It only took Greem a quarter of an hour to clean up the orc camp.
Except for the werewolf leader and three Tier 4 orcs who were wounded and fled away, the rest of the orc warriors were all killed on the spot, and none survived.
This was also related to the fact that Greem didn't have a serious intention to kill and was too lazy to chase and kill those escaped orcs.
Otherwise, with the ridiculously clumsy short legs of the orc, it would be impossible to escape the pursuit of a legendary fire witch. Although those guys apparently escaped a catastrophe, their bodies were also stained with inextinguishable flames during the short battle.
With the terrifying power of the Immortal Flame, even if those guys escaped back, they would face endless flame torture
Such a life, just thinking about it, is extremely miserable!
Greem's huge mental power was released and then retracted, quickly scanning the entire battlefield. After making sure that he didn't miss any notable opponents, he turned around and rushed into the sky again, flying away quickly into the distance.
A vast plain with an area of hundreds of miles, but to Greem, he can cross it in just seven or eight jumps; as for those towering mountains and rushing rivers, in his eyes, they are just It's just dirt slopes and small ditches that can be crossed by lifting your feet...
Greem turned into a mass of fiery human figures, constantly exploding, reuniting, exploding, reuniting at high altitudes... and just between splitting and reuniting, he had already traveled thousands of miles, leaving behind only Pieces of flame rings that were still slowly blooming were released.
Greem's arrogant behavior naturally attracted the attention of the orcs passing by. Ordinary orcs had no way of noticing his existence. When they heard the strange sound of flames bursting out, they could only see the beautiful flame flowers slowly blooming in the sky, but they didn't know that Greem was already hundreds of miles away.
However, there are always some strong orcs who are too rebellious among the orc tribes along the way. They rushed into the sky and wanted to stop this mysterious enemy, but before they could see Greem's appearance clearly, they were blasted down into the sky by the terrifying fireball.
Even if it is a Tier 4 orc, it is extremely difficult to resist the sudden encounter with Greem's Inextinguishable Flame. It is possible for a person not to be invaded by the eternal flame and burn to death.
Greem was also too lazy to argue with these powerful orcs, let alone think about getting any valuable spoils from them. In this way, he rampaged all the way, directly passing through the most densely populated territory of the orc tribe, and rushed towards the main orc temple located in the central mountain range.
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After entering the Central Mountain Range, the peaks you saw along the way were all towering, strange and precipitous.
And among the undulating mountains, you can see patches of orc tribes dotted around. Based on the intensity and quantity of life that Greem scanned quickly when flying over, the number of orcs surviving in this area is no less than 300,000.
Three hundred thousand... This is already a very astonishing number!
You know, the orc tribes have never been productive. They are all soldiers, and they rely on enslaving other weaker races to provide themselves with food and various living materials. The orcs are dominated by green-skinned orcs, and also include some powerful tribes such as tauren, werewolves, eagles, and bears.
On the whole, the orcs are a group of rough and stupid humanoid beasts who have no kindness or compassion for other races. Fiery and cruel, they would rather act than think, and fight rather than argue.
A typical muscle stick, and it's the kind with muscles all over the head!
Perhaps it is precisely because of their "purity" and violence that they were chosen by the beast god Arug as a barbaric race under the protection of their powerful combat power. Noble civilized country.
Due to the serious conflict of aesthetics, the relationship between the orc pantheon and the elf pantheon is very tense, and has even reached the point of blood feud. The relationship between the orc gods and tribes such as humans, sea people, dwarves, and underground creatures is not good.
They are so bloodthirsty and thirsty for war that there are no so-called allies and friends in the world of the gods, only current enemies and future enemies.
As long as it is an area ruled by orcs, no matter how beautiful the flower of civilization is, it will wither day by day. In the end, only a group of slaves living in cruel oppression and slavery, as well as primitive tribes whose social form is getting closer to a state of ignorance, remained.
And the orcs are too capable of giving birth. If they don't use up some of them by means of war, I am afraid that no material plane can bear these horrible guys who can fight, eat, and give birth like locusts!
According to the normal process of plane wars, if the wizards want to invade the Mutas plane, the first step is to send people to sneak into the plane and set up a stable and strong forward camp. Then gradually expand the scale of the camp, build witch towers, build plane gates, and welcome more and more powerful wizard troops to this plane.
From cleaning the orc tribes all over the place, nibbling away at the foundation of orc belief, to breaking into the orc kingdom and destroying the orc main temple... This process may be as long as hundreds of years!
Of course, the more resources and troops invested, the faster this process will go.
However, in direct proportion to this is the loss of a large number of wizard troops and the long wait!
Therefore, in many cases, the wizard headquarters will also try to carry out this kind of strategic sneak attack.
As long as the main temple can be destroyed before the orc god lowers its clone, the ensuing plane war will be like a one-sided massacre. Without the restraint of the orc gods, these powerful orcs in the plane alone cannot resist the ferocious wizards like wolves and tigers.
Therefore, Greem's group of five didn't waste any time in other regions. As soon as they came, they went straight to Huanglong and launched a swift and violent attack on the main orc temple in the fastest and most direct way.
The main temple of the orcs is located on the top of a tall and majestic mountain. On the front of the mountain, there are four floors of platforms and a spacious road consisting of tens of thousands of steps for the orcs to go up and down. There is an orc camp with a number of up to a thousand people stationed on each platform, and those who can be selected are all orc strongmen from all over the plane.
On the top of the peak, the orc main temple stands tall and tens of meters high. Looking at the appearance and shape, it seems that it was dug out from the rocks as a whole, and it is coagulated as a whole, deep and strong.
At this moment, in the hall of the main temple, many orc tribe leaders gathered here, looking solemnly at several orc priests who were singing and dancing around a huge brazier.
What burns in the brazier is not charcoal fire, but a pile of hideous and terrifying creature skulls. From the looks of it, the skulls of these creatures almost cover humans, elves, dwarves, dragons and many other intelligent life forms.
And the flames from the brazier were not the usual crimson red, but an extraordinarily gloomy green fire.
Under the burning of the miserable green fire, the upper and lower jaws of those strange skulls kept opening and closing and trembling, sending out creepy and mournful wailings. And their souls would fly out from time to time, rushing towards the surrounding orc priests with the most vicious and terrifying curses.
But it's a pity that their souls obviously couldn't leave the range covered by the green light of the brazier, and before they escaped half a foot, they were dragged back into the brazier by an invisible strange force.
These are the heads of the strong men of the hostile tribes who were beheaded or captured before the orcs unified the Mutas plane. Use the cursed brazier to burn their souls day and night, making them howl in agony in front of the beast god for tens of thousands of years... This is also the most terrifying way for the orcs to punish their enemies!
But today, even more terrifying enemies appeared on the Mutas plane, which also forced the great orc god Garon Arkadas to issue an oracle and issued a warning to all Mutas orcs. Highest level hazard alert.
Let the subordinates dance the sacrificial dance in front of the cursed brazier, and throw the heads of the powerful enemies that have just been killed into the brazier. The orc officiant, the venerable Ormus, was kneeling devoutly in front of a 30-meter-high Garon statue, praying silently.
Compared to other orc warriors, Ormus was not tall and strong, but rather thin and weak. But on his shaggy green hair on the top of his skull was a hat of iron thorns, and a series of spikes on the inside of the brim all pierced into his skull.
But strangely, there was no trace of blood swimming out.
On his ugly and slack face, we can vaguely see the shallow and criss-crossing scars, and the depths of his deep eyes are burning with green flames, which makes every life that looks at him tremble. Trembling, the weird feeling of the soul coming out.
"The enemy is coming... Get all orcs ready for battle!"
"Enemy? High Priest, haven't we forced the wizards who invaded the plane to Hagrim Mountain? Could it be that they sneaked out?"
"Idiot, it's not them! They're just here to steal the beacons of our plane... God Garon has sent me an oracle, a group of terrible wizards broke into the plane of Mutas, they... their purpose is probably Let’s sneak attack on the main temple of the Great God Garen. Therefore, wake up the Prophet of the Earth immediately, release the Dark Demon Dragon immediately, we must fight the enemy to the end, and we will not be truly safe until the Great God Garen descends completely!”
"Go... go!"
Under the hoarse roar of the high priest Ormus, the orc leaders ran out of the hall one after another, and rushed to various places on the peak.
And at this moment, the tall and mighty Garon statue in the main temple suddenly burst into golden light that illuminated the entire sky. Immediately, amidst a rattling sound, the idol suddenly came to life and began to move its body slowly.
"God descended... Great God Garen descended ahead of time!"
The high priest's heart twitched suddenly. He knelt down in front of the huge statue and shouted loudly: "Great God Garon, you... why did you come down early?"
The huge god statue is slowly being activated under the golden light, and its body, armor, face, and weapons have all changed into the unique form of the legendary god of slaughter.
And it directly ignored Ormes' inquiry, raised its head, and stared directly at the distant sky with a pair of searchlight-like eyes.
"You guys are ready to fight too! The enemy has come, I will block the strongest ones for you, you must protect the temple, and don't let them destroy or desecrate this temple..."
After saying that, the huge idol pulled out a huge double-sided ax from behind, and rushed out of the temple with earth-shaking steps.
And at this time, several great wizards just appeared at the end of the sky!