After the war, the third year.

In the lowland pig people city-state, a group of pig people hid behind the tall city walls and looked up at the changing sky.

Their ears were filled with howling ghosts and wolves howling storms whistling across the earth, and their eyes were filled with flying sand and stones, roof tiles blown by the wind, and vegetation blown away.

It started to rain heavily in the sky.

The pigs were very panicked and looked for places to hide from the rain.

"A storm hit the coast, we'll inform the Council."

"I have never seen such a strong wind. This time the tsunami will definitely be very large. I'm afraid our city will not be able to be protected."

"What's the use of the council? Tell the Senate quickly."

In less than three hours, an expedited document was delivered to the table in Bellicille.

He immediately held an emergency meeting.

In the Senate, all the senators gathered together.

Berlekri said to the senators who were still unaware of it: "God of the Father is above, and there is a hurricane on the sea that is heading towards our cities in the lowlands. According to the opinion of the Pigman Council, the scale of this tsunami will be very large, and more than 70% of the cities are expected to be in the range of the tsunami."

“We have to come up with a quick solution.”

An elf elder sneered. "What can a pig man know?"

Berlicley glanced at him.

The veteran looked embarrassed and dared not speak anymore.

Severu suggested: "All pigs and orcs in the city-state on the coast should be arranged immediately to retreat to our high ground."

Diana had a different opinion. "But, in this way, all the buildings and farmlands we have on the coast will be destroyed by floods."

"Life is the most important." An elf elder said briefly. "It is great to be able to save your life."

"Besides, that's a natural disaster. Are we going to fight against it? I'm afraid that the cost of rebuilding all the buildings destroyed by floods is not as good as the resources we consume to resist natural disasters."

This statement was approved by most of the elders.

"Let them evacuate the lowlands immediately, we can rebuild the city after the disaster."

"Yes, mobilize the elves and we can quickly recover all losses."

Bellikri shook his head.

"I don't agree, we probably have to face the natural disasters."

The elders looked over in surprise.

Why?

"Sir, why is this?"

Bellicille explained to them: "You forgot a little bit that the lowlands are important grain-producing territory."

"The plateau is full of mountains and forests, and has been polluted by strong acids and cannot farm for the time being."

“We cannot lose the farmland area in the lowlands, otherwise our food will become a problem.”

The head of state said, awakening all the elders.

They almost forgot that the kingdom is one, not that the city-state on your side has lost and we are fine, so the lowlands are important grain-producing areas.

Once the lowlands are destroyed, the national strength of the entire kingdom will be removed by 30%.

An elf veteran was so anxious that his mouth was dry.

"What should I do, Master Head?"

The other elders were anxious.

“God of the Father is above, and we have forgotten this.”

"The Head of State said it is right. In this way, we must not only fight against natural disasters, but also eliminate them."

Berlekri rubbed his eyebrows. "Hateful extreme weather."

"Let's do this, the Senate immediately ordered all the city-states to summon more than 5,000 elves and wizards, and I want them to freeze the sea!"

The elves looked at each other.

Faced with dangerous natural disasters, the Head of State did not let the pigs retreat, but directly eliminated the natural disasters...

Berlikri said: "According to the charter we passed in the People's Congress before, when the country encounters natural disasters and is in danger, the Senate can bypass the Citizens' Congress and directly issue an order to mobilize resources and save the city-state. Do you agree to issue this order?"

A veteran was still hesitating. "But... is this possible?"

"I have learned carefully about the process of King Augustus' crossing the sea to kill the wisdom insects that day." Bericre said: "They first frozen the sea surface and then crossed the sea. At that time, they had less than three thousand elves."

"So, we absolutely have the ability to freeze the sea."

"I can also use the ancient tree of life to transform into a war to strengthen the defense line."

Orc Dylan said: "Teacher, I can also transform into a Beamon beast and fight the waves."

"But..." an elf veteran who had already changed his job to a druid hesitated: "Is such a large-scale action hindering the development of nature?"

"Our purpose is to protect farmland, but farmland itself is an act of destroying nature."

"It's against nature."

Pericre said to him patiently: "Please rest assured that the natural druid itself is the coordinator of the harmonious coexistence of life and nature."

"So, now we need to mediate the relationship between nature and life in that area, to comfort the hurricanes, and to protect the life there, which is exactly the duty of our natural druids."

"Okay, let's start the vote."

The persuaded elders soon passed the decree.

Soon, the elves from the Senate went to 23 elves and dispatched troops.

In the parliamentary building of the northernmost city-state [Mashar] on the plateau, the elf messenger took out the envelope and wrote the blank paper of the order of the Senate, announcing it to the members of the parliament all over the room.

"In the name of God the Father, the Senate and the people, the Head and the Senate have discussed and studied and agreed that the hurricanes in the lowlands must be eliminated. Masharl immediately provided the capital with one hundred and twenty elves and wizards and went back with me immediately."

Members of Parliament blinked to eliminate the hurricane? After research and discussion, in the name of God the Father and the people?

A member of the parliament secretly said to his friend: "Suddenly I feel that the power of our Senate is so great."

...

Orc lowlands.

Dillon was making a totem in the tent of the king. This totem is different from all other totems. Since he saw the Spirit of Creation and returned from heaven, he has missed the appearance of God the Father countless times and remembered the words He had said to himself.

Then, by chance, it was like a flash of inspiration and a flash of inspiration. He knew that he wanted to make an unprecedented unique totem.

This thought appeared in his mind as if it had taken root, making him unable to resist this desire.

Before, he had tried to distract himself with fighting and get rid of this too intense and uncommon soul throbbing.

Now, Dillon gave up resisting this desire.

He wants to make this totem and see what it looks like.

His big hand held a dagger that could be regarded as a dagger, stabbing it on the peach wood with one knife, carving the totem in his heart.

‘After seeing God the Father, I had inspiration in my heart, but I had never seen this image. I had no soul-suming, it was just an ordinary piece of wood. Why did I feel that it already had a soul?’

‘The knowledge of orcs comes from apocalypse. Because I have seen God the Father, this totem automatically penetrates into my mind? Is this totem from… the direct revelation of God the Father?’

‘I just know that I have to focus, not be distracted, not be distracted, not be distracted, I only do one thing at this moment.’

Outside the king's tent, the orc prophet took Athorman to enter the tent, but was stopped by the guards.

The guard apologized: "I'm sorry, Prophet, Chief said, I can't let anyone else in anyway."

"If I let you in, my head will be gone."

The Orc Prophet glared at him. "Hmph. The lowlands came the largest storm ever, but he played with the seclusion of the elves."

"Let me see him quickly."

The guards were in a dilemma. "But sir, my head..."

The prophet turned his eyes and actually if he persisted, he would definitely see Dillon today. In the past, that's what he did.

This guy Dilong is very good at doing something, but when he does this, he will definitely be very serious, very serious, focus on others and ignore other things.

In the past, Dillon could only concentrate on doing something by himself.

today……

The prophet's eyes darkened. He pulled Athorman away, turned around and pretended to be angry, and stamped his feet several times.

"You will regret it."

"Dilon, for your negligence, God the Father will definitely blame you."

The prophet pulled Atorman and said to him, "Child, let's go to the temple on the slope. I will tell the Father that someone is dereliction of duty."

Athorman was smarter than ordinary orcs. He saw the prophet's intentions and his eyes flashed for a moment. He thought that this was wrong, but he nodded fiercely when he remembered the injustice he had suffered before.
Chapter completed!