This is a dim cave, and the torches on the cave walls shine the cave.

On both sides of the cave, rough murals are carved, telling the story of the thousand-year-old god war. It is a legendary story of the combined force of the gods, which severely damaged the World Tree and the Elf civilization, and is sung among the orcs from generation to generation.

In the center of the cave is an altar made of skulls.

On the altar, there is a rough statue of the god, which is Urel, the god of winter and hunting.

In front of the statue of Urel, a one-eyed old orc wearing a gray priest's robe was kneeling on the ground and praying devoutly.

In the silent cave, only the quiet prayer kept echoing, solemn and dignified.

Suddenly, the statue of God burst into a hazy light, illuminating the originally dim cave extremely brightly.

The one-eyed orc raised his head tremblingly, and his eyes looked at the statue were filled with a hint of fanaticism and incredible...

"The oracle...is an oracle..."

He knelt on the ground excitedly, allowing the majestic and majestic divine power to brush across his body.

The brain became blank in an instant, and waves of majestic and heavy voices resounded in the orc's mind:

"Cha Fei Leng Cui, the elves, be careful...the one who is favored by the god of death."

After returning to heaven, Urel also thought about some things clearly.

Those elves are definitely not Hela's heroic spirit legion!

Because... they have flesh, but heroes do not.

Moreover, if the Heroic Spirit Legion appears on the Seges Continent, it will definitely cause a strong backlash from other gods.

Even Hela cannot be enemies of the gods.

Uktrashire's fate back then is an example!

But even so, those elves must be related to Hela's followers.

Because only Hela can prevent creatures from dying!

All of this needs to be left to believers to investigate further...

Hearing the voice of the gods, the old orc priest's body shook slightly, burying his head deeper:

"The chief priest of the orc cave tribe, the oracle, follow the oracle!"

Then, the statue of God shines again, and a blurred image appears in his mind

It was a scene of unlucky goblins being chased by a group of red-eyed elves!

And those elves were covered with various ragged equipment, which looked like they were stolen from the goblin...

As the picture turned, another elves were beaten into a paste by mysterious power, but in a blink of an eye, they jumped out again...

Seeing this picture, the old priest's mind suddenly shook.

"Elf? How could there be so many elves?! What are they doing?! They won't die?"

He couldn't help but say in disbelief.

The statue did not respond.

In an instant, the old priest knew that he had lost his composure.

He took a deep breath, kneeling on the ground, stretched out his hand and drew a bow symbol on his chest:

"Praise the cold winter, praise hunting, praise the great Father God's crown!"

After a moment, the light of the statue slowly disappeared.

The old orc looked up and found that there was a cold sweat behind him.

"The oracle... is really an oracle..."

He murmured, his voice filled with excitement.

Being able to receive the oracle means that he has received the favor of the gods and is watched by the gods!

Taking a deep breath, the orc priest, the chief Jushan, suppressed the throbbing in his heart and thought about the content of the oracle:

"What the hell is going on with that picture?"

He frowned and pondered as he paced.

"It's the Elf Forest? But haven't most of the elves migrated? Where did so many elves come from? Are they attacking Fei Lengcui's goblin? They won't die? Behind them... are the god of death favors?"

He knew that the Father God's Covenant recruited a group of goblins in the Elf Forest, with the purpose of assisting him in finding the blood crystals of the fallen mother of nature, Uktrashir.

In fact, as the chief priest of the orc tribe nearest to the Elf Forest, he also made a lot of efforts in this process.

Even though he looked down on those weak and clowny goblins very much.

And now it seems that something has changed.

"The God of Death..."

The chief priest of the Giant Mountain murmured.

"Could it be...the work of the person in the underworld?"

Thinking of this, his expression gradually became solemn.

"It seems that it is necessary to send someone to investigate."

"Speaking of this, the tribe's stronghold in the Elf Forest two days ago reported that two teams of orc mercenaries had disappeared. This time, it was just a chance to investigate together!"

Taking a deep breath, the chief priest of Jushan left the ancestral cave where the gods were sacrificed.

When I came outside the cave, the surroundings suddenly became bright, and what caught my eye was a huge valley.

The black mountain walls shine brightly under the sunlight.

Below the mountains, houses built by stones and straw are arranged in an orderly manner around the cave.

Looking around, there are no less than a thousand...

This is the orc tribe closest to the Elf Forest, called the Rock Cave Tribe.

The Rock Cave Tribe is a medium-sized orc village with a population of 5,000. It is located at the southeast junction of the Elf Forest and the Dark Mountains, and is more than 300 kilometers away from the core area of ​​the Elf Forest.

The leader of the tribe is the orc priest, the orc priest, the orc priest under the silver.

Jushan came to the village and looked at a tribe member who was passing through the village with a satisfied expression.

When he was young, the Rock Cave Tribe was just a small tribe with less than a thousand people.

After so many years of development, the tribe finally grew stronger with the support of the True God.

Among them, the huge income brought by hunting elves is indelible.

Thinking of this, Jushan's expression gradually became solemn.

If something goes wrong with the Elf Forest, it will also be a heavy blow to the cave tribe.

A deep sigh was heard, and a dark cloud brushed across his eyebrows.

"Call Black Stone over."

He ordered to his subordinates.

Soon, a strong orc came to the giant mountain.

He has an iron tower-like body, nearly two meters tall; his big bald head, his fangs were exposed outside, and his expression was fierce.

Black Stone, a warrior who is as famous as the cave tribe and the missing rock, has the strength of the top Black Iron!

"Black Stone, I've seen the Chief Priest."

He came to the front of the giant mountain and knelt down respectfully.

Jushan glanced at him and nodded secretly:

"Get up."

After receiving the instructions from Giant Mountain, Black Stone stood up from the ground and stood aside without saying a word.

Giant Mountain was extremely satisfied with Black Stone's respect.

He thought for a while and said:

"Black Stone, you are one of the most powerful warriors in the tribe. This time, I have a mission to tell you to do..."

"You bring a team of warriors in the middle of the black iron, plus a priest, take the best equipment in the tribe, go to the tribe's stronghold in the Elf Forest, and organize people to explore the ruins of Feilencui!"

Halfway through, he stopped again, thought for a while, took out a piece of bone from his arms and handed it to Hei Shi:

"This is a holy object in the clan, which can inspire the power of God the Father, and can perform powerful magic at critical moments. In addition... it also has the power to purify the undead!"

"This time, you may meet the God of Death, so if you are in danger, return immediately and give up the stronghold at the critical moment..."

"in addition……"

Jushan's expression flashed and he said seriously:

"If you encounter a strange elf, you must find a way to catch one and take it back to the clan..."

"If you do it well, the tribe will have a reward!" Please vote for recommendation! Next week, the category is recommended_(:3"∠)_Thanks Xuan En for the 500 points reward! Thanks to Xiao for the pretentious and 100 points reward with book friends 20171008205708141!
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