe, and looked through the unglazed window.

As soon as she glanced at it, Vera snapped and fell to the ground, she only felt that her whole body was stiff, and a white and tender little hand subconsciously covered her mouth hard, for fear that her lips would make a bad sound.

On the coquettish face, the red tide spreads like a sunset.

God, what did she see!

A small hand is placed on the chest, and the heart is pounding in the chest.

Although Vera is simple, because she needs to maintain the survival of the tribe, she has no time to fall in love at all, but it doesn't mean that Vera doesn't understand anything, even if she doesn't understand it just by listening to the voice, how can she not understand it when she sees the picture with her own eyes?

Could it be that if he really became Mr. Roger's wife, would he have to do something like that with him?

The beast god is on top, this is too shameful, right?

At this moment, Vera seems to have completely forgotten her identity as a fox girl.

The other side.

"No...... No...... I don't ......."

In the belly of the mountain, there was a piercing scream.

The Son Orn has completely changed into a different form.

The original robes of the Holy Son on his body had long since turned into tattered pieces.

All that was left of his body was filth, and the black air flow wrapped around Orn's neck like a poisonous snake, a mysterious power that completely sealed Orn's own spiritual power.

Even if Orn has a strong strength, he can't play it at all at this time.

Seeing a goblin coming towards him, Orn couldn't help but let out a frightened scream, "No, don't, don't come......

Both legs kicked wildly on the ground trying to dodge, but there was nowhere to escape. Look at the book

It was a very special kind of goblin.

His size is not exaggerated, his four-meter-tall body may be tall for a human, but it looks extremely small for a goblin with a minimum of more than three meters.

But this goblin has a very special place in this lair.

When he appears, any other goblins ...... Even a giant goblin would never dare to approach it, like a king on top.

The face shape is more normal than that of other goblins, and if it weren't for the long, tall nose and long, pointy ears, it wouldn't even associate this guy with a goblin.

The arms and legs were all attached to dense scales that shimmered with a metallic sheen, the scales of the upper body spread to the chin, the scales of the lower body spread to the strong waist, and there was a long curved horn on the bare head.

With a twisted smile on his face, he seemed to be very pleased with Orn, completely ignoring Orn's horrified gaze, grabbing Orn's ankle and dragging Orn deeper into the cave.

"No......" Orn's shrill voice reached an unprecedented limit at this time.

"Save me, who will save me......

"Woo woo, Daddy, help me, woo...... Mother, ......."

"Ahhhh......h

In the end, all that remained was the terrible screams.

Rise!

Immediately after, a mad, dragon-like roar came from the depths of the cave.

A large group of goblins outside was suddenly shocked.

On the green head, a pair of narrow eyes flashed with a strange light, they knew that the leader needed more receptors, and today's harvest was far from satisfying the king's needs.

The three-headed giant goblin immediately carried a mace and led a group of goblins straight in the direction of the orc tribe, and the area nearby was the only place where there were other lives left.

In the middle of the cave, there is a very special goblin.

Alone

In appearance, this goblin is probably the smallest of the entire group.

He is barely two meters tall.

His skin was crumpled and didn't radiate a sordid sheen like the other goblins, and his pale green skin even had cracked marks.

His body was hunched and bent.

makes the already short body more and more inconspicuous.

The white beard falls from the chin position.

Goblins are a very cruel race, and when a member of the clan loses their combat effectiveness due to injury or old age, it will directly become food for other goblins.

However, the old goblin was not banished.

On the contrary, this old goblin still has an extremely amazing status in this group, and may not even be inferior to the scaly goblin before him.

The dark gray claws grasped a strange branch, and the body that had long since lost its vitality twitched and shook on the ground like an electric shock, and the two feet moved slowly on the ground in a seemingly chaotic but strange pattern.

Underneath the soles of his feet, there was a thick patch of blood.

There were also six long-dead, human corpses.

Their bellies burst open, leaving only two layers of skin......

Chapped lips fluttered rapidly, and indescribable voices that didn't belong to any language kept coming out of the old goblin's mouth.

The voice sounded hoarse and sluggish, crazy and distorted.

The goblin who was in charge of guarding next to him suddenly stretched out his hands and covered his head the moment he heard this sound. The already ugly face was distorted to the extreme, as hideous as a demon.

The constant sound in their ears was like sharp steel needles piercing their eardrums and penetrating into their brains.

Drops of sweat oozed from his forehead, and the green tendons on his body burst out, and even fell directly to the ground, rolling on the ground with the voice of the old goblin, and as far as he could see, there seemed to be countless black and green lights and shadows wriggling.

This old goblin is using arcane magic like a human.

Moreover, it is the weirdest kind!

The sky, at some point, darkness obscured the crimson moon, and the whole world fell into a rich black!