From Richard's point of view, before arriving at the Rhine steppe, on the way to escape, and in the rare moment of calm contemplation, he had inexplicable panic.He feared the future, feared himself, feared the enemies he would face in the next moment, feared the safety of Evely Catwoman, and even more feared the unattainable mission.And in the midst of all these fears, the most urgent thing is the attitude of the orc tribe towards him.He's an orc savior approved by Walter, yes, but not by the orc tribe!
He was a young man who grew up in a mining village, he was not very young but he had seen the sinister hearts of the people in the world, he really didn't know what those orc superiors would do to him after arriving in Fei Leng Cui, an outsider who came in the name of the orc savior?
Frankly speaking, life and death, he has taken it lightly.In the past year, his escape path has been countless crazy temptations on the boundary between life and death, he doesn't know how many times he dances on the tip of the knife, and he doesn't know how many times he brushes shoulders with death, it really doesn't matter.He was just afraid that he would not be able to fulfill Mr.
Walter's request, which gave him his life, the orcs, and the little hope of this plane.Simply, when he stepped into the land, the kindness shown by the orcs was almost undisguised.As the leader of the orc cavalry, Jacob, the legendary powerhouse of the Haussma clan, did not have many legendary stands, and he showed almost deference to the leader and an almost omniscient attitude towards Richard.From his mouth, Richard knew a lot about the situation in the Rhine steppes and the current situation of the orc race, such as the defense zone and ruling mode of the existing five main battle races, such as the strengths and obligations of each vassal race, such as the role of the orc shaman, and the influence of the Great Elder Anduin who could almost command the race.Even, it was from Jacob's mouth that Richard learned the secret of the orc tribe's ability to predict the teleportation location of the Dkentel legion.It should be said that in this 600-year history of invasion, although the orcs are undoubtedly in a suppressed state, they have not given up resistance, but are actively studying and seeking ways to break the situation.For example, in response to the Arcane Tower's large legion fixed-point teleportation technique, the orc shaman has studied and simulated it, and has also developed a new type of high-level battle song resonance technique in the Hall of the Hero's Soul.This war song is not intended for human use, but acts on the Valhalla enshrined by each tribe, thus forming an invisible network of interlinks, which can observe the fluctuations of elements in the area at the first time, and can also quickly transmit information and connect with each other.Of course, the main thing is that Valhalla can be used as a transit point at critical moments to teleport the orcs' brave legions to the nearest tribe.Although the number of people at one time should not be too large, and the cost of singing power is extremely high, although it can only reach Valhalla elsewhere, instead of pointing anywhere like the Arcane Tower, it can already reach the battlefield in the shortest possible time and form a confrontation.This is also the meaning of the existence of the orc cavalry led by Jacob.After nearly a day's drive northwest along the Danube, Jacob led Richard to a large tribe of Rhine lions.Here, Richard was treated like a hero and got his first glimpse of the life of the orc tribe.It was also here that they entered the Valhalla, where they experienced the magic of Valhalla's resonance under the auspices of a great shaman of the Fox Clan, under the auspices of a great shaman of the Fox Clan.It was as if they had stepped through an invisible and grand gate and entered a dimly lit world of countless moss-like green plants that glowed faintly.Then, without waiting for Richard to take a closer look, they stepped through an invisible door, and when they reappeared, they were already in an even larger and majestic Valhalla.Here, it is already the core of the orc tribe's rule, the only city, Fei Leng Cui.This is a majestic city built on a high slope of red soil, the ground and walls show a strange glazed color, under the sun, gorgeous and solid, even the legendary powerhouse can not be easily destroyed, and it has a strong resistance to magic.Legend has it that it was once hit by the full force of the Sandriel Floating City, and with the help of the nine Arcane Towers, endless heavenly fires rained down for three days, and the subsequent Flame Burning City burned for more than a month.But when the flames were extinguished, it had become a glass-colored city, and it became extremely strong.It was also here that Richard saw dozens of orc races living together in harmony, training in martial arts in the squares, flowing from city to city, fishing for fish and shrimp in the rivers, and working in the fields.Well, Richard admitted, at this glance, there are seven or eight strange orcs mixed together, as if they have entered some demon country, and the impact is really great.And his arrival caused the city to be restless, and after hearing the news, I don't know how many orcs rushed here, as if they wanted to witness something for the first time.As for Richard, he was unconsciously surrounded by more than a dozen big men, they were of different races and heights, but they were all full of heavy momentum.They are the de facto rulers of this prairie, the core of the power of the orcs, the patriarchs from the major orc warring races, and the elders who form the orc alliance.They are all strong above the legend.They represented the highest combat power of the orcs, and as they gathered around Richard, their eyes were focused, and the terrible coercion almost stopped Richard's heart from beating.But when a woman appeared, Richard didn't care about anything else.It was a somewhat pale Catwoman, standing there with a bear baby who had just opened her eyes in her arms, looking at Richard with a smile on her face.That's Catwoman Evely!
She eventually fled back to the savannah, to the home of the orcs, to return here, and gave birth to a child for Walter.The combination of different races of orcs will not give birth to the so-called hybrid, but only inherit the blood and talent of one of the parents at random, and the sons of Walter and Evely are obviously of bear blood.Seeing them, Richard finally smiled!
It was the first time he had laughed so happily, so relaxed, and so unencompassed after a year-long escape from Walter's death and the Colosseum.Then, under the guidance of Evely, with the support of more than a dozen legendary elders, and under the fanatical gaze of countless orcs, they walked towards the grandest and widest of halls.They went into the depths and met the greatest prophet of all, the Tortoise orc, the Great Elder Anduin, who claimed to have lived countless years.It was hard for Richard to describe the person in front of him, he looked so old, as if his vitality was exhausted to the extreme, and the withering and drying up that were revealed, as if he would die in the next second.He is so heavy and vicissitudes, it is after countless years of precipitation, like a living fossil of the heaviness and vicissitudes of life, with those majestic orc heroes and totems behind him, as if walking in the world of the gods of time.His eyes were even more cloudy and clear.Yes, these two words are perfectly opposite to him.The turbidity belongs to the old man alone, and it is the turbidity that has seen all the vicissitudes of the world and read the years and time, but because he has seen it all and seen it through, his eyes have that touch of clarity.Before arriving at the Emerald delirant, Richard always wondered what kind of existence could convince Walter the Bear Warrior so much.Can the head of the House Clan, Jacob Gan, be driven?
Can you unite the complex races of orcs, trust each other, and cooperate with each other?
And who can support the orc tribe in this situation where the edifice is almost about to collapse?
Here, Richard really saw it, and he only felt that the countless doubts and questions accumulated in his heart should be answered.However, Grand Elder Anduin did not solve his doubts for him immediately, but asked him to wash up and rest first, and there would be a big feast waiting for him in the evening.This was the first time that the orc savior had appeared in Fei Lengcui, under the gaze of countless orcs, and he had to show his best state to meet his own people.As for his questions and doubts, since he came here, he has had countless hours.Richard still had doubts, but the thoughts were spinning in his heart, and he still chose to follow the local customs and follow the arrangement.So, he left again surrounded by the crowd.However, what Richard didn't expect was that when they left, when the door of the hall slowly closed, and when there was only one person left in the empty hall, the old prophet slowly restrained his smile.He bowed his head, bowed his head, bent his knees, and fell to his knees in a very slow, but reverent, manner.Looking up again, he looked ahead, and his deep eyes that had been precipitated by endless years were already full of tears.He tried hard to suppress the excitement in his heart, and said in a hoarse voice but extremely loud: "Old believers, meet the great Lord of Nightmares, the original Lord of Eternal Immortality and Health!"
”I don't know if it's a coincidence, in that unknown dimension, Amon is standing in front of Grand Elder Anduin.He unconsciously lowered his head, lowered his head, and looked at the old turtle in front of him who looked like a remnant bamboo in the wind, his eyes were extremely complicated.He also listened to the other party's words, and whispered almost softly in his mouth: "Old believers?
Old day believers?
This is the old believer!
”In a trance, he stretched out his hand and pointed forward, as if piercing countless time, space and years, and lightly touched the forehead of the old turtle.At this moment, the nightmare fire burned violently, like an illusory and substantial raging flame, enveloping the entire hall.