Game of the World Tree Chapter 529: Those **** long ears!
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The elves in the Elf Forest have a Crypt Spider Queen with legendary strength!
This matter is no longer a secret among the top orcs.
In the Elf Legion's operations over the past ten days, this terrifying crypt spider appeared frequently.
Although it did not directly attack the orcs, it repeatedly emerged from the ground and directly destroyed the walls of the orc tribes, causing many tribes' magical defense barriers to fail before they had time to take effect...
It can be said that the elves were able to easily break through the orcs' stronghold, and this cave spider played at least one-third of the role!
And there is no doubt about it...
This time, it must be the crypt spider that takes action again!
I am afraid that like its previous actions, it went underground and opened up underground passages to various tribes!
And those reduced elves may have bypassed Sandstorm City in this way and directly invaded the orc tribe in the rear!
Thinking of this, Oracle King Bazan felt even heavier.
As a gold professional, he is all too aware of the terror of a magical beast with legendary strength.
This crypt spider is simply invincible underground!
In front of it, ordinary orc tribes are like paper...
Unless it is a complete magical defensive barrier like Sandstorm City, no one under the demigod can stop it from rampaging underground.
"Damn...how did the elves subdue such monsters?! If I remember correctly, the Crypt Spiders are extremely arrogant, and there is no way they can tolerate being driven by beings weaker than themselves!"
"It can't be...that the one from the Elf Forest surrendered directly, right?"
Bazin’s face was gloomy.
Of course, everything has flaws.
If there is anything that makes Bazan feel lucky, it is that the crypt spider cannot adapt to sunlight and holy light...
If they fight on the ground, their combat effectiveness will be drastically reduced; when facing priests, they will also be helpless.
Otherwise, facing an army with legendary monsters, Oracle King Bazan really doesn’t know how to deal with it without the support of a legendary powerhouse...
At this point, the half-orc king has made a decision in his heart.
This can't go on like this!
If the elves are allowed to act, the surrounding tribes may suffer!
We must send out troops. The number of elves in the army is not as large as ours. As long as they are eliminated, a legendary monster whose strength is greatly reduced under the sunlight and holy light will not be able to cause much harm to the Orc tribe on the surface. ……
Thinking of this, Bazan looked solemn and ordered to the left and right:
"Second order, all legions should be prepared, rest for a day, and assemble their troops early tomorrow morning to launch an active attack on the elves!"
However, just after Bazin gave the order, an old voice stopped his messenger:
"Your Majesty, no!"
Bazin turned his head, his expression becoming more and more gloomy:
"Why?"
"High Priest, you have to give me a reason! The tribes around us are not a small number! Are you just going to let the elves wreak havoc?!"
Bazin roared.
The one who stopped him was the new chief high priest of the orcs!
Seeing Bazana's suppressed anger, the high priest sighed.
He drew a bow symbol on his chest, and then said enthusiastically:
"This... is the oracle of God the Father!"
"Father God has sensed familiar fluctuations in divine power on the elf side. The one from the Elf Forest... may have already arrived. Therefore, the army must not act at will before we complete the mission of the true god!"
After hearing this, the Oracle King looked uncertain.
He gritted his teeth and said:
"But the surrounding tribes..."
"Your Majesty!"
The chief high priest interrupted Bazin.
He slowly shook his head and said meaningfully:
"For God the Father's plan, some sacrifices are necessary."
"The future of the Orcs is ultimately bound to Father God. As long as Father God can become powerful enough, even if there is only one of us Orcs left, there is still a way to rise!"
"Father God...is our future!"
The chief high priest looked serious and determined.
After finishing speaking, he added:
"Of course, the news of the elves attacking other tribes must be kept secret from the residents of the city and the various legions for the time being, so as not to shake the morale of the army..."
Sandstorm City is a nearby central city and is inextricably linked to the surrounding Orc tribes. Many city residents and soldiers stationed in the army even have these tribes as their hometowns...
It would be bad if they found out.
Bazin looked at him for three full minutes, and finally let out a long sigh:
"Hey..."
"Then...just wait."
……
The top Orcs finally made the decision to continue waiting.
But without the support of the orc army, the elves' activities became even more unrestrained...
In less than three days, several pieces of bad news came to Sandstorm City——
Several other orc tribes located behind Sandstorm City were also attacked one after another.
Like the previous two tribes, the elves still emerged directly from the soil. They were powerful and easily destroyed these tribes...
In just a few days, a total of eight tribes around Sandstorm City had been uprooted by the elven army.
The minimum number of these tribes is 3,000, and the maximum number is as high as 7,000. The total population is close to 50,000...
Even though the Oracle King Bazan had expected such a loss, he still couldn't sit still.
"The output of the tribes around Sandstorm City accounts for nearly one-third of the entire Death Desert... If this continues, even if we win, we will probably languish for at least twenty years!"
He said to the high priest again worriedly.
"Your Majesty! Be patient! At this time... you must be patient! The final winner must belong to us!"
The high priest comforted him solemnly.
However, his slightly trembling beard also showed that his heart was not as calm as on the surface...
However, even this apparent calm did not last long.
Because after a few days, the news that the elves destroyed the surrounding tribes finally spread in the city...
What was also circulated along with it was the decision of the top Orcs to stand still.
Not only that...
When these news intensified, they eventually turned into rumors——
The top Orcs were afraid of the Elf army. In order to delay the Elf attack, they abandoned other Orc tribes!
The top brass of the orcs... have fallen!
They have become selfish, cold-blooded, cruel and cowardly!
When this rumor spread, Sandstorm City, which was originally relatively stable, suddenly fell into a commotion!
Even the stationed troops were in a bit of confusion...
Orcs fear the strong.
They... despise cowards!
"Asshole! Who leaked it! Who spread that rumor!"
Looking at the information in his hand, Bazan looked angry.
The orc soldiers who delivered the news could only kneel on the ground, trembling and afraid to speak.
This time, even the chief high priest standing aside fell silent.
His face was also very ugly.
Because these rumors are getting more and more outrageous, and now there is even a hint of them leading to the True God. There are already voices in the city saying... This is the Father's plan to abandon some orcs!
Although... it is not inherently wrong, there are some things that should never be said because it will seriously affect your faith!
"We can't go on like this! If we go on like this, I'm afraid there will be a lot of excitement here without the elves taking action!"
Bazin said in a deep voice.
The high priest also gritted his teeth:
"Damn...how did it leak out?!"
At this time, new news reached the ears of two top orcs...
"Report——! Your Majesty, High Priest! We have caught the criminal who spread the rumors!"
The orc warrior who passed the order said.
Bazan looked stern, then said angrily:
"Who is it?!"
"They are not our people, but black marketeers from the underground world who come to do business!"
The soldier replied.
"Businessman?!"
The oracle king Bazan and the chief high priest were stunned at the same time.
"That's right! And...after we tortured, we got more information from them!"
"It's the elves... who paid a high price to spread rumors in Sandstorm City!"
Elves? !
The Oracle King Bazan was stunned for a moment, then looked angry:
"Despicable! Shameless...!"
However, the orc soldier still did not finish his words:
"Not only that... we also got some information about the elves!"
Information about the elves?
Bazin narrowed his eyes, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said:
"What is it?"
"The elves... seem to be buying magic materials everywhere, and according to the black market merchants... those materials seem to be used to build teleportation circles!"
Teleporting array?
Oracle King Bazan frowned.
"They want to build a teleportation circle? Is it impossible? The Father God has banned space teleportation..."
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He murmured to himself.
However, he stopped mid-sentence.
I saw his body suddenly tense up, and his face turned from red to white, and from white to blue...
He clenched his fists, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and his eyes became more solemn than ever...
At this moment, he seemed to understand something, and his expression changed slightly.
Then Bazin went to the chief high priest.
At the same time, he found that the chief high priest was also looking at him.
The expressions of the two are almost identical...
"Those damn, cunning long ears!"
They almost cursed in unison.