Abomination and the Legendary Dragon King

Chapter 40 Flame Festival

"Boss, what should we do now? Should we tell the old chief?"

The green-skinned orc next to him spoke to Belia, who had an unusually ugly face.

After wiping off the sticky phlegm on his face, Beria stared fiercely at Gray and his group who swaggered past. His anger caused his chest to heave violently, but the absolute difference in strength reminded him all the time. This strong orc treads carefully.

Belia twitched violently when he thought of the old orc's rare smile for many years, and his daughter's innocent and happy appearance when she heard that the Fire Festival was going to be held.

"Help this matter from the tribe first, don't disturb the festival atmosphere of the tribe."

Beria's chest gradually calmed down, the anger all over his body was suppressed back to his heart, and finally he punched hard on the hard rock wall, letting the blood flow from his hands, he lowered his head and headed back to the direction of the tribe go.

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The night at the beginning of winter came very early, and a huge bonfire among the orc tribe was already burning ragingly, which reflected Messiah's white and tender cheeks like peeled eggs flushed, emitting a bright crimson light.

Thanks to Messiah's help to the orc tribe during this period of time, both in terms of medical treatment and food cultivation, Messiah has provided a lot of vital help to the orc tribe. The orc tribe can have a surplus this year. Food and money to hold such a grand festival In addition to the wine formula provided by the red dragon, Messiah's blessing spell is also an indispensable auxiliary.

This kind-hearted girl is beautiful, considerate, and with superb medical skills, Messiah quickly became the angel of many people in the orc tribe. Therefore, the old orc Casilla personally invited Messiah on this significant festival. Ya came to participate.

The old orc went to the dragon's lair of the red dragon, and he was really relieved to learn that the red dragon fell into a deep sleep, otherwise he might have to invite a red dragon.Although Alex was much more special and kind than the old orc had imagined, but inviting such a powerful being to participate in the festival that the orcs managed to hold was still easy to mess up this hard-won celebration.

Not to mention, just relying on the terrible appetite of the red dragon, if they really let their stomachs eat here, I am afraid that all the orcs will only be left watching the rhythm of the red dragon eating.

Fortunately, the Red Dragon did not disappoint the old orc this time, and obediently found a place to lie down and sleep. Since then, the Warsong clan of the orc tribe, the first Fire Festival in ten years, finally ruled out the biggest uncertain factor, and it was able to go smoothly. Held.

"Thanks for the protection of the ancestors"

Looking at those young orcs running around happily, Casilla drank a sip of wine, and made a rare joke to himself in his heart. For its long lifespan, this night is a rare good time enjoyment.

Beside the bonfire, Messiah was holding the little beast mother and playing with the barbecue grills with the orc women. The cleaned animal meat was carefully sprinkled with a little salt, and then placed on the blazing flame.

A large piece of lean meat steak was rolled on the grill by the dexterous hands of the orc woman. After a while, the fat melted and dripped into the flames, making a sizzling sound, and the rich fragrance accompanied the singing of the fat melting in the orc's nasal cavity Dance.

Messiah twitched her small nose, fixed her eyes on the barbecue in the hands of the orc woman, observed the color and heat of the meat steak and the movements of the orc woman, and worked hard to learn the tricks, hoping that she could also be in the future in the future. Delicious meals grilled in the wild.

The little beast mother was held in Messiah's arms, with her head resting on the plump and soft little saint.The unique faint, quiet and beautiful orchid-like scent of Messiah was introduced into the nostrils of the little beast mother.At this time, this ugly and cute little beast girl had a peace that she had never had before. She stayed motionless in Messiah's arms, her little face flushed slightly, like an immature green flower. apple.

The little saint looked at the barbecue in the hands of the orc woman, while the orc teenagers who were preparing equipment or playing around by the campfire secretly glanced at Messiah without leaving a trace. Their eyes were as clear as a pool of water in a quiet valley. Next to the eyes was an ugly oatmeal face, blotchy and potholed.

Although these orcs are humble and distorted, they still have a yearning for beauty, not the kind of lust that is base and filthy like dirty sludge, but the hazy and pure yearning for beautiful women that is unique to teenagers.

Of course, the differences in status and race enable these teenagers to maintain reason and treat Messiah with respect, but after they have gone through a whole day of hard work, there is such a girl worthy of longing in their memory It is also enough to bring them a charming and beautiful dream.

After the skinny orc woman wrapped the leaf of the large grilled meat steak and stuffed it to Messiah, everything for the Fire Festival was basically ready and could officially begin.

The old orc greeted Messiah, and the little saint put the little beast girl in her arms on the ground, turned around and ran to the side of the old orc, and sat in the guest's seat. After the surrounding orcs quieted down, the old orc began to publish A speech before the official start of the Fire Festival.

Casilla's speech was short but full of passion. While mobilizing the enthusiasm of the orcs, it also gave these suffering compatriots hope for the future. As long as we can persevere and work hard to live in this cruel world, then there will always be One day the roar of the orcs will resound through Tyrael again.

Like a dynamite barrel being ignited, the festive atmosphere was completely ignited. A large amount of dry firewood was put into the bonfire, and the flames rushed upward like the breath of a red dragon. Those orcs, twisted and full The tortured orcs reveled under the flames. No matter men, women, old or young, no matter how old or young, they all held hands and formed a big circle, surrounded the bonfire, dancing cheerful and funny dances and singing age-old songs in the center of the orcs. .

The song is desolate, echoing in the empty night sky,

"I have traveled in foreign lands
find answers in the wind

What is it that really belongs to you and me

where do our roots come from
I'm trying to find some subtle clues
Floating on the sea with a small boat
I found a pair of wings that let me fly in the sky
Keep searching for my homeland

I see some people cramped in a room

My ancestors are everywhere

Some break their will and make them grovel

some even surrendered
I found a peaceful and well preserved paradise
That's where our ancestors lived
You once gave to this land and did not take it

I think there are more people and things waiting for me to discover”

The cool night wind blew away the old orc's skirt, revealing its fatally scarred chest.

(End of this chapter)