Nerion suddenly asked a thin orc child to build a bonfire. On the bonfire, there were one of the few pottery jars of their clan, and the snow in the jar melted when heated.

With everyone looking at him expectantly, Nerion threw the last piece of frozen meat from his clan into the boiling water in the pottery jar. After a while, the aroma of the meat filled the entire cave.

This vat of broth is not enough to fill everyone's stomach.

This was the consensus of all the orcs, so when they looked at the tribesmen around them, everyone's eyes became wary and cold.

At this moment, under everyone's puzzled gaze, Nerion suddenly poured a bottle of liquid with a strong bloody stench into the pottery vat, causing the entire vat of broth to become thick and smelly.

He filled the stone bowl with a bowl, pushed it in front of the orc child, and said without any doubt:

"Drink, kid, this is the fate of the orcs."

The orc child showed instinctive fear, but under Nerion's gaze, he had no choice but to pick up the stone bowl and drink it down.

Click.

The stone bowl fell to the ground. Suddenly, under the horrified gazes of all the orcs, the orc child clutched his stomach and rolled in pain. Gradually, his skin began to turn green.

"No! This is the power of demons! The orcs will abandon us."

As soon as some orcs fled towards the door, Nerion raised his hand and fired a shadow arrow to execute him.

"On the contrary, this is the way out for us orcs. Only stronger force is the will of the beast god!" Nerion said softly.

This time, no one dared to escape anymore.

What surprised the orcs was that the child actually survived. Not only did he survive, he seemed to have become stronger, but his skin color became the same green as Nerion.

Nerio looked at the first orc who had successfully transformed, his eyes softened a little, and asked: "Your name, child."

"Teacher Gouerdan, our name is Gouerdan, they all call me that." The little orc said with some fear.

"Geldan? It's a good name. From now on, you will be my student, Gerdan."

Nerion means something profound. Now, let all the tribesmen drink it, otherwise, kill him. Now you have the power to change everything.

"My teacher me"

Geerdan became more and more frightened, but when he looked at the eyes of all the tribesmen who were beginning to fear him, he suddenly felt a fire in his heart. It was these guys who broke into his tent a while ago and killed his family.

maybe now

Gerdan bent down and picked up an ax under Nerion's satisfied gaze.

Soon, the cave sounded the pitiful cries of the tribesmen either begging for mercy or in pain and despair.

Nerion walked out of the cave. Thanks to the blood of the immortal frost Kostchichi, he is no longer afraid of any cold.

Looking at the ice-covered spine of the world, Nerion's eyes became as cold as frost.

His wife has died, he has already died once, and there is nothing left to lose.

Next, is his long journey.

He wanted to use the limited power given to him by Kostchichi to unite all the orc races at the Spine of the World, and then march southward, sweeping across the human kingdoms, using thousands of killings, sacrifices of blood and souls,

Only then can he hold up the Dark Portal that is enough for the demons of the abyss and even Kostchi to come to the main material plane!

“If you lose your bloody nature, you will lose a lot; if you lose your animal nature, you will lose everything.

"At least, I can help the orcs get out of this desperate situation of killing each other!

"The sin of blood is sweeping the world.

"This is our orcs'

"destiny!"

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Fighters who are far away from danger. Fighters who seek endless fire fight, fight, and duel!

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I'm just a guy who wants to try

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The joy of killing and destruction is sublimated and wisdom blossoms. The weak eats the strong and the strong is king.

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No amount of killing is enough to describe my evil

In the southern part of the forest in the eternal wilderness, the seemingly endless snowstorms have also put the ‘undead’ trolls who have lived here for thousands of years into the same predicament as the orcs.

However, it is different from the orcs who have long accepted this fate and resorted to clan killing to survive the cold winter.

A troll clan named Ajeleka, under the leadership of the patriarch Anasak, chose to use a blasphemous sacrifice to pray to the unknown dark gods again, just like they did many years ago.

One of them responded to the trolls.

As a result, they gained a power similar to "madness". Using this madness, they were able to brave the severe cold for a short period of time to find enough prey.

"I heard that there is a frost giant in the north who has been compressing our clan's territory with the four white dragons she raised over the years?" Anasac asked.

"That's right, patriarch."

"In the spring of next year, gather our troops, kill her, and use her head to sacrifice to my god!"

"Yeah!" All the orcs who had just hunted raised their bloodthirsty spears and shouted wildly.

"Then, expand to the surrounding areas, such as the Silver Moon Alliance of humans. I heard that they have built a new territory on the west bank of the Sebring River? Capture it! We need more killings, we need more blood, to please me

god!"

"Yeah! Scathach!"

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The beating fire turns into virtue in my blood

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Now knocking on the door of infidelity

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The assassin who entered the ancient snow city and turned into red scorched earth

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And lead me into the dark fire

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How fragrant is the blood of a virgin?

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Even the wise are only my loyal servants

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The rampant paganism is the epitome of the modern world

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The sins engraved by the low roar are so deep other'sa strong sparkle, an endless yle of auseandeffet

Therefore, there will be a strong shining of the endless reincarnation of cause and effect.

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Now waiting for you in the slit of time

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I’m just telling you the story about the secret of Zelandia’s bloodline

At the Zelandia North Camp, under the driving force of ‘veteran driver’ Levi, everyone returned to the territory again before ten o’clock at night.

Fischer, who had used the portal to return to his territory last night, had already arranged a Midwinter Night Banquet according to Levi's wishes to reward the immigrants who had worked hard for nearly three weeks.

After drinking and eating, Li Wei, as the lord, naturally wanted to go up and express his beautiful vision of painting a pie.

It's just that today, Levi was particularly tired and spoke very briefly, but he still received cheers from the audience for his impressive achievements against the orcs and the rapid construction of his territory.

Then Levi asked Fisher to start showing the bad commercial movies they brought back to the residents.

Now that it has been made, although it is a crude thing, it is still a product that is beyond this era, and it has really made the people of the country addicted to it.

Facing the people's eyes full of novelty and hope due to their recent fulfilling life, Li Weiqiang slowly returned to Zeelandia underground despite his heavy sleepiness, and gave instructions to Ige, who had been mentally prepared for a long time:

"Hotz and Droru have already fought a high-intensity battle in the City of Water. After collecting samples and evaluating them, if everything is within a reasonable range, the sequence of transforming low- and mid-level warriors into ultramarines can begin.

"The battle in Jishui City was fruitful, but it also provoked a lot of powerful enemies. Although the Harpers took the initiative to take the blame, the formation of our main army in Zeelandia has to be put on the agenda.

"I'm afraid, time won't wait for me.

Iger's heart trembled, he took a deep breath, stroked his chest and bowed to Li Wei:

"According to your will! His Majesty Tiberius."
Chapter completed!