The Mythical Races I Created

Inside the king's tent, Chief Dillon stood up, he walked out of the tent himself, and put his hand on Atoman's shoulder. "Atoman, thank you Master for bringing you here. You came just right, and we now need you as an engineering expert."

"Come, come... sit down."

Atoman felt a little uncomfortable, because the chief's attitude towards him had changed drastically.

This change made Atoman unusually moved. He looked at Dillon: "Chief, I want to tell you..."

The prophet looked at him. "Atoman, let me introduce to you the research results of the past 25 years."

"In the past 25 years, I have given you a lot of manpower and resources. What kind of results have you achieved? Show all the leaders of the orcs here."

Atoman walked into the camp, and he calmed down.

The orc prophet is the one who appreciates him, the old prophet gave him the opportunity, otherwise he would not have the opportunity to be treated squarely by the orcs here.

Moreover, the Orc Prophet has a complete plan for the future, but Dillon does not.

Therefore, no matter how many orcs and pigs are to be abandoned, how many orcs and pigs are to be sacrificed, no matter how many orcs and pigs are to be sacrificed by the orc prophet, it seems that he is already in the range of extreme evil, and he cannot betray the prophet.

This is to repay the gratitude, but also for the future of the orcs, and even more for the ultimate victory.

Atoman's heart fell with excitement.

The orc chief looked at him expectantly.

Dillon's adjutant whispered to the orc leaders, "I didn't know before that Atoman had such a powerful shaman talent. He is now a shaman, and he is even stronger than me."

An orc leader looked surprised. "Really? No wonder the tone of the Chief Chief and him has changed."

"Who says no. Shaman talent is relatively rare in our race." Another orc leader said softly, "It's like everyone can run. Some people run faster, some people run slower. Although the orcs all have the ability to communicate. Soul and the talent for making ancestral spirits, but most orcs have very weak talents. Only shamans with strong natural spiritual power can create powerful totems."

Facing people who had bullied and despised himself, Atoman didn't have any joy at the moment when he praised himself.

If it were twenty-five years ago, he would be ecstatic.

But now, he has changed.

Time will make people grow. Growth means becoming more and more sluggish in the perception of external things, so that they will no longer be concerned about trivial matters.

Atoman glanced at the prophet, and the old prophet smiled and nodded at him.

‘It’s not wrong, now I have a higher ideal. ’

‘The old prophet gave me this ideal, and the ultimate result of this ideal is for God the Father. ’

Atoman made up his mind and said to the orcs present: "Now we are about to go to war with the elves."

"First of all, we have to deal with the Feathered Serpent Druid."

"Queened Serpent Druids can cultivate special fantasy creatures, and ordinary snakes can become feathered snakes. In principle, feathered serpents are much weaker than feathered serpents transformed by feathered serpent druids and cannot use druid spells, but The feather snake has its own magical instinct to control wind, water, and thunder."

"In the past time, the feathered serpent druids have experienced a technological explosion, and the number of feathered serpent troops they have cultivated should now be around one hundred. The feathered serpent druids have even studied the [Quicked Serpent Eyes] , [Lan Lei], [Thunder Calling Curse] and other druid spells."

"These druid spells are much stronger than the feather snake's own spell instinct."

"Dealing with the air force of the elves is already something we have to think about."

"Therefore, in the past twenty-five years, I have worked with Pigman engineers to improve the fishing net gun, and to transform the fishing net gun based on the elastic deformation potential energy of the material."

"My sirs, please go out with us and take a look at our new weapons."

As Atoman walked out of the tent, all the orcs followed, and the orc prophet smiled and followed them and walked out of the tent.

They came to a clearing where several fishing net guns and a bloated black fishing net gun that was almost a small building were placed on the ground. This kind of fishing net gun was modified from a catapult, but the projection was transformed into a firing. From projecting stones to launching special fishing nets.

Atoman led them to test the effects of weapons. "Thanks to the elves' research on mathematics, and the precious knowledge they never cherished, let us learn this precious knowledge. Mathematics is a magical subject that can sit on the ground but study everything in the world."

"On the basis of their research on mathematics, I completed the research and development of the fishing net gun, because the ratio of the base of the fishing net gun to the size of the shell is related to the actual projection distance, but without the mathematical concepts of square and cube root, I cannot Accurate the decimal point to..."

Seeing that the orcs were blinded, Atoman skipped the process. "In short, you can experiment with the launch distance of this weapon. After repeated adjustments and upgrades, my experiment turned out to be able to shoot directly at about 2000 meters. With this fishing net cannon, you can get the elves' feather snake troops into trouble."

"However, every time I can only fire one shot, I need to replace it with a composite Tyrannosaurus rex muscle for power, which is very troublesome. However, I cannot overcome this because it is a limitation of the principle, even if I expand this The size of the weapon, its efficiency and power are also close to the upper limit."

The orcs experimented with the range of this fishing net cannon, and they saw a thing blasted out quickly, turning into several unfolding steel nets in the air.

The orcs raised their heads and exclaimed, this thing can launch so far.

They can throw a javelin for a few hundred meters at most, and if they use a good totem to add to themselves, they can at most think about the distance of kilometers. Now that the distance of 2000 meters, I am afraid that only the Chief can think of a way to go. It's done.

Atoman said: "The elves can use wind magic to disperse fishing nets, or they can use fire magic to destroy such nets."

"I didn’t expect the fishing net guns and fishing net guns to cause much damage, but the existence of the fishing net guns would prevent the elves’ feathered snake forces from crossing over our territory, and the feathered snakes would not dare to leave the feathered snake Drew alone. Iraq, acting alone, there are many restrictions during the war. That's enough. This is originally a deterrent weapon."

Atoman said to Dillon: "Master Chief, have you ever thought that if we are enemies of the Elf Kingdom, we are equal to the elves and their orcs and pigs as enemies at the same time. We are at an absolute disadvantage, so if we can Restrain the magic of the elves..."

"We are enough to protect ourselves."

The orcs were puzzled, how could this be possible?

You can't ask your enemy to stand still and fight you!

Dillon looked at Atoman suspiciously. "What do you do then? The elves use magic as if it were their instinct. You can't expect them not to use magic."

Atoman laughed, this is his pride. "Do you know the Silmaril?"

The orcs were all stunned.

The Silmaril, it was a taboo that had been in the dust for a long time, and it seemed to be vivid in purpose.

The Silmarillion and the rebellion against the belief in the Father God are deeply integrated.

It is unknown, it is destruction;

It's evil, it's deviation;

It's darkness, it's terrible.

Just mentioning this word can make the orcs feel that the surrounding temperature has dropped a few degrees Celsius, and a chill rises in their hearts.

Atoman continued: "The elves thought the Silmaril was given to them by God the Father, but I don’t see it. A spontaneous generation of land that can restrain magic."

"It's as if a powerful creature has ruled this land for too long, and nature has automatically evolved their natural enemies."

"The elves destroyed almost all of the Silmarillion. But they forgot that some of the Silmarillion was left in the lowland pigman's warehouse. This part of the Silmarillion was flowed into with your looting, Lord Chief. In our hands."

"If we can install the Silmarillion in our most important city, then the elves will not dare to break into our city wantonly."

"Unfortunately, the number of Silmarils is currently limited. Most of the Silmarils have been destroyed by the elves, and the wreckage has been thrown into the ocean."

Atoman regrettably said: "The biggest Silmarillion [Tartalus], even shredded into pieces, fell into the ocean, and there was no news."

The orc prophet coughed. "[Tartalus] has too much contact with the belief in the Father God, even if it is given to us, we dare not use it."

Atoman nodded. "Yeah, too."

The eyes of the orcs and orc chiefs are shining, yes, they can use the Silmarillion to defend against the magic of the elves!

In this way, the elves dare not easily enter the city of the orcs.

Dillon judged: "The Silmarillion can only weaken the magical power of the elves. It has little effect on weapons. It is best to place it in the city to create a special environment that weakens the magic. We only need to use a very small number of weapons. , Just put some Silmarillion."

Atoman glanced at the Prophet again.

They didn't come to recommend weapons to Dillon today, but for other purposes. What they said before was just to cover up this purpose.

Atoman continued: "I also developed an orc chariot."

"When fighting, we can put tribal totems and other mass totems on the chariot and let the ceratodon to pull them. It is not necessary for the orc warriors to carry heavy totems, and it is easy to damage the totems."

The orc prophet stepped forward. "Dillon, Atoman's idea is very good. In order to cooperate with him, I deliberately spent more than 20 years of time to study only one kind of totem!"

"This totem is for the orc chariot."

"It can transfer the pain of our orc warriors within a range, turning all our warriors into painless and itchless steel bodies."

"I want you to agree to let many of my disciples, your brothers and sisters, install this [Death Totem] in your army and in each of our cities. Of course, this special technology will also Only they will, so you need them to install, your people will only cause us trouble."

"So, I want to get your consent."

Dillon didn't notice the abnormality, because Atoman was really serious about recommending the weapons he developed, so Dillon only thought a little and agreed with the prophet's ideas, and thanked the prophet for his efforts.

The prophet left with a big smile.

Totem wood is a real totem wood, but it is not a totem, nor a totem for death, it is just a cover.

In fact, there is no ancestor spirit inside totem wood.

He will place a part of the Land of All Souls in each "totem for the death", and then pass through the passages of the Land of All Souls in this place, and perform the Shaman for the Death Soul together to reach the fisheye and the pearl, which makes people think this It is the purpose of totem for death.

But in fact, his purpose is to collect the dead souls on the battlefield.

After leaving Dillon, the prophet looked at Atoman and said proudly: "Ordinary souls can no longer increase the completion of the Land of All Souls. More powerful souls, especially those of shamans, are needed."

"Dillon really hit it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ My plan will kill two birds with one stone. It can not only complete the land of all souls, but also allow the whale demon to be completely suppressed."

"By the way, the orc leader who was beaten by Adjutant Dillon, you can go and contact, maybe this person can be useful."

Atoman said: "The chief's adjutant is just a snob. The chief stays with these people all day. It's no wonder that he, brave and brave, made so many mistakes."

The old prophet snorted coldly. "My own apprentice, I know in my heart."

"By the way, don't forget that our'totem for death' must be a real totem wood. According to my research over the years, I understand that totem wood plus the soul drum of the orc shaman will definitely produce the spirit of the ancestors."

"But what if... even if we use spirit drums and totem wood, we don't create ancestral spirits?"

"I have conducted a few small studies, knowing what will happen, and the technology is mature, so I can start now."

The old prophet looked at Atoman meaningfully. "At that time, the whale will be interesting."