As for what will happen next to Woki, Malos has never thought about it. Rean is very fast and Malos has to follow closely. Although he knows that the age of the beast god envoy in front of him is already twenty years old, his appearance alone always makes him wonder.

There was a feeling of contempt, but once Lean showed his strength, Malos always felt horrified.

Malos obviously also knew that it was best not to ask such things, and the answer would eventually be revealed. After the two people had been walking for almost five minutes, Malos discovered that there seemed to be some problems with their route.

"Lord Messenger, where are we going?"

Lien said unhurriedly: "Oh, go find your chief, Lot. I want to tell him about this, and then find some manpower. I plan to go out to the human race to have a look."

Malos looked at Lien with some confusion, trying to find some useful clues in Lien's words, but after much deliberation, he didn't know what to deduce. "Does the messenger want to start a war with humans?" Malos thought.

This result is the most reasonable.

"A war? If a war really starts, which country do you think is best for us to attack?" Lien frowned and asked curiously.

"Judging from the strength of the Bill tribe, it should be relatively easy for us to attack a third-level empire, right?"

Malos shook his head and said: "Sir, if we launch a war with all our strength, a second-level empire can also be solved with the strength of the Bill tribe itself, but is it really time to start a war now?"

Lien suddenly stopped and stared at Malos and asked in a serious voice: "If we use the entire orc empire to attack the entire human empire, what do you think our chances of winning are?"

Malos didn't expect that Lien would really ask this kind of question, but the answer was obvious, "I'm very sorry, Mr. Messenger, I don't know the answer."

"How can I know your answer?" Lean asked again.

"Although after twenty years of development, judging from the current situation of the Orc Empire, we have actually only developed for five years. In the previous fifteen years, the Bill tribe was simply powerful. Although our population and the quality of our army have improved,

We have improved, but in a big way, our advantages are not obvious. I think we can win within two years, stalemate within five years, and lose within ten years.”

After listening to Malos's words, Lean didn't express anything. After taking a few steps forward, Lean turned back and asked: "Do you know why your god, that stupid guy, sent me?"

"We cannot speculate on the wisdom of the Beast God. Since the Beast God's envoy has arrived, what he brings will definitely be the Beast God's will." Malos answered in a neither humble nor overbearing manner. In fact, everyone in the entire empire who had met Lien accepted it.

Lien's behavior of calling the beast god stupid.

In the early days, there were still some people who objected, but later when they saw that the beast god appeared and did not punish this blasphemous guy, everyone just pinched their noses and admitted it. The most helpless one was the Beast King, the leader of the entire orc empire. The originally very mighty Lion King forced him to

Lien called him a bearded man. Although the Lion King didn't say anything on the surface, he secretly discussed the title with Lien in a small room alone.

"That stupid guy said you were too stupid, so he sent me to knock your heads. Do you understand what I said?" Rean looked funny with his hands behind his back, but Malos couldn't laugh. He has been the beast god for twenty years.

The envoy gave the Orc Empire unlimited development possibilities, nodded and Malos said respectfully: "Your will is the will of the Beast God."

"Do you think that stupid guy can think of so many things?"

"The beast god is wise..."

"What the hell!"

"..." Malos wisely stopped talking. According to experience, the beast god's messenger should criticize the beast god's many shortcomings. However, it was obvious that Lien did not fulfill Malos's wish today and instead sighed.

tone.

"You have also seen that I can use the force of your orcs, the absolute power of the orcs, but this is to use, not to use. This is simply the power he imposed on me, otherwise I will definitely beat up half of his side.

Face! For the sake of him being a god, half of it." Malos still didn't speak, but his eyes were beginning to straighten.

"And that thin bamboo pole, you dare to bully me! Be careful with me..."

Before Li En finished speaking, a black mist suddenly formed in front of the two of them. A flaming skull dragon head with a cold aura stuck out of the black mist and whispered to Li En: "Master asked me to remind you to pay attention to your words...

"

Before the dragon head could finish speaking, Li En raised his head and kicked the dragon head, "Watch your ass! Go back and tell Shou Zhugan that when the things here are finished, I'm going to go over and beat him to death!"

Lien's kick was extremely powerful. He kicked the bone dragon's dragon head into the black mist. The black mist collapsed and disappeared. This kick actually shattered the teleportation circle, but his words should have conveyed

It's past.

There was a thumping sound beside him, and Lien knew without looking that it was Malos who couldn't bear the pressure of the bone dragon and fainted. This is why he kicked the bone dragon back before it finished speaking. This kind of

Coercion does no good to cultivation, but does a lot of harm.

However, it seems that the pressure of the Bone Dragon has been deeply imprinted on Malos's heart, and there will inevitably be problems in his future cultivation. Lien looked at Malos and felt that he would not be able to wake up for a while, so he simply

Sit directly next to him and wait.

It was already afternoon when Malos woke up. Lean was sitting cross-legged and seemed to have fallen asleep. However, Malos could clearly feel a very pure dark power mixed with a trace of orc power slowly flowing outside Lean's body.

, Different from the description in the orc books, the dark power in Lien does not contain any violent, bloodthirsty and other characteristics. It is just pure dark power, just like any pure power in nature, it cannot produce disgust or fear in people.

"You woke up pretty quickly." The power outside Li En's body returned to his body instantly. When he opened his eyes, Malos saw a pair of pure black eyes, deep and bright.

"The power of the messenger..."

"Oh? Is there a problem?" Lien's pupils slowly returned to their normal color, a kind of dark brown that was different from the orcs. Malos shook his head to indicate that nothing was wrong. Lien looked at the sky and felt that it was still dark.

I slowly discussed the practice with Malos and kept demonstrating the location. It was already evening by the time I arrived at Lot's tent.

"Have you remembered everything I said in the afternoon?" Lien asked while standing at Chief Lot's door. "You remembered it very well at first, but now you have forgotten half of it."

Malos thought for a moment and said, "I only remember a quarter of it."

Lien smiled and said nothing but nodded approvingly. He knocked on Lot's house and a deep voice came out from the stone house, "Come in!"

Lien opened the door directly. A tall tauren was lighting a lamp. The room was about thirty square meters. There were four simple oil lamps in the four corners. The lamp oil was extracted from the fat of a herbivore.

, the orcs started using it before Lien came.

After Lien arrived, he experimented with purifying the fat and adding a special herb, which could cover up the smelly body odor of the orcs during the initial reform. When the reform began to show results, this method was passed down.

When Lean and Malos came in, the tauren had just finished lighting the four oil lamps. In the bright light and afterglow, you could see a wooden table in the center of the room, covered with slightly yellowed rice paper.

Next to the table is a weapons rack with a spotless red cross totem placed on it. It can be seen that the owner of the totem cherishes it very much.

"Lean? How did you get here?" The tauren who lit the lamp was Lott, the chief of the Bill tribe. He was also the first orc shaman to discover Rean. He was also the orc who watched Rean grow up, and finally the beast god.

A staunch supporter of the Messenger.

Lott is now fifty years old, which was the time to return to the arms of the Beast God twenty years ago. However, Lott is now in good spirits and shows no signs of aging at all.

Lean found a chair and sat down casually, while Malos stood quietly on one side of the room. In the room of Lott, the chief of the Bill tribe, only a few people besides Lott could sit wherever he wanted.

, and Malos' current level is not enough, so he can only stand aside.

"I came here to tell you three things. The first thing is that I am going to the Human Empire soon. You have to report this to Big Beard. This trip is official, not a play-off."

Lott nodded and asked again: "Who do you plan to take?"

Rean pointed at Malos and said: "I have someone in mind. He is one of them. You can prepare food for me for several days and gifts for use. By the way, don't make it too expensive. I am not going to the three major universities."

Empire, but the Gary Empire. An empire with a population of less than one million does not require too much effort."

Lott nodded, and Lien continued: "The second thing is that after the imperial competition, I will go to other races to see them, tell them some news, let them prepare early, and talk about the alliance by the way. There is not much time.

, lest they be caught off guard when the time comes, I will explain this to Big Beard."

"The next thing is the third thing. You may not be able to accept it for a while, but this is my request. The Bill tribe does not need to participate in this imperial competition. In fact, you know the reason even if I don't say it. We can continue to participate next time.

I have already informed the contestants about this, you can just write to Big Beard directly, remember, say this is what I said."

Compared to the first two things, Lott could accept it. After the third thing was finished, Malos could clearly feel Lott's hands clenching unnaturally, but he did not get up, and just thought quietly.

Orcs attach great importance to honor, and the generous rewards make all orcs jealous. However, after the rise of the Bill tribe and the splintered tribes, the results of the competition every year have almost become a fixed rule, and some tribes even have doubts about being tired of it.

.

Of course, reform must still proceed, and development cannot be delayed because of competition.

In fact, the most controversial one is the Bill tribe. The other two split tribes are also developing very quickly. However, after all, the time is short. They may not have enough contestants for several competitions. As other tribes have also carried out reforms, they have already

There are several tribes that can compete with them.

The facilities and equipment in the Bill tribe are extremely complete, and it is almost undisputed to win the first place. If the Bill tribe withdraws at this time, then wouldn't the tribe that can touch the threshold of the top three be happy?

Even if it is just one session, for a tribe, the rewards for the top three are extremely generous. This is what Lott is worried about. He originally planned to use this reward to open up another school.

"I will tell Big Beard that you should prepare food and gifts for twenty days now. I plan to stay in the Gary Empire for a while to see how the Human Empire is doing now. It is not enough for those mercenaries to deliver the news alone.
Chapter completed!