So the three of them ate in a hurry, left the restaurant, and headed straight for the Royal Palace in Dorongus City.

Just halfway through, Guan Heng heard the sound of rapid horse hooves on the street behind him. When he turned to look, it turned out to be a luxurious double-column carriage galloping towards him like crazy.

Hey, all passers-by, get out of my way, be careful if you get run over. The driver is a sweaty lion orc. He is riding his horse and whipping his whip while shouting: Drive, drive, drive!

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sudden change occurred. The wheel on the right side of the carriage suddenly ran over a broken brick in the middle of the road. With a bang, half of the carriage was lifted up high. When it landed again, it disintegrated instantly with a crash.

The strong inertia threw the coachman far away. His body smashed a fruit stall with a loud bang. The coachman, whose face was covered with blood, suddenly fainted.

Oh, save his life. Guan Heng, who was not far away, shook his head slowly, and then threw a healing spell to let the coachman slowly recover.

At this time, Xiaobai called out: Young Master, there is an unconscious old man in the car.

Wherever he took three steps and then two steps, he ran in front of the broken car hood, took a closer look, and then sighed and said: It's hopeless. This old man looks like a lion orc, but he must be extremely poisoned.

And death is not a carriage crash.

Even the novice was shocked when he heard this: This old man with a white beard was poisoned to death. No wonder his face was bruised and there was black blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Well, the old man Guan Heng just glanced at the old man of the Lion Clan, and saw that the man's remains were filled with black energy, and a change was about to occur.

Guan Heng, an old man from the lion tribe, wanted to gather ghosts and spirits. The corners of his mouth turned up, and he thought to himself: Well, let me see what secrets are hidden behind your death.

The ghost-swallowing beast suddenly appeared. Dou suddenly caught the ghost of the lion clan old man, and the memories of his life were immediately poured into Guan Heng's mind.

Half a minute later, Guan Heng's eyebrows gradually furrowed, and he murmured in a low voice: So that's what happened

This old man from the lion tribe turned out to be Jiali, the brother of the Lion King, one of the three kings of the orc tribe. For thousands of years, the orc tribe has always adopted the method of jointly governing the territory by the three kings of the royal family of the upper three tribes, which continues to this day.

The kings of these three clans are the Tiger King, Lion King and Wolf King respectively. In the past, the Tiger King clan was the most powerful among the orc royal clan, firmly sitting at the head of the three kings, followed by the Lion King clan and the Wolf King clan last.

However, nowadays, the royal family structure in the territory of the orcs is gradually changing.

Decades ago, Caesar, the strongest member of the Tiger King clan, was besieged and kidnapped while traveling to the human kingdom of Kauru, and he disappeared without a trace. Now, although Otto is extremely brave, his brain is weak.

Having few roots makes it difficult for people to have high hopes.

The Lion King is old, and his two sons were killed in the war with the Warcraft craze human race a few years ago. They have nothing to show for themselves anymore, and since then, the Lion King's line of descendants has withered.

The old Lion King's brother, Kali, had a young son who was adoptively adopted by the Lion King and planned to train him as his new successor. But this was only a temporary measure and the last resort.

But at this time, the extremely ambitious Wolf King Garnett gradually showed his fangs. Over the years, the Wolf King has been coercing and inducing spies from the Tiger and Lion tribes, letting them use poisoning, assassination and other methods, and gradually...

The power of the two royal families has been reduced, and now the vicious hand has finally reached out to Jiali.

This morning, Jiali ate a plate of snacks brought by a servant at the mansion and suddenly felt sick. Although the servant was killed on the spot by the guards when he escaped, no antidote was found on him.

Jiali felt that something was wrong, and immediately ordered someone to drive him in a carriage and drive him straight to the Royal Palace. He wanted to remind his brothers, the old lion king Vincent and the tiger king Tiger, to be more careful. Unexpectedly, he died on the way.

Tsk, I really don’t want to deal with these messy affairs within the orc royal family. Guan Heng suddenly had another thought in his mind: By the way, let’s just do this.

Guan Heng turned to Lan Di and said: "Hurry up and take this lion tribe orc driver to the palace to see Prince Otto, and then tell him

So Guan Heng briefly explained the Jiali memory he had just found to Xiaobai and the others, and then ordered: Xiaobai, go remind Otto and tell him to be careful, and hold him and everyone else at bay.

Take this opportunity and take a trip to the mausoleum.

Well, although I don’t want to see that stupid big guy Otto, but since it’s a matter of life and death, I’ll just do it. Xiaobai shrugged helplessly and asked Randy to carry the fainted lion driver on his back, and the two of them hurried away

Went to the Imperial Palace.

Guan Heng took a detour and ran to the Orc Royal Cemetery. According to the route provided by the restaurant waiter, he went straight to the vicinity of the cemetery.

In fact, the orcs are crude and not yet fully civilized. Their royal tombs are not as luxurious and luxurious as those of human monarchs. They are just a circle of towering walls with a large iron gate in the middle.

Guan Heng quietly bypassed several orc guards guarding the gate, crossed the wall easily, walked around the tombstones scattered everywhere, and arrived in front of the mausoleum group dedicated to the Tiger King clan.

On the tombstones one after another are the names of the powerful members of the Tiger King clan in the past. No matter how powerful they were during their lifetime, they still only occupied a small space after their death, allowing people to remember them a little when they were paying tribute.

Found it, the Tiger King Clan, Caesar's Tomb. His life and death have not been known for these years. It is estimated that this is just an empty tomb.

Guan Heng looked at this tombstone and recalled the shocking battle with Caesar's skeleton in the underground cell that day. He murmured to himself: Caesar, whether in life or in death, I think you are definitely a powerful warrior who stands upright.

So I traveled thousands of miles to bring you the pale gold bones for burial. May your soul rest in peace from now on.

Having said this, Guan Heng took out the pale gold spirit bone left by Caesar, held it up with both hands and gently placed it in front of Caesar's tombstone.

I saw that the spiritual bone gradually bloomed with a light golden light, getting brighter and brighter. Finally, with a bang, it broke into countless golden powder, fell to the ground around the tombstone, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Thank you, strange yet familiar friend, for fulfilling my wish.

A burly shadow of a tiger orc appeared in mid-air, which was Caesar's last remnant in the human world. He said softly: I know, you are here to find the sleeping place of my ancestor, the beast god Gopinus.

Land, in order to repay your kindness, let me provide you with the final guidance.

The sound of Ruoyouruowu's words drifted away almost at the same time as the breeze, and Caesar's lingering shadow turned into a sparkling floating object, flying in the air toward the northwest corner of the cemetery.
Chapter completed!