Chapter 231: A City Belonging to Orcs

Lawrence asked eagerly, "Can the priesthood purify it?"

If the group of priests could not purify the toxins in the water source, then no matter how unwilling Lawrence was, he could only choose to go back home. Otherwise, it would be a joke with the tens of thousands of elites of the orc empire with his own life.

Danilu said lightly: "Yes! However, it takes the power of the entire priesthood to purify the toxins inside as soon as possible. Also, when we purify, no external force is allowed to disturb it."

Lawrence said in a deep voice, "Okay! High Priest, don't worry, we will never let anyone interrupt your spellcasting!"

Two hundred apprentice priests, thirty priests (first-level warlocks), and five shamans (second-level warlocks) slowly emerged from the huge army.

Under the leadership of the high priest Danilu, all the apprentice priests and official priests began to recite prayers. This is a ritual that must be performed to cast a large divine spell.

Around the pond, the army of 40,000 orcs stood in front of the priests, guarding them.

Just when all the attention of the Orc Empire army was focused on those priests, mechanical flying ants that were almost exactly the same as the red soil flew out of the red soil secretly, and flew to the room filled with a lot of clean water. Next to the buckets, he bit through the buckets and got in.

As soon as those mechanical flying ants got into those buckets, part of their bodies turned into wood, completely blocking the buckets, and no abnormalities could be seen.

"The great lion god Akas said that he will use divine power to purify this water source, remove the toxins in the water, let us be nourished by the water of life, move forward, and kill all rebels!"

Danilu held a scepter and pointed at the pond. A divine force flew out of the scepter and sank into the pond.

In that pond. Immediately, countless black auras rose up, and under the action of that sacred power, they disappeared.

Only then did Danilu heave a sigh of relief, another wrinkle appeared on his brow. A look of fatigue flashed deep in his eyes.

It is much easier to destroy than to protect. Danilu can also easily poison a pond, but if he wants to purify it, if he doesn't have the right medicine and uses divine magic to purify it, it will consume him a lot.

Priests can purify all kinds of curses and many kinds of poisons with divine magic. Of course, the power consumed by that kind of universal divine magic purification is naturally huge. If a sorcerer were to purify the water in this pond, he would prescribe the right medicine, look for extraordinary creatures and plants that could absorb toxins, or use neutralizing alchemy potions to neutralize the toxins inside. This basically doesn't consume much of your own power. This is one of the biggest differences between Warlocks and Priests.

Of course, if a warlock's knowledge is not profound enough, he may not be able to find a way to purify this pond.

Lawrence stepped forward and said, "High Priest, is it ready?"

Danilu said lightly: "We have already purified the water in this pond, so there shouldn't be any major problems. But for safety reasons, it must be boiled before drinking it. Then let others drink it."

Lawrence nodded slightly, and immediately began to arrange for his subordinates to test the water source of the pond. After successive tests, there was no abnormality. Only let those people drink the water in the pond after boiling the water. As for himself and the 20,000 elite soldiers of the Blood Lion Knights, they drink the water brought from Dongyan City.

After solving the problem of the water source, Lawrence arranged for an army to continue chasing the orcs.

A few days later, on the red soil wasteland.

The migratory army of half-orcs stretched for more than ten miles, and every half-orc walked forward in a somewhat numb mechanical way.

Even along the way, Yang Feng performed miracles one after another, providing plenty of water and food. But in the dry climate of the red soil wasteland, the scenery remains unchanged. The pressure of the orc empire's pursuit and the unfamiliar environment still make the half-orcs breathless.

If it weren't for the miracles that appeared one after another, and the red soil wasteland, there would be no place to escape. I'm afraid this half-orc migration brigade has already collapsed.

"City!! There is a city!! There is a city!! And there are trees!! And there are trees!!"

"There are trees! There are really trees!!"

Among the orc migrating troops, there were suddenly screams of surprise.

Those half-orcs who were on their way with their heads lowered and their eyes numb were startled. They all raised their heads and looked forward.

I saw a city wall as high as ten meters. A huge city beyond the horizon appeared in front of their eyes, and trees of purification were planted around that huge city, as if an oasis appeared in the desert, which was touching.

"There really is a city!!"

"That's the city of our orcs!!"

"That's the city that belongs to us Orcs!!"

"Long live the great Ian God!"

"Great God Ian, praise you!"

"..."

A group of half-orcs looked at the huge city that appeared in front of them, and they all burst into tears of incomparable emotion. They called out one after another, praising God Ian.

One after another, the extremely strong power of faith poured out from them directly, and submerged into the statue made by Yang Feng.

Catherine looked at the huge city, her nose was sore, two lines of tears flowed from her eyes, and she said silently in her heart: "City, that is a city belonging to our half-orc clan! In that city, we half-beasts Only people can live with dignity. Thank you, Archmage Ian!! Thank you!!"

With tears in his eyes, Dick prostrated himself deeply on the ground and said word by word: "My lord Ian, you are truly a generous and benevolent god. I am willing to fight to the death for you."

"City! There really is a city belonging to our half-orc clan! My lord Ian, you are the embodiment of kindness and generosity. I am willing to dedicate everything to you."

When Kang En saw the huge city located in the red soil wasteland, tears streamed down his face, and he knelt down on the ground, a pure and incomparable power of faith permeated his body.

A group of half-orcs prostrated themselves on the ground, with tears streaming down their faces, chanting prayers, praising the god Ian, a strong and pure power of faith permeated from their bodies, and submerged in Yang Feng. among the idols.

The corners of Yang Feng's mouth were slightly the same, showing a hint of a smile: "There are tens of thousands of true believers, a hundred fanatics, and one saint."

Among those hundreds of thousands of half-orcs, the saint turned out to be Kang En, a cowardly dog-human half-orc in the past, which surprised Yang Feng slightly.

As for Catherine, she already knew the true face of God Ian. Although she still worshiped and appreciated Yang Feng, she was still only a shallow believer.

One of the important reasons why the gods should be high in the stars is to maintain a mysterious and powerful image. Otherwise, mortals' faith in them would weaken.

There are tens of thousands of true believers, a hundred fanatics, one saint, and about 100,000 shallow believers. The quality of these believers is already much higher than that of some small churches.

In the Duranduo subcontinent, the reason why the King of the Blood Race can become a god is because hundreds of thousands of blood races fanatically believed in it, prayed for nearly a hundred years, and gathered a huge power of faith. Ignite the divine fire and be promoted to become a demigod.

While those half-orc believers were praying devoutly, a large banner with a blood-colored lion appeared behind them. The bloody Lion King Lawrence finally chased up from behind with an elite army of 40,000.

After Lawrence saw the huge city, his eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "A city!! There is such a city in a place like the red soil wasteland, I am really surprised! These half-orcs You bastard, there are indeed people behind you, no wonder you dare to resist us!"

Lawrence yelled, "Cudy!"

A general of the orc clan with the cultivation of Sky Knight stepped forward and responded loudly: "This subordinate is here!"

Lawrence pointed his horsewhip at the half-orcs lying on the ground and ordered coldly: "You take the army horses of the headquarters and kill those bastards!"

Cudi grinned and said with a ferocious smile: "Yes! Your Royal Highness, I will definitely crush the resistance of those bastards!!"

"Scarlet Lion Slave Hunters! Lawrence, that demon Lawrence is here!"

"That's the Scarlet Lion Slave Hunting Squad!!"

"..."

Not long after Lawrence appeared with the army of the orc empire, screams of horror came from among the half-orcs.

Panic spread among the orcs like a plague.

"I am Caesar! Here I am!"

Yang Feng came out more and more, and rode his horse directly to the half-orcs. With a loud voice, he directly suppressed all the horror and screams of the half-orcs.

Seeing Yang Feng's arrival, those half-orcs automatically separated a path and stared at him, as if they were looking at an incarnation of a god walking in the world.

In these days, the miracles performed by the legendary God Ian were all performed by Yang Feng, an envoy of God, which gave Yang Feng the honor second only to God Ian in this half-orc group. status.

Yang Feng raised his long sword high, a holy radiance shone on his body, and he shouted sharply: "I will lead people to attack those damned orc army! Who wants to go with me, to attack those damned orcs together, and kill them ugly Cut off the head and protect the glory of the great God Ian!"

"I would like to go with you!" Catherine rode to Yang Feng's side, put on the golden battle armor, her beautiful eyes flashed with determination.

Conn, who was wearing a bronze battle armor, came on horseback with a solemn expression on his face: "I would like to go with you!"

Chuck, also wearing a bronze battle armor and holding a big knife, came to Yang Feng's side and said, "I would like to go with you!" (To be continued.)