Lawrence asked anxiously: "Can the priests purify it?"

If the priest group cannot purify the toxins in the water source, then no matter how unwilling Lawrence is, he can only choose to go home. Otherwise, he would be a joke about his life and the elites of the tens of thousands of orc empires.

Dannyru said lightly: "Yes! However, the power of the entire priest group is needed to purify the toxins inside as soon as possible. Also, when we purify, no external force is allowed to disturb us."

Lawrence said in a deep voice: "Okay! High Priest, don't worry, we will never let anyone disturb you from casting spells!"

Two hundred priest apprentices, thirty priests (first-level warlocks), and five shamans (second-level warlocks) slowly walked out of the huge army.

Under the leadership of the high priest Danilu, all the priests and formal priests began to recite prayers. This was a ritual that must be carried out for the performance of large-scale magic.

Around the pond, the army of forty thousand orc empire stood before the priests and guarded the priests.

Just as everyone's attention was focused on the priests, mechanical flying ants that were almost exactly like the red clay flew out of the red clay and flew to the next side of the bucket containing a large amount of clean water, bit through the buckets one by one, and crawled in.

As soon as the mechanical flying ants drilled into the bucket, part of their bodies turned into wood, completely blocking the bucket, and there was no abnormality.

"The great lion god Akas said that He will use divine power to purify this water source, remove the toxins in the water, so that we can get the nourishment of the water of life, continue to move forward, and kill all rebellions!"

Dannyru held a scepter and pointed at the pond. A sacred force flew out of the scepter and sanctified into the pond.

In the pond, countless black auras suddenly rose up, and under the influence of the divine power, they were wiped out.

Dannyru was relieved a little, and another wrinkle on his brows appeared, and a trace of fatigue flashed deep in his eyes.

Destruction is much easier than protection. Dannyru can easily poison a pond, but if you want to purify it, if you don’t have the right method to prescribe medicine and use magic to purify it, it will also consume a lot of money.

Priests can purify various curses and many toxins with magical techniques. Of course, the power consumed by purifying the universal magical techniques is naturally extremely huge. If a warlock is used to purify the water in this pond, they will prescribe the right medicine, find extraordinary creatures and extraordinary plants that can absorb toxins, or use neutralizing alchemy potions to neutralize the toxins. This basically does not consume much of one's own power. This is one of the biggest differences between a warlock and a priest.

Of course, if a sorcerer's knowledge is not profound enough, he may not be able to find a way to purify this pond.

Lawrence stepped forward and said, "High Priest, is it okay?"

Dannyru said lightly: "We have purified the water in this pond, so there should be no big problem. However, for safety reasons, you must cook it before drinking it. Then let others drink it."

Lawrence nodded slightly and immediately began to arrange his subordinates to test the water source of the pond. After testing there was no abnormality, those people were allowed to drink the water in the pond after boiling water. As for him and the soldiers of the 20,000 elite Blood Lion Knights, they drank the water brought from Frozen Rock City.

After solving the problem of water source, Lawrence arranged a large army to continue pursuing the orcs.

A few days later, above the red soil wasteland.

The migrating army of the orcs lasted for more than ten miles, and each orc was walking forward with some numbness and mechanical means.

Even along the way, Yang Feng showed miracles one after another, providing sufficient water and food. However, in the dry climate of the red soil wasteland, the unchanging scenery, the pressure of the pursuit of the orcs, and the unfamiliar environment, the orcs were still breathless.

If it weren't for the continuous miracles and the red soil wasteland had no place to escape, I'm afraid this orc migration brigade would have collapsed.

"City!! There are cities!! There are trees!! There are trees!!!!!!!!!!”

"There are trees! There are really trees!!"

Among the large orc migration forces, there were suddenly screams of surprise.

The orcs with their heads lowered and were rushing to the road, with a numb look in shock, raised their heads and looked forward.

I saw a city wall of more than ten meters high, and an elusive giant city appeared in front of them. Purification trees were planted around the giant city, as if an oasis appeared in the desert, which was touching.

"There is really a city!!"

"That's our orc city!!"

"That's a city that belongs to our half-orcs!!"

"Long live the great God Ian!"

"Great God Ian, praise you!"

“…”

A half-orc looked at the giant city that appeared in front of them, and each of them showed extremely touching tears. They called out and praised God Ian.

A series of extremely strong powers of faith poured out directly from their bodies and sank into the statue of the god created by Yang Feng.

Catherine looked at the giant city, her nose felt sore, and two lines of tears flowed out from her eyes, and she silently said in her heart: "City, that is the city of our half-orcs! In that city, we half-orcs can live with dignity. Thank you, Master Ian!! Thank you!!"

Dike's eyes were filled with tears, and he crawled deep on the ground, saying word by word: "My Lord Ian, you are such a generous and kind god. I am willing to fight for you until death."

"City! There is really a city that belongs to our half-orc tribe! My Lord Ian, you are such a kind and magnanimous incarnation. I am willing to dedicate everything I have to you."

When Kang En saw the giant city located in the red soil wasteland, his eyes were filled with tears, and he knelt on the ground, and an extremely pure power of faith spread out from his body.

A half-orc crawled on the ground, burst into tears, chanting prayers in his mouth, praising the god Ian, and a stream of powerful and pure faith spread out from their bodies and sank into Yang Feng's statue.

Yang Feng's mouth was slightly the same, and a smile appeared: "Ten thousand true believers, one hundred crazy believers, and one saint."

Among the more than 100,000 orcs, the saint turned out to be Kang En, a former cowardly orc, which surprised Yang Feng slightly.

As for Catherine, she already knew the true face of God Ian. Although she was still admiring and grateful to Yang Feng, she was still just a shallow believer.

One of the important reasons why gods are high among the stars is to maintain a mysterious and powerful image. Otherwise, the belief in them will be weakened.

Tens of thousands of true believers, one hundred crazy believers, one saint and about one hundred thousand shallow believers, the quality of these believers is much higher than that of the believers in some small churches.

In the Durant subcontinent, the reason why the king of the blood clan was able to be a god was because hundreds of thousands of blood clans fanatically believed in it, prayed for nearly a hundred years, and gathered huge power of faith. Such accumulation allowed him to ignite the divine fire in one fell swoop and become a demigod.

While the orc believers were praying devoutly, a flag with a blood-colored lion tattooed on them appeared behind them. The blood-colored lion king Lawrence finally chased after him with a 40,000 elite army.

After seeing the huge city, Lawrence's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "A city!! There is such a city in a place like the Red Earth Wasteland. It really surprised me! There are indeed people behind these orcs, and no wonder they dare to resist us!"

Lawrence shouted loudly: "Cudy!"

An orc general with the cultivation of the Sky Knight stepped forward and replied loudly: "I'm here!"

Lawrence pointed the horse whip and pointed the orcs crawling on the ground and ordered coldly: "Take your army and kill the bastards for me!"

Kudy grinned and smiled fiercely, "Yes! Your Highness, Prince, I will definitely smash the resistance of those bastards!!"

"Blood Lion Slave Hunting Group! Lawrence, the demon Lawrence is here!"

"That's the Blood Lion Slave Hunting Group!!"

“…”

Lawrence and the Orc Empire army had just appeared shortly afterwards, and terrified screams came from the orcs.

Panic spread like a plague among the orcs.

"I'm Caesar! I'm here!"

Yang Feng went out and rode his horse directly to the orc. His voice rose, directly suppressing all the orc's terror screams.

Seeing Yang Feng's arrival, the orcs automatically divided a path and looked at him, as if they were watching the incarnation of a god walking on the earth.

In these days, the miracles displayed by God Ian in the legend were all displayed by Yang Feng, the god envoy, allowing Yang Feng to have a second only to God Ian in this orc group.

Yang Feng held up his sword, and a sacred light shone on his body, shouting loudly: "I will take people to attack those damn orcs! Who would like to go with me and attack those damn orcs together, cut off their ugly heads, and safeguard the glory of the great Ian God!"

"I'm willing to go with you!" Catherine came to Yang Feng and put on the golden armor. A look of perseverance flashed in her beautiful eyes.

The Conn, wearing bronze armor, came on horseback, with a solemn look on his face: "I would like to go with you!"
Chapter completed!