The Mythical Races I Created

Facing the laughing orc general, Merlin Pan Yang rolled his eyes, then turned around and ignored it.

He doesn't need to take this kind of random provocation and sarcasm in his heart. If you care about this kind of verbal provocation, then the harm caused by this kind of provocation really exists.

But if you don't take it seriously, then this kind of harm will not exist, or even shame.

This is the biggest reason why a sense of humor is an upper-class trait.

Because in the exchange of words, having a good sense of humor will make you feel like a duck to water.

Merlin Panyang sat back in his seat again, listening to the songs of the orcs and watching their battle dance.

Merlin was thinking that after a while, the banquet would be over and he would be able to return to the Murloc Islands by boat.

The dry air on the saline-alkali land in the lowland made Merlin, who had adapted to the murloc sea, feel very unaccustomed.

He actually wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

However, an uninvited guest suddenly broke in.

A huge orc rode a wolf and broke in from the outside. The orc held a large piece of gold in his hand. After getting close, he suddenly threw the gold over and smashed it in the center of the birthday banquet.

All the orcs scattered and took up arms against the sudden intruder.

The Orc Prophet stood on the high platform, overlooking the sheep to Merlin. "Pirates? What do you want to do?"

Merlin also stood up with a bewildered look on his face. He originally thought it was a show, but later found out that it was not. He thought it was the beasts who were fighting infighting.

This orc who suddenly broke in seems to be really an outsider.

Merlin also noticed that this orc's skin was reddish, not the dark green skin of a traditional orc.

Merlin said quickly and decisively: "I don't know him, and you see he doesn't carry the pirate flag that the orc pirates hang."

"There is no pirate skull pattern on his body."

The orc prophet immediately set his sights on this outsider. Merlin had no reason to lie, so the orc should not be from the pirate's side.

"Stranger, how dare you come before the king and show off your might in front of me!"

"Father God, he will send his wrath down on you."

A ferocious spirit suddenly attacked the reddish-skinned orc.

When the ferocious spirit approached the reddish-skinned orc, it suddenly let out a scream and disappeared.

At the same time, the two guards who attacked the orc, even though their physique had tripled under the blessing of their own totems and kingdom totems, were still slammed out.

"As soon as I entered this kingdom, I felt it. It was a huge totem. You linked some small totems~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to construct a totem equivalent to the size of the entire kingdom."

The intruder said in a low voice, "It turns out that, after leaving here for more than 100 years, you have taken different paths."

The Orc Prophet narrowed his eyes, "Who are you?"

The intruder raised his head and said, "I'm an orc born in the New World, do you remember Dillon?"

Dillon!

This name fell like lightning in the hearts of every guest attending the banquet.

Some young orcs don't even know who Dillon is, while some old people are stunned.

From the different reactions of these people, Merlin has understood that this is a big man, but for some reason it has become a taboo in the orc kingdom.

He also determined that this person may be in the pirate kingdom and not many people know, since the pirates are almost all orcs with a relatively young population.

The intruder said loudly to the orc prophet: "I'm here to celebrate my birthday, and I've also brought news from afar."