The Mythical Races I Created

Little Augustus, led by the orc guard, rode into the ceratodon wooden cart and went deep into the orc's territory.

In just two years' time, the orc's territory has had a new atmosphere.

Especially after the war, the orcs seemed to have gained a new life. When the orcs were talking about how they fought the insect swarm in the camp, little Augustus was surprised to find something--

This is a civilization comparable to the elven civilization.

They have been influenced by the elf culture, and for a long period of time, I am afraid they will not be able to get rid of this influence, but!

After the victory of this war, this race has been quite different from the elven civilization.

The little Augustus, who had a contempt for the orcs, gradually moved into the orcs' territory, and began to put away his contempt.

He listened quietly to the orcs, joking around him.

Listening to them talk about the festivals, religious etiquette of the orcs, their views on the elves, their views on Dillon, their knowledge of God the Father, and their desire for war, and remember these in their hearts.

Teacher Pericles likes to listen to other people's words and keep their names and thoughts in his heart. He thinks that this is to respect others and make them happy.

However, his father, always after seeing others, acted, conquered them, or became friends.

It is a pity that the father does not always like to listen to other people's ideas. The sun king, who is aloof, seldom spends his time for people other than the father.

Orc soldiers who participated in the Elf-Orc combined war have a good impression of Augustus.

While driving the ceratodon, he turned back and said to the little Augustus on the wooden cart: "After we defeat the swarm with you, the chief will let us hold a year-long festival to worship the Father God."

"This is also the time to make a totem."

"Now, every orc is heading to the camp where the warchief and the prophet are."

"The prophet set up a grand ceremonial dance in the camp, which will be held every day until late at night. The light of the torch will never go out, and the shaman drum that calls souls is magnificent."

"This represents God the Father, who will bestow us an immortal victory."

The orc soldier grinned roughly: "Of course, there is the most important duel."

"All of us orcs gather together, and anyone can choose any orc to challenge. The sacred battle between the two orcs will be carried out under the gaze of God the Father."

"The winner can get the freshest dried meat and the best wine, as well as the respect of all the orcs, and the strongest orcs will receive the title of our recognized as the strongest warrior [Uhuo]."

"Everyone is drinking while watching them fight. We only feel the taste after drinking, otherwise it's not lively enough."

Little Augustus was quite curious, this kind of activity seemed very lively.

"Can I also visit by the side?"

The orc soldier said: "Yes, not just watching."

"When you arrive, you can also go to a duel and win a jackpot or something."

Little August nodded.

After passing through several cities in a row, before approaching the camp where Dillon and the Prophet were, little Augustus specially asked the orc soldiers to take him to the suburbs to see Marlinie.

I haven't seen it for half a year. Marlinie, who was once a little naive, has now become a druid who is widely respected by pigs and orcs.

Wearing a druid robe, she treated a piglet for a parasitic disease in the stone house built for her by the orcs.

When she saw little Augustus, Marlinie was overjoyed. Speaking of which, she hadn't seen her clan for half a year.

Marlinie handed the piglet a herbal bag. "Mix hot water and decoct a packet of herbs every day. This medicine can help you recover your lost energy and blood. Remember, don't leave it at home, treat it as a trash, and never open it again."

"I see, Aunt Marlinie." The piglet held the medicine packet, bowed to Marlinie, and ran outside the stone house.

He saw little Augustus and looked scared and inferior.

The pig man ran away.

Marlinie walked out of the stone house, looked at Little Augustus, and said with joy: "It's you, Prince Prince."

She was about to salute, and little Augustus quickly reached out to stop her.

"What's wrong?"

Little August shook his head. "Sister Marlinni, my teacher, that is, your teacher. Pericles is now the leader of the elves, and he said that the elves will never have a king anymore, so there is no royal family anymore."

"You don't have to salute me like you used to, you just need to call my name."

Marlinie's eyes crooked with a smile. "It's still the same as before, energetic."

"Your ice magic: Frost Nova, is it done?"

"Well, it's done." Little Augustus's eyes were dim. This spell was completed in a year surrounded by insects. Sure enough, only crisis can make people realize their potential.

"Sister Marlinni, I heard that you are treating pigs. Is this the place where you treat them?"

Little Augustus pretended that he had forgotten everything at that time. He jumped into the stone house and looked at everything around him curiously. "Stone bowl, stone mortar, herbal medicine."

Marlinie smiled bitterly. "The tools that the orcs can provide are limited, and their iron tools are almost not enough."

"Fortunately, Dillon also has two mature pigman engineering teams that can recycle used ironware for the orcs, make new ironware, and extract iron ore, and they have not discarded the high-temperature furnace process, although It was at my reminder that Dillon noticed this."

Little Augustus turned his back in the room with his hands behind his back. "Sister Marlinni, I saw that little pig man just now. He saw me, but his eyes were afraid. Why?"

Marlini smiled and said, "That little brother, oh, although he has never been enslaved by the elves, he was fascinated under the guidance of his parents, and he was afraid and inferior to the elves."

Marlinie narrowed her smile. "Almost all pigmen under Dillon's governance are like this. Orcs always consciously or unconsciously spread the thoughts that our elves are bad to these pigmen."

"Then these pigmen, after some become orcs, actually fear and hate the elves in their hearts."

"I have suggested to Dillon many times that he should give up instilling this hateful concept, but it is a pity that the orc responsible for this matter is a prophet."

"Although after this war, the orcs were able to communicate with us more frankly than before, but their hearts are still rooted in the traces of the past history, and over time, the impact of this war on us gradually Decrease, then it may cause new problems."

Little Augustus nodded silently.

Marlene said: "I saw that orc soldier is still waiting for you outside my door. This time you are here, you must have a mission on you? Thank you Father God, let us defeat the insect swarm with the orcs, then I I'll take you to see Dillon together."

"They are watching a duel now."

"I just hope you can let go of the past~www.wuxiaspot.com~ tell the teacher this for me."

Little Augustus wondered: "Sister Marlinni, don't you want to go back?!"

Marlinie suddenly remembered something, and she turned to look at little Augustus. "Duel is the core of orc culture."

"In a duel, anything can happen."

"Dillon will even award the honorary title of [Wuhuo] to the five most outstanding warriors."

"Anyone, as long as you can beat the so-called tough orc warrior in Dillon’s words, you can become [Wuhu]. That guy is always so arrogant, but he forgot to restrict the race of the contestants, little Augustus. , Do you want to participate?"

Little Augustus followed her out the door. "Is that okay, I am an elf [Wuhu] who became an orc?"

"It's like you can win." Marlini canceled: "You may not be able to win. It is indeed the elite among the orcs. Only the adult elves can be sure to win. I just want you to experience it. The festive atmosphere of the orcs."