After being taught the potion system, Xiao Naohui stopped caring about them and allowed them to grow up, spending their last years with Linda.
On this day, Linda passed away.
Xiao Naofu went down the mountain and looked quietly at the tomb, with a group of young people standing behind him.
"I am leaving this world too." He calmed down. "We, the two last wizards of the old era, have left this world one after another. The glory of wizards has completely ended. It is your time from now on."
"teacher..."
A group of young people behind him choked with sobs.
The road to starting has been handed over to these young people, and the glorious era in the future will be opened up by them.
In fact, he can also practice, and it is still feasible to follow the potion system, but he is too tired. Linda left, and he became lost and wanted to rest for a while.
"Bury Linda and me together."
.....
Times are beginning to move forward.
Year 207 of the New Divine Calendar.
In a bright study room, a young man in his twenties with gorgeous clothes was sitting next to a black desk, holding a white quill pen, dipped in ink from time to time, and writing on expensive animal skin paper,
"In the 11th year of the Rizhao year, 207 in the New Divine Calendar, on September 20, I prayed to my father again to reinforce the army at the border. The Orc Kingdom was about to move, but my father had already fallen into the gentle embrace of the great princess."
Wesley let out a long sigh, no longer knowing what to do.
"Prince Wesley and Prince Albert are here to discuss something." The soft voice of the maid came from outside the door.
"Albert? Hasn't he been searching for ancient ruins all over the world? Let him come in."
In the room, with the sun shining, Albert looked at his brother Wesley and handed over the path he had obtained, "These are the two major potion systems."
He also did not hand over the power of the potion system to his father. His father had gone to decay, and Wesley was the most talented and powerful hero of his generation.
Albert knew his ability as a general who rushed to the battlefield. He was by no means the king of the kingdom who could rule the world. His brother Wesley was the one who was brave, talented, and decisive in killing.
He did not hand over the Necromancer's path formula.
Because that kind of power is too evil, he doesn't want this kind of power to appear in this world.
"The last two wizards left over from the ancient times, the legendary mythical hero, the first Saint of Light, the Book of Light... finally left this world at the same time." Listening to his brother's words, Wesley's first thought was that he was crazy.
!
It wasn't until Albert showed his power that he was convinced of everything in horror.
He looked towards the direction of the palace and said, "It seems that someone else needs to take the seat."
Year 208 of the New Divine Calendar.
The King of Birmingham died of illness, Emperor Wesley ascended the throne, and the whole country celebrated!
A "fighter" path in the potion system was quietly released, and a craze for nationwide cultivation began.
Emperor Wesley, to a certain extent, was indeed a man of great talent and strategy. He was willing to hand over the terrifying power to the people instead of monopolizing it himself and only giving it to his confidants and troops for training.
Of course, he still hid the path of the "Magic Swordsman". The people were only allowed to practice the magic path of the "Fighter", and the people could only follow the path of pure violence.
Year 212 of the New Divine Calendar.
The Orc Kingdom has stolen the secret of the path of the magic medicine "Fighter" spread among the people in the Human Kingdom, and the Orcs have also succeeded in practicing it!
In fact, half-orcs all have the first gene, and it is basically impossible to integrate the second gene... Without the expansion gene, they will definitely be stuck. However, if the second gene is separated bit by bit
What about integration?
Perhaps, this is like a sprout breaking through the land. A complete gene cannot be integrated into the body, but if it is divided into seven parts and squeezed in inch by inch, it may be possible to open up the position of the second gene.
Back then, Medusa had developed his own "method of becoming a god" and used his own way to expand the second gene position. What a coincidence, maybe this is another way to break through the second gene?
All in all, the Orc Kingdom can also practice the potion system.
However, the formation of the potion system ultimately had more advantages than disadvantages, and humans still had the power to resist the orcs.
Year 213 of the New Divine Calendar.
Albert and the members of the Church of Gwent were sent out to the Balchik Warcraft Mountains by Emperor Wesley to guard the border.
This mountain range of Warcraft blocks a large border between the two kingdoms. Not only is it regularly harassed by Orc cavalry, there are also terrifying waves of Warcraft, making it the most dangerous territory.
"If he didn't exile me and let me stay by his side, I wouldn't be worthy of being a great hero, and would only be worthy of being an older brother... After all, I am now a third-level fighter. My muscles are hammered, my bones and bones are hammered, and my skin is hammered.
, I have the power to kill him at any time easily, he should develop his own personal fighting power before letting me go."
Albert rode a carriage to this secluded town and looked at the members of the Gwent Club, "Let's become the masters of this land and protect the border and the Warcraft Forest."
Year 218 of the New Divine Calendar.
The structure of the world is once again undergoing drastic changes.
The orcs invaded the whole country, bypassing the deep forest of monsters where Albert was stationed, and the troops entered the country, heading straight for the royal capital!
Inside the royal palace.
"It's ridiculous! A mere elite Behemoth orc force of less than a thousand people dares to penetrate deep into the heart of our country. The king of orcs of this generation, Hellscream Brom, personally went on the expedition." A minister found out the news and reluctantly
He couldn't help but laugh.
Behemoth is a giant orc with a tentacle on his head, immense strength, and over two meters tall.
The origin of Behemoth is said to be that the great Alchemist Emperor was sitting in the royal palace and saw these half-orcs dumbfounded, "These half-orcs have stupid hair on their heads, who is cuter? Then let's call them Behemoth."
Hence the name.
And now, Brom, the King of Orcs, brings only a thousand troops deep into the heart of the human country, and wants to attack the royal capital in a surprise attack. No matter how he thinks about it, he is seeking death!
The ministers from the main war faction kept shouting, "Emperor Wesley, we take the initiative! A mere thousand orcs! Eight thousand elite troops are enough to complete the encirclement and suppression, and the casualties will not even be heavy. As long as their king of orcs is dead, we will
Humanity will inevitably counterattack the Orc Kingdom, which is a huge mistake in their decision-making!"
Emperor Wesley lowered his eyes, "Is Blom crazy? I don't think so. I know him too well, but how could he seek death? Breaking into our country with a thousand troops? I can't figure it out.
A thousand cavalrymen went to test it."
Two days later, a group of thousands of cavalry arrived in Ian Town.
The whole town was in a mess, with a strong smell of blood, mountains of corpses and seas of blood everywhere, collapsed houses, and ruins.
There are human corpses everywhere, as well as more than three hundred orc corpses.
"It's hell."
The cavalry commander looked at this scene, his face suddenly became sad, "This is a racial war! Those orcs are all damn executioners!"
But the next second, he felt a touch of uneasiness in his heart, "But, how come there are more than three hundred orc corpses in this small town?"
According to the tip, a thousand orcs were invaded, so how come 300 orcs fell here?
You know, Ian Town is a civilian town without any defense force in the center of the kingdom. How did the civilians here kill three hundred orcs?
There is also a strange place. There are empty test tube potions all over the town.
It seems like the orcs did some experiments here.
"Mother!!"
One of the heavy armored cavalrymen from Ian Town dismounted frantically and ran towards his home. He found a huge orc corpse and destroyed half of the house.
The room was empty and there was no one alive.
"Damn Orcs! Orcs!" The cavalryman roared, swinging his sword wildly and stabbing at the body of the green-skinned Orcs, with burning hatred in his eyes.
Phew! Phew!
But when he stabbed the orc with holes all over his body and gasped for breath from exhaustion, he realized that this orc was actually an old female orc. Her tall body collapsed half of the house, and her old face was wrinkled.
group, but I can vaguely see the outline of the face....
distortion,
pain, collapse,
This half-orc looks like his mother.
"Who is this...?"
The young soldier was so frightened that he stumbled backwards and bumped hard against the wall behind him. His feet suddenly fell to the ground. "How could this tall green-skinned orc look like my mother?"
..."
A strange pattern is spreading, and everyone is looking at each other.
"Let's keep moving forward," the cavalry commander growled.
They continued to move forward, and in every ruined town, there were almost no human corpses, only orc corpses everywhere.
The total number of these orc corpses has already exceeded a thousand.
Moreover, on the ground of every small town, there are used and empty reagent bottles.
A strange atmosphere spread among the soldiers.
"Who can tell me what happened!"
"OMG!"
"Where have the human corpses gone?"
"Why are the human towns full of orc corpses, so many orcs!!"
