The Mythical Races I Created

　　 Severus and the others stood at a higher position in the pit, looking at the orc troops that had attacked from a distance.

　　 These orcs wear simple clothes in the style of high elves and dress themselves up with garlands and grass loops.

　　Before they came into contact with the insect swarm, they actually put their hands on the ground first, and then the brilliance of Druid's unique natural magic appeared in their eyes.

　　 Two hundred orcs, transformed into a Tyrannosaurus rex.

　　 This is clearly a druid transformation spell.

　　 The transformation of druid spells is based on the physical constitution of the caster.

　　 This means that if the orcs transform into a Tyrannosaurus rex with the physical power of the orcs, the power of the Tyrannosaurus rex they transform far exceeds that of the ordinary Tyrannosaurus.

　　 These Tyrannosaurus rex fought together with the Swarm.

　　 Severus was pleasantly surprised: "These orcs are fighting the swarm, it looks like they are not here to attack us!"

　　 "Whose army are they anyway?"

　　 Kun Gu snorted coldly. "What matters to the orcs for us, they will soon die in the swarm and will not have any effect on the situation."

　　 "Because of our wrong decision, we have brought the troops into a desperate situation, Kun Gu, please calm down."

　　 Severu turned around and said to him, "It’s not bad that the orcs can help us attack the swarm."

　　 "But why would the orcs help us?"

"Who are they?"

　　 The elves shook their heads.

　　 They can't figure out why.

　　 Moreover, everyone was very moved in their hearts. They didn't expect an orc army to come to help them at this desperate moment.

On the other side of the battlefield, the leading orc raised the axe on his waist and smashed it into the abdomen of the velociraptor that was leaping towards him. He only felt as if he had chopped on a weighing mound that had been thrown over, and the blade burst out. The gap.

　　 "These bugs are really scary."

　　 "Teacher Pericles, let me support these elves, it really is foresight."

　　 Dylan looked at the velociraptor who had been chopped off by himself.

　　 Among the grass, the swift insect shook its body, and the body cut by the axe was quickly stopping the bleeding.

　　 Although the terrible wound on its abdomen could not heal, it had stopped bleeding and would not affect its combat effectiveness.

　　 At that time, two hundred orc druids were besieged by the swarm and soon began to be injured.

　　 Orcs are different from elves.

　　 They can't learn magic. Although they can barely learn druid spells, they are as slow as snails compared to elves.

　　Elf druids can transform into giant Tyrannosaurus rex at the lowest level, while orc druids can only transform into ordinary Tyrannosaurus rex even with the help of their own efforts.

　　 This is the gap.

　　 Therefore, these orc druids are not opponents of the velociraptor at all.

　　 Dylan took another axe, slashed and flew another swift worm that flew towards him. The huge power made these ‘weights’ that hit him fly out again, but the axe was already in a rotten state and would soon shatter.

　　 Dylan looked at the miserable state of the mountains and plains, with grief in his heart.

　　 The descendant of the pigman slave who lived with Chief Dillon in the past, he was carefully taken care of by Maiev, and he was brought up completely at the requirements of the high elves.

　　His mentor was Pericles, the most prestigious scholar among the high elves.

　　 He considers himself a member of the Elf Kingdom.

　　 He has indeed received the most orthodox education of high elves.

　　 He thinks he is no different from the elves!

　　 Now, the mountain peaks are collapsed by insect pests. The kingdom that used to be happy and prosperous is now full of acid and blood corroded dirt. The once powerful Zhengrong capital is now in ruins.

　　 As a member of the kingdom, when facing the danger of subjugation, his heart ignited anger from the bottom of his heart. This flame was unstoppable and burning, and he wanted to kill all the invaders.

kill!

kill!

kill! kill!

　　 Dylan held the axe tightly.

　　The angry spirit of the mountains and the earth seems to want to communicate with him. This power resonates with the unique spiritual power of the orcs.

　　 "Druid method suitable for orcs! Father God, the method Yokhcilil said at that time..."

　　 "I have realized it many years ago."

　　 "But this power is too powerful. It can only be used at the right place and at the right time. Now is the time to use it."

　　 He hit a swift worm that was leaping towards him with an axe. At that time, the blade of the axe was completely split and it became unusable.

　　 But he doesn't care.

　　 He squatted down, put his ears on the ground, and pressed his palms against the moist soil and weeds.

　　 "Nature spirit, you hear my voice!"

　　 "I feel your...anger."

　　 "Respond to me, only the unique mental power of our orcs can capture your anger so keenly, lend me all your natural spirits of anger, the way of nature!"

　　 "Let me take revenge for you!"

　　 The flowers, grass, shrubs, trees and feathers in the mountains and wild trees, without wind, automatically, in a moment, the natural energy of the mountains and plains, instilled in Dylan.

　　 The natural fluctuations are centered on the palm of Di Lun and spread outward.

　　 Like a swirling pattern, circle after circle.

　　 forms a powerful energy radiation belt.

　　 Besieging him and the swarm of orc druid troops, it seems that he sensed something, not only stopped the attack, but kept backing backwards, fearing something.

　　 With the coming of some terrible will, Dylan remembered the old days.

　　 Forty-five years ago, at that time, I had learned the druidic way for five years.

　　 No matter how hard he works, his learning speed is only half the speed of the wizard.

　　 He is already the most talented orc, but in front of the elf, his progress is still slow.

　　 At that time, he was the second oldest among all the students.

　　 Except for a crane-tailed elf, all the elves left him behind.

　　 At that time, I just practiced, practiced, and then disappointed, practiced again, disappointed again, practiced again, disappointed again.

　　 It seems that he will never be able to keep up with the progress of the high elves, clearly stamping on his face you are an existence inferior to the elves, you cannot be equal to the status of the elves!

　　 He is not convinced, so he works harder, but the reality tells him that if you don’t work hard, there will be results.

Until one day, I accidentally approached the World Tree Yuk Cyril and saw an extremely shocking scene~www.readwn.com~ The legendary World Tree Yuk Cyril spoke, not only that, she also addressed someone The most noble being, bends down and salutes.

　　 The most noble existence found himself, beckoned cordially, and asked him to walk over.

　　 Seeing that existence, he seemed to have returned to his homeland, and his nature wanted to be close to this existence.

　　 World Tree Yuk Cyril laughed at the time and said to himself: ‘My child, you are blessed, you are actually blessed by this benevolent being. ’

　　‘My child, are you discouraged? You work harder than the elf, but you can never keep up with the elf’s learning speed. ’

　　 At that time, I honestly said my doubts, even complaints.

　　 If he doesn't believe that he is really inferior to the elf.

　　 World Tree Yuk Cylil, looked at the existence of the whole good, and that person nodded before she dared to speak.

　　 Remember, Ukhsylil said to himself: "You are unique, child, you are the most talented among the orcs, and you work hard, but you made the wrong choice."

　　 "My child."

　　 "Bolicri is an elf, he is indeed the founder of the Druid Way."

　　 "However, the natural druids he created embody the idea that the elves live in harmony with nature and evolve together."

　　 "There is no creature that fits this path better than an elf, but you are different. You are an orc, and you are not an elf."

　　 "How can you take a natural druidic path that is only suitable for elves."

　　 "So, what is the Druidic Way that suits you?"

　　 "Dylan."

　　 I was dumbfounded and couldn't answer.

　　 Yeah, what is the Druid way that suits him?