With a strong body and a martial body, they can reach an average height of about two and a half meters, and these ogres are naturally tough warriors. But unlike what they think, they are just hot-tempered at best, but they are not as stupid as they are described.

It's just that they hide in the misty swamp and rarely communicate with the outside world, which leaves behind a brutal reputation of cannibalism and barbarism. And since they are basically in contact with wild beasts on weekdays, their thinking has become very simple and direct.

However, there are also wise men in the ogre tribes, who often guide the development and progress of entire tribes and races. Among them, the powerful tribe has a long heritage, and the wise people in the clan can even communicate the power of the ancestors' souls and release spells equivalent to divine magic, which are revered as gods by the people of the tribe, which is the origin of the ogre sacrifice.

Having a priest is enough to prove that this ogre tribe has great power and a long enough history to be the worthy owner of this land.

However, the sacrifice in the tribe was actually a human girl, and it was only the Stone Tooth tribe located in the northeast of the Misty Swamp.

"I was adopted by the old priests of the tribe when I was a child, so I stayed, and I didn't know anyone else outside anyway. The girl said lightly as she walked.

Unlike what she imagined, after arriving at the ogre tribe, the girl did not directly order the ogre to interrogate them. She waved her hand to disband the ogre's party, and led Bai Ji and Illo into the depths of the tribe by herself.

"Are you really okay in the ogre tribe?" Bai Ji said curiously, "Why haven't you been eaten?" but didn't dare to say it.

"Ogre aren't really cannibals," the girl smiled, recognizing Kashiorgi's vague meaning. Kashiwaji breathed a sigh of relief, and heard the girl continue to explain, "Of course. It's not that they don't eat, it's that they can't, and humans are very cunning and not as easy to catch as wild beasts. ”

Glancing at Bai Ji's face, Illo interjected, "Look at the way they look. Seems to respect you?"

The girl smiled lightly, "It wasn't like this before, and I was almost eaten, but only I can understand what the old priest taught, so they had to let me do the sacrifice." ”

"But you're human, how can you be an ogre sacrifice?" Illo wondered.

"I don't know what to do, no one else can do it, only I can communicate the power of the ancestral souls," the girl nodded at the ogres who had passed the ceremony. Heading north, "But by now, they've forgotten I'm not an ogre." ”

"You don't seem to care?" Illo asked.

The girl shook her head and said calmly, "What about ogres? What about humans?"

As they spoke, they had reached the deepest part of the tribe, and the surrounding buildings had become scarce, but teams of ogre sentinels were patrolling back and forth. Originally, the Shiya tribe was located on the southern slope of a continuous stone mountain. It's no wonder the ground is so hard and thick.

And now, they have also arrived in front of the stone mountain. Huge cave openings.

Guarding the cave are several seemingly formidable ogre warriors, one of whom even holds a metal axe, a rarity among the ogre tribe. He stepped forward and said a few ogre words that Illo didn't understand, and the girl whispered back, introducing something. Illo saw her pointing at herself. Hurriedly smiled and beckoned to the warrior who turned his head.

The ogre warrior was stunned, nodded at the girl, beckoned the warriors to get out of the way, and the girl glanced at Illo and Bai Ji, and walked first into the cave.

This is supposed to be a natural cave. But the ogres also carved to a certain extent, and the cave walls were painted with red petroglyphs, with hunting, sacrifice and battle as the theme, and the painting style was rough and desolate.

Illo and Pakki followed the girl in confusion as they walked towards the inside of the cave, and the half-elf looked curiously at the paintings around them, and found that the further they went, the more concise the brushstrokes became, the darker the colors, and the older the years had passed.

The sound of footsteps echoed through the cavern like a drumbeat, and the three of them turned a corner, and Illo and Bai Ji couldn't help but take a deep breath.

This is the end of the cave, in the huge hollow within a radius of a hundred steps, there are one totem stone pillar after another, and at the top of the stone pillar, there are one dry skull after another, and there are hundreds of stone pillars, looking like a jungle of skulls from a distance. In the faint light, it looks eerie and terrifying.

The girl's face didn't show any fear, and she whispered, "This is the habitat of the ancestral spirits, but it is there that the mutation happened. ”

As the girl pointed out, Illo and Bai Ji looked over carefully, and couldn't help but be even more surprised. At the end of the cavern, streams of gray-black mist were emerging from the cracks, with a strong evil aura. The dozens of totem poles near the crack have been impregnated with the same color, and the pitch-black skulls look hideous and weird at first glance.

"This ......," Illo and Bai Ji looked at each other in surprise.

"You really don't know how much power you have?" the girl said in surprise as she watched the expressions of the two of them attentively.

"What do we need to know for?" said Illo, shrugging.

"Such an evil corrosive force," the girl frowned, "aren't there any necromancers among you humans?"

"I'm a ranger, she's a warrior, and we're certainly not necromancers. Illo hurriedly explained.

"Then you don't know about the Necromancer?" the girl looked at them, "but we have searched within a radius of hundreds of miles, and we have only found you two outsiders. ”

"Well, if you don't believe me, I can't ......," Illo spread his hands, "We're here to investigate what you ogre tribes are doing in the Misty Swamp, and it really has nothing to do with the amount of power." ”

The girl stared at them, raised her wooden staff and whispered a few words, and several dark green rays of light suddenly swirled and rose from the uneroded totem pole beside her, flying around Illo and Bai Ji for a moment, and gradually shrinking into the wooden staff in the girl's hand.

"You're not lying," she said, picking up her cane and making a gesture of listening, before she sighed, her face showing a look of panic for the first time, "but what the hell is going on? The infected Ancestor Totems have all lost their power, and those evil forces are pouring out faster and faster. Soon, all the ancestral souls will be eroded, and even the tribe will face a great calamity......"

It was only at this moment, seeing her helpless appearance, that Illo was convinced that this sacrifice that had always been facing silence was not an old monster, but indeed a young girl in the flower season.

"So, does this happen to other tribes as well?" Illo asked subconsciously and softly.

"It seems to be the case," the girl nodded, "and some of the smaller tribes are ready to migrate. ”

"Where are you going?" Illo suddenly felt a flash of something in his mind.

"Go south," the girl sighed, and said casually, the tribe had multiplied on this land for so long, but the future of the present had made her a guide very confused, "mainly because of the invasion of the tribes distributed along the mountain line on the north side, and I have not heard of such a situation in the south. ”

"The northern side of the mountainous area?" Illo suddenly patted his head and hurriedly asked, "What is the north side of this mountain, and the north side of this mountain?"

"It's still a swamp...... the girl looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what the half-elf meant.

"A little further north of the swamp?" Illo asked.

"Yes...... Forests, endless dry forests, no tribe has ever dared to settle in their vicinity. The girl thought.

Illo took a deep breath, the expression on his face cloudy, and finally confirmed in his heart.

North of the Misty Swamp, boundless dry forests—

That's the land of the elves.

******

Necromantic Wilderness.

This is a barren hill, which looks ordinary and ordinary.

But if you look down from the sky, you will find that the distance between this barren hill and the three nearby locations is not much different.

The "Black Tower" controlled by the "Council of Bones", the "Iron Gate" where the "Demon Legion" is located, and the city of Tirapest, the temporary headquarters of the Inquisition.

An inexplicable cold wind suddenly blew on the barren hill, lingering with a faint gray mist for a moment, and then slowly dissipating.

At the top of the hill, on the dark green grass, a lanky man appeared out of thin air. He was wearing a robe with white stripes on a black background, which looked like the shape of a mage's robe, but it was more quaint and dignified in comparison, and the snow-white strange pattern spread up from the bottom, forming a mysterious badge on the chest.

"Don't young people nowadays know how to be punctual?" he shook his head helplessly, glancing around. The wide hood tightly covered his face, revealing only a few strands of pure black hair. He hovered over the long grass like this, looking around boredly, his hands tucked in the wide sleeves of his coat, the corners of his clothes gently brushed in the wind, and he looked quite chic.

"Glad so, Your Excellency. A faint gray shadow fluttered down from the sky like a fallen leaf, and the black cloak gradually retracted behind him, but the feather-like shadow power gathered around him one after another, and it did not dissipate for a long time.

"Your Excellency, Chief Judge, I am glad to see you. The person known as the "Speaker" bowed slightly, as if at a high-end cocktail party, he bowed in a dashing manner.

"Hasn't he come yet?" Silves asked calmly, unconcerned.

"The old dragon is very cautious, and will only show up after making sure it is safe. The Speaker smiled slightly.

"Your Excellency the Speaker is not, it's just a soul projection. Silves glanced at him and said indifferently.

"Your Excellency has good eyesight," the Speaker nodded, undeniably undeniable, and looked at Silves with a smile, "You dare to come here with your real body, and you think you have something to rely on." ”

"The Lord of Shadows is with me. Silves' face remained calm, and the shadows around him rose and fell like a tide. (To be continued......)

PS: (double change)