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"It seems that sometimes too strong armor is not necessarily a good thing."

"All in all, let's get rid of the orcs here as soon as possible." Su Heng suggested that the real trouble is not the orcs themselves, but the star god behind the alien.

"understand!"

The monitor lizard took a deep breath, opened its mouth, and exhaled.

The hurricane swept across the land, flying sand and rocks on the exposed ground, setting off a frenzied tornado.

The orcs wailed. These guys looked like animals, but they were actually a special kind of spore plant.Their dark green skin can carry out photosynthesis, absorb energy from star rays, and reproduce through spore distortion to give birth to the next generation.

Such an efficient way of reproduction.

This enables the orcs to form a large-scale force in a short period of time.

Moreover, simply killing the orcs in a war cannot eradicate them. The battlefield must be carefully cleaned with fire to prevent the scattered spores from hatching the next generation of orcs.

To some extent.

Orcs and swarms have similarities, amazing vitality and reproductive ability, so that they can easily form a huge torrent in the universe.

Like hunted prey, these orcs began to scurry around with their heads in their arms. They hid behind any hiding objects that could be searched, such as under rocks, trees, or even corpses.

But this time it was not lions or tigers that hunted them down, but dragons.

Howling winds gushed out from under Garen's wings, and he opened his mouth, with golden flames leaping from his mouth.

The flames blew across the earth like the wind, and spread into a sea in an instant. The fire became bigger and bigger, and gradually formed a circle with a radius of several thousand meters around Garen as the center.

The flames rose from the ground, and the smoke penetrated into the sky. The orcs roared and fell to the ground, took off their clothes frantically, struggled with their burning bodies, and crawled desperately towards the outside of the flames, but fell to the ground in the middle, turning into charred black skeleton.

The fire intensified, and Garen was still breathing.

The rising flames flowed through the sky, and a waterfall of flames hundreds of meters high appeared out of nowhere in front of the Big Bones Mine. It flowed from bottom to top, reflecting Garonne's iron body shining brightly.

Artas and the other miners in the mine opened their eyes wide, and even the monks of Artas were shocked by the scene in front of them.

They send requests for assistance to the perceived world.

But never thought that it would be the Great Emperor himself who arrived.

It is a creature that walks in the world like a natural disaster, and can easily destroy a species.

Those orcs who drove the coalition forces to a dead end were as fragile as ants in front of the emperor, and were easily crushed to death.

Farther away, the orcs who hadn't had time to participate in the battle stared blankly at what happened in front of them. A huge and indescribable black figure was looming in the flames and the dark sky, and the mighty roar was deafening.

It took a long time before they recovered from the tremor that came from the depths of their souls.

"It's a catastrophe! It's coming, and it's going to destroy all the orcs!"

The old orc priest yelled, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

According to the ancient legend of this orc tribe, one day in the future there will be a huge and hot ball of light suspended in the sky. Every other day, the ball of light will become bigger and brighter until the sun and the moon are in its The color in front of him was eclipsed, and the incandescent radiant light spread all over the sky, the night and the day would become as bright, and the whole wilderness would be blazing with that power.

Boom!

The thick pillar of fire rushed past like a torrent.

The priest and his tribe disappeared from the plain, and the few remaining orcs fled frantically. Garen did not choose to pursue them.

"It's cruel."

Su Heng clicked his tongue and said that Garen could have easily killed these orcs, but he didn't.

Instead, like a child burning ants with a magnifying glass, these orcs were tortured and then died miserably.

"Those orcs who let go..."

"Let them run away." Garen smiled a little embarrassedly, "If we don't leave a few alive, who will convey our reputation."

===3 Fifty Chapters of the Final Battle (Second Subscription)===

"Do you crave power?"

Artes raised his head, looking at the tall figure shrouded in flames in front of him.

It was a shadow as strong as a mountain. Two pairs of thick horns extended upwards from the monster's head to form a crown-like shape. Behind it were magnificent black wings like the sky. It was completely black, but only those eyes radiated With scarlet light, piercing through the heavy smog, it is breathtaking.

Artes has become very weak.

Blood loss, low temperature, unhealed wounds on the chest and abdomen, and long-term malnutrition made his face pale and terrifying.

But for some reason, an inexplicable force gushed out from the bone marrow.

The will that burned like fire supported him to get up from the ground and stand in front of that shadow.

"Ok!"

Artes nodded.

He noticed that there were other miners standing beside him, with resolute faces on their faces.

"Hahaha, very good!" A majestic laugh came from that shadow, "It's not bad, 300 years have not worn away your pride, but you have to think about it, a gift, a commandment .”

"You have accepted my gift now, then you must follow my precepts in the future."

"Of course!"

"As long as you can expel the alien, it's no big deal even if you pay your own life."

"We've had enough of that life in the past."

Voices in twos and threes came from the ranks, and people spoke loudly.

Make a decision without hesitation.

"very good."

Garen raised his hand, and countless streams of light fell from his fingertips and sank into the bodies of the miners.

The Big Bones Mine is a very harsh environment. There is no sunlight, adequate nutrition, or even good rest. The lives that survive in such an environment are tenacious enough. In other words, their vitality is stronger than ordinary people.

After obtaining Garen's radiation.

Artes felt his blood was burning, and the severe pain almost made him faint instantly.

But he understands.

This is a trial, if he can't survive it, then the only thing waiting for him is death.

He gritted his teeth, blood oozed from the gaps between his teeth, and the skin all over his body was as red as boiled prawns, but Artes' life potential was fully activated in the severe pain, and the long and narrow wound on his body quickly healed , the muscles expand in constant rhythm.

The whole process lasted more than half an hour.

When the ceremony was over, Artes fell limply to the ground, panting heavily.

The first thing he felt was fatigue.

Afterwards, the feeling of being reborn every second enveloped his every cell, and unparalleled vitality flowed from his blood vessels. In the past 30 years, he has never felt as strong as he is today.

Looking up, the stalwart figure had disappeared.

Instead, it was a girl with long brown hair and gray blue eyes.

She silently watched the newborn radiation race, the huge radiation beast lying beside the girl like a docile cat.

"Congratulations."

Clecia said softly, "You will be honored by your choice today."

"Thank you."

Artes recovered well, but his lips were still a little dry.

He thanked him somewhat unnaturally. The girl in front of him looked slender and thin, but she could easily smash a heavily armed super-heavy orc into meat paste on the battlefield.

Therefore, standing in front of the dragon tooth soldier girl, Artes was instinctively a little afraid.

Fortunately, there were companions standing up from the ground one after another beside him, and their faces were also full of joy and relief as if they had been reborn.

Clecia clapped her hands, and the Cylons behind them took food and supplies from the warehouse and distributed them to the survivors.

What happened in the past two days is too much and too magnificent, even more colorful than the experience of Artes half his life, even now when things come to an end for a short time, Artes still has difficulty recovering from those experiences.

With a dull face, he took the food and water from the Cylons and thanked them softly.

The slender girls responded with friendly smiles.

This made Artes a little overwhelmed. He had never seen such a beautiful woman. After the food was distributed and he found a shady place to sit down.

Artes looked up.

Looking at the blue sky without a trace of dark clouds.

He just slapped himself with a "slap", he held the food tightly, his body trembled uncontrollably, and tears filled his red eyes.

"It's great that I'm alive..."

……

"This is impossible!"

The high priest put the golden scepter heavily on the ground, and severely rejected the orc prophet's request.

"Master Casilis, the reason why you made such a decision is because you did not see the face of that monster with your own eyes." The face of the orc priest was full of fear, he waved his arms, and his mind broke down, and he retorted loudly , "That monster, he is bigger than a mountain, and the fire he sprays from his mouth is enough to change the landscape. When he is furious, the night becomes as bright as the day. He is a natural disaster walking in the world, far beyond our power."

"I understand what you're talking about."

The orc high priest Calixis had deep eyes, like an abyss.

He was tall and tall, with a simple layer of robes on his rough skin, and a large area of ​​muscle was exposed.

The well-developed muscles are enough to rank among the best even among the orc tribes full of monsters, and the exuberant vitality burns like a flame, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"It's true that life forms at the forbidden zone level are very powerful. But a hundred years ago, when this land belonged to the swarm, we hadn't defeated existences of the same level. In front of the ancient star gods, life forms at the forbidden zone level were no more than It's just a fragile baby."

The old prophet looked up.

From his point of view, the high priest in front of him was like a stone statue, without any expression on his face.

Behind him stood two rows of orc warriors holding long swords, their eyes were sharp, and they exuded the aura of keeping strangers away.

The Prophet was overwhelmed by that invisible momentum.

He stammered, "But more than 100 years have passed since that war."

"Are you questioning the existence of the star god?" The voice of the high priest Calixis became cold.

"No, it's not."

Prophet Perun put his head on the floor and quickly explained, "I mean, we can end this war in a more secure way, let the beast go, and release our goodwill. In this way, unnecessary wars will not disturb the rest of the gods."

"madness!"

The high priest said, "Once a war begins, the end is no longer a matter of unilateral will."

"What's more, those outsiders themselves are descendants of Terraria. They came this time to take back their land. We only have the choice of fighting to the end."

"Or, you are afraid, that beast made you lose all fighting spirit, so that you chose to turn your back on the glory of God."

"I…"

Prophet Perun gritted his teeth, "I don't."

"Then, are you willing to accept the power of the Star God and show your fangs to that beast?"

Perun wanted to refuse, but the warriors behind the high priest had already set their sights on him. The cold and terrifying pressure made him have no doubts. If he chose to refuse, a dozen spears would pierce through him in an instant. body of.

"I am willing."

"Very good." A smile appeared on the Prophet's face, "Let's step back."

Perun's heart moved a little, but he quickly realized that these words were not addressed to himself.Because, after the high priest finished speaking, the warriors behind him hid in the darkness and disappeared.

"Are you ready?"

Perun nodded and took a deep breath.

In the next instant, his face flushed red, his facial features twisted and twitched, and his mouth seemed to be pierced by invisible tentacles.

It was an indescribable experience, the turbulent force penetrated from the outside to the inside, squeezing the soul to the edge of the body little by little.The next moment, invisible steel needles seemed to attack from all directions, piercing through the skin, rolling and stirring in the body, from the brain to the internal organs, from the muscles to the bones.

"Here's what you need—strength!"

The high priest said quietly, "At the same time, this is also a test."

The Prophet endured with the greatest will, tearing his chest with his hands, and there was a sound like drowning in his throat. A powerful force penetrated his body, causing his blood vessels to stretch until they were black and blue, and finally burst. Perun couldn't bear it. He kept screaming in pain.