Chapter 107 The God-Blessed One of Uller
In order to win its heart as soon as possible, Eve did not think about using it.
However, Eve believes that players should be able to find the orc stronghold soon. After all, the scope of investigation is already quite small.
As for Rivendell...
The terrain around the Great Rift Valley is rugged and there are many high-level monsters. If players want to discover Rivendell, it will not take a day or two.
It would be nice to be able to find it within one or two months.
After all, there are still a few players who can keep searching, and most people are still popular for three minutes without external forces.
"The primary issue now is the orcs and the restoration of the holy city. Well... it is also important to get the Flame Tribe on the right track. As for Rivendell, you can put it on first..."
"If they really find out about Rivendell, let's do another hidden plot."
Eve thought.
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Dark mountains, cave tribes.
The orc Priest Priest has had a hard time recently.
He hasn't closed his eyes for three days and three nights.
The only reason is that the team he sent to intercept the elves was like a stone thrown into the sea, and there was no movement anymore...
More than 300 people were the bravest warriors in the clan, but none of them came back!
This incident has caused dissatisfaction and panic among some tribe members.
Not only that, even the black dragon Meiriel who was traveling with him did not come back...
Jushan has sent people to see the broken castle on the top of the mountain.
The magic left by Meiriel to protect the nest is still there.
In addition, you can faintly see the gold and gems it treasures through the window...
Dragons love treasures, and if they move, they cannot bring their own treasures!
This shows that Meiriel also encountered some unexpected situation and was forced to return...
Or, it's dead.
Thinking of this, the elderly chief priest became more and more terrified.
More than 300 orcs, and the black dragon with the strength of the silver superior...
They actually disappeared like evaporation!
The Jushan Sect saw it, and only some traces of fighting and some blood were left on the edge of the Elf Forest.
There is no body...
There is no remaining equipment!
What exactly did they... encounter?
The more you think about the Giant Mountain, the more terrifying it becomes.
At this time, the Elf Forest had become a terrifying man-eating beast in his eyes.
"What... exactly is this to do this? Could it be... Is there a legend in the Elf Forest?"
"Is it the one who is... the God of Death?"
The chief priest of Jushan was already considering giving up the stronghold here and took his tribesmen to other places.
The treasures accumulated by the black dragon Myriel should be enough for the tribes to migrate and use.
If Meiriel was still there, Giant Mountain would never have made the idea of making its treasure, but it is different now.
In its opinion, Myriel is probably in danger.
However, the first place where the cave tribe settled here was the will of the god of winter and hunting.
Without the oracle of God the Father, the Chief Priest of the Giant Mountain did not dare to migrate easily...
He has prayed to God the Father many times recently to request the migration of the tribe, but he has not received the answer from God the Father.
"Why... God the Father didn't respond to me?"
This made Jushan feel more and more uneasy.
And just as he was hesitating whether to set up a sacrifice array directly and risked his anger to communicate with the Father God, an orc priest stumbled into the cave:
"Master Priest!Master Priest!"
He was angry.
Jushan frowned:
"What happened again?"
The orc priest who rushed over bowed to him and said excitedly while breathing:
"There are...high-level professionals coming to the tribe!"
Advanced professional?
Jushan's eyes narrowed slightly.
"He...he claims to be the God-Father's favor!"
Chapter completed!