I have nightmares to get stronger

Ever since Han Dong left, the orc priest had been in fear. Even if his tribe defeated all the other orc tribes on the small island where the entire continent had been turned into, the orc priest never showed a smile on his face.

"Food, food..." The orc priest's face was full of dull expressions. He no longer worshiped like an orc idol, but stayed in the temple every day, staying at home, chanting the word "food" all the time.

Many orcs in the skull-crushing tribe don't know what the orc priests recited these two words. Everyone thinks the orc priests are crazy.

But soon, everyone understood why the orc priest had to recite these two words.

Most of the area of ​​Marfa Continent sank into the Nightmare Sea, leaving less than one ten-thousandth of the area and turned into an island. The ecological balance of the entire island has been completely destroyed. Within a month, the prey that can be caught , the tribe has long been clean, and the Skullbreaker tribe can no longer find food.

"Sacrifice, priest, what should we do, the people of the tribe are about to starve to death." Sager rushed into the temple with a face full of panic, and knelt down in front of the orc priest.

At this time, Sarge no longer had the high spirits he had when he defeated other orc tribes. To avenge the world, Sarge brutally killed the orc who seriously injured his father. any suggestions made by Grid.

"This is the prestige that a tribal patriarch should have!" Sager once thought so.

But soon, the food in the tribe became less and less. In the end, the elderly and children had nothing to eat for several days, and many people were dying of hunger.

Hearing the cries of Sarge rushing in, the orc priest's body shook violently, with a look of horror on his face.

"Food, food..." At this time, the orc priest was full of regret in his heart: "I refused too simply at the beginning. If I had surrendered then, I wouldn't be in such a situation now!"

"Sarge, can you still fight? Do you still dare to fight? Are you still willing to shed the last drop of blood in your body for the sake of the tribe?" Staring into his eyes, he asked word by word.

"Sacrifice, I am willing!" Sarge knocked on his chest vigorously. Although he was proud and headstrong, Sarge was also a responsible patriarch who had always done his duty and was willing to sacrifice for his tribe.

"Okay, Sage, come with me!" The orc shaman walked slowly towards the outside of the tribe, leaning on a staff full of bones.

Sage supported the shaman, and behind them, most of the followers in the tribe had no food, and many tribesmen had fallen into despair. At this time, the only hope was placed on the patriarch and the priest.

This is the tradition of the orc tribe. Whenever a disaster occurs, the orc patriarch and priest will stand up and lead everyone out of the predicament.

It took more than an hour for the orc priest to bring Sarge to a cliff, with a white sandy beach below, and the endless Nightmare Sea in the distance, billowing with thick smoke.

The orc priest pointed to the endless Nightmare Sea in the distance, and said in a low voice: "Sag, in that direction, there is a continent in that direction, and there is a lord there who rules the vast land. You have two choices now, one is to ask him Surrender, the other is to lead all the warriors of the tribe to kill that lord and occupy that vast land, we orcs will multiply in that land and restore the previous splendor and glory!"

The priest looked at Sage with cloudy eyes, and kept pointing to the distant sea with his hand, as if he was waiting for Sage to make a decision.

"Sacrifice, are you sure there is a continent at that location, how far is it from us?" Sager asked after pondering for a moment.

"Not far, not far, with your strength, you can reach it in about half a day!" the orc priest said in a deep voice.

"Then what about the lord, how strong is he, is he strong?" Sager continued to ask.

"Very strong!" The priest said cautiously: "The lord has the strength of the Moonlight Realm, which is equivalent to the peak of the Holy Blood Realm of an orc..."

Sager was relieved when he heard that the other lord was only at the peak of the Holy Blood Realm, nodded and said: "Master Sacrifice, orcs will never be slaves, I don't want to see my people live under the rule of a foreign lord! "

The priest nodded, sighed and said, "You are the chief of the tribe, if you want to do something, then do it."

After being affirmed by the sacrifice, the patriarch immediately became full of confidence, raised the mottled stone ax in his hand, and let out a roar: "Orcs will never be slaves!"

The priest looked at the patriarch, closed his eyes, and a cloudy tear slowly seeped out from the corner of his eye.

"I thought the same as you at the beginning, but I regret it now, I regret it! I can't bear the crime of orc extermination. I can't bear it. I'm sorry, Sag. The crime of genocide is for you alone. Bear it, after all, this is the choice you made in front of everyone!" The priest finally heaved a sigh of relief, and let go of the heart that had been hanging all the time. Sit down slowly.

All the orcs were quietly listening to the priest's singing, the singing was melodious and full of childish fun, drifting for a long time and far away.

I don't know how long it took, the singing stopped, and the priest closed his eyes forever, his head drooped to one side, and his body fell down obliquely.

……

At this time, Han Dong was in the manor in the real world. He didn't know that in the nightmare world, an expeditionary army composed of orcs had already embarked on the journey. Although this expeditionary army only had [-] orcs, its momentum But it is comparable to thousands of troops.

"Master, there are many people who want to come to work in the manor, I don't know..." Butler Cai reported the latest situation to Chao Handong with a worried face.

"Oh, why did this happen?" Han Dong raised his eyebrows, put down the newspaper in his hand, and asked softly.

The manor is far away from the city center, and it is inconvenient for ordinary people to go back and forth, so few people are willing to come to such a remote place to find work.

When Han Dong first took over the manor, he encountered a shortage of service personnel.

"Master, the black tide is coming again. Now many people in the city have turned into monsters for no reason, or disappeared, making people panic..." Butler Cai said in a low voice.

"The Kuroshio?" Han Dong frowned.

The Kuroshio had happened in the real world before, and those black hole-like existences sent many monsters in the nightmare world to the real world, causing panic for a long time.

But soon, that kind of nightmare black hole never appeared again, and the human world slowly returned to calm. Unexpectedly, the black tide appeared again.

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