First Law

Heimore's eyes were like broom stars, sweeping Hongfaer in front of him, and completely attributed all the disasters he encountered to this high priest of the orc race.

"Old priest, we will stay here for at most two days, and we will go back after the boss recovers from his injuries. Please make it clear to those orc brothers, don't just go to the noble compound for a stroll. Armed vigilance, if there is something wrong, don't blame you for not notifying you."

boom!

The iron gate of the noble compound was tightly closed, dividing the inside and the outside into two worlds.

"You bravado, without the cover of the high priest, can you stay here?"

"Hmph, you're still the Lord of the Southwest, you don't have the guts at all."

"That's right, it wasn't us who made the move. I want to find you and find Vuitton."

The gathered orc soldiers shouted, and Huben smiled with satisfaction, walked to Hongfaer and whispered, "Sacrifice, everything is going according to plan. The two murlocs have already watched and are waiting for you." Interrogation, what shall we do now, are we still on guard here?"

Hongfaer nodded without hesitation. He had suffered from Karen before. If he really relaxed his vigilance because of a few threats from Forbes, he might drink a pot by then.

Moreover, the page of the dead is also a big hidden danger.

His evaluation of Karen is "a bastard who doesn't act according to common sense", such a character is the most difficult to grasp, even if he is careful, he can't avoid it, let alone let it go.

"Be vigilant according to the normal intensity, especially in the direction of Behemoth Behemoth and Beast Race. If Karen has any contact with him, he must personally report to me." It seemed that he had done too much, so he changed his tone as he spoke. "However, we can't push too hard. Since we are injured, sending two witch doctors in will be considered our sincerity."

This is the greatest compensation. As for the murlocs, they will naturally not be foolish enough to return them. If possible, he will make the two murlocs disappear completely. This incident is completely a personal conflict between Vuitton and Karen, and has nothing to do with the Orcs."

"Don't worry, High Priest, now that the Terran scouts have obtained their share of information, this matter will soon reach the ears of all parties, including the town of Shining Gold. I think it won't be long before this farce will be over. Calm down, after all, they are just two murlocs." Huben smiled faintly.

Hongfaer also nodded, although murlocs are precious,

But in the final analysis, they are still murlocs. Even if they have the title, they are just ordinary people in the huge Aegean continent, not to mention that it is now a time of war.

"Also, isolate the two murlocs with magic power. I don't want anyone to detect them with magic power."

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The assassination incident was just a bubble in this torrent of war, and it quickly fell silent. The attack of the orcs on the human race that everyone cares about, with the completion of the Temple of War in Lanshan City, Hongfaer consecrated the statue of the God of War. A group of war priests arrived at the front line.

At the same time, there were 100,000 tauren warriors and 30,000 wolf wolf cavalry who followed the war sacrifice, plus the recruited troll throwers and ordinary orc soldiers, and the number of the second batch reached 17. Ten thousand.

On the streets of Blue Mountain City, two neat rows of fuel catapults entered from the west gate in an orderly manner, and went straight to the front line after a short rest.

In the past, all the orc soldiers in Blue Mountain City finally changed. Tauren began to appear on the towers. From time to time, three or five Rhine warriors could be seen. Wolf cavalry galloped past. Leaving behind a burst of rumbling noise.

In order to cope with the increase in troops, the central streets of Lanshan City began to widen, and the houses on both sides of the streets were directly demolished, making them more than ten times wider than usual.

On both sides of the street, iconic orc buildings rose from the ground.

With the Temple of War as the center, the sacrificial hall is on the left, the tauren camp is on the right, and the Rhine camp and the Taigo Temple of Blessing are adjacent to it. Wyvern.

There are countless totem poles on both sides of the road, all kinds of weird statues of orcs, along the avenue, the city wall is full of spikes, which is the most famous thorn wall of the orcs.

At the front of the Thorn City Wall, there are rows of serial orc burrows.

In just one month, Blue Mountain City has completely transformed from the original warning city-state into a professional orc fortress. It has developed quite maturely in terms of offensive and defensive warfare, military supplies, and sacrificial support.

But in such a dense group of orc buildings, an independent courtyard is quite conspicuous.

Blue-gray brick walls, fiery red iron gates, marble-carved stone lions, tall pine and cypress trees protruding from the courtyard wall, the scent of coffee and milk from the courtyard from time to time, mixed with the scent of violets, accompanied by the girl's charming smile The sound is the chime of a clock.

Every time the pendulum rings, everyone can't help but look at the lime-white walls and the virgin-red roof of the house.

Through the large quartz glass windows, one can faintly see the unique human swings and swivel chairs.

Here, the aura of the human race is everywhere, and it is so special that it is not impressive. Every time the orc soldiers pass by, they will take a strange look, and some even want to see the appearance of those smiling girls through the crack of the door.

These women, like mosquitoes, itched the hearts of every orc boy, but none of them dared to approach, counting a wooden sign in front of this small courtyard.

"Whoever steps in, die!"

This is a warning that no longer needs to be verified, because on the first day this signboard appeared, several unbelieving soldiers broke in, and it still hasn't appeared yet.

These soldiers and officers went directly to Hongfaer, but the answer they got was simple, "Don't provoke there." After that, it completely became a forbidden area unique to Lanshan City, more like a prison to be exact.

"Is there still no movement?" Hong Faer looked at his intelligence officer, and a rare anxiety appeared on his calm face before. He didn't know where this anxiety came from.

Standing at the highest point of the Temple of War, overlooking the courtyard not far away.

This has been his habit for the past two days. He always hopes to see some special movements, such as Karen's airship, or the letterhead of Gold Shining Town, but there are none of these. It seems that at the moment of the assassination, everything about Karen The plans were all ground to a halt.

The stone of soul detection, the vibration frequency of the ripples of the soul of living beings, the method of triangular comparison, and the spiritual frequency of the behemoth Behemoth.

These methods are exactly Karen's method, which is a method obtained from the murloc's mouth. By matching with the spiritual frequency of the behemoth behemoth, it is possible to find out whether ordinary creatures have the potential of soul sacrifice, and use traditional magic techniques to complete this mystery. In the eyes of Hong Farr, the subject is simply the most wonderful method.

On the second day after his plan was sent to the orcs, he helped the Temple of War find seven creatures with the potential to sacrifice souls, and as long as this method continued, the number of seedlings obtained would be an unimaginable number.

Naturally, not everyone can become a soul priest, but they already have the potential of ordinary priests.

This is a faster, more effective, and higher success rate method of priest selection.

Hongfaer had to lament that Karen is a genius, a simple soul induction stone, a few displayed runes can make the orc's sacrificial reserve power rise to a higher level.

However, what made him smile a little bit was that this method did not come from within the orcs.

"Priest Hongfaer, thank you for your outstanding contribution to the orc race. In view of your status, the Temple of War has nothing to reward you. Now, after discussing with the other two high priests, I will give you a lifetime achievement Sacrifice, Campal."

This is a letter just sent from the Beast Race. The meaning of this letter is very simple. His status surpassed the other two high priests, and he became the first person under the command of the Priest of the God of War. family.

Especially the last three words, 'Kampal', the first person of the orc race and the only priest of the God of War.

This is the highest honor.

Why!

Hongfaer heaved a long sigh. If he was twenty years younger, he might be so happy that he jumped off the building, but now he is just a little bit happier.

His age is no longer enough for him to fight for too much fame and fortune. The greatest value of this title is nothing more than allowing his younger generations to enjoy some benefits.

The reason he sighed was because of the reserve talents of the orc race. In his eyes, the junior talents were by no means those with outstanding abilities, but creatures who were qualified to become the pinnacle of excellence and even enter the world's elite.

He likes Huben very much. This young man is brave, decisive, resourceful, and has a high emotional intelligence. He is an outstanding young man that he has rarely seen in the Beast Race for so many years. But if he hadn't met Karen, he would definitely try his best to train him.

Why!

Another long sigh. Although he didn't want to admit it, a voice in his heart told him that there was a clear gap between Huben and Karen. At least it was impossible for Huben to find a way to completely improve the overall strength of the orcs.

Find sacrifices among ordinary creatures through magic means, thereby greatly increasing the reserves of ordinary sacrifices.

You must know that Karen came up with all these in just two days. In two days, the sacrificial reserve of the Temple of Victory has risen to a large level. Moreover, in the future, this method will benefit for life. I can't even imagine it.

What else could this be if it wasn't genius?

Others didn't think so, but during the two days of short contact, he deeply felt the horror of the Southwest Lord, so he would rather relax the war between the orcs and the human races, and pay attention to Karen's progress.

"Reporting to the high priest, no, there is no movement in the noble compound, it seems that Karen is still seriously injured."

Why!

Another sigh, this is for myself, it seems that I have made a huge mistake.

At this moment, he frowned, and stared straight at the northwest of the Temple of War, which was the direction of the Behemoth Behemoth's stable.

At this moment, I saw the Behemoth Behemoth, which is usually quiet and quiet, shrinking its neck, holding two thick front hooves, and walking cautiously outside.

That looks like a thief who has made a mistake.