Chapter 334 (1/2)

”Come on, honey bread has just come out, the Lord of Cachar's favorite...”

”fresh cake pie ~ dear elder, would you like to try it

”Good day, Lord of Shengguang blood clan, do you need fried dough sticks? This was taught by the Lord of Cachar himself... ”

” stupid, the adults of the Holy Light blood clan don't need ordinary food!!

The blood we give is the food for adults...

”ah, really?”

”Of course! We give our blood to support the Holy Light blood clan, and the Holy Light blood clan protects us with their lives. This is what the city hall says. We are a family, and every resident has contributed to the development of dawn city... ”

” sorry, sir, although I just went to the toilet and didn't wash my hands, my bowl is still very clean. Would you like to have a bite? ”

”Asshole, get out of here, don't get close to the eyes of adults, my Lord, I swear to the goddess, my brother's brain is not good from childhood...”

”little COSO, go to class soon, yesterday you played truant again!”

”Good day, Ma Li, oh, the goddess, your hair color is so beautiful today...”

”...”

the level 17 shaman of the lion tribe walked on the main street of dawn City, and his eyes flashed a little confused when he heard the noise around him.

This is the scene he has seen countless times in the past three months.

As an orc shaman, he lived in the barren wilderness for more than 100 years.

Through death, hunger, war, pestilence, all the sins of the world.

But it never occurred to him that one day he could see such a strange and strange scene in a city.

It is said that the cruel and evil vampire is playing happily with a innocent human child.

The hairy Orc warrior is coming out of a human tailor's shop, wearing clothes that the tailor has made for him. He has always been two races who regard each other as their deadly enemies. The relationship between them has been fundamentally reversed.

The short, ugly green skinned goblins swaggered through the streets. Instead of showing disgust, the shopkeepers were very enthusiastic about these rich green people and introduced them to each other to buy their own goods.

Dwarves carrying iconic hammers often look proud and hold their heads high as they walk through the streets. They are highly respected by orcs, humans, goblins and vampires.

because they are weapons factory workers, they have forged a large number of weapons for front-line soldiers with their forging technology, and have made great contributions to the dawn city, He was praised by the city hall more than once.

Whoever can contribute to the dawn city will be respected by the residents.

In addition, Morton also saw that human casters in mage's robes used magic to clean up the streets and clean up the garbage from time to time...

they even used high-ranking casters to clean the streets. This is shocking, isn't it?

However, this kind of caster, called life mage, seems to be specially trained by the master of this city to engage in this kind of life profession.

Morton's eyes almost popped out when he heard this.

When can rare and rare casters be cultivated to be engaged in street cleaning? Isn't that what farmers should do?

Caster, that's the caster!

How noble is the master of the mage? How could they be used to sweep the floor and open the sewers?!

Is the brain of the city owner kicked by the bison in the barren wilderness??

But when he saw piles of casters coming out of the building community that residents called the rainbow mage tower, he could hardly think.

It turns out that rare and rare spellcasters can really be cultivated in batches, and even luxurious enough to cultivate casters to sweep the streets and drain the sewers...

this had a great impact on Morton, and even made him wonder whether he was influenced by magic and had hallucinations.

This city is so strange. Why is there such a city of dawn in this world??

This is not the end, there are a lot of shocking and bizarre things, let him this self-esteem as a well-informed shaman feel sincerely surprised.

For example, the magical alchemy creation, the eternal water, may be called tap water by residents.

But Morton is paranoid that only the name of eternal water can match its magic.

Besides, what kind of points system is there.

As long as they have made contributions, they can get points, and then the people with less points will queue up in the caravan and give concessions to those with more points in front of various welfare matters.

What's the use of this thing?? Is a queue when you can jump, and buy things to participate in the work of the priority??There is also blood donation, which is the most difficult thing for Morton to understand.

Why is blood donation such an extremely evil and terror, regarded as heretical blasphemy in the outside world, is so glorious in this city.

Yes, Morton couldn't find any other word to describe it.

What makes him feel most incredible is that when he donates blood to a vampire, he will be in a place called a hospital, and the whole process is openly shown to everyone.

No one forces these humans, but all of them are very active in it, as if this evil ritual is bright and sacred, which makes them proud.

Is it because the city of dawn is covered with banners that are proud of voluntary blood donation and ashamed of resisting blood donation?

Morton didn't believe it. He asked about it in detail, but the answer he got was still beyond his comprehension.

For dawn.

For dawn?? What the hell's the reason for that?

Why not for the goddess??

Finally, there may be another reason that blood donation can earn points.

But is it this inexplicable point that makes human residents so crazy to participate in this evil activity?

For a long time, Morton even thought that these residents had been eroded by magic...

he felt strange and incredible about everything in the city.

This city is like a city-state in a different world, which is incompatible with the whole glory. After all, no city can live in harmony with vampires, goblins, humans, dwarfs, orcs, and even Cyclops.

The city of the unthinkable, which is Morton's first city of dawn, is the definition of the city.

But as time went on, the 17 grade shaman lived in the city for a long time, and he gradually understood why the residents were like this.

Because the city with a fascinating charm, people can not help but love it.

Identity, respect and security.

That's why he summed it up.

In this city, Morton doesn't have to be afraid that he is an ORC. No one will despise, disrespect or discriminate against him because he is an ORC. It doesn't matter what race he is. All people care about is how much your points are...

he can feel that he is a living life and a respected life in this city Life is no longer a despised barbarian ORC.

And because of the day and night patrol, the team, and the laws beyond imagination, the security of the city is beyond his imagination.

There is no need to worry about any danger here. He just needs to worry that his points are not enough and he will be cut in the queue by others...

so from the beginning of inexplicable resistance and strangeness, to getting familiar with the city, Morton found that he was unable to resist the life of the city.

As an old Orc who lived in the barren wilderness for hundreds of years, he suffered too much. Here, he realized the real meaning of survival.

Looking at the smiling and hopeful residents on the street, Morton recalled the scene that the lion tribe was going to hunt wildly for food at this time of the year. In such a winter, many people would starve to death.

In the past, he had been used to the cruelty of the barren wilderness, but now, compared with the dawn City, the gap between the two is so large.

Most of all, if the city is a human city, he will only feel disgusted, because human beings are responsible for driving the orcs into the barren wilderness.

But the difference is, it's a vampire dominated city.

Humans and orcs here are equal, and even orcs are equal to the city's ruler, Shengguang blood clan, to some extent.

This makes Morton can't help but have a different mind.

At this time, he finally understood why kappa would embrace the city so actively.

Because, lion tribe, can rely on dawn city to live better.

However, if you join the dawn City, the lion tribe will be the same as the lion tribe?

Morton couldn't help being confused when he thought about it.

His heart told him that it might be right for the lion tribe to choose the dawn City, but there was another obsession that affected him. If the lion tribe lost the grassland and ran freely, it would no longer be a lion tribe.

It's just a lion in a cage... Driven.

”Lord Morton, the Lord of the city is back, he calls you to meet at the city hall...”

when Morton was in deep thought, a guard behind him squeezed out of the crowd and reported to him with great respect.

The old man of the ORC was personally told by Lord Kapu to respect him. Although he was wearing a magic chain and his power was blocked, no one dared to disrespect him.

Hearing this, Morton took a deep breath, and his eyes were filled with emotion.It's time to meet the master of this city.

If it was three months ago, when he had just followed Karp to the city, he would still be firm in his faith.

But now, after months of living in the city, he finds the charm of the city irresistible.

Where to go?

Following several guards who guarded him day and night, in the curious eyes of the crowd, came to the city hall.

Third floor, office.

When Morton looks at the door knock of the guard in front of him, his heart is very nervous, because he is about to face the master who can decide the fate of the orcs.

”In...”

a strong and steady voice came out, and the guard pushed the door open respectfully.

Gee ~ with the door slowly opened, Morton saw the scene in the office.

The carpet made of unknown Warcraft fur is all over the floor. The interior decoration is very elegant and generous, and it is not as magnificent as imagined. The walls around are hung with colorful oil paintings, which are full of artistic flavor.

A slender figure in a black robe was standing with his back to him, looking into the distance from the window.

Even if it was just a back figure, Morton felt the other side's remarkable temperament.

Obviously, this figure is the master of the city.

Lord of cachal.

Sensing that there had been no movement at the door, Li De narrowed his eyes slightly and turned gently.

Four eyes are opposite.

Is this the 17th level Orc shaman Karp was talking about?

What impresses Lee most is Morton's weathered eyes.

It's a sight that can only be seen after countless times of precipitation.

Nod a little.

”Morton misty, I am the master of the dawn city - Cachar, you may call me Lord of cachal.”

With that, he approached Morton, who also entered the office.

His eyes were burning at the orc shaman Karp had repeatedly recommended to him.

”I hear you're Kapp's teacher?”

”Maybe you'll be happy to talk to me.”

Li De's tone has some deep meaning.

”Talk about the fate of orcs, talk about your destiny...”

from the moment the 17th level Orc shaman stepped into the dawn City, his fate was doomed.

But due to Kapp's face, Lee decided to talk to the old shaman.

”Lord of cachal...” Morton spoke softly, but his tone was very complicated.

”It's a great honor to meet you... I never thought that one day I would discuss the future of the lion tribe with the big men of the blood clan.”

Lee shrugged and reached for Morton to sit down.

The latter nodded and sat on the sofa in the room, across a round table top from Li De.

Looking at the elegant vampire in front of him, Morton's mood fluctuates.

He was in the same mood as he said. He never thought he would talk to a vampire about the future of orcs.

But the reality is so magical that an orc will sit with the blood clan, and the blood clan can determine their future.

”Maybe, this is fate.”

Li De smiles, but he doesn't think so.

From the moment he decided to support the lion tribe, the orc tribe had been firmly bound to dawn city.

It's not something this level 17 Orc shaman can shake.

Now the lion tribe will send young and talented orcs to dawn city for training, and also cultivate the culture and other military accomplishments of these young orcs.

One of the things these young orcs have to do here is to be loyal to the dawn city and sign a soul contract with Lee in the dawn church.

Yes, at dawn church, almost all the troops now go to the sacred sacred place to pledge their allegiance.

Because Li De found a very magical thing. The 12 blade sculpture originally carved for the purpose of preaching has now become the symbol of the dawn sect... After countless believers praying and worshipping day and night, it is full of holy power, and the statue is full of great faith.

Even he can directly connect the power of faith to the statue to achieve the effect of divine descent.

Because of this, the statue has an extraordinary feature - as long as someone swears a soul contract into the statue, it is like signing a contract with him.

Good to avoid the side effects of soul contracts - contracts must be signed with sufficient soul strength.

The soul contract is a divinity developed by the God of death. After countless years of evolution, it has evolved into a rule of glory, and even death itself cannot be changed.The soul contract can make the swearing person loyal to the master contractor, but this is not unconditional. If the soul contract wants to be signed successfully, the main contractor needs to have a certain soul strength.

In other words, a large number of soul contracts can be signed with subordinates, but the more soul contracts signed, the higher the soul strength required.

So this makes it impossible for one person to sign soul contracts with too many people, because the soul is not strong enough.

Li De is no exception. Although his soul strength is high enough, it is impossible for him to accept the loyalty of thousands of troops in dawn city.

The statue washed by the power of faith has incredible power and can perfectly replace him.

The vows made by everyone to his statue in dawn church are valid. If Lee wants to, he can link to a statue through spiritual imprint, so as to control those contracts.

As long as there is a transgressor, he can erase the soul of the other party.

Moreover, there is another advantage of swearing through this statue. Once the other party wants to rebel, his keen power of faith will automatically prompt him to change his mental power.

Li De was surprised when he found out the role of the statue. He didn't expect that the statue built in order to better absorb the power of faith would have this extraordinary effect.

”Lord of Cachar, what do you think of the lion tribe and the orcs?”

Morton's words let the meditative Lee recover, looking at the deep eyes of the old Orc shaman, showing a smile.

”Morton, what you're looking at in this city, I'm sure, is enough to tell me what I think.”

”Maybe you know better than me how I treat the lion tribe, don't you?”

For the past three months, Lee has been in the underground world, not even back in dawn city to meet Morton.

But all Morton's intelligence was in his hands, and he had no time to pay attention to it.

At this time, the spider cave was occupied, and the magic crystal vein had fallen into his hands. After dealing with most of the details of the magic crystal vein, he immediately returned to the dawn City, and finally could squeeze out a short time to deal with these matters.

After all, the player is about to arrive. Li De thought of this and took a look at the countdown of the public test on his property panel - 05:25.

Five hours and 25 minutes...

after hearing this, Morton immediately fell silent. After a long time, he looked at Lee and said hoarsely.

”Lord of Cachar, when the wilderness we gallop on is abandoned, when our claws wear the weapons forged by dwarves, when we wear strong armor on our hair.

When we lose everything we used to be proud of.

Are orcs still orcs

After Morton said that, his eyes were fixed on reed, which had been a problem to him.

When all this changes, does the lion tribe still exist?

Can orcs be called orcs?

Li De's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was cold and fierce.

”Morton, do you think that an orc is an orc who has been living on a barren wasteland with no food, no clothes, no weapons and no armor?”

He leaned back slightly and leaned gently on the sofa. His sharp eyes, like a sharp knife, pierced Morton's eyes.

The tone was deep.

”You are wrong, Morton.

Orcs, never should have lived such a barren life.

Once you lived in the center of the glory plane, with vast lands and rich mineral veins.

You wear the strongest armor, and the sword in your hand is sharper than that forged by dwarves.

You are strong, you are rich, you don't have to worry about food. You will never seek to survive in the wilderness under the skin of beasts, or even starve to death in the cold winter.

You, once a prosperous and powerful tribe, are not what orcs should look like now

Speaking of this meal, his eyes became more and more profound. After giving Morton a moment's reaction time, his tone became more firm and powerful.

”The orcs who wear strong armor and carry sharp knives are orcs. The orcs who lead a poor life are just the result of being oppressed by human beings.

You are now returning to the glory of the orc ancestors.

You are embracing the future now. ”

Morton was shocked to hear Lee's high sounding words.

The glory of the orc ancestors...

Yes, the orc empire once ruled the glory theme and had the most powerful power. If not for the rise of mankind, the orcs still occupied the most fertile land.

Now the orcs seem to have lost the glory of their ancestors. He even regarded everything that their ancestors had as treason and thought that what their ancestors were proud of was betrayal of orcs.

After this thought rises, the heart can't restrain own mood.

Slowly stood up, Morton took a deep breath, the old face of Zhou Wei more, the vicissitudes of vision deeply looked at Li De.”In fact, from the moment the lion tribe was conquered by you.

We have no choice.

Winner, win everything.

Lord cachal, you are the only winner of that war.

I also hope that in the future, you are the eternal winner.

I'm just not willing to look for a lion tribe or an orc in the barren wilderness.

If your answer doesn't touch me, I will choose eternal sleep.

And you have inspired me to see the way we should go.

The Lord of Cachar, the lion tribe shaman, Morton misty... ”Said the old shaman slowly knelt down, and the head that had never been lowered was facing Li Dechen.

”Please join the dawn city and become a sword in your hand. With my life and soul, I will kill all the enemies who hinder you, for the city of dawn and for the orcs.”

Hearing this, Li De's mouth slightly twitched.

”Now I'm really a life tutor. I've caught who's going to class with whom to pour chicken soup.

The point is, these people like to listen to each other. Who can reason with this? ”