"Mordo Black Foot, do you, a coward who only dares to hide behind the elves, dare to come and fight me?!"

Another challenger came to the door. Since the attention to the world will continues to decline, more orcs wanting to pull Zhao Mai off the horse. Generally speaking, this is the inevitable result of the powerful orcs returning to the south and reshuffle their power. However, if there are more detailed statistics, you will find that there are many such things that are concentrated in the Black Foot settlement.

According to the rules, only if the class difference is no more than one level can be challenged. Zhao Mai killed Mai, so he is now at the level of the commander of the thousand men. His "Mordo Black Foot" is more like an honorary title than a real power rank. Therefore, the Centurion who came to challenge him is worth taking action, but those ten men only need to solve the problem with Dushat and Daryl.

However, Zhao Mai "on a whim, he calculated his fingers" and felt that things were not that simple. The number of ten men who came to the Black Foot Tribe was getting stronger and stronger, and it seemed that there was a possibility of being exhausted and beaten to death by Daryl and Dushat. If the orc rules were strictly followed, when the orc generals under Zhao Mai were replaced because of the failure of the duel, he could "understood" him at any time, which achieved the purpose of the world's will.

Zhao Mai can declare that the settlement will not accept any challenges and develop in a closed door. But in the orc society, it means that there is no future, it will be despised and rejected, and it cannot do anything about expansion and external robbery and war. Once this order is announced, unless the old leader and his subordinates are completely replaced and transformed internally, they cannot declare themselves that "I am ready and can play again." The exemption from the battle card means that this settlement has no future before the leader is finished. The strong orc will choose to leave to enjoy other settlements that can enjoy the war and kill. This also achieves the purpose of the world will.

Of course, Zhao Mai can also take charge by himself, knock down all the challengers, and keep his management of the settlement unchanged. However, this will greatly damage the prestige of Daryl and others, and a settlement that is unchanged and has no development will also be difficult to retain talents. Moreover, without development, the black-foot settlement will still slowly decline, or even die in name only.

"Is this the power of the rules?" Zhao Mai certainly would not sit still and wait for death, but acted immediately. The first thing he did was to improve the equipment. After all, "If you want to do it well, you must sharpen your weapons first." Use a level that the orcs cannot reach to create armor and weapons for Daryl and Dusart, so that they can have the fantasy level of the German "Sheerman M1" in front of the battle. To put it bluntly, it is actually a plate armor made of the shell of the ghost spacecraft.

The martial arts of the two people were trained by Zhao Mai himself, and they had to master at least a few quick and practical routines. In addition to the healing potions, the two people were relatively safe for a while. The Black Foot Cluster has a first-class gladiator, and Zhao Mai also used it. Orcs who came to challenge could fight for the first victory or defeat in the gladiator, and the winner could further challenge them. "Orcs who don't even dare to go to the gladiator are definitely cowards and speculative goblins!" This slogan is definitely a killer for orcs, greatly reducing the burden on Daryl and Dushat.

The hot battles, fierce confrontations and carnivals that can be staged every day, and the sufficient food supply brought by the Legion’s lunch meat bread, the Black Foot settlement became an extremely popular place near the Inland Sea of ​​Nurn. The orcs who came here were no longer just for challenges, but simply enjoyed fighting or engaged in slaves, and there were also many people who traded food.

The dark power on Zhao Mai stopped declining, including the power of the entire settlement, was rising. "This shows that the will of the world has no subjective likes and dislikes, only the ability to execute, and the tendency to choose enemies and friends. Or in other words, it has no moral integrity." Zhao Mai observes the changes in his settlement every day and gradually summarizes a set of theories. "Little Flower, everything is ready, but the east wind is needed, my mushroom blanket guardian..."

"Oh, you're almost a nagging ghost! It was about to be completed, but the form of the bacteria blanket was changed to replace the soil, so the guardian also had to change it." Xiaohua opened her cute big round eyes and said in a tone that quickly sent Zhao Mai: "It's going to be soon!"

The Blackfoot settlement was thriving. As the number of orcs traveling here continued to increase, the second wave of population peak was soon ushered in. Especially after seeing the sufficient food supply here, a large number of orcs put the women in their settlement here, leaving only strong orcs who could fight. Even the leaders of other settlements came to Zhao Mai and said shamelessly: "We provide you with protection, and you come to raise children for us! You can leave female orcs behind, hahahahaha!"

"I'm worried that I'm not evil enough recently, so you're here to the door." Zhao Mai pinched his neck and lifted the orc off the ground. His fingers were secretly exerting force. His spiritual power interfered with the nerve signals, greatly weakening his ability to counterattack. Other orcs watched the leader being held all the way to the arena by Zhao Mai. A group melee was being held here, and Zhao Mai walked over from among them, knocking both sides of the melee to the ground with one punch or one kick, and then stood in the center.

His huge voice spread throughout the arena, and all the orcs pricked up their ears and listened. "I am the Black Foot of the Mordor, this is the name that Lord Zoro himself admitted! Not your nanny or entourage!" Zhao Mai threw the orc to the ground, then untied the machete on his waist and threw it in front of him, and fisted naked. "Come on, don't you want to find a fight? I'll give you this opportunity!"

The orc roared angrily, picked up the machete on the ground and rushed towards Zhao Mai. Zhao Mai grabbed his wrist holding the knife, followed the strength to the side, and kicked him to the ground. Then, without waiting for his reaction, he stepped down, and then the second, third, and fourth feet until everything above his neck was bloody and bloody.

"waaagh! The black-footed master is mighty!" The orcs in the arena were thrusting their blood, waving their fists and shouting loudly. Some of them learned Zhao Mai's movements and kept paving.

As Zhao Mai expected, the death of the leader and the worship of these orcs once again pushed up Zhao Mai's reputation and influence, and the will to the dark world on his back was also strengthened. But Zhao Mai also knew that the long-term imprisonment of Guru caused the dark power to decline faster and faster, and in the end these efforts would be left to waste.

But he was confident that he would solve this problem before that. He had a whim and knew that it was coming that time and the turn was coming soon.
Chapter completed!