The Mythical Races I Created

　　 Everyone is busy late at night.

　　 The magical bombardment of the temporary fortress rumbling, and the vanguard of the insect swarms never stopped attacking. The elves, orc druids on the walls cooperated with the red golem.

　　In the eastern part of the plateau, Pericles was secretly rushing to the largest elven commune [Mimirros], where more than 7,000 high elves gathered, waiting for his speech.

　　On the long and narrow lowland coast, the orcs are preparing for the high-intensity battle they are about to face.

　　 They killed many herbivorous horned dragons, carnivorous Tyrannosaurus, etc., and used the blood of these dinosaurs to sacrifice the [Creation Spirit] and prepare to create new powerful totems.

　　 More than twenty orc shamans sounded, ethereal and monotonous dinosaur drums, dancing horror dance steps in weird poses, calling upon the orcs and pig soldiers who died in the series of battles.

　　 The orc prophet walked to Dillon's side. "After our independence, more than two million pigmen and 8,000 orcs have died of starvation, disease, and war on this land. The souls of famine, disorder, and war can be called as ancestors. Spirit."

　　 "Before the upcoming battle, we have to make a powerful totem to enhance our combat effectiveness again."

　　 "So I summoned our best shamans and gathered the power of our entire clan to make such a totem."

　　 "A good totem is a powerful army."

　　 "This time is a war to glorify God the Father and defend the faith of God the Father. We don't have to participate in it. Since we have participated, we must perform well and win the favor of God the Father."

　　 Dillon shook his huge head and sat down on the ground. "Ugh."

　　 "I would rather not have such an ancestral spirit."

　　 "Fortunately, we already have enough food to survive the winter, and we won't let the people of God the Father starve to death."

　　 "However, you are right. Now that something has happened, we need to use all the resources we can use reasonably."

During the sacrificial ceremony, the shaman's music made the blood of all the orcs and pigs around boil. They involuntarily sang religious songs to the music, and the rough and wild songs of the orcs sounded in the wilderness.

　　 Then, many orcs began to dance involuntarily in the footsteps of the shamans.

　　 Dillon glanced at the campfire. He stood up and said to the adjutant: "Keep all pigmen away a hundred meters away."

　　 "Shaman's dance and music are not so easy to keep up with, and they are not completely harmless. People with weak physique can easily die from exhaustion."

　　Dillon’s sight suddenly saw a figure with an invisible face standing at the edge of the ceremony. In this place where the fire, blood and night intertwined, the figure appeared so incompatible and so sacred and mystery.

　　 Dillon's heart involuntarily surged with a deep sentimental love.

Why is this?

　　 Why does he strongly want to walk over.

　　 He walked over involuntarily.

　　 The orc prophet looked at Dillon suspiciously. "Where are you going to Dillon? In two hours, the remnant souls gathered will be made into ancestral spirits. Only you can control and produce such a large-scale ancestral spirit."

　　 Dillon has gone far.

　　 is at the very edge of the ceremony.

　　 Dillon looked at the existence of the invisible face and the cap on his head, and said: "Who are you...who are you?"

　　 This being looks at him.

　　 Dillon felt that he seemed to be being observed, but he was not. In short, his current emotions were very complicated.

　　 This Quan Shan being looked at him and said, "I am who I am."

　　 "I am nothing, and nothing can point to me. I can only tell you that I am who I am."

　　 "The grand sacrificial ritual may not be conveyed to your god, and your **** may not like this, what do you think, Dillon?"

　　 Dillon shook his head. "The Prophet said that God would like it, but I don't know... Maybe we just need this ritual ourselves."

　　 "God doesn't need it."

　　 "This is good too, we like the excitement."

　　Dillon didn't know why, he was unsuspecting in the face of this existence, just like a child who hadn't seen his parents for a long time, talking endlessly at this moment. "I always feel that as long as I praise God the Father in my heart and devote the best things to God the Father, God the Father will give me victory."

　　 "Even though I have never met God the Father, I always feel that I have met thousands of facets of God the Father."

　　 "Oh, I really want to meet God the Father."

　　 In the dark night, this person who couldn't see his face chuckled lightly. "Dillon, how can you know that you haven't met the Spirit of Creation?"

"How do you know that after you were saved by Maiev, you have experienced darkness for 30 days, wandered on the plateau for 30 years, and now you start your rebellious career, the spirit of creation is not by your side, see To you?"

　　 Dillon opened his mouth, his eyes widened, and he didn't speak.

　　 His undulating chest shows the vibration in his heart now.

　　 "Well, I'm here to ask for something from the chief of the orc." Quan Shan's existence said: "Today I am just a traveler on the road. I can't find a place to rest because of the late night."

　　 "Orc chief, can you let me rest in your orc territory?"

　　 Dillon throbbed his whole body, he didn't know why his heart was beating so hard, his throat was so dry, and his mood was so excited.

　　 He nodded sharply. "Of course, we orcs welcome all guests. Travelers, you can enjoy anything that the orcs can enjoy. You can stay wherever the orcs can stay."

The traveler laughed and lifted his head cap to reveal a look very different from that of an orc. It was a strange-looking appearance, with horns, special pattern tattoos on his face, and cunning eyes. This is the **** of farming and shepherd. Pan Shen's appearance.

　　 "What about now? I look different from you."

　　 "Will you still allow me to stay in orc territory?"

　　 Dillon blinked. Father God is on the top. He has never seen this kind of race.

　　 The chief did not pay much attention to each other's different looks, because the orcs are very hospitable and like to entertain strangers, and they are not too wary of others. "Of course, as long as you come to us, we are friends."

　　 Quan Shan's existence smiled. "Generous orcs, you are extraordinary, this proves your courage."

　　 "Because true brave men are full of self-confidence, they don’t care how they are different from you."

　　 "But I am who I am. You give me a little help, but I want to repay you a thousand times the value."

The 　　 ceremony was carried out late at night, and Dillon arranged a place for the sudden arrival of the passenger.

Even in the early hours of the morning when the ceremony was held, the hospitable orcs noticed that the mysterious visitor hadn’t rested, and despite being tired, they came to celebrate the birth of the [Bloodthirsty Totem] with this mysterious visitor, preparing for the tourists. Barbecue and some more vigorous programs.

　　They don't care about the passenger's different appearance, but are deeply curious, but if they don't come to entertain the passenger, they will feel that they have treated the guest badly.

When Dillon woke up the next day, he recalled everything from last night. He reacted and hurriedly ran to the guest house where he was boarding last night, opened the door, and there were a bunch of orcs lying in it. .

　　 The bedding showed no signs of being used. The room was very clean. The orcs lying on the floor were still boasting in their dreams that their massive alcohol and wrist power were unmatched.

　　An orc is still shouting in his dream. "Guest, do you want to watch us fight?"

　　 "Come, let's fight."

　　Another orc replied to him in his dream: "Don't brag, you are not my opponent at all."

　　 Dillon’s mouth twitches, you...you...

　　 You... are stupid.

　　 "It should be a **** last night, yes, there is no other existence that can make me respect so much."

　　 Dillon muttered to himself. "God, you appeared, but I didn't say a few words with you. Last night, why I couldn't think of your identity anyway? Yes, if you don't want me to know your identity, how do I know."

　　 "It's nice to see God the Father."

　　 "Woo~hoooo~"

　　 Something hit his foot. Dillon took a closer look, but behind him was a beast that was twice his size. It stretched out its paws, crossed the door, and touched his heel.

　　 Dillon became serious and kept alert, but saw thousands of beasts like this walking past this house.

　　 These beasts have four claws, which are different from dinosaurs.

　　 They are covered with gray-black hair, and their noses are black ~www.readwn.com~ The beast pupils are vertical pupils, and there is generally a black mark on their foreheads.

　　 These beasts are obviously more agile and agile than big-nosed ceratops and ceratodons, and seem to be more ferocious.

　　 A term that Dillon never knew, suddenly came out of his mind.

　　【Wolf】!

　　 The evil and powerful giant wolf has a certain amount of wisdom, is extremely fast, has excellent endurance, and has high hair defense capabilities. It is the best mount and is naturally close to the orcs.

　　 A subsidiary race created by God the Father for them [Wolf]!

　　 Dillon remembered what the Father God said to himself last night, ‘you gave me a little help, but I want to repay you a thousand times the value. ’

　　 actually meant this.

　　 Thank God Father!

　　 Father God!

　　 "The killing totem made last night, plus the wolves bestowed on me by God the Father, plus the godsend riding and bloodthirsty curse, our orc cavalry unit has gained a new life in combat power."

　　 "Swarm, wait and see!"

　　……

　　 And on the eve of the orcs acquiring the wolves, Pericles was going on, a speech about the fate of the high elves.

　　 Such an important speech, but only a few people realize its importance.

　　Everything seems so ordinary, not unusual at all.

　　 When Pericles stood on the high platform and was about to speak, the elves below expressed their opinions.

　　 "Bolicri, we know what you are going to say. You don't want to let us join the war. Augustus provoked the current Swarm."

　　 "Why should we join the war of injustice?"

　　 "We refuse to listen to anything you say. It's no use what you say. Don't bother, take the time to persuade us."