I became the ancestor of the blood clan

"City Lord Kachar, may I ask, what do you think of the lion tribe and the orcs?"

Morton's words brought Li De, who was in deep thought, back to his senses. Looking at the deep eyes of the old orc shaman, he smiled.

"Morton, what you saw in this city, I believe, is enough to explain my thoughts."

"Maybe, you know better than me how I treat the lion tribe, don't you?"

For the past three months, Li De has been in the underground world, and even when he returned to Daybreak City, he did not meet Morton.

But all of Morton's information is under his control, but he has no time to pay attention to it.

At this time, the spider cave was captured, and the magic crystal mine had already fallen into his hands. After he had dealt with most of the trivial matters of the magic crystal mine, he immediately returned to the City of Daybreak, and finally he was able to squeeze out a short time to deal with these matters.

After all, the players are about to arrive, Li De thought of this and glanced at the countdown to the public beta on his property panel - 05:25.

5 hours and 25 minutes...

After Morton heard this, he fell silent immediately. After a long time, he looked at Li De and said in a hoarse voice.

"Chancellor Kachar, when the wasteland we gallop is abandoned, when our claws wear dwarf-forged weapons, when our hair wears strong armor.

When we lose everything we were proud of.

Orcs, are they still former orcs? "

After Morton finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on Li De, which was a question that had been bothering him.

When all this changes, will the Lion Tribe still exist?

Orcs, can they still be called orcs?

Li De's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was a bit cold.

"Morton, in your opinion, do you have to live in the barren wasteland without enough food, no clothes, no weapons, and no armor to be considered an orc?"

Leaning back slightly, he leaned gently on the sofa, his sharp eyes piercing Morton's pupils like a sharp knife.

The tone is deep.

"You're wrong, Morton.

Orcs should never have lived such a barren life.

You used to live in the center of the main plane of glory, owning a vast land and rich mineral veins.

You wear the strongest armor, and hold swords sharper than dwarves forge.

You are strong, you are rich, you never need to worry about food, and you will never seek survival in the wilderness in animal skins like this, and you will not starve to death in the cold winter.

You, once a prosperous and powerful tribe, are now primitive and barbaric, not what orcs should be like. "

Speaking of this, he paused, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and after giving Morton a moment to react, his tone was firm and forceful.

"The orcs who wear solid armor and carry sharp long knives are the real orcs. Your ancestors lived such a wealthy life.

Survival on the barren wasteland is nothing but the result of being oppressed by human beings.

The orcs are now truly returning to the glory of their ancestors.

Morton, there is nothing wrong with your way.

The lion tribe is now embracing the future, recreating the brilliance of the main plane of glory that dominated the orc tribe in the past. "

Morton's heart was shocked when he heard Li De's high-pitched words, and the provocative tone made his blood that had been silent for a long time surge up instantly.

The glory of the orc ancestors...

Yes, the orc empire once ruled the main plane of glory and had the most powerful power. If it wasn't for the rise of human beings later, the orcs would still occupy the most fertile land on the main plane of glory.

But the current orcs have already lost the glory of their ancestors.

What's shameful is that he actually regarded everything that their ancestors had as rebellion, and thought that the glory that their ancestors were proud of was a betrayal of the orcs.

After this thought arose, Morton could no longer restrain his emotions.

Standing up slowly, he took a deep breath.

The old face was more wrinkled now.

The vicissitudes of life took a deep look at Li De, and his tone was somewhat dignified.

"City Lord Kachar, actually from the moment the lion tribe was conquered by you.

We no longer have a choice.

The eternal rule in the barren wasteland - the winner wins everything.

Lord Kachar, you are the only victor in the war in the Dwarven Valley, and you have won it all.

I also hope that in the future, you will be the eternal winner. "

After finishing speaking, the tone paused for a moment.

"I'm asking you only because I'm unwilling, I want to find the answer that a lion tribe, or all the orcs in the barren wasteland want.

If your answer doesn't make me agree, I will choose eternal sleep.

But I didn't expect your wisdom to be so great. You inspired me and let me see the path that orcs should seek.

The lord of Kachar, the shaman of the Lion Tribe—Morton Misty..."

Speaking of this, the 17th-level old shaman knelt down slowly, and his proud head, which had never been lowered, bowed to Li De.

"I beg to join the city of dawn, I would like to be the sharp sword in your hand, use my life and soul for the city of dawn, for the orcs, to kill all the enemies that stand in front of me."

Hearing this, the corner of Li De's mouth twitched slightly.

"I have really become a life mentor now, and I catch whoever is giving chicken soup to whom in class.

The key is that each of these people likes to listen to it, so who can ask for an argument. "

Since this old shaman is so sensible, he is also welcome.

Li De stood up directly, stretched out his right hand, and pressed it on Morton's head.

"Accept my offer, Morton."

Morton's kneeling body didn't move at all, his head still hanging down.

"Yes, Lord City Lord."

When this old shaman came, he already had the will to die. If he couldn't find the answer he wanted, he would choose to die.

But Li De's words gave him new hope, he saw the future.

Now, he will fight for the future of the orcs.

The power of faith surging out of Li De's hand directly overwhelmed Morton.

Divine Art - Soul Assimilation.

There is a very important point in assimilating the soul with the power of faith. If the opponent has a strong will to resist, the power of faith consumed will soar.

This is also the reason why Li De is unwilling to forcibly use the power of faith to transform high-level combat power. It is not worthwhile to consume too much.

And if the opponent's will to resist is too strong, it may even cause the failure of soul assimilation, and everything will be in vain.

And after some sudden... education, Morton had already accepted Li De from his heart at this moment, so he only spent less than 17 points of power of faith to transform this 1th-level shaman before he heard the system's prompt.

"Ding~ You have transformed the soul of Morton Misty with the power of faith, and you have obtained the ownership of Morton Misty's soul, and everything about him will belong to you."

"Ding, you have subdued the 17th-level orc shaman, Morton Misty, with divine magic, and made him a temple warrior of the Dawn Sect, gaining 2000 character experience."

Following the sound of the system's notification, Daybreak City added another 17th-level top combat power.

After the old shaman in front of him was baptized by the power of faith, the wrinkles on his face disappeared with the naked eye, and his ragged back became tall and straight. He looked more than 10 years younger.

A moment later, when all the power of the holy light on his body was absorbed, Morton opened his eyes.

When he looked at Li Dezhi again, the suspicion and vigilance just now were gone in his eyes, it was all admiration.

"Your Majesty, Morton Mist, your humble people send you their most reverent greetings."

Bang, kneeling on one knee, resting his right hand on his chest, humble and pious.

Li De nodded in satisfaction, and reached out to help the old shaman up.

With a bit of curiosity, he opened the other party's attribute panel.

Morton Mist

Title: Soul Walker (proficient in Orc language, can use soul to communicate with wild beasts and monsters, can control monsters whose level is not higher than his own, the higher the strength of the soul, the higher the level of the monster he controls)

Devout (the most devout believer of the God of Daybreak, with firm will, not affected by any soul and mind magic, strength +30%)

Age: 153

Rating: 17

Occupation: High Priest Shaman

God-given talent: Prayer, immune to negative effects once, currently bound talent - Madness, (Madness: Activate the power of the orc ancestors in the blood, increase all attributes by 200%, increase body recovery speed by 500%, duration: 30 Minutes, after using it, it will fall into a state of extreme weakness, all attributes will be reduced by -70% and the duration will be 12 Sunday hours)

Bloodline: Shaman's Blood (level up by one level, automatically get an orc shaman spell, currently only get 17 spells)

Introduction: A devout believer in the God of Daybreak, an orc spellcaster with shaman bloodline inheritance.

Orc shamans and human mages are completely two species. Mages learn spells by themselves, while shamans rely on blood to inherit spells. The stronger the ancestors, the stronger the shaman will be.

This is very similar to the giant dragon. The dragon language magic of the giant dragon is inherited by blood, which is why many dragon blood beings know dragon language magic.

Morton's attribute panel is within the normal range, not as exaggerated as the evil Asrega.

Li De was not disappointed at all. If the old shaman also had the attributes of Asregar, he would wonder if something went wrong.

Godly evil, how can it not be compared with ordinary life.

The strength is second, and what Li De likes the most is the wisdom of this old shaman.

Whether it was the information provided to him by the intelligence command center or Garp's sincere words, their first evaluation of the old orc was wisdom.

What Li De lacked most at this time was this kind of subordinate.

He doesn't lack top-level combat power now, especially after Shennian joined the battle sequence, but he has always been short of talents who can stand on his own.

After he dispatched Garp to the underground world and developed a huge and rich land for him, the increasingly important dwarf valley urgently needs a strong man with enough wisdom and skills to control it.

The dwarf valley is the territory of the lion tribe. Although it is now under the rule of Daybreak City, after all, Daybreak City has no direct jurisdiction, so it is necessary to find a leader that the orcs can accept.

In this case, Morton, a level 17 shaman, is undoubtedly the best choice.

"Morton, next you will take over the lion tribe as soon as you go back to the valley of the dwarves.

I just ask you to do two things well. "

After becoming his own believer, Li De didn't talk so much, and started giving orders directly.

"First, build the dwarven valley, and the external window of the city of dawn will be set up in this city with a superior geographical location in the future.

The status of the Dwarven Valley will be very important, so a safe and reliable city will be our reliance. "

"Second, continue to grow the Lion Tribe.

In the current war in the underground world, orc warriors have replaced the human soldiers of the Holy Light Blood Race and King's Blade as the main force.

As the exploration area of ​​the underground world slowly expands, we need more powerful soldiers. "

With the growth of Dawn City, the responsibilities of Dwarf Valley are becoming more and more important. Morton's appearance is undoubtedly timely.

"In addition, adventurers from the lost world are about to come. Maybe the Dwarf Valley will not encounter them in a short time, but there is a high possibility that you will encounter adventurers in the future.

These immortal beings must be treated with care. If you find them, you must send the news back to Daybreak City as soon as possible. The intelligence command center will tell you how to deal with it. "

In the end, Li De was worried and gave a warning to him.

The terrain of the dwarf valley is hidden, and the distant mountains in the barren wasteland deep in the ground, according to the map, it is an advanced map.

It is almost impossible to meet players in a short period of time, but if you are not afraid of [-], you are afraid of the eventuality. It is much better to vaccinate Morton in advance than to encounter players who do not know how to deal with them.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Morton stood up respectfully, and accepted all of Li De's orders.

After a while, the old shaman seemed to have remembered something, and said hesitantly.

"Your Majesty, the orc tribe deep in the barren wasteland also has a huge demand for supplies.

We might be able to open up a deal with the Horde of Orcs..."