Because we are very close to the "negative" part of the world ring, we can see the source of the vast **** outside the endless wilderness. These forces of order from the "positive" have experienced the entire "material plane" After that, it no longer looked like the orderly white array before, but became colorful, including order, chaos, good, evil, light, darkness, earth, water, wind, fire, life, death... The rich and colorful material side gave With their various attributes, they form a colorful torrent, like a river or a sea, rushing to the edge of the material plane and flowing towards the negative side.
At this time, in the torrent, there was a skinny old horse, carrying a knight wearing old armor, standing outside the endless wilderness.
He looked very bleak and downtrodden. The horse was so thin that you could see his ribs, and he walked unsteadily, as if he might fall to death at any time. The patterns and decorations on the armor had almost been worn away, and there were bruises in many places. Rusty, many of the armor pieces that were supposed to be connected in series with leather from the inside have even cracked, and you can vaguely see the skinny body like a war horse inside; the sword without any decoration is inserted in the leather scabbard that has been much worn. The tip of the sword was exposed, and the silk thread that should have been wrapped around the hilt to absorb sweat was now replaced with rags.
Generally speaking, he makes people feel as if they are poor at first glance, like a funny character from a comedy, or a background character used to describe defeat in an exaggerated tragedy, no matter how miserable he is.
However, when he saw him, Lefeng, who had always been smiling and confident, changed his expression.
"Astoril, what are you doing here?" He asked coldly. Sui Xiong could clearly hear some uneasiness in his voice, and could clearly see some fear on his face.
Among the gods in the world, there are only a handful of gods who are qualified to make him so uneasy and fearful. The Lord of Order is definitely one of them, and his eldest brother, the God of Justice, Joel Gardman, is probably one of them. His past achievements are so glorious that it is scary. The Lord of Mystery can probably be counted as one, and the rest...can the Lord of Glory be counted? Sui Xiong was a little skeptical.
But he never expected that the God of Knights could actually make Lefon show such an expression.
In his impression, Astoril, the god of knights, is a god who lacks a sense of existence. This god rarely sends down oracles and never shows up in all kinds of events. His church is constantly oppressed and annexed by the God of Nobles, but He has no reaction at all. He is like a slow sloth. If you slap him, it will take three minutes for him to scream in pain.
You know, the God of Literature and Art will work hard to save his own church and come to negotiate with Sui Xiong to move the headquarters of the God of Literature and Art Church to the Grand Theater of the Mask of the Void Amusement Park!
Sui Xiong always felt that the God of Knights was quite weak. He didn't react when his church was bullied like that. He was a total coward. Sui Xiong felt that if he encountered that kind of situation, even if he didn't get furious and draw his sword, he would still have to find a nobleman to negotiate righteously. This kind of thing must not be allowed to continue.
But the god of knights did nothing.
So Sui Xiong really looked down on him.
But... looking at Le Font's appearance now, this god of knights seems to have some skills...
Sui Xiong stood aside thoughtfully, watching the development of the situation quietly.
At some point, the gods of the orc pantheon also flew out of the endless wilderness to support their boss. But whether intentionally or not, they did not keep their distance from Sui Xiong, but stood together. For example, on the left side of Sui Xiong is the Elephant Man who was taught by Le Feng before, the Hercules of the Orcs; on the right is a Wild Boar Man with two fangs growing out of his mouth, the God of Farming of the Orcs; behind him is a timid creature. The timid rabbit man is the orc god of fertility; a little further ahead there is a snake man who always tilts his head. He is the main god of the orcs in the previous generation, the "iron-faced evil spirit" Snakenel...
"Hey, you guys are too crowded!" Sui Xiong said with a frown.
The fat wild boar man smiled and said gruntingly: "Let's form a formation first, then we can take action later."
"This man, I seem to have seen you before..."
"Well, I talked to you last time when everyone gang-banged on you."
"Weren't you a domestic pig at that time? Why did you become a wild boar?"
"I have several appearances. Last time I was in the main plane, and the power of the clones was limited. This time, the main body is going to fight." The wild boar man waved the big wooden club on his hand and said confidently, "Just wait and see. When the time comes, I will definitely hit that old tin can with a stick!"
"Stop bragging, be alert when the fight starts, and don't let him chop you to death with one sword." A tiger man holding two scimitars next to him said coldly, "This time is no joke, don't You’re confused!”
Sui Xiong was filled with doubts when he heard this - all the orc gods were mobilized, and even the bunny god who couldn't fight ran out. How could he be so nervous in the face of a powerful enemy? Is the God of Knights powerful
So he asked this question.
"What?" The one who answered him was still the wild boar man. He turned his head stupidly and looked at Sui Xiong with the eyes of a fool, "Finally I met someone stupider than me..."
Sui Xiong looked at the fat look on this guy's face and suddenly felt that his intelligence had been insulted.
How can I be more stupid than this guy
Fortunately, this wild boar—the god of farming in the orc pantheon, the creator of all pig races, Bigg Pist—did not dwell on the issue of "IQ", and quickly got back to the subject: "Astoril." This guy is very powerful! We suffered a lot from him back then and were killed so miserably... "
He raised his unarmed left hand and pointed at Snakenel, the snake-man god not far away: "The snake boss's father, the poisonous python, died in that battle."
Snakenell, who was holding a long spine spear, clearly heard His words, turned his head, glared at Him with his sinister eyes, but turned back without saying anything.
Sui Xiong was stunned for a moment and recalled carefully, but he didn't remember such a thing. He simply used the method of conscious communication to ask for details.
Communication in this way was much faster than ordinary conversation. In just a moment, Bigpister told him the whole story in detail.
It happened in a very long time ago. At that time, the creator of the orcs, "Ancestor", had just died. From his corpse, the original orc pantheon, six terrifying giants, was born. The Mother of Water, who had lost her enemies, had no interest in cultivating a fighting race. She handed over humans to the "Guardian Knight" Astoril, who had just successfully become a god, and retired on her own.
Orcs and humans are still at war. One side has the advantage of single force, and the other side has the advantage of discipline and growth speed. The fight is very fierce.
Later, Astoril launched an attack on the orc gods.
That battle was fought in darkness, but few people know what happened. Even the battle itself is rarely mentioned.
However, the orc gods never dared to forget that battle.
In that battle, four of the six giant gods of the distant ancestors of the orcs were killed by Astoril, and the "Poisonous Python" was one of them. From his corpse was born the "Iron-faced Evil Spirit" Snakenel. The remaining two giants were also seriously injured and had been half asleep for a long time. But as soon as they wake up, they will keep warning future generations to be careful of that guy who looks like an iron can, and to remember to take revenge!
For this reason, the orc gods not only hate Astoril, the god of knights, but are also very wary, and can even be said to be afraid. Now Astoril came to the door, whether it was out of resentment or worry, in short, no one was left behind, they all rushed out with a roar, preparing for another group fight.
"Under the leadership of Boss Lefon, we will definitely be able to kill him!" Bigpist emphasized this, and repeated it many times.
This just proves his guilty conscience.
If you don't have any confidence in your heart, why bother repeatedly emphasizing "we can win"
Sui Xiong secretly sighed, and his eyes suddenly changed when he looked at the God of Knights, Astoril.
It’s true that a person cannot be judged by his appearance. This poor knight who seemed to be in poverty turned out to be a peerless strongman who single-handedly almost destroyed the entire orc pantheon!
He thought about it carefully and felt relieved - his eldest brother was also a peerless strong man, but if he deliberately put away his power as a strong man when walking on the street, he would look like nothing more than a big beggar in ragged clothes. Although the muscles are a bit attractive, it is not much better than the god of knights who still has an old suit of armor and an old horse.
Even a broken ship has three pounds of nails. No matter how destitute an old knight is, he can still get a lot of money by selling his armor.
In front, the God of Knights and the Sky-Swallowing Dog are still negotiating. They did not fight as soon as they met, nor did they speak out words. They just communicated privately with their consciousness. Just looking at Lefon's expression, this exchange must have been very unpleasant, because his face became more and more ugly, and his brows became more and more frowning. The wrinkles get tighter.
Finally, He gave up the secret communication of consciousness and shouted loudly: "Astoril, you don't have to talk nonsense! No matter what, our orc family will never give up progress! You old-fashioned person should have gone away long ago. Into the garbage heap of history! Don’t ask us with your outdated ideas!”
The God of Knights was silent for a long time and replied: "I just hope... that everyone can live in peace..."
His voice was old and dry, even a little hoarse. It sounded like he had no power, but sounded sick.
"Peace? If you really want peace, why didn't Uther come in person and send you here instead!" Lefon smiled coldly, and with a flash of light, he had a short spear in his hand, "Today I will tell you If you want to stop us, just use your sword to speak! Otherwise, shut up!"
He raised his short spear, and the orc gods also roared together, raising all kinds of weapons in their hands.