"I can accept the attack from the hunter plane, that's reasonable. I can also accept that some ants are overestimating their capabilities. After all, this is the case in this dimensional space. But I never expected that the enemy would actually come from the same place.
Companions in the realm of nothingness.”
"The opponent is indeed a very troublesome guy. He is far superior to me in terms of talent and strength. But unless we fight to the point of burning our lives, no one can win easily."
"But I am also a creature with dignity. Whether I survive in the end or die at the hands of the hunter plane, or at the hands of the other party, there is essentially no difference."
"Don't worry, since this is my temporary residence, no one can set foot except the Lord of Nothingness, Valkyrie St. Odyssey Vank."
It was a middle-aged man with pure white skin. To be precise, he was in the human form transformed by Zhulong. He was originally teaching the combat skills of the orc shaman psykers in the Hetura tribe today, but he suddenly sensed something familiar.
Psychic fluctuations.
The realm of nothingness is very different from this world, but the biggest surprise is that there is not so much trust between creatures. Even the powerful creatures who are loyal to Valkyria Saint Odyssey Vanke (Rikka) actually care most about
It's all just yourself.
Therefore, after Zhulong sensed that aura, his first reaction was naturally not the joy of meeting old friends again, but a murderous intention in his eyes.
Spiders will swallow flying insects stuck in their webs, and pythons will suffocate prey close to the entrance of their holes. Wild animals have their own territory, just like a city-state established by intelligent creatures.
But the creatures in the realm of nothingness are even more extreme. The superiors have unimaginable private territories, and everything in the territory belongs to the superiors.
The situation of the lower-ranking person is similar, except that the territory area cannot exceed 1/2 of the upper-ranking person, and food must be offered to the upper-ranking person on a regular basis.
As for the creatures on the next level, 99% will not escape the fate of being devoured in the end. Only those with extraordinary talents or extreme luck can survive.
There is no concept of "academy" or "mentor" in the Realm of Nothingness. Everything depends on personal strength. Whoever is more powerful will have greater say.
That concept is easy to understand, just like in the same forest, some trees are born to be strong, while others appear to be malnourished.
Zhulong had no interest in thinking about why the other party acted like this. To be precise, except for the Lord of Nothingness, anyone who rashly set foot on his territory would be regarded as an intruder.
"Is the other party also a creature like you? Since we are familiar with each other, why don't we sit down and have a chat first? I'm afraid there may be some misunderstanding."
"If it doesn't work, just use the name Rikka Sister. After all, Rikka Sister is the king of your realm of nothingness. I think the other party will give you some face."
Constance, a shaman saint, a new oracle, the patron saint of the Starlight Grassland, the holder of the Soul-peeling Blade (one-handed weapon) of the Fox Clan, made a contract with the Candle Dragon Soul Clone in her early years.
Although Constance is now the oracle of the orc tribe, she always appears to be respectful in front of Zhulong and does not dare to neglect him at all.
No matter in terms of personal strength or knowledge of the city, Zhulong is far better than her. To be precise, it is far beyond her reach.
On the other hand, Zhulong is currently living in the Hetula tribe. Although his behavior is too strong, he has indeed protected the golden plain.
In addition, she also has a relationship with Rikka, so Constance naturally does not want to provoke anyone who the orcs cannot compete with. That is tantamount to seeking death.
After this period of getting along day and night, Constance also roughly understood why so many mysterious creatures came to this world.
Constance has no interest in any plane battle, she just wants it not to affect the golden plain, no matter who wins in the end.
"Needless to say, this matter is beyond your control, and I have no reason to show weakness unless the other party has evolved into a superior person."
"He is really an impetuous guy. He left a scar on his forehead because he offended the Lord of Nothingness in his early years. Now that he is provoking me again, does he think I am easy to bully?!"
After Zhulong said that, he slowly raised his left arm and locked his index finger on the sky. On this day, a psychic rain appeared at the northern end of the golden plain. Any creature that came into contact with the rain felt the power of life.
The surging rhythm.
At the same time, three sets of eyes appeared in an instant. One appeared near the North Point Lake in the Rusty Plains, the other appeared in the secret room under the Black Crystal Castle Palace in the Flint Basin, and the last one came from a towering star deep in the mangroves.
Under the old trees.
Now that Zhulong has made a decision, Constance can't continue to stop him. She doesn't have the qualifications, let alone intervene in a fight of this level.
The morning light became more and more dazzling, and the secret letter branded with ancient totems was carried by a team of wolf riders and quickly delivered to the palace of Wudun City.
"I didn't expect that the rumors from the outside world were actually true, but I never expected that the Fourth Holy War would break out in our alien continent, and the Golden Plains would become the main battlefield."
"Although I am not an oracle, I still possess the strength of a peak powerhouse. I only hope that this dispute can be settled. As for those issues that are beyond my control, it is better to leave them to those strong men."
Xigbayo is a peak powerhouse and a shaman soul attendant. Although he has not inherited the name of Oracle, he still possesses the strength of a peak powerhouse.
After more than a hundred years of accumulation, Sigbayo has become more thoughtful and resourceful. He rarely leaves the palace on weekdays, either participating in imperial meetings or practicing hard behind closed doors.
But only a very few people know that Xigbayo is behind most of the decisions made by the orcs in the past hundred years.
"No! This matter is not trivial. I consider myself far inferior to you in terms of strategy, so I am the one who should take the lead."
"Listen carefully, if I am buried in Starlight Grassland, you will immediately take over as the leader and guide the direction of the Orcs from now on."
"Wudun City can be without me, a reckless man, but it can never be without you, a wise man. Although I am not as wise as you, I am not a fool."
Hook, a natural-born berserker, a peak powerhouse, a great swordsman, and the holder of the bone-crushing ax (two-handed axe). Hearing this, Hook shook his head and directly denied his brother's proposal.
Immediately, he took off his brocade robe and threw away the gem scepter in his hand. Perhaps this was his favorite look, at least he was smiling happily.
The wolf cavalry turned around, and hundreds of orc cavalry began to attack. The orc clan leader took the lead and seemed the most excited.
But his younger brother, the shaman soul servant Xigbayo, finally stopped in Wudun City. Dust was billowing outside the city, but the city was still noisy and noisy.
However, this remaining selfish desire cannot withstand the destruction of those outsiders. In any case, the main battlefield of the Fourth Holy War is determined to be the Golden Plains.
And in this situation, no matter how hard the Orcs try to swallow their anger, it is the Orcs who will suffer heavy losses in the end. The only thing the Orcs can do is to visit the battlefield in person and try their best to prevent this dispute from ending as soon as possible.
Hook hadn't smelled this earthy smell for a long time, but he felt a little nostalgic. The wolf riders around him were even more surprised. After all, in his impression, the leader of the orcs should be a high-ranking existence, not as gray-faced as himself.
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