The war between the whale demon and the red-dead demon lasted for a full six months. During these six months, the sky in the orc territory was often red or blue, and the earth was also flashing with traces of the battle between the two illusion demons.

Because both sides exist between the material world and the spiritual world, their war has little impact on the material world, but it has a great impact on people in reality.

For example, you hear the sound of water flowing, see the tsunami, and see the evil red substance that is rendered with evil turns into the sun and colorful clouds in the sky, but the next moment, these may all disappear, and the influence of these things only exists in the human spirit.

The long-term battle of the illusion demon has little impact on the mountains, rivers and earth, but it has affected the living people and the totems on the entire land.

The ancestor spirits in the totem are feeling their power declining at every moment.

The six-month war between the illusion demons caused the ancestor spirits of the orc totem to decline for at least ten years.

In the holy city, more than 10,000 traditional shamans beat dinosaur skin drums day and night to fight against the battle between the illusion demons in the sky.

The orc prophet stood on the city wall, singing the romance of the magic demon while dancing the Red Death Demon dance to manipulate the [Red Death Demon].

The origin of the [Red Dead Demon] comes from the [Substitute Totem] placed by the orc prophet in various cities, so there is a prerequisite for the orc prophet to manipulate this artificial illusion.

The whale demon in the sky has a turbulent anger.

"Shameless orcs, you dare to create another me."

"I am the only one. You have such a courage to create another me."

"Haha, Dilon has entered the Holy City."

"You won't win!"

...

In the holy city, the orc prophet looked at the disciples orc Dilon and the orc Dilon's troops who appeared behind him. He did not show any surprise, but instead had a natural expression.

"You're finally here, Dillon."

"Too."

"The reason you chose to sneak into the Holy City during this time was because you expected that my war with the Whale Demon had reached the most intense level, so out of your sensitivity to war, you chose to come over at my weakest moment."

The Orc Prophet manipulated the Red Dead Demon while saying, "This has always been your style."

The orc Diron looked at the prophet and looked at the illusion war that took place above your head. "Master, sure enough, those strange shamans are all your work. The ancestor spirits who have been forcibly stripped of memory and reason, and the war between the two illusion demons that appear in the sky are all your work."

"Why should we provoke a war between the elves when we are fighting each other with the elves?"

"You put us in a passive state."

Orc Diron drew out the Orc's broad sword and said loudly: "Give me a reason."

"Otherwise, I will kill you and the magic demon."

The orc prophet turned his back to him, "You said our war with the elves? No, it was your war with the elves. Did you find that even if the orcs' hinterland were almost destroyed by the illusionists, the elves did not choose to attack."

"In fact, two days ago, the Senate also supported a batch of food in the Holy City."

“I have always been friends with the elves.”

The orc Diron's eyes were about to break, "Traitor."

"Sure enough, you have always been betraying me."

"die!"

The moment the Orc Dilon was about to attack the Orc Prophet, the Prophet turned his head suddenly. "Who is the one who deserves to die?"

"Who is betraying the orcs?"

"Dilon, you don't want to give up anyone. This is your advantage, but you have no plans for the future. This is your disadvantage."

"No matter how good you think, in the end, it will turn the orcs into the hell on earth today."

The orc prophet looked at the orc Dilon who was holding his sword and stopped in the air. He took two steps forward and asked Dilon: "Although the orc territory seventy-three years ago was poor and deserted, we still have the agricultural, handicraft heritage left to us by the elves, and the people who are full of expectations for the future."

"Now, we have nothing."

"Look at this holy city, there is nothing."

"This is all the problems you have caused."

"I admit that I have done some disgraceful actions in this process, but your inaction and incompetence have made things so bad. The war you love has not solved any problems for you, but is just constantly creating problems. Your confusion has caused you to betrayal of your relatives, the orc adjutant is seriously injured and dying. Marlinni left you, I betrayed you, and your generals betrayed you."

The orc prophet looked at Dilon with persecution, and Dilon took a step back.

"Your existence prevents the orcs from making progress."

"So, you've been abandoned by all of us, we don't need you."

The orc Diron raised his eyebrows. "I still have the Father God!"

"Father God?" The orc prophet showed a funny expression. He noticed that the whale demon took advantage of this opportunity to attack the Red Death Demon madly, but that's it. The whale demon has consumed too much power and can almost do the conquest work.

"You actually have the face to mention God the Father!"

"Dilon, God the Father will give everyone a chance and warm everyone. You are not unique at all. It is like the sun in the sky shining on everyone, not because this person is a good person."

“The rain and dew will sprinkle on every piece of land, not because this piece of land is a good piece of land.”

The orc prophet looked at Dillon and said word by word: "You are determined to tell the Father God that you love the Father God, but in fact you don't know what the Father God needs. God needs us as civilized and developed as elves, and what have you done?"

"You have failed the Father's favor for you."

The orc Diron's pupils suddenly spread.

He looked around and looked at the prosperous holy city and the swarming refugees outside the holy city. The refugees cursed Dillon and gave him a final blow.

"you……"

"Prophet, I will not listen to your instigation."

The orc Diron looked at his general and ordered: "Kill the orc prophet because he created the magic demon and put us in crisis."

The generals immediately raised their swords and walked towards the orc prophet.

The orc prophet's eyes were dark.

Dilon chose a good opportunity. Now his subordinates are all resisting the whale demon, including himself. Therefore, if Dilon chooses to take action at this time, he may really die.

The orc Diron's eyes were red, and he felt extremely lonely, so he was extremely angry.

At this moment, he didn't want to think about anything, just wanted to kill the prophet and regain control of the matter.

He walked forward, and eight spiritual lightnings rushed towards the orc prophet.

I saw eight red lightning snakes with their heads attacking each other with the vicious souls around the orc prophet, as they were equal to each other.

The orc Diron laughed. "Sure enough, you are the source of those strange shamans. I'm right to kill you..."

"Puff~"

Dilong spitted out a mouthful of blood. He looked behind him incredibly, and saw the orc guard Scarface inserted into his heart with the orc broadsword. Immediately afterwards, some of the other generals betrayed him and slaughtered each other, forming a stalemate.

The sudden situation shocked everyone, including the orc prophet.

Dillon turned his head and vomited blood. "Even you were bribed by the Orc Prophet? Scarface? When did it happen, three months ago or four months ago? Was it just now? How much stuff did he give you? Can these things be as much as I give you?"

Scarface smiled with a bandit smile. "I'm sorry, Chief, the Prophet didn't give me anything."

"I'm worthless!"

By the wall, the orc prophet turned around. He suppressed his surprise and said to Dillon: "I have no one to buy you."

"Your people are hard to buy unless they do not agree with your philosophy."

"The person who assassinated you is not mine."

Not the orc prophet?

The orc Diron looked at Scarface, feeling extremely sad and angry, "You are the one I believe the most."

"Tell me why I betrayed me. Am I not good enough to you? I can give you whatever you want!"

"You are good enough to me." Scar's face turned dark. "Dilon, as far as a leader is concerned, you are the best person from your perspective, you never give up on us, never be stingy with us, and never lead us to defeat wars."

"You are the most perfect orc chief."

"You must be famous in the legends of the future, and I, a worthless person, will be forgotten by everyone."

"History is so cruel that all your shortcomings will be ignored, and we minions have no value to remember."

Scarface saw blood flowing out of Dillon's chest, and he turned his head sadly. "I have no objection to you."

"When I was at the lowest point in my training and when I was looked down upon, it was you who came over and encouraged me and taught me good exercise methods."

"But fifty years ago." Scarface held the orc broadsword tightly, his hands trembling, but his eyes were filled with blood. "Do you still remember fifty years ago, fifty years ago, my wife was insulted to death by your subordinates. I'm here to find you, what did you tell me?"

"Tell me, my wife seduces your soldiers, and you tell me to get out."

"At that time, I thought I was rolling out like a dog, all I thought about was suicide, but I overcame the cowardice of escaping and decided to find an opportunity to take revenge. In the process, I became an orc."

"So I do the hardest training every day. I cut my face with a knife and ruined my appearance because I am afraid that you will find out who I am."

"Although my appearance has changed a lot since I became an orc, I am still worried."

Scarface stared at Dilong, and he had to take revenge, but why did he have only emptiness in his heart?

"Orc Dillon, I am holding the sword of justice that avenges my wife and children now, and I will not be bribed by anyone."
To be continued...