Chapter 1000 The Great Prophet

As Lin Yun and the other two cast spells, the abyssal magic protection on the surface of the Purple Eyed Demon Lord quickly dissipated. In less than three minutes, the Purple Eyed Demon Lord's body was torn apart, and large pieces of purple blood spurted out. The fishy smell mixed with the smell of sulfur spread in the air.

In the sky, Rena, who had transformed into a frost dragon, swooped down and spurted out an ice-blue beam of light.

The beam of light sank into the body of the Purple Eyed Demon Lord and immediately turned into an ice-blue halo that spread, and a layer of frost quickly spread on the surface of the Purple Eyed Demon Lord.

Sudden by the freezing of the zero-degree dragon breath, the furious Purple Eyed Demon Lord finally panicked a little, and the demon language flew out of his mouth, turning into a piece of abyssal runes with black smoke.

The two purple moons in his eyes flew out of his eye sockets and merged with the abyssal runes on his head.

In an instant, a purple evil moon shadow hundreds of meters in size appeared above the head of the Purple Eyed Demon Lord. The light of the evil moon shone down, and the body of the Purple Eyed Demon Lord suddenly became illusory. Everyone's spells seemed to have fallen into another space and could no longer attack the Purple Eyed Demon Lord.

The Purple Eyed Demon Lord roared in anger, glared at everyone fiercely, then jumped up and disappeared into the purple evil moon.

And the purple evil moon slowly turned into a shadow and dissipated.

The battle was over, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The demon lord was not so easy to kill. It took more than ten minutes to attack with all their strength just to break the abyss magic defense on the surface of the Purple Eyed Demon Lord.

And this Purple Eyed Demon Lord was obviously stronger, and he might even have given up the ability to cast spells, so his body would be stronger. Spells below the Heavenly Rank might only cause some superficial injuries to this big guy, and there was no way to kill him.

The orc leader dispersed the boiling fighting spirit on his body and let out a long breath.

"I didn't expect that this purple-eyed demon lord had already merged with the double moon and could summon the evil moon phantom. He should be the royal bloodline among the purple-eyed demons. He wants to escape, and we can't stop him."

The injured orcs began to treat their injuries. The orc leader walked towards the humans, clenched his right fist on his chest, and bowed to everyone very solemnly.

"Thank you all for helping us fight off these damn demons and preventing us from falling into the hands of these dirty demons. I'm sorry for what happened before, and now we have no way to thank you. I would like to invite you to visit our tribe. You have won our friendship. My name is Tiles, and my people usually call me Goshawk."

In response to Tiles's thanks, Deidara hurried out. The orcs' temperament has always been straightforward. At this time, you must not be polite. Being polite will make them feel that this is an insult to them.

Moreover, everyone didn't know anything about this place. Strange things happened one after another. Going to Tiles's tribe was obviously a good choice. There should be a lot of useful information and clues.

Deidara looked back at everyone, and the leaders of each force nodded slightly. After confirming, Deidara turned around and smiled.

"Sir Tiles, we are very happy to visit your tribe."

Tiles was very happy to get the answer. He enthusiastically pulled Deidara out of the canyon and kept introducing everything around him.

Not far out of the canyon, you can see a dense group of buildings in the distance.

A series of rough buildings full of orc style are located on the ground, and there are many tall houses, the tallest of which is even hundreds of meters high.

Those buildings are built with large stones, and they are stacked layer by layer. Each layer is six or seven meters high. The outside of the house is covered with ancient runes carved with blood, and some totem poles are transformed into pillars.

These are the ancient methods used by orcs to reinforce houses. They use blood to carve their ancient characters. They don't look very good, but they are much stronger than the houses in human cities.

The orcs' mounts are all companions. They will bring their mounts into the house. When everyone gets close, you can even see a huge kodo beast sticking its head out of the window of some houses and looking over here.

The whimpering sound sounded, and the huge fortress located at the mouth of the valley in the distance opened, and a large group of orc cavalry rushed out to greet them.

Four or five hundred orc wolf cavalry rushed out of the fortress. At this time, everyone discovered that those orc wolf cavalry were not weaker than the team they met. Almost every wolf cavalry was above level 35.

Tiles drove his mount to negotiate, told them what they encountered, and explained that humans saved their lives. Suddenly, those vigilant orcs smiled, and a group of people enthusiastically surrounded everyone to enter the fortress.

Entering the fortress, many orcs hid aside and observed everyone, and there were also many orc children who followed the team curiously, as if they had never seen humans before.

"Have any of you noticed? These orcs don't seem to be orcs from the Wrath of Flame Plane. Although they look similar, they are definitely not any of the eight branches of orcs in the Wrath of Flame Plane, and they are not even branches. Because their attitude is too friendly, look at those children..."

Walking on the road, Joey suddenly said this in High Elf language.

High Elf language is a kind of magic prophecy that all wizards must master. Many spells are chanted in High Elf language, and many spells in advanced spells also have notes belonging to High Elf language.

When Joey said it, everyone was stunned, and then looked around, and then they found that all the orcs around were very friendly. As long as they heard that they had rescued a team of orc wolf riders, they all sincerely welcomed everyone's arrival.

Even the children around did not have any hatred in their eyes, but only curiosity.

This situation is absolutely impossible to appear in the Wrath Flame Plane. In the Wrath Flame Plane, any kind of orcs hold hatred for humans. Orc children will be constantly instilled with the idea that humans are the mortal enemies of the Wrath Flame Orcs before they are weaned.

So the orcs here are definitely not any known orcs in the Wrath Flame Plane, and they have never even seen humans.

Joey's words were immediately recognized by everyone.

Raphael nodded in agreement and replied in the same High Elf language.

"Yes, let's observe first. This place is too weird. If they have no ill intentions, we should not stir up trouble at will. It will not harm us to gain the friendship of these orcs."

Deidara also nodded.

"It is very strange. Let's observe quietly first. This tribe is very strong, but our strength is not weak either. If we hadn't encountered the surging army of undead, how could we be chased and killed so badly with our strength? Even if there is any problem, we can escape. Be careful not to cause trouble."

Everyone was led to a huge square in the center of the tribe. In the center of the square, a bonfire of more than ten meters was burning. Around the bonfire, there were dozens of large forks, and each fork had a processed prey hanging on it.

At the edge of the square, a group of orcs stood there to greet everyone.

The three orcs in the lead were all heavenly ranks!

In the middle was a tall orc who was 2.6 meters tall. His muscles were like rocks piled together. Just standing there, he exuded a fierce and domineering aura. He was wearing a fur crown, which represented that he was the chief of the tribe.

On the left of the chief was a "thin" orc who was only 1.8 meters tall. This orc wore a rare robe in the orc tribe, holding a short staff in his hand. His old face was full of traces of time, and his eyes were bright but vicissitudes, full of wisdom.

This was the great prophet of the tribe, the wise man of the tribe, the most respected orc, the inheritor of orc knowledge, and the source of knowledge for all priests.

On the right of the chief was also a strong orc, 2.2 meters tall, with scars like tree branches all over his body. Those were scars left by thunder bombardment. Indistinctly, a trace of thunder light could be seen flowing in those scars.

This is the tribe's great shaman. All the shamans and sorcerers in the tribe are led by him. All the shamans in the tribe are his disciples.

Tils followed everyone and introduced the three strongest people in the tribe to everyone.

The three heavenly ranks came to meet in person. Even if he knew it was a good intention, even the strongest Deidara couldn't help but sweat on his back. The three heavenly ranks did not emit any momentum, and they were like three mountains suppressing the front.

The stronger the person, the more obvious the feeling. Lin Yun also felt the horror of the three heavenly ranks in front. The great chief was like a dormant volcano, waiting to erupt.

The great shaman stood there, and he could feel that there seemed to be thunder exploding in his soul. He didn't need to think about it to know that this great shaman was a lightning shaman. The lightning spell was very powerful, so powerful that it was already injured.

And the great prophet was like a pool of deep water, very calm, and it was impossible to feel the depth. His eyes were full of wisdom, just like the greatest wise man among humans. Even without magic, he could still give people a pressure from the soul.

What surprised everyone was still to come. In addition to these three Heavenly Rank masters, there were a bunch of Orc masters who had surpassed level 39 but had not yet broken through to the Heavenly Rank.

If these masters were in the Fury Flame Plane, they would all be great generals and great commanders who could command an army of 10,000 people. But here, there were a bunch of them. If you didn't pay attention, you would think they were followers of the three Heavenly Rank masters.

In addition to these, there were dozens of Level 9 Sword Saints or Level 9 Titled Magicians in the back.

There were a lot of Orcs sitting in the square, even those who were grilling meat by the campfire, none of them was lower than level 35.

A group of people looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes. In front of the three Heavenly Rank masters, they didn't dare to talk casually. Who knew if the great prophet with wise eyes could understand.

Lin Yun's eyes were also filled with horror, because this Orc tribe was too strong, absolutely comparable to the strongest golden Orc among the Fury Flame Orcs.

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