The Mythical Races I Created

After the containers for these pig farmers were filled with water, little Augustus took the fainting old pig and left the pig farm.

Wind magic can move boulders, so it can also move thin old pigmen easily.

Little Augustus wanted to find a doctor for the old pig to treat him.

So, the direction he was walking was where Marlinni lived.

Crossing the muddy path in the country of the Orc Territory, he encountered an unexpected person halfway through.

A bent orc stood in the middle of the path. He was dressed in exquisite and complicated clothes with wide robes and wide sleeves.

When he saw little Augustus, his face was full of smiles.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Wuhuo, you not only look the same, but you are more brave than you were before."

"Hehe, I heard that you are here, so I immediately sent someone to invite you to participate in the Shaman Ceremony of the Whale-Square Altar Meeting I organized."

"However, I thought and thought, and immediately called those people back."

"I think if I didn't come over and invite you in person, I would really neglect the number one warrior among our orcs."

Little Augustus looked at him with no expression on the surface, but actually wondered who he was?

By the way, this is the orc prophet.

Twenty years ago, a person was still very active, but suddenly one day, he suddenly became simple and no longer manages the affairs of the orc territory.

I am afraid that part of the reason for the current situation of the orcs is that the orc prophet suddenly let go.

But now it seems that this guy hasn't let go completely enough.

He came to find himself deliberately, not knowing what his purpose was?

Little Augustus remained silent. When he came to the appointment, he must be there, because Lord Diana asked himself to investigate the current situation of the orc society, and what he saw and heard here was to be reported to the Senate.

But he was not in a hurry, but looked at the prophet in embarrassment. "I want to find a doctor for this old pig man, so I may not be able to get out of it."

"What's the problem with this." The prophet walked over and put the old pigman on his back very naturally, not caring about the delicate robe on his body, the smelly smell of the old pigman.

"There are powerful orc shamans everywhere at the Whale Suppression Altar Conference. I will find a shaman for you when the time comes. Let him use the Land of All Souls to extract the sickness from this old man, and he will be able to heal it."

He looked at Little Augustus, "Like this kind of event, you need a powerful warrior like you to participate in order to be honored."

Little Augustus nodded. "In that case, let's go."

The orc prophet smiled happily.

Along the way, the orc prophet deliberately took him through the most invisible chaotic field in the orc territory.

He faced little Augustus with emotion. "The population is large enough, but I heard that the chief will make a green totem to continue to increase the population. I also want to stop it, but I'm just a prophet, and the chief won't listen to me at all."

"I would like to suggest him to learn the methods of elves, build cities rationally, and develop agriculture, but hey, he doesn't listen to me at all."

After the orc prophet finished speaking, he stared at little Augustus vigorously.

Little Augustus said: "It's really a shame."

The Orc Prophet continued walking and said, "I heard, the reason you are here."

"Are some of us orcs who did not abide by the rules, sneaked into your territory and participated in the rebellion in your territory?"

"It seems to be a rebellion, and I don't quite understand your regime."

"If I were to deal with this matter, I would immediately agree to the execution of those unruly orcs."

The Orc Prophet said: "I have the same views as you. Any dangerous person who dares to subvert the order will be eliminated."

Little Augustus said: "Thank you for being so sensible. I will feed your comments back to the Senate."

senate?

Under the orc prophet's angry expression, a sly light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The Senate is currently the highest ruling institution of the elves, just like the former court of Augustus.

He was right.

Little Augustus would tell the Senate what he saw.

The orc prophet smiled triumphantly.

Little Augustus said, "However, I'd better explain it clearly to you."

"Those wandering orcs are not just a threat to social stability and must be executed, but in the laws of our kingdom, they have reached the standard of death penalty. If you want to understand, I can talk to you carefully so that you can understand. "

The orc prophet clicked randomly. "Yes, yes, I know, I know."

He was not interested in understanding the complex legal concepts of the elves at all.

In his view, the result is the same. Those who disrupt the order established by the ruler are all subject to death penalty.

The elf was just more tactful than he thought.

They came to a place full of wooden shelves, and the wooden shelves were filled with red ribbons.

The red ribbon is dancing in the wind, and if ten thousand flowers are dancing with the wind in the air, there is quite a magnificent vigor.

There are soul drums made of dinosaur skins, soul gongs made of iron tools, and many shamans who are cleanly dressed but with weird styles.

Little Augustus followed the prophet, and whenever he walked to a place, the orc shaman in that place would bend over and salute.

The Orc Prophet smiled and said to them: "Well, well...Everyone is really enthusiastic."

The orc shamans said: "Master."

"Master."

"Master."

Little Augustus knew that the Prophet wanted to show his strength, so he followed suit without saying a word, just to see what he was going to do.

The Orc Prophet said: "This is the Whale-Suppressing Altar Club."

"Two thousand orc shamans held a sacrificial ceremony at the same time, which is many times more spectacular than the shaman ceremony more than 20 years ago."

He sighed: "The ceremony has already begun."

One thousand shamans danced to the gods, and one thousand shamans sounded the soul drum and the soul gong.

The weird dancing postures, mechanical repetition of drums and gongs, resembling the wild cold wind in the north, are magnificent.

Little Augustus nodded, and said to the prophet: "It is indeed extraordinary."

"Your shamanistic rituals are so different from the sights of your cities and rural areas. This allows me to see the splendor of your civilization."

The Prophet laughed and said with satisfaction: "They will walk all the way to the west, crossing the cities of many pigs, and finally to the westernmost forbidden land, where the whales are suppressed. The whole process fully demonstrates our shaman's Demeanor."

"By the way, I want to find a shaman for this old pig man to treat him."

The orc prophet turned around and beckoned to the crowd. "You, come here."

"He is just an ordinary shaman, no name."

"The nameless boy, just use your newly learned shaman spell [For the Dead Soul] to heal this old pigman."

"Hey, it's like this ordinary spell..."

Among the crowd, an orc shaman with many plaits came over. He looked at the orc prophet and touched his head. "Master, it's not right. Didn't you say that [For the Dead Soul] is your newly researched spell from the Land of All Souls? How come it is an ordinary spell?"

Little Augustus looked at the side face of the orc prophet in surprise.

The prophet tensed his face, without a trace of expression.

"Cough cough cough..." The prophet coughed slightly ~www.readwn.com~ and said to the disciple: "Although it is the latest shaman spell, the shaman will develop. With your talent, if you don't If you work hard, you can only learn this step. From now on, this will be the most common spell. Am I wrong!"

This orc shaman suddenly realized that this was the case. Master was right, and he had to work hard.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, you go."

The orc prophet looked at little Augustus and said, "Oh, he is not good at learning, let me treat this old pigman."

Little August blinked. "Of course you can, please."

What is the Shaman Spell for the Dead Soul?

What is the land of all souls?

So, this guy has been away from orc politics for more than 20 years, has he been developing the so-called land of all souls?

This time, I didn't make a mistake.