Chapter 136

"You just said you wanted me to die?"

He said this and rushed towards the orc shaman.

The shaman swung his right fist and hit Orson, but he was knocked away directly. His whole body hit the wall, cracking the stone slabs of the wall.

"You...you have a backup plan?!" The orc shaman leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, looking at Orson walking over, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

"Sorry, you may be the one who is going to die here today." Orson said this, pouring out his magic power wantonly.

Thunder and lightning continued to pour down the head of the orc shaman. The orc shaman could still say some words, but at this moment, under the bombardment of thunder and lightning, he could no longer say a word.

Then, as if to vent his anger, Orson rode on top of the shaman and punched him in the face one after another.

It seemed that only such physical blows could relieve the anger in his heart.

It was not until ten minutes later that the shaman was completely lifeless, and a trace of clarity returned to Orson's eyes.

He stood up from the shaman.

The opponent has been beaten to death by Orson at this moment, and there is no need to vent his anger with a last strike.

He hurried to the sarcophagus.

Lena's body fell beside the sarcophagus, her hands still holding the Heart of Beasts tightly at that moment.

This heart is the source of thousands of years of conflict between humans and orcs, and is also the direct cause of Lena's death.

Orson stared at the heart. At this moment, all he wanted in his heart was to destroy it.

As long as he is destroyed, the wind and sand protecting the orcs will dissipate, and the human army can go deep into the desert and completely annihilate the orcs.

In this way, the thousand-year dispute between humans and orcs will cease to exist.

"Lena, you are such an idiot." Orson said, holding Lena in his arms.

"Don't you know that I have been using you from the beginning to the end? What I want to do is to destroy the entire race of orcs, and you half-orcs may not be better off than you are now."

In Orson's initial vision, if the problem of wind and sand in the desert that hinders the march of human armies is solved, the army that has not yet been dispersed at the border will advance into the desert and completely wipe out the orcs. They are not on the elimination list, but that doesn't mean they can live a good life. They just changed from being subordinate to orcs to being subordinate to humans.

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"Are you the kind of person who will help count the money after being sold?" Orson thought, recalling the days when he and Lena were traveling together.

Sometimes this little speaker talks too much, which is quite annoying, but now looking at Lena who is completely speechless, Orson can't feel happy in his heart.

"Alas." All the words he said to Lena could only turn into a sigh.

"Forget it, you have seen so many new things, and you have seen the gods you worship for the first time in your life. Are you considered complete...?"

"I don't think so. You should have a better future. You haven't seen a human city yet."

Just when Orson was still feeling grateful, the Heart of Beasts in Lena's hand suddenly shone with a strange light.

Orson looked at the Heart of Beasts in confusion, and then his consciousness fell into nothingness.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still in the tomb, but the tomb was newer than when he first entered, and the traces of fighting on the ground and walls had disappeared.

Have you... traveled through time?

Orson looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, and then, in front of him, a man with the head of an animal and human body came out from behind the stone steps.

It is exactly the same as Limusa described on the bronze statue.

However, things are not looking good for Limousa at the moment.

He clutched his chest and sat down next to the sarcophagus.

"Are you here to kill me?" He looked at Orson with a painful look on his face.

"Are you Limusa, the Lord of Beasts?"

The other party nodded.

"If you mean to destroy your creation, the orcs, then this is indeed my purpose."

When Limusa heard this, he showed a look of understanding, and then he looked at Orson.

"How long has it been since my legend in your era?"

"Probably thousands of years." Orson said.

"That's it." Limusa nodded after hearing this. "Then do you know what the relationship was between humans and orcs thousands of years ago?"

"I heard that we fought against the demonic invasion together."

"Since we are former comrades, why, why do humans want to destroy the orcs?"

"...Sorry, I cannot give an answer to this."

"But I can also tell you what your creation will look like thousands of years later."

With that said, Orson described the tragic situation in Karls City.

"You may not believe it, but after thousands of years, your creation may not look like what you originally saw."

"For thousands of years, you turned into wind and sand and helped the orcs survive rounds of human suppression. Of course the orcs respect you."

"But, with all due respect, you failed to create the race of orcs."

"With barbaric minds, disobedience to education, and rough tempers, if they were placed in a primitive society, it would be okay. But when others are making progress, entering a civilized society, and continuing to develop, orcs still stay in a barbaric society, which will become an obstacle to others. ”

"I won't say that it is right to completely exterminate a race. However, from the standpoint of humans and what you call Hela's descendants, this is my opinion."

"Humans also have civil wars, and they also have hatred, but unlike orcs, there is more peace between humans."

"I know." Limusa nodded. "I created the orcs. Is it possible that I still can't see the future of the orcs?"

"It's just that I didn't expect that even after thousands of years, the orcs still haven't changed..." He sighed with a wry smile. "Alas, in order to continue the development of the bloodline of the orcs, I created the orcs. The result was that both the orcs and humans looked down on the orcs..."

"About this, even now, it is still the case." Orson said this and nodded. "However, the half-orc race is not a failure. At least, the half-orcs I have seen are basically similar to humans. It is just because of their strange appearance that they have become monsters in the eyes of humans and orcs."

"So, what is this if not a failure?" Limusa said self-deprecatingly: "As a god, the species created can only be enslaved, discriminated against, hated, and exploited by others. This is not a failure, nor is it a failure. What is it?"

"The King of Beasts, at least, I can assure you about the Orcs."

"Half-orcs can live with humans. It may take a long time and be very difficult, but I promise you that I will do my best to help you."

The half-orcs fought for their own rights and even established a country of their own for the half-orcs, so that they would have the same status as humans and no longer be discriminated against. "

"Because the character I found in most orcs is hard work, hard work, simplicity and kindness. Such a race should not disappear."

Saying this, Orson looked at Limusa.

"You should think so too, King of Beasts. Otherwise, how could the bronze statues serving on both sides of your sarcophagus be half-orcs?"

"Heh, you said it lightly." Limusa said, looking at Orson.

For some reason, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled knowingly.

"Oh, it turns out it's you."

"What did you say?" Orson heard this and looked at Limusa in confusion.

"Son of Paradis, let's make a deal. I will remove the wind and sand in the desert. As a price, you have to help me and take good care of my most proud creation. How about it?"

"...Son of Paradis? Although I don't quite understand the meaning of this title, I agree with the agreement you proposed."

"Ah, you don't know this yet, do you?" Limusa smiled when he saw Orson's puzzled expression, and then said: "That's all, you will know your life experience in the future anyway."

"This is the agreement. I will turn into eyes and watch the agreement between you and me be completed." With that said, Paradis smiled.

"That little half-orc girl outside is your friend. You can develop a friendship with a half-orc that makes the other half die for you. I believe what you say."

"By the way, let me help you one last time."

"Son of Paradis, we must not forget our agreement."

As Limusa's words fell, Orson's consciousness returned to the real world.

In Orson's arms, the heart of the beasts turned into bits of starlight and flew into Lena's body. After that, Lena's injuries were repaired rapidly.

Looking at this scene, I thought of what Limusa said in the fantasy just now.

Does the last help mean curing Lena's fatal injuries?

Orson didn't know whether Lena would wake up, but he still hugged Lena and walked out of the underground maze.

It wasn't until half a day later, when it was getting late, that Lena gradually woke up.

She felt like she had had a long dream. She got her wish to travel with her elder brother Edward, and then she got her wish to see the Temple of Limusa in the book.

He even explored the underground labyrinth of Limusa's temple and discovered Limusa's tomb.

Unfortunately, in the end, the story doesn't seem to have a good ending...

When she opened her eyes again, what came into view was the sky full of stars, and that familiar black hair.

"Hmm...did I just have a dream?"

Lena said this and looked at Orson beside her.

"Are you awake? Orson also turned his head and looked at Lena."

"Well, Brother Edward, I feel like I've had a very long dream..."

"You weren't dreaming." Orson said, touching Lena's little head, "Thanks to Lena, we defeated the bad guy in the end."

"Eh? But, but I remember I'm not..."

"Yes, Lena, you were knocked unconscious, and I was worried to death." Orson said this, covering up the matter of Lena's resurrection from the dead, and also concealing the agreement between himself and Limusa.

"That's it. It scared me to death. I thought I was dead."

"Don't talk nonsense, you fox is very lucky." Orson said, pinching Lena's fox ears.

"Oh! Don't pinch my ears!" Lena said, opening Orson's hand. "Not even big brother. Our orcs' ears and tails are very important things..."

Only family and closest loved ones can touch it.

Thinking this, Lena couldn't help but blush.

"Okay, okay." Orson nodded. "But, Lena, do you feel any changes in your body after waking up?"

After all, the Heart of All Beasts is a divine thing. Although resurrection from the dead is already a very powerful function, Orson still wants to see if Lena's body has changed, and whether it will become stronger after absorbing the Heart of All Beasts.

"Change?" Lena tilted her head when she heard it.

Feeling a slight swelling in her chest, her face turned red.

"Big brother, you are a pervert!" As she said this, she punched Orson.

Then, Orson was knocked several meters away.

This time, Lena panicked.

"Big brother! Are you okay!" As she said this, she rushed directly to Orson's direction.

"I... I'm fine." Orson said this and barely stood up.

It's just a few broken ribs, no big deal.

However, as Orson thought, Lena's physical fitness has reached an extremely strong level.

Pure physical fitness, without any skills, can already beat Orson, who is at the peak of the seventh level, like this. If she practices, I'm afraid Lena's physical strength will have a place among the top in the continent in the future.

I'm afraid this is because the effect of the Heart of Ten Thousand Beasts has been used to heal Lena's body, otherwise, Lena will only be stronger.

Thinking about it this way, if the Heart of Ten Thousand Beasts is obtained by that orc shaman, I'm afraid he will indeed become the top powerhouse on the continent.

At that time, the relationship between humans and orcs may be reversed.

"That, big brother, I didn't mean it, I... I don't know why..."

"It's okay, isn't this a good thing?" Orson smiled. "At least, Lena, you don't have to worry about being bullied by bad guys in the future."

"Maybe big brother will need you to protect him in the future."

Having said that, Orson stood up.

"Lena, look, the wind and sand outside have dissipated." Having said that, Orson pointed to the periphery of the temple.

Before, when Orson and Lena came in, the wind and sand here never stopped.