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Chapter 622 Tiger Webber, Arrow of Freedom

"His Royal Highness, my name is Weber." The tiger man lowered his head, knelt on one knee, and saluted Gao Xing.

"You participated in the previous orc war." Gao Xing spoke in a declarative tone.

"Yes, Your Highness." Weber said, "I used to be a senior legion commander in the kingdom of the orcs. After the defeat of the orcs, I survived by luck, and I am still alive."

"Are you interested in ending this war?" Gao Xing asked.

Weber raised his head and looked at Gao Xing in disbelief. Is God merciful?

No, maybe it's just for fun.

However, he must seize this opportunity. The defeated orcs have long lost hope, and it is also a great thing that they can be used by another true god.

"I will obey your will."

Weber lowered his head and offered the supreme orcish courtesy to Tallstar.

With a strong orc in the team, there is also a guarantee of safety.

As an orc who has lived for nearly a thousand years, Weber's life level has already reached the purple-gold level. If it is not because of the restriction of the slave mark, he can only display the strength of the golden stage. When he was in the forest, with Shaar's strength I'm afraid Chloe will be snatched away by Weber immediately.

At this time, Shaar and the others, after walking for nearly two months, have already arrived at the place where the orc kingdom once was.

After the defeat of the orcs, the territory of the orc kingdom was divided into four by the four adjacent races. Goblins, elves, humans, and dwarves each occupied part of the territory.

Later, after the goblins were also defeated, this place became the most chaotic place, and this chaotic place was called the Triangle Field by various tribes.

In recent years, due to the expiration of the covenant, various ethnic groups have engaged in some small-scale frictions here.

Not long after entering this area, Shaar and the others came to a place called "Mica City".

In the city, there are not a few people like Shaar and the others who hide their identities with robes. People who dare to show their faces to live here either have sufficient strength or self-confidence, or are simply stupid.

Shaar carefully observed the existences that showed their faces. It is worth mentioning that although this was where the orc kingdom was once, he did not find any orcs walking on the road openly.

The status of the orcs has long been knocked down to the bottom.

They can only be reduced to lowly slaves, doing the hardest work and receiving the harshest punishment. If the master is dissatisfied, he may kill them.

With the orc's reproduction speed and vitality, their value is really extremely low.

Most of the orcs can be fed with just a few weeds on the roadside, and their huge brute strength can handle almost all physical work. Their hard-working character makes it even more cost-effective to drive these orcs to work than to use alchemy props.

In order to maintain this favorable situation, all races have maintained the same tacit understanding. No one has ever mentioned the rights and interests of orcs, and no one has ever said how unreasonable it is to treat orcs like this.

When they mentioned the orcs, they talked more about how vicious the orcs were and how cruel they were when the war started, so the orcs deserved what happened to them now.

In comparison, even the goblins live better than the orcs, at least when the group of green dwarves go crazy, they dare to detonate anything.

This is the status quo of the orcs.

It was night, Xia Ya stood on the top of a watchtower in the city, and a god-killing arrow in his hand was fully charged, and a large amount of magic power surged and gathered here, and the densely packed magic circles on the arrow all lit up.

"Before that, I think you should say something for historical records." Gao Xing suggested.

Hearing this, Xia was silent for a moment, and then said: "This arrow is for justice and goodness."

"Although it's a bit high-sounding, I'll ask the elves to write it down for you." Gao Xing commented.

When Gao Xing's words fell, the arrow flew straight out, the speed continued to rise in the air, and soon disappeared.

At the same time, the slave marks on all the orcs in the city dissipated at this moment and were taken away by that arrow.

Wei Bo, who was waiting below, touched his neck at this moment, and then couldn't help but look at Chloe beside him and said, "Maybe what you said is right."

Chloe looked at the slave mark that had disappeared on her wrist and said, "Master Shaar never lied to me."

"You should be more grateful to this benevolent true god. Without him, even if that elf had such an idea, it would not be possible." Weber patted Chloe on the head, correcting the "fallacy" in her words.

Looking at the full moon in the sky, Bim couldn't help but turn over on the hay. As a pig man, he didn't have many extravagant wishes in his heart. He only hoped to eat more sweet things in his food tomorrow. Berries are just fine.

A lowly orc doesn't need to think too much. He once saw a rebellious fellow.

Under the pressure of the slave mark, that fellow could not even stand up, roaring and struggling, but in the end he was cut off from the throat with a knife, and his body was hung on a tree. The stench has been permeating for more than half a month.
The fate of the orcs was doomed from the very beginning.

Unnecessary struggle will only bring more pain.

Even though he was thinking this way, Beam still remembered from time to time the appearance of his compatriot when he was struggling.

Sometimes, Beam also wondered if he succeeded in resisting at that time, would it be another result.

This idea didn't stay in Bim's mind for too long. The orcs will be engraved with a slave mark with magical effects as soon as they are born. As long as this mark is still there, unless they face the goblin who is also a slave, any "Noble" races can trample them under their feet.

Suddenly, Beam saw a ray of light streak across the sky.

It was a bit like a shooting star, but the color was even more dazzling. The colorful light made Beam feel good, and also felt that a certain emotion in his heart was ignited.

Feeling the warmth emanating from his cheek, Beam reached out and touched it unnaturally.

there is none left! !

The imprint that made him feel his hands on weekdays has disappeared.

Beam rubbed his face twice in disbelief. Although the skin was rough, it did not have the harsh touch brought by the slave mark.

"I am free!!"

Beam's eyes were excited, but at the same time, there was a trace of coldness in the depths of his eyes, and he slowly stood up from the hay.

And behind him, there are countless figures of pigmen.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

(End of this chapter)