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Chapter 314 Aliens from the Continent of Allen Lore (a super chapter of nearly 20000 words)
Every detail of the master fight is very critical.

Any slight mistake may directly lead to defeat.

Zheng Yan didn't feel the pressure at first, but he could truly appreciate the opponent's strength in a real competition.

Yao Yan is worthy of being the swordsman who claims to be the number one swordsman in Chang'an, and his strength is outstanding.

"Good swordsmanship! Facing my battle strength of Ten Thousand Swords Unity, it is not affected at all. It is really amazing."

This time Zheng Yan was truly convinced.

"I admit that my swordsmanship is not as good as yours, but this time I was also ordered to come here, so can you save face and give me some news. As long as you are willing to tell me the news, I will leave immediately."

"What news do you want to hear?"

"It's very simple. Is the head of the mountain still in Haoran Academy?"

"of course."

Yao Yan said calmly.

"Really?"

"Do you think it's necessary for me to lie to you?"

Yao Yan chuckled: "You don't even need the head of the mountain to deal with you, just me. What's the use of asking if the head of the mountain is there? Could it be that you think you can see the head of the mountain?"

Yao Yan's words were not very hurtful but extremely insulting.

At least Zheng Yan turned red when he heard it.

Good guy, as expected of a guy who has been in the academy for several days, he has also acquired the bad habits of many scholars, he likes to spray on everything, and he can't stop once he sprays.

It's really chilling.

"Why do you have to be so mean? I've already understood what you said. I'm leaving now, sorry to bother you."

One thing Zheng Yan is sure of is never to provoke a practitioner who is stronger than you.

"Farewell!"

"Tsk tsk. He's a sensible kid."

Seeing Zheng Yan walking away, Yao Yan also turned around and returned to the ink wash pool.

"Yao Jianxian is back!"

When Zhao Xun saw Yao Yan coming, he rushed up excitedly.

"How about it, the opponent is not strong?"

"The strength is still quite strong."

Yao Yan smiled wryly and said, "Of course I pretended that he was not my opponent at all. But he is still very strong, and I even suffered internal injuries when I fought against him with the flying sword."

"puff"

After Yao Yan finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his condition was not very good.

Seeing that his face was pale and bloodless, Zhao Xun panicked for a moment.

"Yao Jianxian, let me help you to rest in the house first."

It is extremely difficult for Zhao Xun to help an injured first-rank practitioner to walk.

Because the injured practitioner's true energy will leak out a lot, and the whole body will become heavier, just like a person who is asleep.

"Tsk tsk, Yao Jianxian, you are really heavy."

"Let's say a few words less. If I hadn't shown full momentum, I'm afraid that Zheng Yan would have seen the clues."

Yao Yan said angrily: "It's so difficult to deal with a first-rank. If a super-rank master really comes, it will be fatal."

Yao Yan's words made Zhao Xun's heart sink.

Yes, now it seems that they are not too optimistic?

It’s okay to be optimistic and build confidence.

But it is not good to be overly optimistic, and it is easy to lead to blind self-confidence and despise the opponent.

It is unacceptable to underestimate an opponent, especially in a duel between top practitioners.

"If there is really a super-grade master coming, I am afraid that the third senior brother who pretends to be the head of the mountain will make a move."

Although very reluctant, Yao Yan had to admit that Zhao Xun was right.

This is the last hole card of everyone in the academy, and they must do their best to maintain it.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, you must not easily show this hole card.

Soon the Bamboo Forest Sword Immortal Yao Yan was helped by Zhao Xun to the bamboo building.

Yao Yan sat cross-legged on the bed and began to use his true energy to heal his injuries.

Practitioners who are as strong as the first rank must also send infuriating energy to repair it immediately after being injured.

Damage at this stage is repairable.

But once irreversible damage occurs, it will be troublesome.

"Yao Jianxian, you heal your wounds first, I'll call the other senior brothers and sisters."

After Zhao Xun finished speaking, he rushed out vigorously.

"tsk tsk"

Third Senior Brother Long Qingquan couldn't help being surprised after hearing Zhao Xun's narration.

"This Zheng Yan has never been heard of before."

"Unexpectedly, such a person who knows nothing about his life is a first-tier strength, and the palace is really unfathomable."

Zhao Xun said helplessly, "I didn't expect Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the imperial palace."

"Originally, I thought that Zheng Jie was the only super master who needed to be afraid. But now it seems that it is far from the case."

"If Zheng Jie is the only one who is a master, he will definitely not dare to leave the side of Emperor Xianlong. But with this Zheng Yan, Zheng Jie can leave in a short time."

"Although Zheng Yan didn't get any advantage, it would be completely different if Zheng Jie was replaced."

The strength of the practitioner directly determines the result of the duel. The super-rank master is a dimension-reducing blow to the first-rank, and there is basically no other result for a complete victory.

"So what we have to consider now is not only the threat from the high priest of the Demon Sect and the group of black wizards, but also the threat from the old eunuch Zheng Jie."

And now Yao Yan, the Bamboo Forest Sword Immortal, is still injured, and he is the highest practitioner among them!
This is really a house leak and it rains overnight!

Of course, now they can hope that Zheng Yan didn't see the clues.

As long as Zheng Yan gives Zheng Jie wrong information, Zheng Jie will make a wrong judgment.

At this point, they can only gamble.

The current situation is very unfavorable to the Academy.

But everyone in the academy can't panic.

If they panic, then everything is useless.

But if they can hang on, they might be able to pull through.

"No matter what, let's go and see Yao Yan, the Bamboo Forest Sword Immortal."

"it is good!"

In the bamboo building, Yao Yan, the Bamboo Forest Sword Immortal, had basically recovered after taking a few breaths.

Although his state has been affected to a certain extent, at least he will not fall.

That was enough for him.

"Yao Jianxian, how are you feeling?"

Zhao Xun immediately stepped forward and asked with concern.

"It's almost recovered."

Yao Yan smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your concern."

"Hey, it's thanks to you that we defeated a strong enemy this time. I just hope they won't fight each other again."

Today's third senior brother looks like a mountain leader in every gesture, so that Zhao Xun and others are very uncomfortable seeing it.

"Don't think about anything else these days, take good care of yourself first."

"Ah."

"If the high priest of the Demon Sect comes at this time, it will be really troublesome. Let's try to delay it as much as possible. If we can't wait, we will break through together."

Combining to break through is the last step of necessity, and they will not take this step until the last moment.

Because once this trick is played, they will no longer have any hole cards.

After the nodules between the portals of darkness were opened, countless creatures that originally originated from the continent of Alan Lore began to migrate through this passage.

Among them are legendary dragons, tortoise shell beasts, half-orcs, and even dwarves, gnomes, elves, werewolves.
These creatures that do not belong to this world at all have to start migrating in order to survive.

Because their living space has been severely squeezed in the original Allen Lore continent.

Involution is too serious, and involution happens all the time.

Almost everyone knows that in order to survive in a real sense they must change to a different world, a world that is completely different from the previous world.

Turns out they found their way.

As long as they continue along this seemingly dark road, they will eventually have a chance to reach a brand new world.

In that world they can do anything.

In order to achieve this goal, it doesn't matter how hard the journey is.

Migration is definitely hard work, but as long as the goal can be achieved, everything is worth it.

The black wizards have already paved the way for them in advance, they just need to walk down this road unswervingly.

"I sense it, the creatures in our world are passing through the passage between the two dark doors, I can sense it!"

Augustine clenched his fists excitedly.

It's a good start for him.

As long as they can attract the creatures from that world, they will eventually be able to occupy this magical continent.

"Very well, this is indeed a good start."

Francis nodded in agreement.

"I can't wait to see the dragon flap its wings and fly under this sky."

"Dragon soars, orcs and trolls carnival, elves dance with werewolves under the moonlight, this is really a good thing."

"It's not easy, it's not easy. We have made so much effort, and now it has finally come true."

"The continent of Allen Lore is beautiful, but it's a pity that the capacity is limited. It is no longer possible to accommodate enough creatures there. It would be a good choice for them to migrate here and make this their home."

"Yes, our ultimate goal is to rule the world and let everyone crawl under our feet."

"Yes, we are the most noble existence, and these lowly untouchables are only worthy of being driven by us as cattle and horses."

Seeing that the black wizards suddenly became agitated, the High Priest of the Demon Sect frowned and said, "Don't rush to discuss these matters, our top priority is to rush to Zhongnan Mountain to get rid of the head of the mountain. As long as the head of the mountain exists for a day, We just can't do what we want for a day. He is our biggest opponent in this world."

"I know, I know, I've heard you talking there for a long time."

The black wizard Augustine waved his hands impatiently and said: "The head of the mountain, the head of the mountain, what kind of supernatural power does this head of the mountain have that makes you so afraid. Let me tell you the truth, in our eyes, the head of the mountain is not worth mentioning." .”

"Let's talk about it after winning first."

The High Priest of the Mozong spread his hands helplessly and said, "After all, the head of the mountain is fighting at home, so we are still under a lot of pressure."

"I'm afraid, are you afraid? Have you forgotten that this mountain chief is our defeated general?"

Augustine snorted coldly with disdain and said, "Could it be that you were taught a lesson by the head of the mountain before?"

"."

The High Priest of the Mozong quickly vetoed: "No, how could I be defeated by the head of the mountain. In fact, the strength of the two of us is about the same, and neither is much stronger than the other."

"But with you guys on board it's a completely different situation."

The high priest of the Demon Sect swallowed a mouthful of spit and said: "We are superior in numbers, even if the head of the mountain has the ability to reach the sky, there is nothing we can do. But we really can't give the head of the mountain a chance to breathe. I am afraid that he will realize the breakthrough after this battle. , The realm has improved again. If this is the case, the situation will be completely different when we fight again."

The strength of the two sides in the duel will also be different in different situations.

While they are dominant at this point, things can change over time.

"Late makes changes. We should stop procrastinating."

"Isn't your teleportation technique working? Why do you have to make us travel so hard?"

"It's a long story. I could use the teleportation technique, but you are not from this world, so you can't step into the teleportation formation. So we can only hurry."

Fortunately, the Demon Sect and the Black Wizard share the same origin, so he can understand each other's words.

Otherwise, if there is a language barrier, some people will really suffer.

Even so, the High Priest of the Demon Sect could still feel the communication barrier.

This is not from language, but from logic.

Their underlying thinking logic is completely different, so even if the literal meaning of the words has been expressed clearly, it will still make people feel confused.

"Well, then hurry up. Try to reach Zhongnan Mountain as soon as possible, and understand your inner demons."

The Zichen Hall of Daming Palace.

Internal servant Zheng Jie knelt in front of Emperor Xianlong.

"That is the case, Your Majesty."

Zheng Jie said in a deep voice: "Zheng Yan went to test it before, but he didn't even enter the mountain gate. The one blocking the way is the Bamboo Forest Sword Immortal Yao Yan, a first-rank practitioner."

Emperor Xianlong frowned and said, "If I remember correctly, isn't Zheng Yan also a first-rank? Since both parties are first-rank, why isn't he Yao Yan's opponent?"

"This"

Zheng Jie was very embarrassed.

"Your Majesty, although both parties are first-rank, there are gaps between first-ranks. Some people are in the upper realm of first-rank, some are in the middle of first-rank, and some are in the lower realm of first-rank."

Zheng Jie patiently explained: "If the slave girl is not mistaken, that Yao Yan should be at the upper level of the first rank, and he is only one step away from stepping into the super level. It is only natural that Zheng Yan is at the middle level of the first rank and not his opponent. "

"I see."

Emperor Xianlong nodded and said: "Big companion, I will understand when you say that."

"It's just that it can't be seen whether the head of the mountain is in the academy."

Emperor Xianlong kept tapping his fingers.

"The mountain is long and avoids seeing it, which makes me suspicious."

"Your Majesty may really not be hiding from the mountain."

Zheng Jie smiled wryly and said, "Based on the servant's understanding of the head of the mountain, the head of the mountain values ​​the so-called fame and qualifications the most. With his status, he naturally wouldn't attack a junior, which would easily cause people to gossip. So the head of the mountain will let the temporary Yao Yan, the Bamboo Forest Sword Immortal who lives in the Haoran Academy, made the move. With Yao Yan's seniority and status, it is a perfect matchup with Zheng Yan."

"Then what does Big Companion mean to forget about it for now?"

Emperor Xianlong asked somewhat unwillingly.

"It can only be counted for the time being."

Zheng Jie knew that at this time he must not let Emperor Xianlong's temper mess around, he must be tough when he should be tough, otherwise if Emperor Xianlong really got things out of hand, even Zheng Jie would not be able to save him.

On a piece of wilderness, Odysseyka, the patriarch of the elves, looked at the village not far away, feeling very excited.

"Through the long night we finally came to this world."

"It is the gods who are protecting us and giving us guidance."

"It's the gods who are helping us!"

"The goddess of the moon has appeared, what should we do now?"

All eyes were on Odysseyka.

As the patriarch of the elves, Odysseyka stared into the distance with a serious expression.

"Continue to go south. According to legend, the center of this world is a place called Chang'an. It is rich and prosperous, and it is a paradise on earth. It looks like Luoyue City, the Elven Valley before it was polluted."

"Really? Is it the same as Luoyue City before it was polluted?"

"Yes, it is said that Chang'an is a city of thousands of cities. People from all countries and races gather here. They live together and enjoy the convenience and protection brought by the city of Chang'an."

When Odysseyka mentioned Chang'an, his eyes lit up, full of envy.

"Ah, then we must get here quickly, and we must not fall behind."

"Yes, after the door is opened, not only our people will travel through the void to come here, but people from other tribes will also go there without hesitation."

"For orcs, trolls, demons and undead will definitely come, as well as dwarves and dragons, they will not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

It is not an exaggeration to describe this opportunity as once in a thousand years. There is no so-called definite number for the opening of the door of darkness.

In the dark, it will not be realized until all the wizards on both sides gather.

And no one knows when the door will close.

While this door is still open, almost everyone in the Allen Lore continent will do their best to transfer.

The Allen Lore Continent was originally a paradise where people lived and worked in peace and contentment with fertile water and grass.

But then the devil polluted here.

Since the devil's eye hangs high in the air, everyone can feel the cramped atmosphere in the air.

The habitats of almost all races have been polluted, except for a very small number of city-states that have not been affected, and almost all tribes have felt the huge impact.

Either choose to live, or choose to resist.

But those ethnic tribes who chose to resist were retaliated and suppressed by the demons.

After the demon clan and the undead clan reached an alliance, they were the masters of Alan Lore.

Not to mention the elves, even the human race with the most powerful witchcraft and the dwarves with the most powerful guns can't resist the rule of demons and undead.

"Are trolls and orcs still vacillating now?"

"Maybe, who knows. These two tribes have always been a bit confusing and unpredictable."

"We thought at first that trolls and orcs would not hesitate to throw themselves into the arms of demons and undead, but in the end we found that they were still tough."

"Tsk tsk."

"No matter what, we only need to be responsible to our own tribe. As for the affairs of other tribes, we should not care about them."

"Well, let's march south as fast as possible to make sure we can reach Chang'an as soon as possible."

Jaylin, the leader of the dwarves, was ecstatically looking at the field not far away with a binoculars.

For him it was the first time in his life that he had walked out of the castle on the long fields.

This feeling is really amazing.

Due to their height, dwarves are often bullied by other races, so that they have to build very strong castles to shelter their clansmen.

They built the castle on top of the mountain and tried their best to resist foreign enemies.

The enemies will do whatever it takes to take control of the castle.

But the muskets of the dwarves were not vegetarian.

A single salvo can bring down the strongest warriors.

Even the rough and thick skin of the half-orc can't resist the power of the musket.

Guns and artillery are the core of dwarves' survival.

"Hope we are the first tribe to set foot in this mysterious world."

Jelin felt his heart surge for a moment.

If everything goes well, they can arrive in Chang'an City in half a month or a month.

"It is said that Chang'an City is several times larger than our castle, and two million people can live there."

"200 people?"

"There are so many?"

"Yes, two million is a lot, but not just one race, but many races."

"Can they gather together in peace?"

"I also think it's amazing, but it seems to be the case."

Jielin sighed and said, "I really want to see with my own eyes what kind of magical power Chang'an City has, which can accommodate so many people at the same time."

"But will they accept us?"

"Why not?"

"Since they can accommodate people of other races, why not accept us?"

"I hope so. It's just that there are many variables in some things."

"If it doesn't work, we can share some muskets as a gift."

"Yes, these muskets are extremely magical to the humans in this world. It is said that they still use primitive bows and arrows to hunt."

"Bows and arrows? That's too backward, right? How could they use such backward things?"

"Don't know. But it does seem to be true."

"Tsk tsk, then we should be very popular, right? It's just like we formed an alliance with the human race when we were in the continent of Alan Lore. Even if the human race there knows magic, they are willing to form an alliance with us, because forming an alliance with us means that we can Master the most advanced firearms. No one can resist the temptation."

"Yeah, the human race here is so backward, they must not be able to refuse our invitation to form an alliance."

"But these human races are so weak, how can they defend this big city?"

"That's not known, and it's not something we need to consider."

Jielin stroked his black beard that looked like a bristle, and smiled like a child: "We just need to rush to Chang'an as soon as possible, and show the people there that we are the strongest ally. I believe they will choose to accept us." .”

"Yes, we must be quick, and we must not procrastinate, because it is very likely that other tribes are also approaching Chang'an City. If we fall behind, it would be bad if others seized the opportunity."

"Okay, pass on the order to let all the clansmen speed up their pace and arrive in Chang'an as quickly as possible!"

Lauren rode a black-winged dragon soaring high in the sky.

The wind brushed across his cheeks, just like the feeling of a knife on his face.

Lauren took a big gulp of air, greedily like a child.

Well, the air here is really sweet, completely different from the air polluted by the devil's eye in the Ellen Lore continent.

The air there is full of rancid smell, and just taking a breath will make people feel sick and vomit.

Of course, the Alan Lore continent was not like this at the beginning.

At the beginning, Ellen Lore was as clean and pure as this world.

Although there will be conflicts between the various tribes, that kind of conflict is not the one that is endless. Basically, the fight will cease to a certain extent.

Then the two sides sent representatives to negotiate a peace.

The process of negotiating peace naturally involved wrangling, but in the end a consensus could still be reached.

But then with the invasion of demons and undead, everything changed.

A demon eye hangs high in the sky and changes everything.

Anyone who looks at the devil's eye will be polluted regardless of race, gender, high or low.

After being polluted, people become servants of the devil.

Demons and undead rely on this magic to continuously erode and devour the territories of other races.

"Perhaps when God closes a door for you, he also opens a window for you, right?"

The name of the black-winged dragon was Laika, and Lauren put his head near Laika's head, feeling Laika's loud grunt.

"Snoring."

The black-winged dragon snored excitedly, which was a way he used to express his friendliness.

Just like big cats.

"You think so too, right? Just when we couldn't see hope, the door of darkness opened."

As the only remaining blood of the Dragon Clan, Lauren shoulders the heavy responsibility of leading the Dragon Clan to revival.

this point is very important.

The dragon race is such a great race, but it has declined due to various reasons.

But this is not the fault of the dragon clan, but the responsibility of the demons and undead.

After the demons and undead invaded the continent of Allen Lore, the Dragon Clan was the most staunch resister.

Staunch resistance means great sacrifice.

In the process of resisting the invasion of demons and undead, the dragon clan lost more than half of their clansmen, including nearly a hundred dragons.

Such a great sacrifice did not return the respect of others.

Everyone, including humans, dwarves, and elves, took this for granted.

But there is nothing natural in this world.

Even if the sky falls, it should be tall, and it should be that the giants have paid a lot. What does it have to do with their dragon clan?
The unreserved efforts of their Dragon Clan ended up with the cold stares of a group of white-eyed wolves.

This really made Lauren feel extremely angry.

Of course that's all over now.

They came to a brand new world, which was very bright and fresh, and made Lauren feel the long-lost pleasure.

This kind of pleasure makes people so comfortable that they forget all the unhappiness in the past.

Of course, the dragon clan is now facing a problem, that is, the number of giant dragons is somewhat small.

This is the result of shopping with demons and undead clans, and it will definitely take a while to recover.

Lauren estimated that it would take at least a few decades to restore the Dragon Clan to its former glory.

But he can afford to wait.

He's still young and has plenty of time.

Moreover, the dragon blood has a much longer life expectancy than ordinary humans, and it is not uncommon to live to more than 100 years old.

Lauren firmly believed that he would be able to see that day, and he would be able to see the revival of the Dragon Clan.

At that time, there will be dragons everywhere under the sky, and there will be dragon lairs on the top of the mountain.

Dragons will be the masters of this world, maintaining the order of this world.

Troll Chief Harnek didn't think it was a good time to arrive in the New World.

Because before them, many ethnic tribes have already arrived in this new world one step ahead of them.

Arriving one step sooner means they can get a head start.

After seizing the opportunity, there are many things you can do, such as forming an alliance with people in this world in advance.

"The world today is completely different from the world we live in."

Harnik murmured to himself.

"There is a sense of freshness in this world, and there is a taste of barbarism in the freshness."

This feeling makes people feel very excited.

"It is said that the distant city of Chang'an is full of gold, and no alchemist would go there. Because their craftsmanship doesn't play any role there. No one cares about their special skill of turning stone into gold, because they can knock stones into gold at random. The next tile will be gold."

Harnik still remembers the shock he felt when he first saw this description of the city of Chang'an in an ancient parchment scroll.

The shock was hard to describe in words.

It was so shocking.

It is difficult for anyone to control the greed in their hearts, because greed is the nature of all people.

Even the trolls are no exception.

In this case, the race that arrived in Chang'an first could indeed take the lead.

Even if Chang'an City is full of gold, if everyone scrapes off a layer, there will be a day when it will be scraped clean.

"Speed ​​up, let the clansmen speed up. You must not hesitate at this time."

Harnik is well aware that first comers take all.

Now that the trolls are falling behind, they must redouble their efforts to catch up.

Harnik could smell elves and dwarves in the air.

Even the breath of the Dragon Race is so obvious.

The smell of these three races is engraved in the bones and blood of all trolls, and they can be understood on the spot as long as they smell it.

"Others are fine, we must arrive in Chang'an before the orcs."

Harnik kept cheering himself up.

Because he knew that half-orcs were more greedy than trolls.

Anything that is targeted by the orcs will definitely be taken by them.

It's just a matter of time.

So the trolls are now in a race against time.

If they fall behind, the consequences are dire.

So much wealth can never be easily given up.

These gold and silver are related to the revival of the troll clan.

The trolls have been in decline for so long that not even the most powerful priests remember the glory of their ancestors.

So what Harnik has to do is to do everything possible to make the trolls ignite their blood.

It is obviously impossible to revive the ethnic group by him alone, and must rely on the strength of the entire tribe.

Everyone must work together, and everyone will work together to finally revive the troll clan.

Hanick originally felt that there was no prospect, but after he came to the new world, he felt that the opportunity had come.

This time he must firmly seize the opportunity and never let the opportunity slip away from his hands.

The half-orc chief Jota looked at the wasteland with a solemn expression.

In the world they live in, the habitat is such an endless wasteland.

After they worked hard to travel through the void space, they found that they were still in such a wasteland.

So much so that Ruota even doubted whether he had come to the new world.

Or is everything the black wizard said a lie?
This so-called new world is not as beautiful and rich as the legend says, but a ruined and barren land?

Could it be that the black wizard said that on purpose?
Is it to exile them completely?
At this moment, Ruota definitely has reason to doubt.

After all, the black wizard is a descendant of the human race. Although he has separated from the human race to a certain extent, blood is thicker than water, breaking bones and tendons.

Jota doesn't believe that they can really break away from contact.

For a long time, half-orcs have been disliked by other races because of their fierce appearance.

People of other races will stay away from half-orcs when they see them.

Over time, almost everyone became hostile to the orc tribe.

But in fact, in Jota's view, they are not as barbaric as people describe.

Half-orcs live in the wilderness, and the living conditions are very difficult, so they may catch animals to eat.

But even for hunting, half-orcs will try their best to roast the animals with fire.

Ru Mao drinking blood?

This is simply the greatest slander.

The ancestors of the half-orcs may have eaten their prey raw in distant times.

But after thousands of years of evolution, they are no longer that kind of blood-drinking race.

The prey roasted with fire and seasonings are more delicious, and no one can put it down after tasting it.

Now that I have tasted something more fragrant, I can't go back.

Orcs are not stupid, how could they give up food for the so-called tradition?
What's more, raw meat is not delicious, and it is only when there is no other way to make ends meet.

Once they have tasted the taste of cooked meat, no one will want to taste raw meat, even if it is only a bite.

And if half-orcs can have a more pleasant habitat, they will improve their eating habits and adjust their diet more reasonably.

Perhaps in the future they will not eat roast meat, but will try the food of humans, dwarves and even elves.

Jota has always believed that Orcs are a very open tribe.

The reason why they have not been accepted is because all people have stereotypes.

They imagined the orcs to be savages, but in fact they hadn't even had a good encounter with the orcs at all.

It's not fair to the orcs.

Half-orcs have the power to contact more people and a wider world.

So when the black wizard announced that through the portal of darkness, he could come to a brand new world, where people had never seen half-orcs and would not hold prejudice against them, Ruota decided without hesitation to send his people through the portal of darkness. Migrate to this world.

But it turns out he was wrong.

This incident seems to be a conspiracy through and through.

The black wizards are colluding with the human race and other races. They just want to completely exile the half-orcs so that the half-orcs will no longer threaten their safety.

Ruota found that this was a barren land that was so desolate that it couldn't be more desolate, and there was no human habitation at all.

In this case, not to mention improving living conditions, it makes all the difference whether they can return to their original living conditions.

The half-orc chief with thousands of tribesmen was under tremendous pressure at the moment.

He knew very well that if there was no food, the whole tribe would probably fall apart.

This is not a joke.

You must know that half-orcs eat far more than humans and ordinary dwarves and elves.

Not even their distant relatives, the trolls, can eat as much as the orcs.

Jota felt desperate.

So many people, so many mouths.

The pressure was on him all of a sudden.

Jota felt betrayed.

Not to mention how uncomfortable this feeling is.

"Chief, what should we do now? Looking around, there is no human habitation at all."

"Zakarina, use your abilities to see if there are any signs of life around here."

Like other races, half-orc races also have abilities unique to them.

The biggest feature of the ability is that it can sense all signs of life within a radius of a hundred miles.

Whether it is a human or an animal, as long as there are signs of life, it will be sensed.

Zacharina nodded and complied.

Ruota is the chieftain of the half-orcs, the most prestigious existence in the entire group.

Although they are in a difficult situation right now, everyone still chooses to believe in Jota.

Because they are a whole, everything must not be excluded at this time, especially the leader.

Zacharina spoke half-beast language, and then she took out an extremely sharp dagger, and quickly cut a hole in her palm.

Blood flowed out from the mouth.

Zacharina dripped the blood directly onto the ground.

Blood instantly stained the ground red.

But as Zacharina chanted the spell, the blood did not seep underground, but flowed all the way south.

"South, there are signs of life in the south!"

Zakarina was in ecstasy and reported to Ruotahui.

"good very good."

Jota is also very excited.

For them, this is excellent news.

As long as enough prey can be found, the group can continue.

"We continue to go south, we must catch enough prey for the tribe to eat."

Since they didn't bring much food when they traveled through the Dark Portal, the half-orc tribe was already feeling hungry.

Their top priority now is to fill their stomachs quickly.

As for other things, let's talk about it later.

"The chief has an order, march at full speed, all the way south."

"Let's go all the way south, don't hesitate, don't stagnate, don't look back."

All the half-orc cronies cheered loudly.

They adopted the most primitive way of word of mouth.

They believe that as long as everyone can work together, they will be able to find prey and hunt it.

There must be no panic at this time.

A moment's absence is fatal.

There has always been a game between prey and hunter.

In order not to be hunted, the prey will camouflage itself as much as possible and run quickly.

When faced with hunting, they will even choose to give it a go.

And hunters can even follow them for days in order to hunt their prey.

They hunted prey not for fun, but simply to fill their stomachs.

So do half-orcs.

As hunters, they never kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Only when the tribe needs food will they turn on hunting mode.

Hunting is tough and can sometimes be a dilemma.

But they have no choice.

In order to survive, they can only hunt tenaciously.

This time, too, south, all the way south.

Capture enough prey and they will survive.

"In the name of the gods, I swear to the sky that I have never betrayed you."

Baron Goose knelt at Prince Harry Portesman's feet and kissed his boots.

"I have always been your most loyal servant, serving you until death."

"Okay, don't say these useless words, get up first and then talk."

Harry Botsman frowned and glanced at Baron Goose.

As the crown prince of Casper Kingdom, the most powerful kingdom recognized by the Terran Alliance, Harry Portsman could have explored the new world without leading a team through the Dark Portal.

But the education he received since he was a child, the so-called chivalry told him that he must be unswervingly at the forefront of the team.

Although he is an aristocrat and has a distinguished status, Harry Portsman can't be a shrinking turtle, he only dares to hide behind his subjects and yell.

This is not the behavior that a real nobleman should have.

He decided to embody the courage and determination of Crown Prince Kasper, and show his subjects how powerful he is.

But things seem to be very different from what he imagined.

Harry Botsman never thought that they would arrive at such a place after passing through the Dark Portal.

This is a jungle with very dense trees.

Everywhere you looked, there were fir trees everywhere.

The trees had apparently been growing for many years, probably hundreds of years.

It can be roughly inferred from the encirclement and annual rings of trees.

And fir trees only grow in cold climates.

From these details, Crown Prince Harry Portsman can tell that they are in the north at the moment.

"It's so cold."

Prince Harry Botsman let out a breath, and the breath immediately condensed into frost in the air.

Although he was wearing a full leather suit, he still felt very cold.

Not to mention those ordinary soldiers.

Soldiers of the Royal Guard wear red and blue striped dresses.

Although this thing looks good, but the practicality is really poor.

Almost all of them were convinced that if they couldn't get out of the forest soon, the best way was to fetch some dead branches and make a fire to keep them warm.

Prince Harry Portesman apparently thinks so too.

He wasn't arrogant enough to think he could ignore all soldiers.

"Send down the order to set up camp right there. Tell everyone to bring some dead branches to make a fire to keep warm. I'm afraid we will have to camp in the forest tonight. In addition, ask the soldiers to take turns to stand guard to prevent wild animals or enemies from attacking."

In fact, Prince Harry Portesman's main concern is the beast.

Because in his view, such a desolate place, let alone an enemy, even a hunter might not be able to see it.

Prince Harry Botsman has a good understanding of the climate of this generation because he often goes hunting in the north.

He knew very well that the key to surviving in such a fir forest was to report to the group for warmth, and he must not let himself suffer from hypothermia.

Because once hypothermia occurs, there is basically no way to recover.

People will also quickly have hallucinations, and finally freeze to death in the wilderness.

"This damned dark wizard, if this is the case, I should make more preparations."

Harry Postman does have reason to complain.

Originally, the dark wizard told him that as long as he passed through the Dark Portal, he would see a golden field.

Wheat as high as a person is planted in the field.

When the breeze blows, the wheat will flutter and sway with the breeze, not to mention how beautiful it is.

But in fact?
The first thing they saw through the Dark Portal was the gray fir grove.

What is the difference between this place and the northern border of the Alan Lore continent?

Harry Postman couldn't believe his eyes.

If that's the case, what's the fuss about him? Wouldn't it be nice to stay in the continent of Erenlore honestly and in the Kingdom of Casper?

As a result, he has come and suffered now, but he has not received the benefits he should have received, and Prince Harry Portsman feels that he has suffered a blood loss.

But already like this, he can only bite the bullet and hold on.

After all, in order to maintain his image, he must not be discouraged at this time.

There is not only him as a prince in the Casper Kingdom, but he also has three younger brothers, all of whom have the right to inherit the throne.

Prince Harry Portsman must show his heroism as much as possible, because only such a person is worthy of inheriting the throne and becoming the king of the Casper Kingdom.

Of course, these are all things for the future, the immediate priority is to keep warm and fill the stomach.

Prince Harry Portesman's stomach had already started to growl uncontrollably.

This made him feel a little unbelievable.

One must know that he had just had a hearty lunch before passing through the portal of darkness.

The staple food for lunch is a roasted potato, a roasted squab, a pudding pie, and a big bowl of creamy mushroom soup.

Prince Harry Botsman didn't stop eating until his belly was round and he couldn't eat anything.

His digestion ability is also very good, less than half a day has passed, and he started to be hungry?
Of course, his belly doesn't lie.

His growling stomach told him that it was time to eat.

But in this wilderness, what delicious food is there?
Harry Botsman is already hopeless.

Forget it, eat whatever you can.

In this fir forest, the animal that can be encountered the most is probably the hare. Although the taste of roasted rabbit meat is incomparable with that of roasted squab, it is already something that Prince Harry Portsman can think of under such harsh conditions. The best thing ever.

Sure enough, Baron Goos soon trotted all the way towards Prince Harry Botsman, holding a hare in his hand.

"Your Highness, I caught a wild rabbit. Look at how fat this rabbit is. It's just roasted for you."

Prince Harry Portesman swallowed instinctively.

Of course he knew it was a very indecent move, but he couldn't control his body.

He was so hungry.

"What are you waiting for, it's ready to bake soon."

Facing Prince Harry Portesman's urging, Baron Goose said with a smile on his face, "Okay, I'll bake it now."

The bonfire had already been set up, and Baron Guos neatly strung the hare onto a wooden stick.

At this time, I can't care about skinning.

Roasted like this, the burnt aroma emitted by the hare is enough to lure away the soul of a person.

Prince Harry Portsman is already hungry.

He overcame his instinctive desires and tried his best to make his inside look dignified and graceful.

But his growling stomach ruined all his efforts.

After roasting for a long time, Baron Guos took off the roasted hare, tore off a piece of browned meat and sent it to Prince Harry Botsman.

Prince Harry Portsman was also polite, took the meat strips and stuffed them into his mouth and began to chew.

"It's really fragrant. The smell of this wild rabbit is really too fragrant. I never thought that the smell of wild rabbits can be so fragrant."

Harry Botsman chewed and swallowed the meat strip in one bite, and then tore off a whole piece of meat strip from the hare and began to chew hard.

"Tsk tsk, this tastes really good."

In this way, the roasted rabbit meat was torn off one by one, and finally Prince Harry Potsman ate most of the rabbit, leaving only some remnants of the rabbit meat to Baron Goose.

"These rewards are for you."

Baron Guos was already drooling greedily, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

Seeing that Prince Harry Botsman offered the favor, he immediately agreed with gratitude, and then ate the remaining half of the rabbit.

After eating and drinking enough, the two hid in the tent that had been set up.

Prince Harry Portesman's camp is still huge.After the two got in, they still felt very spacious.

"Your Highness, we may have to rest in this fir forest tonight. But it doesn't matter, we can find a way out tomorrow morning."

Baron Guos has recovered a lot of vitality at this moment, he said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, I believe that the dark wizard can't deceive you deliberately, there must be something wrong in it, which brought us here in Niaobula A shitty place. But I'm sure it's going to be all right. Tomorrow the sun will rise and we'll be out of the woods."

Baron Goose is very good at contemplating people's hearts. He has been with Prince Harry Portsman since he was a child, and he is the companion of His Royal Highness, so he has a very good understanding of Harry Portsman's temper.

What Harry Botsman was thinking at the moment, Guos knew clearly.

"Well, that's good. As long as you can get out of this ghost place, everything is easy to talk about."

At this moment, there were no outsiders in the tent, and Prince Harry Portesman no longer needed to hide his image.

It's exhausting to hide your image in front of people, even for a veteran like Prince Harry Portsman, it's a huge drain.

Now turned into an "ordinary ordinary person" in the tent, Prince Harry Portsman can relax as much as possible.

"Do you think Chang'an City will really be as prosperous as the black wizard said?"

Originally, Prince Harry Portsman was convinced of this.

But after experiencing this trip to the Black Forest, he began to have doubts about it.

His skepticism was entirely justified.

At least from the current point of view, the so-called prosperous Chang'an City seems out of reach.

Who knows, neither do I!

This is the most real thought of Baron Guos at the moment.

But of course he couldn't express his true psychological thoughts, because judging from the current situation, Prince Harry Portsman was still angry.

Although the hare calmed him down a lot, no one knew when His Royal Highness would get mad.

"This city should be very prosperous."

Although he has never seen Chang'an, Baron Guos has also heard the description of this city by the black wizard.

Even a well-informed dark wizard is full of praise when he mentions this city.

This made Baron Guos full of endless fantasies about Chang'an City.

Of course, all this happened before they got lost in this fir forest.

"But we have to find it first!"

Prince Harry Portesman clenched his fists, with a look of resentment flashing in his eyes.

"I thought about it carefully. What the black wizard said may not be all true, but it is not all false. What he said is probably between half truth and half false. Now it seems that he may not only tell us this He said the same thing to many tribes.”

Prince Harry Portesman's words were like a thorn piercing Baron Goose's head.

He only felt a tingling pain, as if he had realized something.

"If that's the case, wouldn't we have all been tricked by him?"

Baron Guos said what was in his heart, but he immediately realized that it was inappropriate to say these words at this point in time.

But the words have already been spoken, and it is absolutely impossible to take them back.

"Yes, I think we've all been played by him. If I'm not mistaken, elves, dwarves, trolls and even half-orcs are probably bewitched by him. Chang'an City may be really prosperous, but there must be The army is stationed. It is not easy for us to obtain Chang'an City. There will be bloody storms, and if we encounter our old opponents, how should we deal with them? Among them are our former allies, current allies, and former allies. The enemy, the current enemy. The relationship is intertwined and complicated, how should we deal with it?"

Prince Harry Portesman shook his head and said: "At first I didn't think so much, but now I understand that this is a game set up by the dark wizard long ago, he tempted us to jump one by one with the benefits we couldn't refuse Go in. By the time we realize something is wrong, we'll just have to bite the bullet and go to the end."

Baron Guus felt that he was indeed a prince who had been trained by a famous teacher since he was a child. His foresight and foresight were truly beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Although Baron Guos also realized where the problem was, he just couldn't tell why.

But Prince Harry Portsman can see it so thoroughly.

This is the gap between the two sides.

"His Royal Highness, then we can only go this way now, right?"

"Of course, what else do you want to do?"

Prince Harry Botsman raised his eyebrows and said, "Should I go back along the Dark Portal? Not to mention whether the Dark Portal is still open, even if it is really open, I can't make such a move." kind of thing."

Prince Harry Portsman shook his head with a wry smile and said, "With my identity, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at me all day long. But if I make a small mistake, it will be infinitely magnified. Some people exaggerate, it will definitely cause an uproar. Let alone something big happened. To tell you the truth, if I go back now, there will definitely be a burst of abuse in the entire Casper Kingdom."

"Uh"

"In that case, Your Royal Highness, let's keep going. This time we have quite a few people, and they are all the most valiant knights in the kingdom. With them guarding you, I believe we will definitely We will win the final victory. As long as we plant the flag of the Casper Kingdom on the top of Chang'an City, His Majesty the King will definitely be proud of you."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Baron Gus slapped Prince Harry Botsman fiercely, which made him ecstatic.

Haoran Academy, Bamboo Forest.

Zhao Xun is still practicing sword skills.

It's just that this time the opposite side lacked a gold medal sparring partner.

Zhulin Sword Immortal was injured in a duel with Zheng Jie's adopted son Zheng Yan a few days ago. Although the injury is not too serious, it still needs to recover for a while to be safe.

Zhao Xun didn't dare to ask Yao Yan to continue to be his training partner at this time.

In case the wound was affected and opened, Zhao Xun would not be able to bear the blame.

Of course, you can practice without a sparring partner.

Eight out of ten points for martial arts cultivation is due to oneself, and only [-] points are due to expert advice.

Eating small stoves will improve quickly, but if you don't work hard, it won't help.

Zhao Xun is just such a top-level workaholic.

When he was still in the Yamen of bad people, Zhao Xun lived and boarded in the Yamen.

Good guy, that feeling is really exciting.

Well, work makes me happy, work makes me forge ahead, really happy.

Fortunately, now that Zhao Xun dismissed Emperor Xianlong, he waved his big hand to indicate that I will not serve you anymore.

This feeling is still very cool.

How cool is it?
It's like throwing the resignation letter on the boss's face when resigning, and watching the boss's face turn ashen as a pig's liver.

Please experience it yourself.

Of course, these are all past tense.

Today's Zhao Xun completely relies on the academy, and regards the improvement of martial arts as the most important thing in life.

With such an important pursuit, it is natural not to slack off.

After breaking through to the fourth rank one after another, Zhao Xun has encountered a big bottleneck.

Although he had practiced against Yao Yan, the Bamboo Forest Sword Immortal, for a long time, he still hadn't found that point.

Martial arts cultivation is sometimes quite mysterious.

Sometimes you can break through the situation by observing the bamboo, and sometimes it is useless to fight the enemy for [-] rounds.

Really look at the status and see if you can find that point.

"Junior brother, it's time for dinner. Don't practice sword skills anymore. You really have to practice after dinner. Don't be too hard on yourself."

The second senior sister Liu Yingying put her hands on her hips and launched the "Hedong Lion's Roar" magic skill.

This voice is so good, it can be heard across a bamboo forest!
Although Zhao Xun couldn't see the Second Senior Sister at the moment, he could imagine the image of the Second Senior Sister at the moment.

This lovely couple is really interesting.
Zhao Xun hurriedly walked towards the bamboo building.

"Second Senior Sister, what are you eating today?"

"You ask me? Junior brother, didn't you give us the recipe of Malatang? Senior sister, I have been researching these days, and now I have achieved something. I will ask you to try it today."

"Uh"

Zhao Xun felt a lot of pressure for a while.

Second senior sister's culinary skills have never been very good, she can be said to be the originator of dark cuisine.

Although Zhao Xun has already told the brothers and sisters how to do Malatang, but can the brothers and sisters really understand?

Zhao Xun felt unsure.

If anything goes wrong, it will be Zhao Xun's mouth and stomach that will suffer.

"Second Senior Sister, do you really want to try the dishes?"

"Of course, junior brother, look at your reluctance, is your second senior sister's cooking skills so bad?"

Seeing the second senior sister's eyes staring at him, Zhao Xun panicked.

He quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no."

Zhao Xun swallowed a mouthful of foam and said: "Of course not, but Second Senior Sister, I think we still have to clarify one point, can I just take a bite and taste it?"

"What do you mean, little brother, if you do this again, I won't be happy."

The second senior sister made the classic pose with her hands on her hips again, this time, she really scared Zhao Xun.

"No, no, that's not what I meant. I'll taste it, I'll taste it. I'll take this big bowl."

Zhao Xun said this with tears in his eyes.

What else can he do besides being submissive?
If the Second Senior Sister was really angered, she ended up saying something to Yao Yan, the Bamboo Forest Sword Immortal, would Zhao Xun still survive in the two mixed doubles?
Zhao Xun picked up the bowl and hesitated for a long time, then picked up the chopsticks and put the fish balls into his mouth.

Ok?
This taste seems to be very good.

What surprised Zhao Xun was that the second senior sister Liu Yingying's cooking skills have improved a lot these days.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as coming in by leaps and bounds.

What the hell is going on these days?
Could it be that the second senior sister was stimulated by something, so she worked hard to improve her skills in such a short period of time?

Zhao Xun didn't know what happened, but judging from the result, it was obviously gratifying.

"Second Senior Sister, it's awesome! The taste of this Mala Tang is really amazing."

Zhao Xun made a heartfelt gesture to the second senior sister Liu Yingying, believing that the second senior sister should understand what he meant.

"Well, it's good if it's delicious. You don't know how much I have suffered and how many times I have made this Mala Tang. Of course, Yao Yan is in charge of tasting it. He should have eaten it dozens of times. It’s time to adjust to the current taste.”

Ah this
Hearing this, Zhao Xun couldn't help but sympathize with Yao Yan, the Bamboo Forest Sword Immortal.

The second senior sister made dozens of flavors out of a good bowl of Mala Tang, and he had to try them one by one, which was painful even thinking about it.

There should be a lot of blood and tears from Yao Yan in the final version of Malatang that Zhao Xun is eating now.

"Second Senior Sister, I have an unfeeling request, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Zhao Xun thought in his heart that he couldn't eat this Mala Tang for free, he had to make a request when the second senior sister was in a good mood.

"You said."

"Now that Yao Jianxian is injured and needs recuperation, I need a training partner right now. I wonder if you are interested, Second Senior Sister?"

"That's it?"

Second Senior Sister Liu Yingying said with some disdain: "I thought you were going to talk about something, such a trivial matter is nothing to worry about, leave it to me."

Although the second senior sister Liu Yingying was a bit scheming, she really took her heart out for Zhao Xun.

She agreed so readily, which actually made Zhao Xun feel a little embarrassed.

"Uh, how about this, when the time comes, I will secretly teach Second Senior Sister how to make a vegetable salad. This vegetable salad is the most healthy, and the effect of losing weight and maintaining figure after eating is very good. But Second Senior Sister, don't tell it."

"why?"

"Because I'm worried that this salad is too popular and everyone will start to lose weight after it spreads. I'm afraid it will lead to a bad trend."

Zhao Xun is still somewhat disgusted with losing weight for the sake of losing weight. Appropriate weight loss is reasonable, but it must be controlled within a certain level.

"Okay, then I promise you."

Liu Yingying was also very straightforward, and immediately patted her chest to assure her.

"Well, Second Senior Sister, the core of this vegetable salad is to be refreshing, and there must be no staple food, no staple food, only vegetables!"

When it comes to fitness and weight loss, Zhao Xun is definitely an expert among experts.

The second senior sister has such a good innate condition, it would be a pity if she didn't hurry up to practice and become a bucket waist in the future.

Of course, Zhao Xun still has to pay attention to language and diction.

After all, everyone has a love for beauty.

What's more, Second Senior Sister?

If the Second Senior Sister was furious because she didn't say a word well, then the loss outweighs the gain.

"Second Senior Sister, you can ask me if you don't understand anything, and I will explain it seriously."

Zhao Xun put on a good attitude first.

In his opinion, attitude is everything.

As long as you have a good attitude, everything else is fine.

In the dark night, the bright moon hangs high in the night sky.

The werewolf Jessica has transformed into a wolf form.

Along with him, a group of his tribe also changed into wolf form.

This looks very expressive to outsiders, but it is very normal in the eyes of their tribe.

A werewolf can switch forms at will because of their special body structure.

This in itself is not surprising.

However, there are many restrictions on the transformation of werewolves. First, it must be a full moon night, and second, it must be when there are no natural enemies present.

Whenever there are any natural enemies present, the werewolf's body will become rigid, refusing to mutate into a wolf.

In other words, it's not that they can turn into werewolves whenever they want, and the restrictions have stuck them to death.

After becoming a wolf this time, Jessica still assumed the role of the leader.

He raised his neck and howled like a wolf, and his tribe followed suit and howled.

They had just come through the Dark Portal into this new world.

I didn't expect that it would be the night of the full moon as soon as I passed through.

It was as if it had been set in advance, which made Jessica feel extremely excited.

Werewolves are different from other races, their living space is actually very limited.

When the entire werewolf group was squeezed out by humans, dwarves, elves, trolls, and half-orcs when they were in the continent of Alan Lore, they could only survive in the cracks.

This situation continued for almost hundreds of years.

For as long as Jessica can remember, the entire group has struggled to survive.

This is very difficult.

You must know that if they make a mistake in judgment, they may mistakenly enter the territory of the deadly enemy.

And those mortal enemies will never forgive Jessica and his werewolf army, but will start culling them immediately.

A werewolf's combat power can only reach its peak when it enters the wolf form.

When in human form, there is actually no big difference from ordinary people, it is nothing more than stronger and stronger.

Therefore, as the young patriarch, Jessica shoulders a heavy responsibility.

He knows that the rise and fall of the Clan is on his shoulders.

If he made a mistake in judgment, it is very likely that the entire ethnic group will follow forever.

This is definitely not what Jessica wants to see.

For him, the best situation is to lead the group to a brand new world.

Here they don't have to worry about those sworn enemies.

Here they don't have to worry about the invasion of those enemy bandits.

Here they can enjoy life to the fullest.

After coming to the new world, Jessica's first feeling was very good, at least he thought so.

The wilderness here is so beautiful, with endless grasslands and low bushes.

Cattle and sheep graze heartily on the grassland, and stop to rest when they are tired.

The water plants are abundant and the climate is pleasant.

Jessica could not have asked for a better place to live.

Of course, Jessica is also very clear that for a newcomer, exploring the world is far more important than enjoying it.

Because it may be far more than him and his people who came to this new world.

After the Dark Portal is opened, countless races are likely to come here one after another.

There may be Jessica's mortal enemy in it.

The long-term experience of surviving in the cracks told Jessica that there must be no chances, not even a little bit.

As long as there is this kind of mentality, things are likely to happen, and the things are not small.

They have many natural enemies, for example, the Eagles are born to live by preying on werewolves.

Guys from the Eagle Clan are born with piercing eyes, and they can clearly see things the size of black dots moving on the ground even in the sky.

What's even more frightening is that even in the darkness of night, their ability hasn't declined in the slightest.

This allows them to capture all werewolves that arise in their most powerful form.

As the alpha wolf, Jessica must be extremely careful not to bring his people into danger.

"Aw, aw"

Howling wolves with their necks pulled is not just a primitive instinct, but a way of connecting emotions and calling for companions.

In this way, the relationship between werewolves can be better maintained, and everyone can enjoy the current life in a more harmonious way.

This is important, at least according to Jessica.

Of course, compared to the vast wilderness, the place Jessica wants to go is Chang'an City.

This is also the driving force for them to come to the new world through the dark portal.

It is said that Chang'an City is very suitable for werewolves to survive.The main reason is that the tolerance of this city is very strong.

No matter which race they are in, they will not be excluded and treated differently.

Werewolves can enjoy everything in Chang'an City to their heart's content, enjoying those things that everyone should enjoy.

Jessica felt that she saw hope.

Isn't that what life is supposed to be like?
Over the years, the werewolf group has endured too many things that they should not have endured.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, why bother.

If you can't live in one place, it's a big deal to start over in another place.

They should have changed their way of life long ago!

The dead are whispering!
Under the humming, countless undead came out from under the pitch-black night sky.

They gathered together, feeling each other's cold body temperature.

Some of the undead have only bones left, and some still have remnants.

But they both have minds, which are completely different from The Walking Dead.

There is nothing more exciting than what it means to be in a new world.

Because this place can become a new country for them to rule.

For the undead, most of the continent of Allen Lore is already under their rule, and they no longer have the desire to explore.

The new world is completely different.

This is a completely new world, with a new landform, a new ethnic group, and a new life.

The undead like these novelties, and the process of slowly understanding the world and conquering it as a conqueror makes people feel very happy.

The difference between the living and the dead is not so obvious, and the undead are not really dead.

They still retain the way of thinking of living people.

They came to this new world through the portal of darkness actually relatively late, not because they were late, but because they deliberately wanted to give others a time to escape.

This is crucial.

Cats like to play when they catch mice.

Because the process of playing with mice can make cats feel full of pleasure.

The same goes for the undead.

Slowly playing with their prey can make them feel full of pleasure than a blow to the throat.

Let the prey go, let them run a little farther, can the prey escape and ascend to heaven?

of course not.

They will only go further and further in fear.

The undead can catch up anytime they want.

Of course, their allies, the Demon Race, have not yet come to this new world.

Compared with the undead's desire to control the physical body, the devil prefers to erode people's hearts.

Anyone controlled by demons will have their hearts polluted, and in this case they will completely become puppets of demons.

"I hope they arrive later, let us play a little longer."

The patriarch of the undead tribe, Saratoga, had a strange smile on his lips.

Demons like direct control, which makes Saratoga very unhappy.

Every time the demons make a move, everything changes.

They still have plenty of time to play cat's claw and mouse.

Naturally, we must take good care of it.

Zhongnan Mountain, Haoran Academy.

The head of the mountain who was in retreat suddenly opened his eyes.

He felt a strange feeling.Strangeness from the far north.

It seems to be the prairie where they found the high priest of the Demon Sect.

There, the Mountain Chief chased to the location of the Dark Portal and entered into the Void.

This time, the strangeness came from that location.

The head of the mountain saw many creatures that did not belong to this world.

These creatures are very different from the creatures in this world, and they are completely different just by looking at them.

There are also some that have a smell of rancidity and death, which makes people feel a chill down their spine just by looking at them from a distance.

The head of the mountain knew what it all meant.

It was the creature from that parallel world who traveled through time and space through the portal of darkness and came here.

What Shan Zhang was most worried about finally happened.

All of this was originally expected by the head of the mountain, but when it actually happened, it still made people feel a little unacceptable.

The head of the mountain felt the pain, which came from the depths of his soul.

The emotion of self-blame lingered around me for a long time and it was difficult to calm down.

Because he knew very well that it was because of his mistakes that it finally caused this ending.

"I could stop them, but because of my carelessness, I was led into the ambush circle by the high priest of the Demon Sect."

The head of the mountain sighed and said to himself: "If I pay more attention, I will definitely not fall for the trick. As long as I don't fight with one enemy, I will not lose."

The head of the mountain shook his head: "One wrong step, one wrong step."

Sometimes a miss is a miss.

Now what the head of the mountain can do is to remedy as much as possible.

The influx of these creatures that originally did not belong to this world meant that the mountain chief had to do his best to make use of the terrain advantages of Chang'an City or Zhongnan Mountain to make a fuss.

Shan Chang believes that these guys will definitely come to Chang'an after they come to this world and invade this world.

Chang'an City is the most prosperous existence, where countless wealth gathers.

It is impossible for an intruder to remain indifferent in the face of so much wealth.

They will definitely rush to Chang'an as quickly as possible to snatch their profits.

What Shanchang has to do is to respond to all changes with the same.

What he is most worried about now is whether his apprentices can withstand it.

After all, the head of the mountain still needs some time to recover.

Although he has recovered [-]% to [-]% now, it will take at least ten more days to recover to a full body.

More than ten days is long enough for various situations to happen.

Can they really handle it now?
With such a strong character, Xiao 72 will definitely fight to the end.

As for the others, the boss, the second child, and the third child are the pillars of the academy. They should be under a lot of pressure at the moment, right?
Of course, there is a limit to what the head of the mountain can do now.

Because he must ensure that he can fully recover.

Only when his body is fully recovered can he fight against the High Priest of the Demon Sect and the group of black wizards.

At dusk, Zhao Xun was contemplative.

For him, cooking is also a kind of practice, and being able to immerse himself in cooking is really a very happy thing.

Learn and grow together with the ingredients, watching a pot of ingredients turn into a plate of delicacies, this kind of pleasure is extremely refreshing.

Of course, the smiles and compliments of the brothers and sisters are indispensable.

"After the salad is done, make another vegetable soup to refresh the spleen and stomach."

When it comes to making soup, Zhao Xun can be described as a master.

With this soup, it is definitely not difficult to conquer the stomach of the second senior sister.

"Little brother, the soup is not ready yet!"

Second Senior Sister Liu Yingying's voice sounded again, Zhao Xun was startled.

"Okay, okay, that's fine."

Zhao Xun picked up the soup spoon and took a sip, seeing how delicious the soup was, he couldn't help but smacked his mouth.

So fragrant!
Zhao Xun quickly took the soup out of the pot, then divided it into several small portions and put them on the tray.

"The fresh vegetable soup is out of the pot, brothers and sisters, come and taste it."

"Tsk tsk, it smells delicious."

The third senior brother, Long Qingquan, stroking his gray beard, walked slowly in front of Zhao Xun.

He picked up a vegetable soup and sniffed it first, then took a sip.

Tsk tsk, this smells so delicious.

"Little brother, your soup-making skills are really amazing. I never thought that the soup you made is so delicious."

"Haha, the third senior brother is absurd."

"It's just that it's not convenient to drink soup with this big beard."

Long Qingquan sighed and said: "You said that Chang Shan eats the sea and drinks in the mountains on weekdays. I really don't know how he is not affected. This beard is really in the way."

If possible, Long Qingquan really wanted to grab this beard off.

But no.

Since he wanted to pretend to be the head of the mountain, he had to play it thoroughly, and there must be no omissions in the slightest.

Because any omission is fatal.

If someone sees the flaw, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Even for the safety of other people in the academy, Long Qingquan had to force himself to stick to his beard all the time.

"Haha, don't care about these details. In this world, food and love are the only things you can't live up to. Have a good taste of this soup."

It is rare to have such a pleasant time, so of course Zhao Xun should enjoy it.

He also hopes that other brothers and sisters in the academy can also enjoy it.

The process of enjoying delicious food is very healing. They can temporarily let go of fatigue and anxiety, fully enjoy the present moment, and enjoy life itself.

(End of this chapter)