Perhaps this is not the darkest day on the Golden Plains, but it is definitely the most desperate day in the history of Wudun City. Most of the city wall with glory engraved on its surface was destroyed, and the bloody road leading directly to the palace frightened everyone.
.
However, this time, it was no longer the wolf rider or the oracle who was walking in the front. Only the middle-aged man wearing an animal skin robe was seen floating in the air, his skin was frighteningly pale.
The palace guards gritted their back molars, but they could not stop their trembling legs. After the candle dragon floated by, the palace guards had changed from strong men with muscles all over their bodies to drooping ones.
An old and dying person.
The palace door turned into powder, and the candle dragon floated inside first. The divided souls had no objection to this, but Constance, the oracle, had a complex look on her face.
"I have seen the Oracle, I wonder what the purpose of your visit is?"
"And who is this distinguished guest? The orcs have always respected the strong, so..."
How could the leader of the orcs, Hook, not know what is happening outside? It's just as he said, the orcs are the group that worships the strong the most, so they don't think the other party's behavior is bad. On the contrary, they hope to cooperate with
Make friends with the other person.
However, he had just begun to speak, but he suppressed it again. Zhulong completely ignored the big leader of the orcs, but continued to float forward, and finally landed on the throne.
This kind of behavior is the greatest provocation and insult to the ruler no matter where it is placed. Therefore, Hook sacrificed his bone-breaking ax (two-handed ax) without hesitation, and the wave of fighting spirit shattered the bones in the palace hall.
All floor-to-ceiling windows.
"Is this the private territory of a lord? However, both the lord's own strength and the quality of his servants are too unsightly."
"Even the psychic energy fluctuations you release are inferior to these two little guys. I am very curious, how did you become the overlord of one party, or is this dimension too clumsy?"
It wasn't until the opponent offered his weapon that Zhulong turned to look at the so-called leader of the orcs. However, Zhulong only flicked his fingers, and the leader of the orcs, Hook, suddenly trembled and vomited blood.
The momentum of the previous second no longer existed. If Hook hadn't been a peak powerhouse, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on to his weapon. It was a terrifying illusion of the uncontrolled flow of life force, and a real scene of his own strength disappearing little by little.
"The cold trumpet returns to the nest, the watcher enters the dream, the stork and the ostrich fade away, the colorful birds chirp, the warrior returns to the battlefield, the sharp blade will be reforged, a healing totem!"
"A spade breaks off its horns, a beetle breaks its shell, a thorny moth emerges from its pupa, an iron-clad beetle crawls, psychic energy pours into the armor, the holy pattern twists and knots, and the oak totem!"
Seeing this, his brother Xigbayo no longer hesitated. Accompanied by the chanting of mantras, two totem poles appeared out of thin air one after another. However, the signature spells of these two shaman psykers were unable to stop the opponent's offensive at all.
On the contrary, Soul Servant Xigbayo felt an inexplicable sense of oppression. It was far more terrifying than any peak powerhouse, and could even surpass the ancient beasts.
"Unknown strong man, I beg you to be noble and forgive my brother's rude behavior."
"As long as you speak, the orcs will try their best to satisfy you. After all, destroying Udun City is meaningless in the eyes of a powerful being like you."
Soul Attendant Xigbayo resisted the crazy flow of life force and spoke. However, his smile was uglier than crying, at least he no longer had the unruly look of the past.
Unable to raise any intention of resistance, Xigbayo felt that the opponent's strength was enough to subvert the golden plain. In this case, what he needed to do was not to continue to be stubborn, but to be respectful as soon as possible.
But Zhulong, who was sitting on the throne, was unmoved when he heard this. After all, with his strength, all living creatures in Wudun City were like ants.
"Lord Candle Dragon, this dimensional space plane is far from what you see. In other words, you are currently waiting for the summons of Lord Valkyrie St. Odyssey Vanke (Rikka), rather than creating chaos yourself."
"Also, the orcs surrendered to the Flowing Light City in the Land of Shadows more than a hundred years ago, and the owner of the Flowing Light City in the Land of Shadows is none other than Lady Valkyrie St. Odyssey Vanke (Rikka)."
"Then the problem can be easily solved. Since the other party has lowered its profile, why don't you be smarter and avoid provoking an existence (Rikka) that you can't compete with. After all, you and the superiors started the plane journey for
Avoid the endless pursuit of the Hunter Plane instead of causing trouble for Lady Valkyrie St. Odyssey Vanke (Rikka)."
Some kind of weird syllables sounded in the palace hall, and the split soul, no bigger than a palm, floated under the throne and stared at its former master.
Now that it has entered into a soul contract with the Oracle Constance, it naturally does not want the other party to die inexplicably, and it does not want the golden plain it is attached to to become a dead zone.
Zhulong, who was originally unmoved, fell into deep thought after hearing this. After a moment, he nodded, seeming to have made some kind of decision.
The biggest factor in the decision was not the dissuasion of his own soul, but that Rikka did exist in this dimensional space and had something to do with the ants in front of him.
Zhulong didn't know what Liuhua's attitude was now, but according to his past behavior, he was very protective of his shortcomings. Therefore, no matter how bad these ants were, he couldn't kill them.
"I come from another dimensional space plane. If I use the language of this world, I come from another world."
"Ants, I don't intend to continue to cause trouble, but if you take the initiative to provoke me, then even if Lady Valkyrie St. Odyssey Vanke (Rikka) comes forward in person, this continent will not be able to grow a single blade of grass."
"I will stay until I am summoned by that master again. You can reproduce and live on your own. The only requirement is that you do not disturb me."
"This place was once called the 'Temple of Gaia', so since it is the residence of shaman psychics, why did you, the leader of the orcs, occupy it for millions of years?"
After Zhulong said this, he waved his hand, and immediately Huk, the leader of the orcs, and Xigbayo, the shaman soul servant, felt that the pressure was dissipated out of thin air, and the power of life was no longer leaking out.
The dilapidated palace hall fell into dead silence, as if everyone present did not know how to respond to Zhulong's tyrannical attitude, let alone how to coexist with it.
What makes Hook and Xigbayo even more embarrassed is that everyone knows the fact that the leader of the orcs has occupied the Gaia Temple, but no one dares to say it in public.
This is like a layer of window paper that can be called "hazy beauty". But once someone breaks through that layer of window paper, what you see is endless disappointment.
"Lord Zhulong, the shaman psychic has never sought to return to the Temple of Gaia. On the contrary, he feels that the great leaders of the past generations have controlled the tribe very well."
"The Hetura tribe will always be in the Starlight Grassland and will always be the backing of the orcs. I only hope that the relationship with Udun City can be eased and they will no longer continue to hate each other. This was also the case with the Oracle of the previous generation (Lei
Jenny)’s lifelong wish.”
Oracle Constance bowed and saluted, and then spoke calmly. In the end, she did not rely on the power of the candle dragon to return to the Gaia Temple, but chose to take the overall situation into consideration and continue the development of the ethnic group.
Her voice mixed with the power of psychic energy, continued to swell and spread, and finally reached the ears of every orc tribe in Udun City. The orc tribes who were originally panicked or furious knelt on the ground one after another, silently chanting the old gods.
Prayer. As for those wolf riders, they put away their scimitars and stopped glaring.
