The orc city is very simple. The taller buildings are those of high status. It goes without saying that the buildings are short. There are only endless arenas, taverns, and food markets on the extremely simplified streets. Maybe you can see those in some remote corners.
The young orcs imprisoned in wooden cages are the black market here. For the orcs, the so-called entertainment is probably going to the upper corner.
Show your strength in the fighting arena, and spend your life in fighting and drinking. Other more rich lifestyles are just tributaries and cannot enter the "elegant hall" of the orcs. Because of this, although the orc empire occupies the original
More than half of the regions in the First Alliance are still unable to compete with the economy of the current First Alliance. This is probably because of this.
"Look! That's a gryphon! God of War, that's it!" A beast-ghost tribe suddenly raised his head. When he realized that the originally bright sky was suddenly completely overcast, he couldn't help but raise his head, so he
Through the gloomy sky, they saw the airtight gryphon army circling above their heads.
No, that's not circling, it's just floating in the air. The slight flapping of its powerful wings can produce enough to support the large amount of materials carried by the rider on it. The Griffin Army, such a strong and fierce raptor, can only be handled by the Orc Empire.
!The shocked beast ghosts slapped their compatriots around them and stared at the sky together,
Witnessing a spectacle that has been rare to see in the Orc Empire for hundreds or even thousands of years, those strange beasts with their heads raised and spreading their wings were extremely solemn. Among the countless griffins with a body size of more than three meters away, the body of a griffin stood out.
His hair turned bright gold, like wings woven from crystal filaments bathed in the sun.
, the majestic dark gold horns protrude from the majestic inverted triangular head. There is no doubt that it is the king of this group of griffons. Sitting on it is an old-looking lion king.
His mane trembled in the clear wind, the veins protruding on his face made him calm and confident, and his shabby cloak fluttered in the wind.
Farther away, heavy footsteps could be heard faintly, like thunder exploding in the world. The majestic body that seemed to blend with the crimson sky gave people an indescribable shock, just like how mortals always feel when facing the wrath of the sky.
Feeling in awe and fear, when the sulky shadows of the buildings broke through the fog and truly appeared in front of everyone, they could only
There is a suffocating speechlessness, the dense hair covers the entire body, the slender pointed claws hang down naturally, and the scale-like exoskeleton is paved on the body that makes people look up, like standing up majestically from a metal mine.
Like giants, they stopped at the end of people's sight, silent and silent like their flock of griffins floating in the sky.
"That's an orc?" The orcs discussed in a low voice.
"Golden Lion Clan? Griffons? And, that group, Behemoth?"
"Those griffin troops are probably half of our entire griffin army, right? Is there going to be a war? How could it become like this?"
"Those Behemoths don't appear easily, and our only remaining Behemoths have long since fallen into obscurity. We rely on the Dragon Clan!"
"That's right! Our lineage has inherited the ancient orthodoxy of the orcs. The ancient dragons are our partners. Behemoth is just a demonized beast that appeared later! However, Behemoth's inheritance fell to another of the same race.
We have not raised so many of them, including such a huge group of griffins."
"It's them! It's another fellow orc?!"
"You are too slow to get the news. Their country has been taken over by bloodline demons, and they are here to regroup! No, no, no, they are returning to their roots!"
"Tch, it really isn't orthodox! You can't even defeat a mere demon and yet you come here to seek refuge from us. What you say is that in the final analysis, you are just a loser who has no home to go and can only run back in despair!
Tch! Behemoth Holy Beast is nothing special!"
The orcs soon began to discuss quickly about the orc army that obviously came from the other side. They were either excited or disdainful, confused or panicked, but when their eyes finally fell on that quiet army,
, the discussion gradually died down.
"Ouch!" A long and long roar came from the depths of the orc empire. The sound was like the loud roar of a volcano after it was suppressed and silenced to the extreme. The orcs on the ground moved their eyes to that direction, waiting, and soon
Quickly, a black spot expanded rapidly, piercing the clouds, instigating the strong wind, and the dark shadow flying across the sea of clouds covered everyone's field of vision, and finally stopped at
Opposite the griffin army, it also lowered its altitude. The ultimate flying height of the griffin is 30,000 meters, and it also jumped straight down from the cloud sky of 30,000 meters, like an out-of-control roller coaster, plummeting straight down and finally falling sharply.
Braking, raising the head and turning, driving the slender rear tail to throw out a tight and round arc, and finally appeared in everyone's sight, king versus king.
"Compatriots from distant countries, do you want to return to your roots?" A loud voice boomed, and the watching orcs were all waiting for the other party's response with eager eyes. The orcs were always straightforward.
"Return to our roots!" The Lion King looked deeply at the thin but burly figure, took a deep breath and said loudly.
"Okay!" Canglong folded his body and swooped upwards in a manner that a bird would be hard-pressed to do in its lifetime. Then he turned sharply in mid-air and flew into the distance. The orcs roared at the top of their lungs before leaving, making the place burst into cheers.
Caoyong
On the ocean and in the sky, the Lion King turned back and raised his hand, "Go home!" The griffin was speechless. The group of griffins that covered the sky rushed towards the orc capital, but Behemoth stood firmly there motionless, as if
The mountains that separate the territory...
After adjusting his mentality, Liming just controlled the Holy Light Guard within the scope of reason. The sword that had been "shattered" was still there. What Liming thought was broken was actually just the uneven bone coating on its surface.
, the whole scimitar is actually quite complete, Li
Ming had only suffered a few losses in a row and was feeling angry. This time he was fully armed and tense. He suddenly picked up the scimitar and found, uh, the palm of his hand was a little cold? He touched it again and it seemed that it was already gone.
There was no backup plan, but Li Ming, who was aroused, didn't believe it.
Xie Di injected his soul power into the Scimitar's body again. As a result, the soul power that came back made Li Ming's body stiff. It was so cold, just like when he suddenly stretched his hand into a deep pool in the twelfth lunar month. It felt chilly to his heart. Don't panic.
, don’t worry, take a deep breath, this is just a scimitar, scimitar! Look,
The workmanship is so exquisite. Look how perfect the arc is. Look how smooth the knife surface is. If you try the handle of the knife again, will you feel the cool feeling of suddenly eating ice cream on a hot day? Since it is so good.
A scimitar, why not purify it with the power of holy light?
Charge up the Holy Light Slash, slash! The condensed Holy Light is concentrated to the extreme, just like the image of light and fire between flint and stone. Although the surface of the scimitar is still intact, it is wrapped in a stream of charred smoke. Sure enough, the undead spirit
No matter how high-quality the weapons forged by strength are,
Even if he uses quality materials to make a blade and hires a master with a strong memory to be a craftsman, the essence is still difficult to change. Li Ming acts according to his will? No! This is called clearing out hidden dangers. Do you think, such a scimitar would have been exposed to Li Ming? If it were replaced by something else
unlucky child
If you come into contact with a scimitar, wouldn't it mean that you will be tricked to death by a scimitar? After finally killing monsters and pulling monsters honestly, Zhan Zhan Keke thought that he had passed the test, what if this kid has never seen the world and wants to "want them all!"
"So he harbored in his heart that wealth and honor were in danger.
I picked up the knife with the will of seeking, but as a result, my soul was as cold as my body, and I sang a cool song with a miserable sound! Ah, what a sinful scimitar! Ah, what a miserable child! Just let Zhengzheng
The benevolent dawn comes to put an end to this scimitar!
Holy Light Slash, the second stage of charging! Dawn's eyes are as focused as a torch, and the power of Holy Light swarms around Dawn, but Dawn does not notice that the source of Holy Light power not only comes from the body, but also from the dark and damp underground. If
If Liming still has the usual chicken thief mentality, she will definitely pay attention to this anomaly, but at this moment, Liming is concerned about finding something amidst all the dangers.
The tragic destiny of the child, this sword embodies the desire for victory of those arrogant people! This sword embodies the sincerity of the survivors for life! This sword is destined to split an era of evil and open up the eyes of the new era!
Ah! Let the magnificence of this sword be revealed to its fullest! Explosion! The power of the holy light condensed and gathered by the Holy Light Slash directly unleashes the ancient potential of the divine weapon.
The sword burst out with brilliance. The extremely powerful holy light even briefly reversed the original properties of the ancient sword. The pure holy fire burned on the burned blade. "Boom!" Under Dawn's selfless blow, the scimitar ejected a beam.
The gray light screen, as a result, strange lines followed Li Ming's body and penetrated directly from the palm of his hand into the ancient sword blessed by the holy light. The light screen shattered,
The next second, Dawn heard hysterical howls, and in a trance, dark colors exploded in front of her. She saw a purgatory where ghosts roamed rampant and bones howled. The hellscape only lasted for two seconds. Dawn had completely collapsed on the ground.
The power of light was weakened to the extreme, but he heard the joyful voice of the soul passing through his mind, "Go home..."
Li Ming propped up his body with the ancient sword and leaned against the wall precariously. The scimitar was completely broken into pieces. The fire seemed to be blown up by the strong wind. The originally shiny blade fragments were directly corroded by rust. The coldness of the tunnel seemed to be dispelled.
After a lot of sleep, Li Ming leaned against the wall and relaxed her body naturally, then went home.
? Liming murmured three words in his mouth, so that’s it. After resting for a while, Liming felt that his physical strength and soul power were almost restored, and then he explored the distance again. He didn’t see the rusted fragments blown by strong winds.
Under the flickering firelight, they form complex patterns on top of each other.
Cutting off a scimitar with his hand, Liming felt a little emotional. After all, if he hadn't cut through the barrier just now, Liming had an intuition that something terrible would happen. Alas, he had a bad temper. Logically speaking, he should just be direct
slipped away,
As a result, I took a few more glances and used my hand to bang. In the end, alas, the boat almost didn't capsize. Otherwise, Liming's hand against the wall suddenly trembled. This kind of sinister feeling couldn't be possible, right? Liming's legs