The Mythical Races I Created

　　 The gem veins on the southern coast, as the largest elven gem vein area, this vein is located on a cliff near the plateau on the southern coast. This cliff is as high as a thousand meters, like a city gate guarding the elven plateau.

　　 Now, pig slaves use slings and iron tools to climb down from the top of the cliff and cling to the rock wall.

　　 They chiseled the iron drill into the gap in the stone, and then hit the iron drill with a hammer to expand the crack in the stone.

　　In this way, the stone can be chiseled down.

　　 This kind of work usually requires the cooperation of two pigs to complete.

　　Because they are on the cliff, they need to use at least one hand to grasp the rock on the cliff, so that they can climb on the cliff, and the other hand can hold the iron or hammer.

　　 And working like this is extremely inefficient.

　　 The weather-beaten stone on the cliff surface is okay. A crack can be opened with one tap, but the stone inside the cliff is extremely hard. Many times your ironware is passivated, but the stone material is unchanged.

　　 Besides, the production of Silmarillion is very rare, which means that they often get nothing for several months.

　　 Immature technology, elves who ignore their lives, and the mental pressure brought by nothing for a long time make this kind of work extremely dangerous.

　　 A hundred pigmen, working here for six months, often only survive one or two.

　　 Every day, pigmen fall off the cliff.

　　 Every day, new pigmen will be sent into the mines, and such mines are now all over the Elven Kingdom.

　　 The tyranny of King Augustus put the pigs in desperation.

There are two pigmen with an iron chain tied to their waists. They are stepping on the protruding rock from the cliff, each biting a bucket full of water in their mouths, and slowly climbing towards the rock that is being excavated. Pigs.

　　 The two pigmen who were digging rocks over there gave way to them.

　　 "噗~"

　　 A bucket of hot water was completely poured on the rock being excavated, and then another bucket of cold water was poured on the rock.

　　 Hot and cold alternately.

　　 The rock cracked and became a little bit brittle.

　　In this way, it will be much easier when you can chisel the rock wall with iron tools.

　　 "You guys have a rest, it's noon."

　　 A pig man is holding an iron bucket in one hand, and a rock wall in the other.

　　 "Should we go up to eat?"

"How can it be. It takes us half an hour to go up, and another half an hour to go down. The overseers want us to sleep on the rock wall even to sleep in order to increase production so that they can have a face in front of the elves. "

　　 "Wait a minute, they will pass the bread and dried fish from above, and we will eat it on the rock wall."

　　 "But the sun makes us almost dry."

　　 On the other side, a strange noise sounded.

　　 Everyone looked over there, and saw that one pig man probably couldn't stand the sun and night labor, but one didn't grasp it, and the whole pig fell from the cliff.

　　 At this time, the chain around its waist became a deadly tool to kill it.

　　Because this chain not only did not stop the fall, but instead dangled the waist of the poor pigman, making it like a pendulum movement, and was severely thrown on the rock wall.

　　 Seeing that he had broken his hands and feet, he shook his head again, the forehead was facing the rock wall, and his head was about to hit the rock and split.

　　 Suddenly, above the cliff, a huge green figure jumped down.

　　 This green figure jumped down from the cliff extremely bravely, and shuttled over the protruding rock walls. In a short time, it landed on top of the poor pigman as a soldier from the sky.

　　 Then, this huge green creature with fangs hung from the cliff with only one hand, and grabbed the poor pigman with the other.

　　 saved it.

　　 The poor pigman was already dizzy, he glanced up and saw the appearance that changed his life's destiny.

　　 That is such a brave image.

　　 Huge arms full of muscles, fierce fangs and eyes flowing with fighting wisdom.

　　 He looks like a beast, but he is definitely not without wisdom, on the contrary, he is full of God's blessings.

"Who are you……"

　　 "I'm Dillon the orc." Dillon grabbed the iron chain around the pigman's waist and used the iron chain to climb up.

　　 Even if he only uses one left hand, and his right hand is still holding a pig, he can easily climb up.

　　 The pigs nearby were stunned.

"Who is that? He is so powerful, he can hang upside down on a rock wall with just one hand, and he can also climb up with himself and a pigman. He just jumped off the cliff and stood steadily. Falling to us, is this something Pigman can do?"

　　 "Elf does not use magic, it is difficult to do it?"

　　 "As agile as a green blast, but his body is so huge, the fangs and knife wounds on his face are terrifying."

　　 The rough image of the orc is in sharp contrast with the elegant elf image.

　　 brings shock to all pigmen.

Dillon noticed that the pigmen nearby were all looking at him. He said in a wild voice: "I was a pigman once too. But Father God pityed me and tested me with flames and frustration, and finally I was able to reborn. , Even let me grow a right arm that has been cut off by the elf."

"He told me that adopted children also have the right to honor. Every suffering pigman can have a brand new life form as long as he firmly believes in the spirit of creation in the midst of hardship. The pain and frustration in front of you are all It’s testing you."

　　 "Father God made me understand that without any living thing, I must be born to labor for others."

　　 "You should have been free."

　　 "Maybe you have been enslaved for three generations, or four generations..."

　　 "But I believe that in your hearts, the courage is not lost."

"If you are willing to follow my warrior, please untie the chains on your body and give play to your nature. The iron in your hands should drink the blood of the enemy, instead of turning you into a tool to serve the elves to satisfy Augustus. An insatiable desire."

　　 Over the cliff came the exclamation of the pig supervisor.

　　 They found Dillon who was climbing up holding the chain.

　　 "It's this guy. I saw him in other mines on the southern coast last week. He robbed some of our slaves."

　　 "Master elves, he paid a lot of money for his head."

"What! That's great, if we can dedicate him to the elves, then we will be rich. Get him, no, cut off the chain in his hand and smash him to death! Let's go to the cliff Below, just search for his body."

　　 Dillon looked up and saw the pigman overseers trying to cut the chains, smashing himself and the pigman in his hands to death.

　　 Contempt flashed in the orc's eyes.

　　 Collaborators, damn;

　　 People who betray their own race, damn;

　　 Helping the elves, squeezing and torturing people of the same race, it really should be a place to die.

　　 Dillon rolled his eyes, and the whites of those eyes turned out. He sang religious songs that can only be appreciated by shamans. The wild and rude, simple repetition and weird shaman music can call totems.

The pig overseers who were cutting the iron chain did not notice that a wooden totem waiting for the pig was inserted behind them. The entire wooden totem is like the head of an ancient city Tyrannosaurus, and the totem's eyes even flashed. With scarlet light.

　　 Like a bloodthirsty beast, came alive.

　　 brush~

　　 stab~

　　 Like a violent wind rolling over the ground, and like the sound of an electric current passing through an object.

　　 A scarlet lightning flashed from the totem's eyes. This lightning touched the body of a pigman overseer, and then jumped to the body of the nearest pigman overseer.

　　 jumped over one by one, forming a scarlet lightning chain.

　　 Every pig overseer, his eyes widened, turned into a dead body.

　　 The weird thing is that these pig overseers don't have any wounds on their bodies. If it weren't for the lack of breathing and movement, you might even think they were sleeping sweetly.

　　 This is Mental Chain Lightning.

　　 The power of shaman comes from the spirit of the ancestors, so the power is mostly spiritual and physical. Even spells are spiritual spells.

　　 But because of this, it's more weird.

　　 The pigs on the cliff soon noticed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the orc Dillon who appeared suddenly, and killed all the overseers who oppressed them.

　　 When Dillon climbed up the cliff and roared at the mountains and the sky, the roar of this terrible beast rang from the mountains.

　　 A small group of surviving pigmen slaves finally decided to follow this uprising man.

　　 "Orc Dillon! For freedom!"

　　 "Orc Dillon! For freedom!"

　　 "Orc Dillon! For freedom!"

　　 On the cliffs, there was a sound like a strong wind.

　　 The world is about to usher in tremendous changes.

　　…………

　　 On the eastern coast of the Elf Plateau, another sound appeared. It was the sound of an earthquake-like roar when the stone statue of the Father God fell over a thousand meters.

　　 Maiev looked at Augustus incredulously.

　　 "Wang, you ordered the destruction of the statue of God Father."

　　 Augustus was expressionless. "The purpose of destroying the statue is to dedicate something better to God the Father."

　　 "This statue occupies the largest flat land on the eastern coast. It is really difficult for me to find other places to place my Sky Tower and the Silmarillion on the rugged eastern coast of the eastern plateau, so I had to destroy the statue of Father God."

　　 "Maiev, you have not been in my court for a long time, so naturally you don't know my latest grand plan."

　　 The Sun King looked back playfully and glanced at Maiev. "I think you are still a very capable subordinate, then I allow you to come back."

　　 Maiev shook her head.

　　 Augustus was stunned. "You won't be the same as your sister, are you?"

"No." Maiev said: "Loyal to you does not necessarily need to be by your side. And I think I am a general, not a dancing girl in the court. Now your court may not be able to accommodate one. General."