As soon as the sky barrier was extinguished, they instantly realized that there was something wrong with the magic tower. They rushed here, but they only saw corpses on the ground and the extinguished magic furnace. Other than that, there was nothing.
"Damn! Who is it? Who poisoned and killed people in our holy city, and who stole our divine crystal?!" Grand Priest Li Ge roared through gritted teeth, clenching his palms tightly, with long nails
embedded in the flesh.
"Dare to steal our divine crystal, you are really asking for death!" Barbarian Saint stared at the empty plate and sneered, "That divine crystal is the demigod of our clan in ancient times - Silver
Emperor Yintian, who spent his own divine power to condense it, has the aura of Yintian. I will personally go to the Holy Mountain, open the heart of the race, track that aura, find the whereabouts of that person, you go and kill him
.”
"Okay! I want to see who is so bold! I will entertain him well!" High Priest Li Ge said conspiratorially, with the wrinkles on his face forming a sinister and evil smile, as terrifying as an old witch.
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Next, Barbarian Saint left the magic tower.
He climbed up the Holy Mountain as quickly as possible and arrived at the solemn temple.
At this time, there was no one in the temple, with candles lit on both sides. The candles swayed uneasily, as if sensing the uncertain future of the orcs.
After Barbarian Saint arrived here, his mood calmed down a little. He took a deep breath and walked along the central axis of the temple floor to the end.
Then, he opened his mouth and softly recited a spell. The mysterious melody echoed in the ancient temple, traveling through historical time and space, and resonated with the ancestors of the orcs of all generations.
When the incantation was finished, the wall at the end of the temple opened to both sides with a "bang", revealing a secret room inside.
The secret room was dim and gave off an aura of decay.
In the very center of the secret room, there was a strange heart floating.
The heart was about the size of a fist, about the same size as a normal human heart, and its flesh was golden yellow, sacred and pure.
The heart is alive, constantly expanding and contracting, beating rhythmically, and making a "dong-dong-dong" sound. After people hear it, their own heart will beat with this rhythm.
However, the heart was stained with some eye-catching black demon blood, and the two blended together incongruously, making the heart seem like a contaminated sacred object.
The Barbarian Saint looked at the heart, his eyes slightly absent-minded. He suddenly remembered those years in the past. This heart has been passed down from the ancient ancestors to the present. It is a sacred golden yellow and has not been stained by a single drop of demon blood.
, that seems to be the most beautiful and holy time, as perfect as a work of art.
But now, this heart is stained with black demon blood, and it doesn't look so good.
Today's catastrophe among the orcs also started from this.
For a moment, he suddenly regretted his decision to take refuge with the demons. But soon, he got rid of this strange thought. No one could take over the power of the demons. The second world would be destroyed sooner or later. He took refuge with the demons.
The clan has chosen a promising future for the orcs, and the people of future generations will praise him.
Barbarian Saint smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes and tidied up his appearance before taking a deep breath and solemnly walked into the secret room.
Step by step, he came to the heart, stopped, slowly stretched out his hand, and carefully held the heart in his hand.
Suddenly, he felt a strong beating in his palms, and his fingers kept opening and tightening in response to the beating of his heart.
In an instant, an ancient and wild aura emerged from the heart and penetrated into the body of the Barbarian Saint!
His breath soared horribly, and ocean-like power swam crazily inside his body. His robes flew up and down, and the majestic breath swept out.
His soul seemed to be shocked by the power of this heart, and he became extremely pious. He opened his mouth and solemnly uttered a few words: "Heart of the race, give me strength! Bloodline tracing, inescapable! Hidden in the sky
Ancestor, condense the divine crystal and appear immediately!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a drop of golden blood suddenly dripped from that strange heart!
"Pa" the drop of blood fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and then quickly penetrated into the ground.
At the same time, a tracking energy also penetrated into the earth along with this drop of blood, and quickly spread along the earth, spreading to the entire Orc Holy Land, frantically looking for the powerful ancient demigod of the Orcs [
The breath of Hidden Heaven.
In the holy city below the holy mountain, High Priest Li Ge was standing on the top of the magic tower, leaning on the crystal crutch, overlooking the entire holy city, his sinister eyes scanning back and forth, paying close attention to what was going on around him.
At this moment, in a remote alley in the eastern part of the Holy City, a red light suddenly shot up into the sky. It was extremely eye-catching, like a lighthouse, marking the location.
"Humph! So you are there!" High Priest Li Ge sneered, his body turned into a stream of light, and he sped towards that location.
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In an alley in the eastern part of the Holy City, Huang Yi was hiding in a corner, holding the Wrath of the God of Death, preparing to wait for his incarnation to lead the army into the city and fight with the army.
But suddenly, a very weak energy pulsed in the ground under his feet. Then, his hands and the anger of the God of Death suddenly burst into dazzling red light, soaring into the sky, and suddenly his position was
Mark it prominently!
Huang Yi was startled at first, but quickly realized that he was being followed!
When he was at level 115, he learned a passive skill called [Anti-Reconnaissance], which could prevent him from being tracked by others.
But now, his anti-reconnaissance passive skills are not effective!
He lowered his head, looked at his hands glowing with red light and the wrath of the killing god, and suddenly understood!
The problem should be with that divine crystal. That divine crystal should have some kind of aura, and both his hand and the Wrath of the Killing God had touched that divine crystal. It was probably used by the top brass of the orcs.
Somehow, the remaining aura of the divine crystal was traced, and his location was exposed in disguise.
Orcs are inherently very good at tracking. The racial skill of a half-orc player is a tracking skill. As a senior member of the half-orc clan, there will definitely be a more advanced tracking method.
His position has been exposed, so in the next moment, there will definitely be experts coming to hunt him down!
Almost instantly, he used the ability of the fake hat to quickly disguise himself as a naga.
The Wrath of the Killing God in his hand was also disguised as a harpoon weapon common to the Naga tribe.
Now, he is still essentially a half-orc, but his appearance and aura are that of a Naga.
"Do you think you can avoid our pursuit by hiding here?" At this moment, a cold voice sounded unhurriedly.
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