After teaching the potion system, Cerebellum didn't care about them anymore, let them grow up, and spent their last years with Linda.
On this day, Linda passed away.
Cerebellum went down the mountain and looked at the grave quietly, with a group of young people standing behind him.
"I'm leaving this world too." He calmed down. "Our two last wizards of the old era are leaving this world one after another. The glory of wizards is completely over, and it will be your era in the future."
"teacher... "
A group of young people behind them choked up.
The starting road has been handed over to these young people, and they will open up the splendid era in the future.
In fact, he can also practice, and the potion system is still feasible, but he is too tired. Linda left, and he also lost his mind and wanted to rest for a while.
"Bury me and Linda together."
... ..
Times began to advance.
207 years of the new divine calendar.
In a bright study room, a young man in his twenties in gorgeous clothes was sitting beside a black desk, holding a white quill, with ink from time to time, writing on expensive animal skin paper,
"In the 207th year of the new divine calendar, the eleventh year of the Rizhao Year, on September 20th, I once again prayed to my father to strengthen the army on the border. The half-orc kingdom is about to move, but my father has already sunk into the gentle embrace of the princess."
Wesley let out a long sigh, not knowing what to do.
"Prince Wesley, Prince Albert is here to discuss something." A maid's soft voice came from outside the door.
"Albert? Hasn't he been looking for ancient ruins all over the world? Let him in."
In the room, the sun was shining, Albert looked at his brother Wesley, and handed over the path he got, "These are two major potion systems."
He also did not hand over the power of the potion system to his father. His father was already decaying, and Wesley was the hero of his generation.
Albert knew his abilities well. He was a general who rushed to the battlefield. He was definitely not the king of the kingdom who could rule the world. His brother Wesley was the one who was heroic, powerful, and decisive.
He did not hand over the necromancer's path formula.
Because that kind of power is too evil, he doesn't want this kind of power to appear in this world.
"The last two wizards left over from the ancient times, the legendary mythical heroes, the first saintess of light, the book of light... finally left this world at the same time." Hearing his brother's words, Wesley's first thought was that he was crazy !
It wasn't until Albert showed his strength that he was convinced of everything in horror.
He looked in the direction of the palace, "It seems that the seat needs to be changed."
208 years of the new divine calendar.
The King of Birmingham passed away, and Wesley the Great ascended the throne. The whole country celebrated together!
A "Fighter" path of the potion system was released silently, starting a frenzy of cultivation for the whole people.
Wesley the Great, to a certain extent, was indeed a man of great talent and strategy, willing to hand over the power of terror to the people, instead of monopolizing it for himself and only giving it to his confidants and troops to practice.
Of course, he still hides the path of the "Magic Swordsman". The folks are only allowed to practice the potion path of the "Fighter", and the public can only follow pure violence.
212 years of the new divine calendar.
The half-orc kingdom stole the secret of the path of the potion "Fighter" spread among the people of the human kingdom, and even the half-orcs also practiced successfully!
In fact, half-orcs have their own first gene, and it is basically impossible to integrate the second gene... Without the expansion gene, it must be stuck, but if the second gene is separated a little bit How about blending in
Perhaps, this is like the germ of breaking through the land. A whole gene cannot be integrated into the body, but it can be divided into seven parts and squeezed in inch by inch, maybe it can break through the position of the second gene.
Back then, Medusa developed his own "god-becoming method" and used his own method to expand the second gene. The coincidence before him may be another way to break through the second gene
All in all, the half-orc kingdom can also cultivate the potion system.
However, the formation of the potion system ultimately has more advantages than disadvantages, and humans still have the power to resist the orcs.
213 years of the new divine calendar.
Members of Albert and the Gwent Church were sent to the Balchik Warcraft Mountains by Emperor Wesley to guard the frontier.
This mountain range of monsters blocked the large borders of the two kingdoms. Not only were the orc cavalry harassing them regularly, but also the terrifying tide of monsters. It was the most dangerous territory.
"If he doesn't exile me and let me stay by his side, I won't be worthy of a generation of heroes, but only an older brother... After all, I am a third-level fighter now, and I have to forge muscles, muscles and bones, and forge skin membranes." , easily has the power to kill him at any time, he should develop his own confidant power before letting me go back."
Albert came to this secluded town in a carriage and looked at the members of the Gwent Card Club, "Let's become the masters of this land, guard the border, and the Warcraft Forest."
218 years of the new divine calendar.
The pattern of the world is once again ushering in drastic changes.
The half-orcs invaded the whole country, bypassing the deep forest of monsters stationed by Albert, and the troops entered, pointing directly at the capital!
Inside the palace.
"It's ridiculous!! An elite Beamon orc unit with less than a thousand people dares to go deep into the hinterland of our country. He is still the king of half-orcs of this generation, Hellscream Blom, and he goes out in person." A minister found out the news and endured it. I couldn't help laughing.
Beamon, with tentacles on his head, is a giant orc with infinite strength and a height of more than two meters.
The origin of Beamon is said to be the great alchemist who sat on the palace of the king and saw these half-orcs dumbfounded. "These half-orcs have dumb hair on their heads. Are they cuter than anyone else? Then let's call them Beamon."
Hence the name.
But now, Blom, the king of half-orcs, led a troop of only a thousand, deep into the hinterland of the human country, and wanted to make a surprise attack on the king's capital.
The ministers of the main combat faction continued to growl, "Emperor Wesley, we take the initiative! A mere thousand and a half orcs! Eight thousand elite troops are enough for a perfect encirclement and suppression, and even the casualties will not be heavy. As long as their orc king is dead, we will Humans will inevitably counterattack the Orc Kingdom, this is a huge mistake in their decision-making!"
Wesley the Great looked down, "Is Bloom crazy? I don't think so, I know him too well, but how could he seek his own death? Break into our country with a thousand troops? I can't figure it out, send A thousand cavalry, go and test."
Two days later, a group of thousand cavalry came to Ian Town.
The whole town was in a mess, with a strong smell of blood, mountains of corpses and seas of blood everywhere, collapsed houses Gu, ruins.
There are human corpses and more than 300 orc corpses everywhere.
"It's hell."
The cavalry captain looked at this scene, and his face suddenly became sad, "This is a race war! Those half-orcs are all damned executioners!"
But in the next second, a faint uneasiness filled his heart, "But, how come there are more than 300 half-orc corpses in this small town?"
According to the informant, a thousand and a half orcs were invaded, but why did three hundred and a half orcs fall here
You know, Ian Town is in the center of the kingdom's hinterland, a civilian town without any defensive force, how did the civilians here manage to kill three hundred and a half orcs?
There is also a strange place, all over the town, there are empty test tubes of medicine.
It seems like the orcs did some experiments here.
"Mother!!"
One was a heavy armored cavalryman from Ian Town. He dismounted frantically and ran to his home, only to find that there was a huge half-orc corpse, smashing down half of the house.
The house was empty, and there were no living people left.
"Damn half-orc! Half-orc!" The cavalry roared, frantically swung his long sword, and stabbed at the green-skinned half-orc's body, with blazing hatred burning in his eyes.
puff! puff!
But when he stabbed the half-orc with holes all over his body, and was panting exhaustedly, he discovered that this half-orc was actually an old female half-orc. Her tall body collapsed half of the house, and her old face was wrinkled group, but vaguely see the outline of the face... .
distortion,
pain, collapse,
This half-orc looks like his mother.
"Who is this...?"
The young soldier's heart was trembling, he backed up slowly, slammed into the wall behind, and his feet were soft on the ground, "How could this tall green-skinned orc look like my mother? . . . "
A strange situation is spreading, and everyone is peeking at each other.
"Let's move on." The cavalry captain growled.
They continued on, and in every ruined town, there were almost no human corpses, only half-orc corpses everywhere.
And the corpses of these half-orcs have already exceeded a thousand in total.
Moreover, there are used and empty reagent bottles on the ground of every small town.
A strange atmosphere spread among the soldiers.
"Who can tell me what happened!"
"OMG!"
"Where are the human corpses?"
"Why are all the orc corpses in the human towns, so many orcs!!"