In the alley, the orc Diron was attacked by the [Evil Soul], while the six shamans of the spirit were attacked by the spiritual lightning chain. Everyone was struggling to hold on, but the six shamans of the spirit took out the branches of the [Ancient War Tree].

They also took out bows and arrows, set them up arrows, and three wooden arrows made of branches of [Ancient War Tree], aiming at the orc Diron.

"Diet from the resentment of our unjust souls, Diron!"

The orc Diron was immersed in the breath of Marlinni's magic power and did not respond.

The first wooden arrow made of branches of [Ancient War Tree] passed through his right shoulder, and the stinging pain made Diron's pupils suddenly shrink. At this moment, he instinctively pulled out the wooden arrow on his shoulder. When he had just pulled out the wooden arrow, the wooden arrow absorbed the energy dissipated in the air, and even snatched the power of the orc Diron, and quickly blossomed and sprouted, turning into a huge tree.

The six shamans of all spirits used the branches of the ancient tree of war for the first time, and had never seen them before. When they saw this effect, they all marveled in their hearts at the power of the things that the elves gave them.

This thing is really useful.

The orc Diron looked at the trees on the ground. If his hands and feet were slower just now, the branches were stained with their own blood and expanded and grew on their shoulders, they would probably squeeze out their internal organs and lungs, and they would have died just now.

He was sweating profusely.

When facing the critical moment of life and death, he found the most fundamental spiritual pillar for his survival.

God the Father!

God the Father needs me to live.

Even if my relatives, subordinates, lovers, and friends all leave me, I still have God the Father in my heart, and God the Father still pays attention to me.

God the Father dwells in the kingdom of heaven.

That day, I stood in the vast and dark kingdom of God in the kingdom of heaven, and saw the gentle side of God the Father. The vast and deep love wrapped myself up, as warm as the sunshine in spring.

"I'm sorry, my life is not just mine."

"So, I'm not going to give it to you." Diron swept over the six orcs and his mental power regained. "Your power is indeed very unique, but it comes a feeling that makes me disgusted."

"What exactly are you using?"

"Why are the ancestor spirits on me repelling you?"

"Are you no longer able to use the normal ancestor spirit?"

The six shamans of all spirits were in the pain caused by the spiritual lightning, and their hearts were bitter. Why was the chief of the orcs still able to talk to them in an interrogative tone even though they were clearly in desperate situations?

The six shamans of the Ten Thousand Spirits were full of murderous intentions, "You can't help but."

"You can't control your body now, and you can't escape the wooden arrows made from ancient trees of war."

Two wooden arrows from ancient war trees aimed at the orc Diron.

The six shamans of all spirits said in a hurry to end the assassination operation: "You cannot pull out two wooden arrows at the same time. As long as you don't pull out one of them, you... you will die. Once you die, these spiritual lightning will disappear."

Two wooden arrows aimed at Dilon and were about to shoot at Dilon. Suddenly, a shaman of all spirits screamed and fell to the ground, leaving his head and body separated.

The other five shamans with all spirits looked red.

"brother!"

"Brother, how are you?"

"Someone attacked us, it was someone who was secretly arranged by Dilong??"

...

A wooden arrow from the ancient war tree fell on the ground, and the other shot on Dillon's chest, but because there was only one, he had enough time to pull out the arrow from his chest.

Orc Diron breathed a sigh of relief and saved his life.

He looked at the source of all these changes.

I saw that in the alley, the orc guard, scarred and stood in the alley with a smile on his face. His orc broadsword was still stained with the blood of a shaman of all spirits.

Scarface looked at the five shamans of all spirits and spit out a mouthful of saliva. Behind him, a horned dragon ancestor spirit roared behind him.

"Even if a shaman is powerful, he will die without his head."

Scarface cut off the head of another shaman of spirits again.

Even if those shamans of all spirits want to avoid it, they can't do it because they are still under the attack of Dillon's spiritual lightning. "Chief, who are these people? Why do they feel like I hate them?"

Two shamans of all spirits died suddenly. After losing their masters, they were forced to run out of Dilong's body and shatter their souls in the air.

With the roar of the orc Dilon, the remaining evil spirits were forced to run out of Dilon's body.

"You saved my life, Scarface." Orc Diron walked to the remaining four shamans of all spirits, and his mental power flashed again, turning into a big snake with eight heads. The big snake swallowed the four shamans of all spirits into his mouth.

【Eight Scenery Snake Bite】!

Four shamans of all spirits were hit by this attack and their pupils lost focus.

Scarface took a step back, "Sir, you are becoming more and more capable of manipulating the ancient city's Tyrannosaurus totem."

"I will explain why I appeared here. You ordered the presidency of the city defense before, but I suddenly thought that since the traitors can instigate our army, they can also hide in our army, waiting for us to relax our guard and then stab you who was injured. Therefore, I followed all the way."

“As I said, I will always be loyal to you.”

Orc Diron patted his shoulder. "Scarface, you have made great contributions. I will give you everything I have in the future."

He looked at the four shamans of the All Spirits and said, "Speak out what you are using and who are you."

"Otherwise my spiritual lightning will kill you."

Four shamans of all spirits wailed on the ground. They were in extreme pain, their facial features were twisted, and they looked like terrifying.

A shaman of all spirits was in grief and anger. "My brother has died at your hands. What else can I say to kill us."

"Hahaha... the giant ship of the times will not stop just because of you."

Another shaman of all spirits said: "We are watching your failure underground. Even if you rely on the power of a person to block the years of the times, the wheels will eventually crush you, the stone that blocks the way."

"Sir, we are not disrespectful to you, but your time has stopped at a certain moment."

“Never move forward any more.”

"So, you should at least give the opportunity to those who still want to continue!"

The orc Diron picked up his white horse totem, "If you don't tell me, I have a way to know."

He stuffed his white horse totem to a shaman of all spirits. Suddenly, the ancestor spirit in the white horse totem seemed to be angry and appeared in the air. Then he began to attack the four shamans who could not move and bite their souls.

"Sir, we need to leave a living mouth," said the orc adjutant.

"I know." Diron shook his head. "But it wasn't me who was manipulating the totem spirit of the white horse totem, it was the spontaneous reaction of the totem spirit. What exactly did they use?"

Soon, the last four shamans of all spirits were attacked and killed by the spirit of the white horse totem.

Dillon thought. "Sure enough, as I thought, they could not control the normal totem."

"They will be backfired by the ancestor spirit."

"Maybe, we should go back and ask my master what the hell is going on."

"There are not so many masters among the orcs."

In the night sky, in the extreme west direction, a white light column soared into the sky, and the air broke through the sky. This change shocked the orc Dilon and his guard's scar face. The orc Dilon looked at the direction that continued to emit light columns. "It's the direction of the holy city."

"It seems that we do have to go to the Holy City."

Scarface said: "Sir, your injury is too serious. Will you go now?"

“Go now.”

Scarface nodded. "Then I'll go organize the army, and there is a large area controlled by elves in the Holy City and our location. It will take about three months for us to find a way to pass through that location."

...

In the orc holy city, the peach blossoms are flying all over the sky, and fish and dragons dance overnight.

The completion of the Land of All Spirits finally reached 60%.

The powerful spiritual energy turns into a pillar of light and rushes into the sky. I think this vision will continue in the next few days.

The Orc Prophet murmured to himself. "Whether it is my six disciples or Dillon's soul, they can push the Land of All Spirits to complete the last step."

"But I thought it would be done by Dillon's soul."

"I didn't expect that Dillon, who was betrayed by his relatives, did not die in the bureau set up by me and Bellicille."

"Father God, can this sword really not be able to retract the scabbard, and this blocking stone really not be removed! I have been thinking about it for fifty years, but I haven't killed him yet. I'll be in trouble next. I can only deal with the whale demon and Dillon together, but I have the support of Belicre."

Dilon's power is beyond the prediction of the orc prophet.

He thought he was already high-minded enough Dillon.

The Orc Prophet thought for a while and immediately got up and returned to his room, preparing to write an urgent letter to Bellicille.
Chapter completed!