Above the blue sky, two figures, one black and one white, flashed quickly, and the two figures chased me in the sky, having a good time.

"Oops, here it is again. Dimichra suddenly stopped her pursuit, frowning and pointing into the distance. In the direction of her finger, dozens of orcs were approaching them on birds.

This group of orcs is mainly composed of two types of air forces, one is called "Sky Knight" by the Terrans, and it is made up of green-skinned orcs riding on a large bird. They were armed with swords, spears, spears, and beast skins and bone armor, and they flew violently. At this distance, the hideous faces of the orc soldiers could already be clearly seen, the fangs of the huge mouths, and the majestic and burly physique.

The other, known as the "Troll Bat Rider", is made up of a lighter forest troll riding on a giant bat. Forest trolls have blue skin, and they hold chains in one hand, and a large ball of fire hangs at the end of the chains. This particular weapon was made a wind-breaking sound by the way they wielded it.

Dick flew closer, looked into the distance, and said, "This should be just an air force of a small tribe of orcs, let's leave them alone, let's move on." ”

The two figures, one black and one white, turned into streamers again, flying quickly past the side of this small group of orc air forces, as fast as thunder, and the "Sky Knight" and "Troll Bat Knight" couldn't catch up at all. They roared angrily to the sky, but they were helpless.

Miro Empire, Myrrock City, Royal Palace Hall.

The main hall of the council is still the same, solemn and magnificent, but the difference is the faces of the ministers and Mitte Bixia. It's not as easy as it used to be.

A uniformed general stood up and saluted, "Bixia, Marshal Lupsas has sent back a report. There was another popular uprising in the city of Farionde, and more troops were called for support. Mitt couldn't help but frown.

An old general stood up and spoke out to Mitt: "At present, the forces of the imperial capital and border defense are still insufficient. Where did we get the troops to help Farionde?"

"But Bixia, please be clear, there are millions of people in Faliande City, and Marshal Lupsas cannot suppress the popular rebellion in such a large city with only 50,000 troops, and Marshal Lupsas also said that the entire territory of the former Faun Empire is ready to move, if we can't suppress the rebellious people of Faliande by thunderous means, I'm afraid that cities and towns will follow suit, Bixia. Think again. ”

"It's important to suppress the rebellious people, but isn't it important to defend the country? Now that the army is overstretched, where will we get the soldiers to support the field?"

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The ministers expressed their thoughts in a word, and Mitt on the throne closed his eyes tiredly, and no longer looked at the courtiers who were fighting for red ears under the court. He never imagined that the territory of the Faun Empire that he had captured would now become a heavy burden, but he was reluctant to give up this burden.

It's like a person walking in the desert who finds a box of precious jewels, and it will undoubtedly become a burden to carry the treasure forward, but once you get out of the desert. These jewels will make him rich and unrivaled. Today's Faun Empire is that damn box of jewels!

Thinking of this, Mitt suddenly opened his eyes and said loudly: "Send another 50,000 troops from the Miro Army to support Marshal Lupsas." And told him that this was a group of zuihou supporters, and told him to suppress the rebellion well. ”

"Yes. Bixia, obey your orders. The ministers all stopped arguing. Bend down and salute.

After flying through orc territory for three days, Dick and Dimihera finally arrived at the Grand Canyon of the Divine Rift in the southern part of the Karimodan continent.

The Grand Canyon is huge. Flanked by the steep Kazr Mountains, in the middle of this huge canyon lies a large tribe of orcs.

The architecture of the orcs is rugged and bold, with wooden fences, towering giant totem stone pillars, fortresses decorated with animal teeth and bones, and unpretentious arrow towers. What made the two of them cry out was that the orc infantry in the arrow tower at the gate of the tribe had already spotted the Dick and the two who had landed from the sky, and at this moment, several orc infantry were shouting and running towards the tribe.

In less than a cup of tea, a large group of orc soldiers and shamans poured out of the tribe, surrounding the two of them in the center.

The green-skinned orc infantry had a hideous and fierce face, strong muscles clung to their bodies. They wore horned helmets, armed with sharp axes, bared their fangs, and roared angrily.

The ranks of the orc infantry were also mixed with orc marauders, who rode on a wolf-like beast, wielding huge machetes, and glaring at Dick and Dick with huge fierce eyes.

Other orc soldiers rode on the backs of the mighty Kodomon, beating war drums. The momentum is overwhelming.

Kodomon is a large beast of prey bred by the orc race, with dark gray skin, white horns on its head, and a large mouth that can swallow enemies in one gulp.

On the side of the beast tribe team, there are shamans dressed in white, their hair and skin are also white, their bodies are outlined with red magic patterns, and although there are fangs on their faces, they do not look so hideous. Magical fluctuations had already been emitted from their bodies, and bloodthirsty, violent auras began to attach to the orc soldiers around them.

There were also a large number of wind knights and troll batriders in the air.

The orc soldiers riding on the back of the Kodo beast suddenly beat the war drums to the loudest sound, and all the orc soldiers roared in unison, their eyes glowing with bloodthirsty light, and they rushed forward with their blades.

"It's important to find the Temple of the God of War, and it's a quick battle!" Dick said softly, and then pulled out the magic sword Nether from his back, and in a leap of his body was already meeting the soldiers of the orc clan.

With a single move, the magic sword "Sorrow" that burned and destroyed Ziyan appeared on her palm, and with a beautiful turn, the purple flame attached to the magic sword turned all the orc warriors around her into ashes.

The two figures, one black and one white, were like two killing gods, opening up a way forward in the bloody wind and rain, and the two magic swords waved like the wind, unfolding like clouds, and the stumps were scattered everywhere they passed, and blood was flying.

Dick throws out a "dimensional storm" and smashes a team of empty knights. At the same time, he turned around and slashed behind the magic sword, cutting off a sneak attack orc soldier at the waist. Immediately after taking a step forward, he casually summoned dozens of dark balls of flames, turning a strong Kodo beast into ashes.

In the whole process, Dick was only one step forward. And the orc soldiers who died at his hands were nearly a hundred.

Di Mihela's attack was even more violent, and the black robe fluttered in the wind, like a blooming black water lotus, her swordsmanship was fast and fierce, and the magic sword in her hand sadly weaved a purple phantom, hazy and moving, enveloping the whole body. Purple Flame leaped and burned all the orcs who dared to approach.

Dick and Dimihera approached the gates of the tribe with a dead stride, leaving a trail of blood and corpses in their wake, but the orc soldiers rushed forward like moths in flames.

Dick slashed out with another sword, the brilliant sword was three feet long, flashing with a strange black light, cutting more than ten orc infantry into two. At the same time, he stepped into the door of the beast tribe.

At this moment, a violent roar burst into the air, and a short, sturdy figure approached Dick and the others like Hosimaru jumping.

He didn't look very tall, even a head shorter than Dick, but he had a domineering air of his own, which no one dared to despise.

He wore only a pair of shorts on the lower half of his body, his chest and back bare, his bare skin was the same green as that of the orc soldiers, his face was white with circles, his mouth was full of fangs, he had a skeletal necklace around his neck, and he held a giant machete almost the length of his height. It was evident that he was not young, with a bare crown on his head and a long white beard on his chin.

It was such an old orc, who came to the front of Dick and the others in a few leaps, his body hung high in the air, waved the machete in his hand fiercely, and asked sharply: "I am the orc sword saint Pros, the shameless human race, weishenme wants to invade our tribe?" (to be continued......)