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Chapter 1008 exists in the past

The chief had a loud voice, and in an exaggerated and angry tone, he cursed the orcs of the Golden Top Tribe loudly.

"Come, warriors, the grand bonfire dinner we have prepared for you, the plump barbecue and spicy wine are waiting for you..."

The chief said, and he was about to pull everyone out.

Lin Yun suddenly said.

"What's going on in this world, or in other words, this wasteland?"

The chief was stunned. Before he could say anything, Lin Yun continued to ask questions.

"And what's going on in that valley? What's going on with the Golden Top Tribe? Why do they come to attack the Blood Tooth Tribe?"

The chief suddenly realized and patted his forehead, and smiled and explained.

"Those idiots in the Golden Top Tribe have been enemies of us for a long time. They must have known that we had just experienced the battle of the demons, so they came to take the opportunity to attack us."

Lin Yun smiled.

"The great chief, the hatred between the Blood Tooth Tribe and the Golden Top Tribe, no matter how great it is, it is the hatred between the two tribes. If an foreign tribe disguises himself as a Golden Top Orc, they will be despised by their ancestors and by all their tribe members."

Lin Yun exposes the chief's lies in one sentence.

The others looked at the chief without expression, waiting for the chief's explanation. Everyone was wondering how to leave this damn place, what were the undead on the grassland outside that could appear almost at any time like ghosts.

Deidala asked with a calm face.

"Chief. We must know the truth and how to leave this world."

The smile on the chief's face calmed down and he sighed for a long time.

"No one can leave this wasteland. Someone once wanted to leave this wasteland, but when they reached the edge of the wasteland, they disappeared forever and never came back.

We have lived here for countless years. No tribe has ever been able to leave, and it is impossible for us to leave this wasteland. No one knows what the place outside the wasteland is.

As for the Golden Top Tribe, the hatred between our two tribes has been long. Whenever we have the chance, we will attack each other. We have known that the Golden Top Tribe will come back to attack.

But I didn't expect that they actually used outsiders. There was a legend circulating in both of our tribes that whoever can unify the entire wasteland will receive the blessings of our ancestors and may even walk out of this wasteland.

Our tribe is now fewer and fewer people, and the wasteland is becoming more and more barren. We must find a new land and open up new territory.

So we and the Golden Top Tribe are all trying to attack each other, and whoever can win will be the final winner, and whoever can get the blessings and protection of our ancestors.

Then defeat the dirty demons that keep appearing in the canyon, so that the tribe members will never make unnecessary sacrifices again…”

The chief said a lot. Finally, he wanted to pull everyone to celebrate, but everyone refused on the pretext that they consumed too much magic power and were too tired.

Everyone gathered together and began to discuss the information they just received.

Deidala had a calm face and looked very bad.

"There are problems in this world, a big problem."

After saying that, he looked at Lin Yun, who was the first to ask the chief.

"His Excellency Mafameilin. I believe you have discovered many problems. Tell me what you think."

Lin Yun rubbed his eyebrows.

"I think we are in trouble. The big chief just now may have hidden some things. The most important thing is that I think this world is not a complete world, maybe it is only as big as this wasteland..."

As soon as this sentence was said, everyone was shocked.

Lin Yun continued to talk.

"First of all, the orcs here have no concept of planes at all, and they don't understand the plane path at all. They seem to have no idea that there are other planes besides this plane or the world.

What the Chief just said was this wasteland, not this world. I recalled that when we first came here, we were chased by the dead, and it seemed that we had never left this wasteland.

This wasteland is very large, but it is still far from one plane.

So, I think this is an incomplete world, a broken plane.

Second, the Blood Tooth Tribe and the Golden Top Tribe are both the oldest orc races in the Rage Flame plane, and they only existed in that era.

Third, in that canyon that is exactly the same as the Charred Scar, Lord Raphael must have observed the Charred Scar."

Raphael's face looked a little bad and nodded.

"I have observed that the canyon is exactly the same as the charred mark, and the surrounding terrain is almost exactly the same as the charred mark. If the charred mark is not mined around it, it should be exactly the same as here!"

Di Lasi looked at Lin Yun with a sneer.

"Mafamerin, what do you want to say? Do you know what's going on in this world?"

Lin Yun frowned and came up with the final conclusion.

"My guess is that this incomplete world exists in the past of the Rage Flame plane and the ancient era of the Rage Flame plane."

Everyone was shocked when they said this.

"Merlin, you mean that this world exists in the past?"

Lin Yun nodded.

"Only orcs in that era would not know the plane and the path to planes, and only in that era would there be the Blood Tooth Tribe and the Golden Top Tribe.

The Blood Tooth Tribe and the Golden Top Tribe competed for the Angry Flame Plane. After they were extinct, the rise of other small tribes, the later Angry Flame Emperor, and the current Eight Tribes of the Angry Flame Orcs.

Similarly, only the charred marks in that era will look like here.

There will be no two identical planes, and there will be the existence of the demon lord there.

Combined with the history of the Rage Flame plane, this place can only be the Rage Flame plane, and it exists in the past Rage Flame plane!"

There was a trace of even more terrifying speculation. Lin Yun did not say it out. These things must be discussed with the Great Shaman later.

Lin Yun’s speculation. No one refuted it because this is the most reasonable truth. No other truth can meet all the conditions except this.

But this truth made everyone's face look ugly. What can be done to this point is an existence that everyone needs to absolutely look up to. Once they know it, they cannot find a way to leave this world.

"Mafamerin, what's the use of you saying so much? It's not all nonsense. We still don't know how to leave this haunted world. We don't know the damn undead, and the damn orcs..."

Di Lasi became a little irritable. No matter who is trapped here, he will be unable to get out at all. He will become irritable, and Lin Yun, who makes everyone unable to find a way out, became the target of Di Lasi's venting.

Lin Yun ignored Di Lasi's irritability and pointed to the distance.

"We don't know, but some people know that those golden orcs have become the Rage Flame Royal Clan for many years. They should have entered the Rage Flame Battlefield the most, and they also know the Rage Flame Battlefield the most. Since they have entered, they must know more news, such as how to leave this haunted world."

Di Lasi sneered.

"Mafamerin. Are you too naive or too stupid to think of asking the Golden Orcs such a stupid idea? Do you think those Golden Orcs will tell you happily?

The Golden Orcs are now the royal family in the Rage Flame Plane, and the hatred between them and humans is the greatest. They only treat us with swords and spells. Apart from vicious curses, there is no other nonsense.

You want to ask the Golden Orc. Your brain is broken, right?"

Lin Yun glanced at Di Lasi indifferently.

"With the clumsy knowledge of Your Excellency Di Lasi, you probably have never heard of torture and confession. You can arrest them all. In the world of the wizard, there are people with stronger willpower than steel, and there are also orcs whose souls and souls serve the shamanism with all their hearts. But it is impossible for all the golden orcs to do it, at least those golden orcs cannot do it all, and there will always be someone who will speak up."

Di Lasi's face became gloomy and he stared at Lin Yun coldly. Before he could say anything, Deidala made a decision.

"Okay, let's catch those golden orcs, hoping that their souls will be harder than their bodies. They are now in the Golden Top Tribe, so we will attack the Golden Top Tribe and capture all the Golden Orcs."

Raphael next to him shook his head in embarrassment.

"What should I do if the undead? The location of the Golden Top Tribe is easy to find, but how can we get over? Those damn orcs will not get close to the orcs, but will suddenly crawl out from the underground to siege us. Without solving the problem of the undead army, we have no way to go to the Golden Top Tribe."

Everyone shook their heads. Things were very troublesome. If you want to get out of this wasteland, you must find the golden orc. Maybe only they know how to leave this world.

As for walking out of the wasteland directly, who knows whether he left this world directly or died? The Blood-toothed Orcs have been here for so many years, and the people who left have disappeared forever. No one knows whether those who left died or really left, and no one dares to take risks.

If you want to catch the golden orc, you have to attack the Golden Top Tribe, but the problem of the undead army is a big problem. If you are surrounded by the undead army on the grassland, even a guy like Deidal, whose strength is comparable to that of a real heavenly powerhouse, may be killed by endless undead spirits.

Lin Yun pondered for a moment and suddenly thought of the great shaman of the tribe. The chief concealed a lot of things, so as the great shaman of the tribe, he must have concealed more things.

The orc tribes believe in the power and inheritance of their ancestors. On the human side, there is a clearer definition of these orcs. They believe in shamanic doctrines.

The prophet and the shaman are the two most critical people in the orc tribe. The prophet is in charge of the tribe's knowledge inheritance, and the shaman is strictly in charge of the tribe's doctrine and soul.

It is obvious that the shaman knows more about this kind of thing, which is enough to explain from the last incident.

Lin Yun stood up, left the room, and went to find the Great Shaman.

When I saw the Great Shaman, the Great Shaman was lying on the wooden bed. The walls of the room were covered with runes outlined in blood. There was nothing else in the room except a big bed. Even the big bed was covered with charred traces of lightning strike.

Obviously, the power of lightning that the great shaman was leading to was too much. The lightning stored by the body had exceeded his limit, and the body would unconsciously release lightning.

Lin Yun stepped into the house as if he attracted the lightning light in the house. In an instant, all the lightning flashed from the surface of the large shaman's body erupted and rushed towards Lin Yun. (To be continued)
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