Devil's Journey

Chapter 54 Turning to the Southeast (Add more)
In addition, some demons want to go eastward along the Tyrell Canyon, along the commercial road all the way to the Virol Commercial Alliance, where it is also densely populated, and most of them are merchants, full of souls. Deliciously filthy, it's too demon-appealing.

For the demons, a mediocre soul is the worst grade, and no matter whether it is a pure or dirty soul, for the demons, it means more delicious and nutritious, the more extreme the better.

As a result, the more than 30 legendary demon generals who controlled an army of millions of demons inevitably quarreled endlessly over this, discussing and arguing with fists and kicks many times, but at this moment, the demon lords in charge were following the demon gods and the gods to fight outside the plane Woolen cloth.

For a while, those bosses can't spare their hands and feet to directly intervene in the war inside the plane, so they can only let the many demon generals play temporarily. Anyway, the goal is very simple, to slaughter the aborigines of the plane as much as possible, and then build enough The filthy magic circle, transforming this plane into magic soil.

Fortunately, the "subjective initiative" of the demons has always been very, very outstanding. Even when there is a demon lord commanding, the ministries always want to make waves, let alone no one.

So after the unhappy meeting, this army of demons is ready to pursue their own favorite strategies. They really deserve to be demons. They are reckless, fearless, free and casual, which is really amazing.

And Benji's boss, a violent demon warlord, was appointed to recruit the tribes in this mountain, but Benji's boss didn't want to do such a trivial thing, so he kicked Benji out. The task was to gather cannon fodder, Then rushed into Duolun County to commit crimes, to contribute to the conquest of the demon army, contributing life and flesh and blood.

"Great shaman, is what that ogre said true? Those are demons." A one-eyed orc sat in the middle of the leather tent, looking hesitantly at the shaman wearing a feather hat.

"Chief, I also know that you can't believe a word of that ogre, and the devil is an unbelievable creature, but we have no choice. The battle on Mount Tyrell is getting more and more cruel. The newborn There are more and more cubs, and there are even more cubs in those big tribes. Now, in order to grab a bite for the cubs, more and more strong orcs are required to work hard.

If this continues, the entire tribe will perish because of this, but we have no choice. If you don’t fight, other tribes will be able to raise more cubs, and then those tribes that are getting stronger and stronger will slaughter us. Since they are all dead, why not go down the mountain and fight, alas~. "The old orc sighed helplessly.

The orc chief was also silent. When he first took over the position of chief, the entire tribe only had dozens of mouths to eat, and there were only a dozen bronze-rank warriors, but after decades, his tribe had grown to five hundred mouths. Well, there are more than a hundred orc warriors of the bronze rank, and there are two hundred slaves in addition, which can be regarded as a powerful small force.

But those are still small forces. The big forces in the mountains have started a big war. After the war, those big forces may not necessarily perish even if they are defeated, but the small forces will definitely be annihilated. The battle for survival is not something that anyone can hide from. I can hide.

Not to mention that you can be safe and sound by just saying neutral. In that case, it is most likely that you will be annexed by those powerful forces first. Unless you are hiding in a corner, the benefits are not as good as the losses, so it is possible to escape.

"Well, why don't I take some soldiers down the mountain first to see if the ogre is lying?" the one-eyed orc said in a deep voice.

The orc shaman shook his head, and looked out of the leather tent sadly: "The situation is not good now, if you bring some warriors down the mountain, the camp may be attacked by other tribes, and I am afraid that the new territory will not be captured by then, here It will become a hunting ground for other tribes."

"If you want to go, you have to go together, and the sooner the better."

Looking at the firm eyes of the old shaman, the one-eyed orc also sighed, he is no longer young, he has become hesitant to move forward in the face of the unclear road ahead, this is not as good as he is but more Aging shaman.

The lifespan of orcs is about the same as that of humans, but their bodies are stronger and their living environment is harsh. Therefore, after they become adults, they can basically reach the upper-level combat power of black iron. Some of them have better talents, and they will have the strength of bronze level when they reach adulthood. , but if you pass through the prime of life, your strength will be greatly weakened.

Although theoretically the lifespan of these orcs is a bit longer than that of humans, in reality, due to the harsh environment and lack of food and medicine, the orcs rarely live past half of the theoretical lifespan.

Even a silver-ranked one-eyed orc, although theoretically able to live to 120 years old, and will not weaken until the age of eight or ninety, but the injuries and illnesses left over from years of fighting have made the one-eyed orc who is only 90 years old already feel Somewhat weak physically, as for advanced gold, it has long been hopeless.

"Oh~ I hope the god of war will bless you." The 80-year-old orc shaman sighed. His lifespan has been reduced because of his research on witchcraft and poison. Right now, he only hopes to help the tribe survive this round of killing.

"What?! A human army came from the west, and a demon army came from the north. What's the matter?" When the ogre came back in a hurry, he heard Julian's annoyed voice.

Is this an appointment to play mahjong?Well, counting the group of orcs on the mountain that Julian sent Boluo to recruit, it is really enough to play mahjong.

"Oh my God, are all these nasty people here to grab my gold toilet that I just renovated? It's just bad luck, these bloody groundhogs, I swear, are going to kill my size 52 boots. Kick their asses hard! I swear! I will!"

Anxious, Julian thought for a while and prepared to escape. No, turn in, that's not right, it's an attack, attacking to the southeast, and crusade against the evil orc tribe who intends to go down the mountain and invade Julian's territory.

The magic circle of the transformation witch was about to be destroyed, and the dozens of captives who had been half demonized were taken away. More than 1000.

But after calming down, Julian turned in so hastily without planning. Since a human army came from the west to fight against demons, and a demon army happened to come from the north, then it was all together.

Although there are two tables of guests, if the guests are enemies with each other, then there is something that can be operated in the middle.

After calming down, Julian began to figure out how to lead both sides to the predetermined battlefield. As long as the opponents were brought together, the battle would not happen.

At this moment, Julian turned into the demon that weaves the net, carefully hiding himself, and then he will gather the net at the end and swallow the prey that fell into the trap.

(End of this chapter)