Chapter 687: Wugo Prairie

An imperial soldier came forward boldly, put his hand in front of the orc's nose, and shouted in surprise: "Casius, they are all dead!"

"What. This, are all these orcs dead?"

"You are worthy of your majesty! With a wave of his hand, these tens of thousands of orcs were all killed!"

The imperial soldiers who were watching suddenly made a commotion. They were surprised at the easy death of these orcs and shocked by the god-like power of Casius.

You have to know that this is an orc army of tens of thousands of people! These guys are strong and fearless. Even the elite of the empire will take some time to defeat them.

But in front of the Emperor of Burning Embers, these orcs are like ants that can be ravaged by anyone. They can't even resist a little and die quietly.

There were also paladins from the Dragonsworn Temple who took the opportunity to preach: "This is the power of His Majesty Cassius! Anyone who dares to offend or blaspheme will face the most severe punishment - death!

Praise His Majesty Cassius! Praise the great red dragon!" The Dragonsworn paladin raised the flaming giant sword in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Praise His Majesty Cassius!"

"Praise the great red dragon!"

In an instant, the surrounding imperial people knelt down in the direction of the red dragon, with fanatical and pious expressions, and their voices soared into the sky.

Even the players were dumbfounded, with different expressions.

Some players were envious and their eyes were burning: "Damn, what group skill did Brother Kai use? All the orcs died with a beam of light!"

"Don't think about it, it must be some boss-exclusive skill. The damn officials won't let us get it. They just want us to be slave cannon fodder."

"That spear can't be the legendary artifact, can I steal it? Wouldn't it be invincible?"

"What are you thinking?"

"Let's not talk about whether you have the ability to steal it, even if you get it, you You will also be charged with the crime of blasphemy against the emperor. When the time comes, the tieflings of the Imperial Guard will wait at the resurrection point to kill you. Just wait for the game to restart."

There was also a player with a painful face, who was obviously a guy obsessed with upgrading: "Tens of thousands of orcs were killed by NPC plots. It's a waste of resources, it's really a waste of resources!"

Casius grasped the blood-colored spear condensed by the divine power taken from Gruumsh, slowly flapped his wings, and the blood-colored divine light surged all over his body, overlooking the dead orcs and the fanatical and devout imperial soldiers on the ground.

As for those players who were talking nonsense, he deliberately ignored them.

In the state of manipulating the divine power, Casius could feel the power of faith from the imperial soldiers, and could see tiny spots of light rising from them - that was faith.

War, power, victory, territory, industry.

Their "cognition" of Casius gathered together, and under the effect of divinity and priesthood, it could be transformed into divine power in various fields, allowing Casius to gain unimaginable power.

The God of War, the God of Strength, the God of Empire and Territory, the God of Industry and Machinery - these powers of faith seemed to have turned into golden thrones symbolizing the authority of gods.

This was so tempting that endless greed was revealed in Cassius's golden vertical pupils.

"Godhood is really a temptation that is enough to make people lose their minds, but now is not the time." Cassius warned himself in his heart.

He knew that the conditions for godhood were not yet complete.

If he ascended to the throne of God without making full preparations, he would only end up like the "Instant God" Karsus and the old emperor of Holy Fadlan in history, and end up with his body and Taoism gone.

"The most important task now is to eliminate the hidden dangers left by Lady Fungus and the God of Orcs."

Thinking of this, Cassius calmed down, flapped his wings suddenly, climbed nearly 100 meters in the countless pious and fanatical eyes, and a majestic voice came out of his mouth.

"These orcs are the source of the disaster. They are chaotic and murderous. They have also committed the serious crime of disobeying me and actively provoking the empire!

In the name of Emperor Jin, I will give these orcs - complete extinction!"

This voice is particularly majestic and grand, like a verdict from the gods, and like thunder, rumbling in this devastated wasteland.

"Your Majesty Cassius!"

"Praise the great red dragon!"

The people of the empire on the wasteland cheered warmly, feeling happy about the punishment of the orcs by their common emperor.

In the eyes of these imperial soldiers, countries and ethnic groups that have angered the Burning Empire should be wiped out without a single one left!

Cassius' words are not only for the subjects of the Burning Empire, but also a warning to those who are hiding in the dark, so that they should not easily provoke the empire.

After the incarnation of Gruumsh was born, the fluctuation of divine power attracted the attention of countless forces, including the gods of the Church of Amaunator, the angels of the Seven Heavens, the prophet of the City of Laws, the devil lord of Baator, and the legendary ranger of the Harpist Alliance.

Countless powerful people were secretly observing this battle. Most of them hoped that the incarnation of Gruumsh would be defeated by Cassius. If there was still a shortcoming in the end, they would not mind intervening in this battle and making the final blow.

But the final outcome was beyond everyone's expectations-the Burning Emperor actually joined forces with his former enemy Dumathoin to fight against the enemy, causing Gruumsh to suffer a great loss.

"Damn evil dragon"

"He may have discovered where we are hiding, let's go!"

"That red dragon actually has such power, we must go back and report to the master immediately!"

Kaishus looked at the dark places with a cold gaze. They each used their means, or to tear the space, or to show the transmission of spells, or disappeared out of thin air, or turned into lit, just in just short, in just short, in just short, in just short There was no trace within a few seconds.

"Well, it is a group of mice hiding in the gap."

Kaishus was disdainful. He actually had a way to get these spymen on the Internet, but before it was not to tear his face with them.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Kaishus expanded his wings, crossed the sky, and cast a huge shadow on the land covered by the Wulogo Prairie.

The bloody glory was also fast with his soaring, covering the land under the Red Dragon in it.

At the moment of contact with the blood, the orcs who were hidden in the dark and were being complacent for the rest of their lives after their looting.

The orc mushrooms in the dark also exploded one after another, and the green -skinned orcs buried in the soil and the stage of breeding also became a pool of rotten meat.

In addition to obeying Solo's Red Blood Tribe, there are many orcs of tribes and clan hiding in remote corners, self -reliance, and staying away from the orc society.

A elderly orc hiding in the valley trembled, and his expression was extremely excited, even wrinkles crowded together: "This is the breath of the Father God!

I used to be the shaman of the clan, and I would never admit it. "

"Long live orc!"

"The Father God is going to the world! We are going to rise!" The orcs of the tribe waved their spears and rushed out of the valley.

But they raised their heads, but they were surprised to see a huge and incredible red dragon opened their wings and soared in the sky.

The old orcs who claimed to be shaman took a few steps back and murmured: "How can it, how can it, this is obviously the god god."

"唰-" "

Blood light swept across the valley, and more than a dozen orcs fell straight down, his eyes were scattered, and blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

And Kaishus held the blood spear in this way, sprinking the blood color that originally belonged to Geush -but unlike the orc God, Kaishus's light will not give them strength, only They will give them killing and death.

The Red Dragon, like the death of the world, uses the blood of the blood as a sickle, chopped wildly, and harvested the life of the orcs.

However, in just a few days, Kaishus flew through the entire Wugo Prairie to hiding all the orcs — whether it was hiding in the dark or buried in the ground. Whether it was pure blood orc ——As all the slaughter.

Kaishus completed his sentence with actual actions. With the divine power obtained from the orc God, he completely extinct the orc on the Waogo Prairie, not left.

He doesn't even have to worry about the fish that is missing, because as the main god of the orc god, Geus's power can easily kill any of the orcs below any legend in the diverse universe.

This was originally used to show his supreme authority. At this moment, it was considered by Kaishus to slaughter His people.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

With a wave of fluctuations, Trump's smiling figure appeared beside Kaishus: "Master, congratulations to you to defeat the orcs of the orcs, eliminate the threat of the orcs, and bring the Wugogo Prairie to the vast territory of the empire.

Today, the deeds of you defeating the existence of powerful divine power have spread throughout the diverse universe, and all the creatures who hear your name will respect and fear "

Kaishus said with a funny: "Okay, don't make a fart, you should be clear -that is just an incarnation, not one percent of the orc God's body."

"But it is also Geush. Your strength can break through the restraint of the material plane, which is comparable to the true god."

After feeling the red dragon's eyes a little impatient, Trump talked about the business: "It may be because you caused Geush, and the empire's caravan and expedition in all planes were varying degrees of orcs. Attack.

We seem to have become the common enemy of multiple universe orcs, just like elves and dwarfs. According to your words, this hatred has become a factory setting.

After our experiments, even the newly -born orc baby will bite madly with us, completely losing the basic reason. "

Kaishus said indifferently: "From the moment I decided to kill the orcs, I was ready to be so prepared. In this case, you went to promulgate an order: all the imperial citizens, do not kill the orcs!"

Trump nodded quickly: "Yes, master."

Kaishus continued to command: "As for the Wugo Prairie, the place is wide and sparse here. It can be used as a new pasture and hunting ground for the empire.

You go to migrate some lizards and the Goblin clan, and then transfer a part of the dragon beast pasture with high storms, at least five hundred heads of dragon beasts here, so as to supply the leather armor and meat northern in the north need.

"Master, I will do my best to complete the task, and I will never live up to your trust."

During the talk, Kaishus flew out for dozens of miles. He could see the fortress built in the distance in the distance, the dwarves of the dwarf, the capital Avarderdan, and the current city of flying dragons.

" -"

In the capital of the flying dragon, the flying dragons screaming excitedly, greeted the return of their common owners.

And Kaishus fired his wings and landed at the top of the Blackstone Mountain from the high altitude, overlooking the vast land of the Wugo Prairie.

The red dragon spread its wings and said word by word: "From now on, everything north of Blackrock Mountain is the territory of the Burning Empire."

The Kingdom of Mudshak.

In the huge, eerie steel fortress hundreds of meters high, a burly, one-eyed orc was sitting on the throne, exuding a terrifying pressure.

Inside his fortress were countless orc warriors who were either working hard or guarding the fortress.

Outside his fortress, it was divided into countless huge battlefields, where countless orcs from many material planes would fight together, and the final winner of this bloody game would be favored by Gruumsh and have the opportunity to enter the steel fortress.

At this moment, Gruumsh didn't even have the mood to watch the fight. An uncontrollable rage burst out of his one eye, and his right hand tightly grasped the blood-stained spear.

As if feeling the anger of this god, the sky of the entire plane turned bloody, dark clouds rolled, thunder roared, and blood fell from the sky like a torrential rain.

"Casius"

Gruumsh gnashed his teeth and said these three words, as if he wanted to eat the owner of this name alive.

In the past few days, he felt that the faith from the main material plane - more precisely, from the Wugo Prairie was getting weaker and weaker, and now it has completely disappeared.

That daring red dragon not only took away his incarnation, but also killed all his people on the Wugo Prairie, making Gruumsh's plan to raise a beast tide and create a disaster completely fail.

How could he not be angry?

Under the anger of the gods, huge blood-red eyes appeared in the sky of the Kingdom of Mudshak, making all things in the kingdom of the gods extremely terrified.

Suddenly, another orc appeared outside the steel fortress. He also exuded the pressure of the gods, but he was covered with scars and panting.

"My Lord, those damn dwarves are still attacking our territory!

I was caught off guard and suffered heavy losses. The enemy had more than 30 legends, 12 demigods, and a god of medium power! As for the extraordinary army, it is countless!"

Gruumsh narrowed his eyes: "Who is that dwarf god?"

The orc god hurriedly responded: "Dumathoun! It's Dumathoun!"

"That guy again!" Gruumsh stood up from the throne angrily, picked up the bloody spear in his hand, and walked towards the outside of the kingdom of God.

"I will make those dwarves pay the price!"

The corpses of dwarves and orcs are floating in the astral void. Broken bodies are common, and even golden blood is emerging, like a meteorite belt composed of flesh and blood, turning the space within hundreds of miles into an extremely bloody and cruel one.

On a floating island comparable to a continent, countless dwarf and orc warriors are fighting together, fighting for their respective races, beliefs and living space. The huge figures of the dwarf and orc gods appeared behind them, facing each other from a distance, releasing an extremely powerful pressure.

This war between the gods has been going on intermittently for thousands of years, and hundreds of millions of dwarf and orc believers have successively joined in it, but no one knows when this eternal torture will end. (End of this chapter)