"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
The roaring violent orc warrior swung the battle ax in his hand and slashed at the lone enemy in front of him. Looking around, this once noisy and violent battlefield with countless orcs fighting endlessly could now almost only be seen on the ground. Corpses, blood stained the ground
There were also very few ancestral spirits left in the slaughter of each other. They were scattered in every corner of the battlefield, but they were almost invisible. The war had come to an end. When all the enemies in sight were killed, the orc warriors also Then he will be able to relieve his rage after losing the target and welcome his share of victory.
"Bang!"
However, the tomahawk that suddenly fell down and hit the opponent one step ahead of his opponent did not cut into the body. Instead, it seemed to have passed through a layer of illusory images, passing directly through the opponent's body and hitting the ground. It hit the shield held by the corpse on the ground, making a loud collision.
"bass!"
The opponent's long sword also pierced his chest at this moment, but the orc warrior did not feel the pain. Similar to the way he penetrated the opponent's body, the long sword also turned into a fantasy for him, passing through his chest. , nor did it cause any pain.
"Uh-huh..."
Letting out a confused and painful groan, the orc warrior's knees softened and he knelt on the ground. The rage was relieved at this moment. The exhaustion and pain came from the extremely high-intensity battle. The rage no longer suppressed them, and it surged like a tide. Come, make it difficult for the orcs, whose sanity and senses are gradually returning to normal, to move.
The end of the rage means that the enemy no longer exists in the orc's perception. Then, the illusory body that the battle ax passed through really does not exist at this moment. He raised his head and looked at the scene in front of him. The orc's body was covered in pain and exhaustion. There was a bit of shock and confusion in the full expression.
Where the enemy was before, the ground seemed to turn into water, and some spire-like buildings broke through the ground, or rather appeared from the ground as if rising from the water.
There seemed to be an invisible boundary line just two or three steps away from him, turning his enemies and the buildings over there into one boundary, and his side was the other side, and the two could not interfere with each other. .
"Who's winning?"
The orc murmured to himself. He didn't know what was happening in front of him, but he knew the reason why he was fighting on the battlefield until now. In order to win, in order to win a place for the survival of their tribe from the Bloodfang Empire, resist, and then Get what they need, an utopia that is not perfect, but is what he hopes for. .z.
"us……"
At the other end of the border, the orc who was supposed to be his enemy seemed to have heard his confused words. He opened and closed his mouth and said something, but the sound could not be transmitted from the other side of the border, and With the orc's shallow knowledge of lip reading, he could only rely on instinct to know that the first word in the other person's words was "we".
"What?"
The orc looked at the other party's eyes and spoke. Although he could not understand what happened to the other party, he was sure that the enemy he faced was definitely not the original him. The consciousness in this body at this moment, and Originally the orc had nothing to do with it.
"Snapped……"
A pair of hands placed on his shoulders, and the orc warrior turned back suddenly. The residual tension and oppression of the battle still remained on his body. The sudden touch at this moment made him subconsciously want to turn back and attack, but he violently The residual weakness left him unable to do anything except kneeling on the ground, twisting his neck and turning his head.
"We have won. Let's look at what is in front of us. Don't be impatient. This will be our utopia. The existences that were our enemies before will no longer be our enemies."
Only then did the orc warrior realize that the other party was a shaman. Although it was not a shaman from his small tribe, but a shaman from an unknown tribe in the orc rebel team, there was no doubt that the other party was a friend, not an enemy.
"Utopia...?"
Chewing this word that had been mentioned repeatedly by other orc warriors and shamans before the battle and was deeply remembered by himself, he was still a little confused for a moment. After winning the battle, this goal was simultaneously achieved. It is really that simple. ?
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It will take some time, but it will be soon. "
The shaman spoke calmly, with a sure tone, no doubt about the authenticity of what was coming, and the orc warriors also felt something strange. The orc shaman rarely seemed to have such an attitude. The consciousness in it is probably not the original owner.
"Who are you?"
The orc warrior asked this question naturally.
"It's just a being who is fighting for the Utopia like you. Very good, it's coming, then this last step can be completed, and the first anchor point is about to fall."
The orc shaman responded lightly. In the distance, the earth began to shake. Something extremely huge charged towards this place and gradually appeared completely in the opponent's field of vision. The huge body of white bones had already explained the other party’s identity.
"The scale of the battlefield is huge enough, and the number of dead has reached a critical point. The ossuary is coming."
The white-haired young man stood outside the city wall of the Royal City of the Blood Fang Empire, sensing things in the distance. Those spiers rising from the ground were connected with them, and their ability to perceive was also perceived by the white-haired young man. have.
At this moment, the scale of those spiers is already a bit astonishing. There are these spiers in various locations in the Blood Fang Empire, including hills, plains, basins, and mountains, piercing through the illusory water surface and emerging from the ground, towering over the land of the Blood Fang Empire. above, playing their preset roles.
Of course, it is impossible for these spiers to be really buried under the ground. At this moment, they are emerging from their original positions. Even the Orc Empire cannot be unaware of such a large-scale building buried underground.
Therefore, the only real existences buried under the ground are the first few spiers that existed as relics of the past, and now these spiers all come from one place, that is, the void.
Using the existing spiers as a fulcrum, it projects power to pull things that already exist in the void out of its depths, allowing these buildings to appear in the material world. However, the distance makes these still have too much void. There is still one step to be completed for the illusory things of nature to reappear in the world.
"Breaking through the barrier created by that barrier, although we still don't understand what the Ossuary actually is, it is indeed something we can do and can be used by us."
The white-haired young man murmured to himself, silently waiting for the huge "creature" composed of bones in the distance. It looked like a python or a train with its huge skull taken from an unknown powerful existence. Like crushing everything in the way, being attracted by the countless deaths appearing on the battlefield, reaching the target.
The huge body quickly rushed to the battlefield, and the skeletal arms extending from the skeletal body quickly picked up the piles of orc corpses on the ground, extracted their flesh and blood, turned them into skeletons, and piled them up like a mountain of their own. On top of his huge body.
Collecting them all the way, moving forward, wherever they passed, the corpses disappeared. They were collected into the body by this huge existence that had existed on this continent for unknown years and had astonishing strength, allowing this never-ending procession. The skeleton train becomes even bigger.
The huge body moving forward seems to have reached a special position, that is, the dividing barrier created by the boundary formed by the emerging spiers and other things in the outside world.
But this barrier failed to stop the advancement of the Ossuary. At the moment of collision, something fell apart, and the barrier that made these spiers from the void incompatible with the material world was forcibly broken through.
In an instant, the barrier disappeared, and the spire dragged out from the depths of the void appeared completely in the material world, turning into a real material existence that was not illusory.
At the same time, in parallel with the ossuary's continued collection of corpses on the ground, these spiers began to operate and perform according to their originally designed functions.
The network power was projected from the spire, part of it covered the entire Bloodfang Kingdom, and part of it was blasted downwards, not deep into the earth, but towards the void where these spires emerged from, like a ship anchoring. Generally, firmly anchor where you are.
"Okay, can you feel the changes here?
? "
The white-haired young man asked the orc Barsaka who looked like the King of the Bloodfang Empire next to him, with a hint of relief and satisfaction in his tone.
"Um."
Basaka looked at the surrounding space. Although with the naked eye, there were no changes that could be observed in the Blood Fang Empire, but knowing what the white-haired young man was doing, he could clearly use his mental power to Feel the change.
"The first node has been successfully laid, and it's time to contact those old friends. They should be progressing smoothly. Those who hinder us from establishing an utopia will eventually fall. This is the general trend."
The white-haired young man opened his arms, showing an unabashedly cheerful smile, and looked towards the sky that was actually covered by the power projected by the spire group.
The breath of void gradually emerged within the Blood Fang Empire. It was not an invasion that would be rejected by the material world like a crack in the void, but a soft interweaving that was close to fusion.
"Welcome back. In this era, we still need to continue working hard together. For now, let's let the new companions understand what is to be done next."
Turning around, he looked at the orcs who came here with the "King of the Bloodfang Empire". At this moment, they were no longer the same ones as before. The souls in their bodies had been replaced by the ones that the young man said were welcome. Old acquaintance.
"Eamon has lost contact? The communication network can't contact the other party. Damn it. Why doesn't this guy listen to me? He wants to get involved when the Bloodfang Empire is at war. Sure enough, something happened. Is there a way to get in? I can't just ignore it. The situation over there is weird? What happened?"
In the prayer communication network, Elliot, one of the largest business contacts in the Night Church, was communicating with people from the Chamber of Commerce at a very fast pace. His former employee and best friend, the orc Eamon, suddenly lost contact. This made Elliot very irritated, and the news he received made him feel even more puzzling and uneasy.
In fact, this is not an isolated situation. Each intelligent race kingdom has some intelligence personnel distributed in other kingdoms, and the Bloodfang Empire is no exception. The war started by the rebel orcs is also a matter of concern to many people.
But just now, the intelligence personnel distributed in the Blood Fang Empire lost contact without warning and for no reason, and some backup feedback items that recorded the sudden situation did not convey any news.
This sudden change seemed to announce that a certain process was beginning to accelerate unstoppably, and the chaos spreading across the continent would completely affect every existence.
"Recently, I have been laying the groundwork for the plot just like at the beginning of the third volume. Don't worry, once everything is completed, the story will be unstoppable and rush to the place where it must happen hahhhhh."
