I am willing to use myself as a carrier to accept your divine power!
Let the hottest flame purify everything!"
Accompanied by the solemn and low chanting, the red light pillar symbolizing divine power instantly turned into flames flying all over the sky.
Behind Dumbledore, it was as if a pair of huge wings made of fire were spread out like a phoenix.
There is no doubt that the amulet he holds in his hand is the holy symbol of the Phoenix God Bennu.
In other words, he concluded a contract of faith and soul with this god from his "hometown" a long time ago.
After all, after coming to this world, Dumbledore learned through reading theology and religious books that mortals must have a belief and a unique patron saint, otherwise they will face all kinds of troubles.
The most critical point is the ownership of the soul after death.
Because those who do not have clear beliefs and patron saints will eventually be judged in the Judgment City in the Obscure Realm, and then the closest god will be selected based on their behavior and beliefs during their lifetime.
If God accepts this soul as his believer, he will be taken back to the corresponding kingdom by the messenger.
If you don't accept it or are simply a hypocrite, I'm afraid you'll either be punished with hard labor or sent to a wall of unbelievers.
Although the new god of death, Kelanvor, has been discussing with the gods to dismantle this threatening thing, he has encountered opposition from many gods.
Therefore, for a long time to come, the Wall of the Unbelievers will still be something that requires extra vigilance for mortals.
In order to prevent his soul from falling into the hands of someone he didn't like after his accidental death, Dumbledore chose the most acceptable faith after careful consideration, and that was Bennu, the Phoenix God.
On the one hand, both come from the same world, and the Phoenix has always been the patron saint of the Dumbledore family. They are inherently closely connected at their roots;
On the other hand, the concepts and teachings of most gods in Faerûn are too extreme, and he himself cannot regard Zuo Si as an object of faith, so the relatively neutral Phoenix God has become the most ideal choice.
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So strictly speaking, Dumbledore was born to be Bennu's most ideal candidate.
It's just that he himself has always refused to allow divine power to enter his body.
But now facing another powerful chosen god, he finally chose to break this seal.
At this moment, the magic robe on this old man who had lived for more than a hundred years had been completely burned, revealing his figure and muscles that were even more exaggerated than Longte Blood Eyes.
And due to the influence of high-temperature flames, these muscles look black and red as if they have been roasted, and their hardness is comparable to hard cast iron.
The thick arms, back muscles, abdominal muscles and thighs are full of explosive power.
To be precise, the part of the Phoenix God Benu's divine power that represents Nirvana and rebirth has reshaped and strengthened its body through the flames that just spurted out.
"Is this divine power? I feel like I can strangle an ancient dragon with my bare hands!"
Dumbledore raised his right hand and clenched his fist, feeling the unprecedented power. Then he took off his glasses with his other hand and threw them to his old friend not far away.
"Here, help me get it."
"Are you sure you're okay?"
Grindelwald subconsciously took over the hot glasses, his eyes always staring at the large area of skin on the other person's body that was constantly steaming and emitting high temperatures.
"Don't worry, I'm fine, better than ever.
No wonder there are so many people in Faerûn who dream of becoming the chosen one of a certain god.
It turns out that after becoming a chosen one and receiving divine power, you have met the minimum requirements to harm or even kill a god to a certain extent.
And this divine power is simply unmatched by most mortals."
While explaining, Dumbledore tried to activate his divine power through his family's unique bloodline, and suddenly turned into a stream of light and rushed out.
boom!!!!!
Just one second later, he hit Lonte Bloody Eyes like a meteorite.
The terrifying impact, and the subsequent fire that shot up into the sky, directly melted and evaporated everything within a few tens of meters around it.
A group of orcs who tried to rush over to help disappeared completely without holding on for a second, leaving not even a trace of bone residue and black carbide.
When the fire and splashing magma completely dissipated, others saw two burly figures fighting at extremely fast speeds in the huge lava pit at the center of the impact.
Among them, Lonte Blood Eye still used the artifact battle axe, but the swing speed became faster and faster, and the afterimage could not be clearly seen.
Dumbledore waved his fists wildly while casting his best wizard's spells. He successfully hit the opponent several times and beat the powerful elector and orc warrior to pieces, and even several teeth flew out of his mouth.
It's hard to imagine that this is a duel between spellcasters and warriors, but more like a duel between monks and warriors.
Since the source of Phoenix God Bennu's power is the soul well of the magical earth, after receiving the gift of divine power, Dumbledore can finally cast two systems of magic at the same time and completely transform into the strongest form.
He knew very well how difficult it was to rely on ordinary magic power to defeat a chosen one with terrifying magic resistance and immunity, so he decisively chose to use spells as an auxiliary means, relying on his fists blessed by divine power to deal real damage.
Although there is no melee professional level, it is difficult to take advantage of this kind of close combat, but fortunately, Bennu's eternal fire can give a person unlimited regeneration ability.
Therefore, Dumbledore was not afraid of confronting his opponents head-on and exchanging injuries for injuries.
What's more, the muscles on his body that were as hard as cast iron made it impossible for the ax to cut too deeply. Often within a second or two after being pulled out, the wound would be repaired by the boiling burning blood and return to its original state.
Even his hair and beard took on the form of elemental flames, making him look like a prince or lord from the plane of fire.
"Ahhh! I'm going to chop you into pieces!!!"
After receiving several punches in a row and becoming a little bruised and swollen, Lonte Blood Eyes was completely enraged and began to stimulate the violent blood given by the orc god in his body. His whole body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. The only one
His one eye was completely covered in blood red.
"Hahahaha! Come on then! Let's see who can't hold on and collapses first!"
Dumbledore grinned and laughed without showing any signs of weakness, exuding a brave and fearless aura like a lion.
There is no doubt that he is enjoying this kind of passionate fight with fists and fists, and even the severe pain of the ax hitting his body has turned into a stimulus that can excite the brain and nerves.
Only now did he understand why there were so many experienced adventurers and mercenaries in Faerûn. Even though they had earned more wealth than they could spend in several lifetimes, they still liked to go to those extremely dangerous places all day long.
Because only this kind of life can satisfy the heart that loves excitement and longs to encounter powerful enemies.
It all boils down to one sentence!
Fighting - fun!
Seeing this scene in the distance, Grindelwald could not help but sigh slightly: "I never thought that one day I would be able to see Albus like this again."
"Why, wasn't he like this before?"
Vanswijk blinked in confusion.
"No, of course not.
Since he accidentally killed his sister, Albus has been immersed in pain and regret, unable to extricate himself.
For this reason, he abandoned his original ambitions and ideals and tried his best to make up for the mistakes he made. He was willing to play the perfect image expected by everyone and bear the heaviest responsibility.
Although the entire wizarding world praises Albus Dumbledore for his great achievements, I am the only one who knows that he was not happy.
Because the real Gryffindor lion should not be bound in a cage at all, but should become the king of the grassland.
But fortunately, it's finally over.
Open your eyes and take a good look at him now!
Especially the excitement and joy on his face!
This is the great adventure we have always longed for when we were young!”
It is not difficult to tell from the slightly excited tone that Grindelwald is happy that his old friend has stepped out of the shadow of the past.
But before he could be happy for long, he soon discovered that many one-eyed orc warriors were surrounding him from all directions.
You don't need to ask to know that they are the most loyal followers of Gruumsh who rushed in through the sea of fire.
Because only the most fanatical guy would gouge out an eye to prove his loyalty and belief in God.
In return, they will receive corresponding attribute improvements, advanced professions and special abilities.
There were not only warriors among them, but also several priests with high levels.
Generally speaking, one-eyed orcs are usually strong men in the tribe, and they are also the most hated enemies for adventurers and mercenaries.
Unlike ordinary orcs who are easily demoralized, these guys, with the blessing of faith, will often fight to the death, even dragging their opponents with them to death before they die.
"Well, it seems we can't just stand around and watch the show leisurely."
Grindelwald glanced at these one-eyed warriors and priests with contempt, and directly activated the big killer weapon that was always in his hand.
As a special activation spell was uttered, the metal statue that was originally only the size of a palm expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually turning into a construct golem that was over three meters tall and made of hard steel from top to bottom.
Different from the traditional bulky and slow golem, this one is obviously thinner, with limbs as sharp as knives and exuding a black mist that makes the eyes feel illusion. You can also vaguely see the skeleton-like structure inside.
Before the enemy could react, this behemoth quickly blended into the shadows without making even the slightest sound.
The next second...
puff!
A sharp blade appeared out of thin air and penetrated a priest's chest from behind. His beating heart was directly picked up on the tip of the blade, and a large amount of blood spurted out from the wound.
All the orcs around were stunned at this scene, obviously not expecting that the golem, which was always known for its resistance to beatings and slow movement, could actually have such outrageous sneaking and sneak attack capabilities.
Just as they were about to rush forward to deal with this dangerous magical creature, the golem's eyes suddenly flashed a red light.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying negative energy spurted out of the body, sweeping away all living creatures within a twelve-meter radius.
Many orcs screamed in pain on the spot, kneeling on the ground with weak faces and gasping for air.
Obviously, this is a standard high-level necromantic magic - [Negative Energy Shock Wave].
All creatures within the affected area will be drained of vitality, and all undead creatures within the area will be healed.
From the above abilities, it is easy to see that this is not an ordinary steel golem, but a shadowsteel golem.
Its manufacturing raw materials come entirely from the shadow plane, hence its name.
Due to its natural negative energy attributes, it is often the favorite guard of necromancers, lichs, vampires, and ancient mummy lords.
However, the large Shadowsteel Golem in front of him was obviously not built by Grindelwald himself.
Because his current spellcasting level is far from enough to create such top-notch magical creations.
To be precise, this is a trophy obtained during the adventure.
Grindelwald is not its real master, he just gained higher-level control rights.
As for the real manufacturer, I am afraid that he has already become a part of unknown history together with the ancient underground tomb.
"Be careful with this golem! It is completely different from ordinary steel golems!"
A priest quickly cast a group healing spell and then shouted at everyone.
Since orcs are born with intellectual deficiencies, there are very few spellcasting professions like mages that rely on their brains. Naturally, they know very little about the shadowsteel golems that rarely appear in the main material plane, and they can't even name them.
"Hehehe, this little cutie of mine can't be solved by being careful."
Grindelwald smiled the iconic smile of the "big villain", then took out two wands that exuded strong necromantic arcane aura and began to activate the spells stored inside.
In the blink of an eye, a huge giant skeleton, ogre zombie, and ghoul appeared out of thin air, occasionally mixed with more powerful resentful spirits, demons, pterosaur zombies, etc.
Anyone who knows something about arcane magic, especially necromancy summoning magic, can tell that one of the two wands is a third-level summoning of undead creatures, and the other is a fourth-level summoning of undead creatures.
When the negative energy shock wave of the Shadowsteel Golem was released again, all these undead creatures immediately became more powerful and violent as if they had been given blood, and even completely overwhelmed the orcs who had an overwhelming advantage in numbers.
"Pastor! Get ready to disperse!"
The leading orc warrior was obviously aware of the danger and wanted to use the priest's natural ability to restrain undead creatures to get rid of these undead creatures.
You must know that the main god of the orcs, Gruumsh, is a standard evil god, so his priest's dispersal ability does not directly destroy it, but seizes control and converts it into one's own combat power.
But it is a pity that Grindelwald, who has rich combat experience, could not give the opponent such an opportunity.
Before the orc priests could raise their holy symbols and shout the name of the god, the Shadowsteel Golem once again used its ability to escape into the shadows and move silently, rushing into the back row like a sharp knife to kill those priests, constantly releasing its negative energy.
The shock wave can interrupt the opponent's spellcasting concentration.
The extremely fast-moving ghouls, demons and ghosts took the opportunity to swarm up.
Vanswijk also took the opportunity to continuously release auxiliary and enhanced magical spells.
Blessing!
Anti-chaos array!
Silence!
Blind!
Prayer!
The power of group cattle!
The tenacity of the pack bear!
With the release of one large-scale magical spell after another, the undead, which had been greatly strengthened by the abundant negative energy, were as if they had been given blood. They could often knock down the strong orc warriors to the ground with one blow.
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However, this group of elite orcs was not a vegetarian. After realizing that the two of them were not easy to deal with, they immediately adjusted their strategy and began to let long-range shooters try to directly snipe the caster.
Because Vanswijk was not blessed with enough protective magic, he was hit on the shoulder by a penetrating arrow with a cold light on the spot. He jumped up from the ground with his feet, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Fortunately, as a priest, he had been wearing strong magic armor, so the injury was not too serious. He pulled out the arrow and drank the healing potion, and he recovered within a few seconds.
Grindelwald was very smart to let a huge pterosaur zombie stand in front of him as a cover.
The two sides who were fighting fiercely on the ground didn't realize it at all. In fact, the situation was also tense in the sky at this moment.
It's just that both sides have changed from mortals to gods.
You don't need to ask to know that one side is the orc pantheon headed by Gruumsh, while the other side is Zuo Si himself and his allies.
"Do you want to start a war with me?"
Gruumsh asked fiercely with a fierce look in his eyes.
The reason why he did not choose to take action immediately was because the enemy's lineup in front of him was a bit too strong, so he did not dare to act rashly.
Not to mention that Zuo Si had already defeated an incarnation of himself before, but the simultaneous appearance of two powerful gods, Corellon, the main god of the elves, and Moradin, the main god of the dwarves, had already forced him to surrender.
Not to mention the God of Knowledge Ogma, the Goddess of Magic Midnight, the Goddess of Wealth Woking, the God of Tyranny Bane, the God of Justice Tyr, the God of Knowledge Ogma, the Goddess of Magic Midnight, the God of Justice Tyr, who has not yet appeared, but whose divine light is already looming behind Zuo Si.
The goddess Talona and other powerful powers.
After all, the behavior of the orcs after they came to Faerûn has basically offended all the above gods.
You must know that the orcs' looting of civilization and burning of libraries made Ogma, the god of knowledge, furious more than once;
The contempt for magic makes the magic goddess Midnight very unhappy;
Their actions of only robbing but never creating wealth disgusted the goddess of wealth, Watkin;
The destruction of order and rule caused by the lack of a fixed abode has caused Bane, the god of tyranny, to have the idea of destroying the orc race more than once;
Tyr, the God of Justice, has always hated orcs, and many of the paladins who serve him are proud to be called "orc killers".
As for Talona…
The entire God Realm knows that as long as Zuo Sisi wants to do something, she will fully support it unconditionally.
Of course, these are not all the enemies of the orc pantheon.
If Suna, the goddess of love and beauty, hadn't always liked fighting, she might have been counted among them at this moment.
After all, such an ugly, barbaric race that doesn't know how to appreciate beauty and has no love has no value in her eyes.
Watching Gruusch's guilty look of being strong on the outside but weak on the inside, Zuo Si responded with a smile: "Start a war? No, no, no, the war between us started a long time ago."
"So the outsider named Thrall is your deliberately arranged pawn?"
Gruumsh's tone was full of rage, and his eyes wanted to eat this damn enemy alive.
Because he never imagined that someone in the world could actually unite all his enemies to form a terrifying force.
"That's right!
I want him to tear apart the foundation of your faith, bring the orcs in this world from chaos to order, and then drive you filthy bastards completely away from the continent of Faerûn and even Toril.
This is the heavy price you had to pay for offending me back then.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! How about, are you feeling angry?
Hate me?
Want revenge?
But it's a pity that you can't do anything now, you can only watch this happen.
Because if you dare to violate the new rules established by His Majesty the God Io after the Year of Turbulence, then I naturally don't need to abide by it.
Believe me, when it comes to killing and destroying, I am 10,000 times more efficient than you dirty beasts who only use brute force and cleverness.
In three days at most, I can make the entire race of orcs disappear from the planet Toril forever.
Not only that!
I will also be more than happy to expand the scope of the war to other planes, and even your country, the land of the orcs.
How about it, do you want to try it?
I like war very much!
And I am extremely looking forward to making many planes of this universe burn together!"
As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si opened his arms to release the ultimate evil in his body that was connected to the multiverse, and the great devil and dragon forms loomed behind him.
Faced with this naked provocation and threat, Gruumsh's eyes revealed a sinister and vicious light, and he wanted to explode several times, but he still held back when the situation came to pass.
Because he knew very well that the guy in front of him, who had climbed from a mortal to his current position step by step, was not just bluffing, but could actually take action.
Whether it is the impressive record of the ninth-level elite demon army led by the Angel of Khorne Zariel on the front line of the bloody battle, or the Eldrazi Titan that was originally sealed in the bottomless abyss and suddenly disappeared not long ago, they all proved that as long as Zuo Si is willing
At any time, an interdimensional war that could destroy the pantheon could be launched.
The most important thing is that the rules set by the current god Io are not actually restricting the orc gods, but are protecting the orc gods.
Without these rules, Gruumsh could not guarantee whether he would become the second Prince of Lies, Cyric.
After all, Zuo Si, who never talked about martial ethics, had too dazzling results in several group fights, never leaving his opponents even the slightest chance to turn defeat into victory.
Coupled with the terrifying abilities of his planeswalkers, God knows what kind of helpers will be drawn from other times, spaces and universes.
After a long silence, Gruumsh finally suppressed the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and asked: "If I abide by the rules of the game, will you also abide by the rules of the game?"
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "Yes.
After all, the devils of Baator Hell are one of the most orderly races in the universe.
We will never actively violate any contract, law or rule, but are its most loyal guardians.
What's more, compared to giving the enemy a good time, I prefer to torture slowly and watch you lose your faith little by little and never be able to enter this world again."
"Hmph! Let's wait and see! My believers and warriors will tear apart the outsider who doesn't look like an orc at all and the country he plans to build!"
After saying these cruel words, Gruumsh decisively took his wife, lieutenants and children and turned around and left without any nostalgia.
The reason is simple, he knows that he can't get any bargains today.
If the conflict continues to escalate, it will definitely be overwhelmingly detrimental to you.
After all, the eager expressions on the faces of Corellon and Moradin's avatars speak volumes.
"Bah! What a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong! I thought this one-eyed bastard was not afraid of anything."
The dwarf god spat at Gruumsh who left, his eyes revealing deep contempt.
"Don't worry, my friend, the fun has just begun. Since he doesn't have the courage to start a full-scale war, then we only need to watch Soth's performance."
Corellon, the main elf god, touched his chin with a playful expression.
As one of the most powerful gods in the world of Toril and even the entire universe, he has already predicted the ultimate result of this plan, and also knows the real intention behind Zuo Si's threats and provocations just now.
In fact, it is the right choice for Gruumsh to decisively start a war at this moment.
Because with Zuo Si's cautious character, he would never take such a big risk to launch a war against so many planes with gods and even gods above them at the same time.
At most, the orcs on the planet Toril will be wiped out.
In other words, the biggest loss of the orc pantheon is just the loss of a main material plane.
But if they are scared away, what awaits them will be the birth of an eternal enemy that may lead to the division and destruction of the pantheon.
Once Thrall succeeds in bringing the power of order, civilization and elements to the orcs, the latter will immediately undergo earth-shaking changes, and then begin to abandon their originally chaotic, backward, and barbaric beliefs on a large scale.
And this process is irreversible.
Once they have tasted the taste of civilization and order, no orc will ever want to return to their past life of poverty, stupidity and ignorance.
At that time, all we need to do is spread the faith with the help of the huge cyberpunk city on the ninth level of Baator Hell, which is a well-connected transportation hub. It will not take long for faith to be connected with one plane after another.
"Hey! I don't need you to remind me that I will do this. After all, there are not many opportunities to appreciate Gruumsh's unlucky and incompetent rage."
Moradin laughed maliciously.
"Thank you both for your trust. I promise that this performance will never let you down."
Zuo Si gracefully touched his chest with one hand and bowed slightly.
Corellon encouraged with a faint smile: "Come on, I'm optimistic about you. In addition, the gift you sent before is very good. This is my first time to see the elven race from other time and space and universe. This provides me with important information." creative inspiration.”
"As long as you like it. In fact, elves are a ubiquitous race in the entire multiverse, and generally their appearance and personality traits are very similar. I even doubt whether they all have a common ancestor, or whether they all have a common ancestor. There is a source in the dark void."
Zuo Si bluntly stated his guess.
Since he has been studying the Dark Void recently and obtained a lot of important information from Emrakul, the only one of the three Eldrazi Titans to be born with self-awareness, he has gradually summarized some unique insights.
"Oh? You mean... all the elven races in the entire multiverse are affected by some unknown existence, so they show the result of approaching evolution?"
Corellon instantly understood what the other party wanted to express.
Zuo Si nodded seriously: "Yes, that's what I want to say.
The Dark Void is actually not as dark, chaotic, and desolate as many planeswalkers imagine, and is filled with all kinds of dangers that are difficult to describe in words.
Quite the opposite!
It actually has some kind of abstract logic that cannot be understood normally.
The birth of all other time spaces and universes, as well as the various creatures that evolved later, including gods and gods, can find their corresponding prototypes in the dark void.
So I came up with an inference that the dark void actually interacts with the real universe.
For example, when a universe comes to an end or is devoured by an Eldrazi Titan, all of its matter and energy will return to the Dark Void in some form.
This energy and matter will preserve a large amount of information from the previous universe, and then affect it when it flows into a newly born universe.
Therefore, it is not a coincidence that humans, elves, dwarves, dragons, orcs and other creatures are common in many time and space, but the result of this mutual influence.
And when I was exploring the dark void, I also discovered many similar life forms that had been twisted."
"Sounds interesting. Planeswalkers are indeed a very enviable ability. They can actually spy on such secrets that even the gods know nothing about."
Corellon showed a look of longing.
But it is a pity that his status as a god means that he cannot have a spark at all, and naturally it is impossible to become a planeswalker.
"Next time, remember to bring back some dwarves from other time and space. I'm very curious about what the dwarves from other worlds look like and how they were created."
Moradin stroked his thick beard and made a small request.
"No problem, I'll be happy to help."
Zuo Si agreed without hesitation.
Just as a few people were talking, the battle on the ground was finally coming to an end.
Relying on the powerful divine power given by the Phoenix God Bennu, Dumbledore beat Lonte Bloodeyes with his fists until he was bloody and bloody. More than two-thirds of the bones in his body were broken, including his mouth, nose and eyes.
It kept spurting out blood, and even if it turned on its berserk, it could no longer move its severely damaged body.
On the other side, after killing all the priests, Grindelwald used the Sea of the Dead tactic created by Zuo Si and began to frantically kill the fleeing orcs.
Obviously, the orc army that was sent to the Rongma Grassland was completely destroyed.
However, the army that Gruumsh sent through his divine power was obviously not just one, but several, most of which were not local orcs in Faerûn.
Some of them come from other planes, and some come from other continents on the planet Toril.
In short, in order to eliminate the threat of Thrall, the orc pantheon is almost willing to do whatever it takes.
"Do you think that little guy named Sal can withstand such a crazy counterattack?"
Corellon asked in an uncertain tone.
Zuo Si replied confidently: "Of course!
Because I've sent out a group of real Scourges.
No matter how many armies the orc pantheon sends over, it has no meaning.
The only thing they can get is failure and death.
Moreover, the captives will also be digested and absorbed and become the believers Thrall needs to become a god."
"Act of God?"
Corellon was obviously very interested in this term.
Because he knew very well that with Zuo Si's character, he would never carelessly call cats and dogs "natural disasters".
Anything that can be called a "natural disaster" must have unimaginable destructive power.
"Are you aware of the great melee that broke out in the Abyss not long ago, and the dangers of a large number of people imprisoned in the Well of Darkness escaping?"
Zuo Si did not explain directly, but asked with a half-smile.
moment!
Both Corellon and Moradin's eyes flashed with light.
As collaborators, it is naturally impossible for them not to know about the conflicts that broke out between Zuo Si and many evil gods and demon lords such as Shar, the goddess of night.
But he didn't quite know what Zuo Si had done to actually reverse the situation that was originally unfavorable to him in an instant.
Especially the serial war between the demon lords, which has shown no sign of calming down yet.
But now, they seem to understand the secret.
"So all those powerful adventurers are your subordinates?"
Corellon raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Zuo Si responded very simply: "No, they are not adventurers, but the fourth natural disaster with unlimited resurrection ability.
For them, no matter how dangerous and near-death mission, it is just a game.
Because what the outside world sees of them is just a group of empty bodies connected through the mind flayer's psychic transmission technology, and their true souls are placed in another absolutely safe place.
This means that even if it is killed, it can be resurrected with a new clone.
Therefore, my fourth natural disaster will not have any fear no matter how powerful the enemy is, but will consume the enemy to death through death over and over again."
"Oh - I understand. Those orcs or hybrid orcs who behave strangely are all your helpers."
The main dwarf god, Moradin, showed an expression of sudden realization, and immediately set his sights on the important town to the east of the Rongma Grassland - Illingul, where Thrall's main force is currently stationed.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In the market, tavern and inn, these guys who are incompatible with other orcs are excitedly discussing the upcoming war. There is no trace at all.
Fearful or nervous, they were even quarreling over the best fighting position. Their equipment was far better than that of other orc warriors around them. Basically everyone had at least six or more pieces of magic equipment.
Some even use high-end items with enchantment levels 3 and 4.
What's even more outrageous is that among these orcs and mixed-blood orcs, there are arcane spellcasting professions such as warlocks and mages, and the proportion is not low.
Especially those orcs with strong physiques and muscular muscles wearing tight robes are really full of dissonance.
There were also several women wearing eye-catching golden bikinis and metal armor, which looked exactly like the glorious female orcs in Zuo Si's impression.
They were gathering together to discuss how to have a romantic encounter with the warchief, and they didn't know if Thrall would be able to handle it.
In short, the appearance of these aliens directly makes the entire city's style become a bit abnormal.
"Ha! What a group of interesting and energetic little guys."
Corellon is obviously very interested in the Fourth Scourge.
Because he could feel that these people did not regard everything around them as real existence at the ideological and spiritual level, but regarded it as some kind of false illusion, so they generally held a strangely optimistic attitude.
As a god who leans toward the chaotic and good camp, he undoubtedly enjoys this joyful life like a game.
After a full minute, the Elf Lord proposed with great interest: "I think you don't mind if I join in to experience this game, right?"
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "Of course not. Please give me a ray of your consciousness, and I will put it into the terminal controlled by the master brain to create a clone for you. Then you can happily enjoy the game with them.
It’s a process.”
"no problem."
Corellon separated a small ball of light directly from the incarnation.
After Zuo Si got it, he directly backhanded it to the world where the mastermind was.
In less than ten seconds, Corellon realized that he had entered a virtual world built with terrifying spiritual power, and created a "game character" under the guidance of the other party.
Immediately afterwards, he arrived at Illingur through a huge network of portals.
Just after he came out of the portal, he saw an ugly orc face that was almost kissing his own.
"Ouch! He's actually a newcomer?"
"What? Newcomers? Are you kidding me? Shouldn't newcomers go to a low-level world to practice first?"
"Damn it! What a newcomer! He doesn't even have any armor on him!"
"What the hell is this? Is it a bug?"
"Could it be that there is some unknown PY transaction with the game company's planner?"
"That's it! It must be a sell-out!"
"Let's break up! Let's break up! There's a good chance that this kind of thing won't survive even a minute on the battlefield and will die."
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Listening to all kinds of judgmental comments and vague vocabulary surrounding him, even Corellon, who has a relatively cheerful personality, couldn't help but darken his face.
Similarly, for the first time, he felt the fearlessness and arrogance of these "fourth natural disasters".
It is easy to tell from the tone and attitude that these guys have no reverence for the gods at all.