The Mythical Races I Created - v2 Chapter 383

Latest URL: The wrath of the Orc Prophet dissipated, “Dilon.”

He was rarely silent.

He once forced Dillon away for the sake of power design. However, it has been more than a hundred years since all this. People have changed, the environment has changed, and the society has changed. Who was right or wrong in the past? The prophet doesn’t even want to go again. thought.

“Dilon, where did he go?”

The Orc Prophet asked in a sigh.

The visiting orc with reddish skin took out a chart from his chest, ignoring all the orcs who raised their weapons at him, and dedicated the chart to the orc prophet in Merlin’s curious eyes.

“There are new lands beyond the lowlands and highlands.”

The reddish-skinned orc said in a nostalgic tone: “That’s my hometown, its sunshine is more dazzling than here, its land is full of precipitous mountain peaks, and to the east of it is a vast grassland, with a kind of name. The race called the Centaurs lived there as a tribe, and there were originally some tauren aborigines on the plateau, who were mild-mannered, but were often invaded and harassed by the Centaurs.”

“After His Majesty Dillon crossed over there, he helped those tauren and presided over the justice between the two races, the centaurs and the tauren, as a just person.”

“During this process, we also learned the culture of the tauren and the horse people, and established the system of knighthood.”

“At the same time, new uses for totems were discovered in the primitive religious traditions of the tauren.”

The Orc Prophet originally wanted to ask, what is the knight leadership system, but now he suddenly asked, “New usage?”

“Father is above, we solved the problems left over by history with the elves of Stigma Island a few days ago, and exchanged our historical and cultural precipitation. That experience can also be applied between us and you.”

“I think God the Father will approve of what we did.”

“Now we are far away.”

“The conflict is gone, but the friendship is still there.”

The reddish-skinned orc’s muscles bulged, and he suddenly threw a punch forward, the air was whimpering, a stream of air exploded, and a certain energy swelled in the air.

The Orc Prophet saw the ancestral spirit fused with the creature’s body.

By the way, he carved the totem on his body…

The Orc Prophet tried hard to see why, but the time was too short for him to see anything.

He gave a fitting smile. “Is Dillon currently here on this chart?”

On the map, near the plateau and the lowland, is a place composed of a huge crescent-shaped mountain.

That place is far from the lowlands.

The visiting orc pointed him to the location. “I also came with a mind of reconciliation.”

“If we can’t resolve these remaining grudges, UU reading www.uukanshu.com will never be able to welcome our new life.”

“Where I was born, the orcs were respected, we were regarded as representatives of wisdom, the centaurs, although ruthless, regarded us as leaders, the tauren regarded us as protectors, and because we integrated the totem into ourselves, A certain energy called chi is created in the body, which causes some changes in our muscles and skin.”

“We call ourselves the Highland Orcs.”

The visitor looked at the Orc Prophet defiantly. “But as far as I know, the orcs who stayed here are split.”

“Therefore, we came to reconcile, not only for us, but also for you.”

The Orc Prophet’s face became ugly.

For his birthday banquet, he was supposed to be the happiest person, but now he is the angriest person.

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