Along the way, such sounds accompanied Yi Xia.

It was as if the orc had specially customized "welcome music" for him.

Yi Xia's progress was very fast, and he kept flying at a low altitude.

The sea of ​​flames stretching underneath seemed to be the support entrusted to him.

Yi Xia did not let the flames spread.

Along the way, he saw the scenery of the orc territory.

It is not as dark and brutal as imagined, and it is not as developed as imagined.

Unlike cultists who already make extensive use of fel energy and magical hybrid weapons and devices, a large number of orc tribes are still in a relatively primitive and savage condition.

Some of them exude the smell of blood and killing, while others look like a poor herding tribe.

If Yi Xia happened to pass by, he would throw a fireball at the tribe in front of him.

If it was the latter, they would just pass by.

He needs to kill to gain general experience, but he will not lose his inner principles for this.

When he saw a female orc sheltering her child behind her and facing him with a trembling body

He recognized that these orcs had a "human" element.

It is higher than good and evil, but it cannot separate good and evil.

No matter which one it was, Yi Xia, an orc tribe that exuded the aura of killing, did not let go of any of them.

Enlightenment is not something that Zhan Wu is familiar with...

At the end of the "straight line" drawn by Yi Xia, there is a dark wetland like a swamp.

A large number of wild orcs gathered together.

They all stared with fanatical eyes at the giant egg in front of them that exuded some kind of sacred and evil aura.

They know that God is coming!

Even if it fails to show one ten thousandth of His majestic body.

But in this dark world, it is undoubtedly the supreme glory.
Chapter completed!