Game of the World Tree - Chapter 532

532. Chapter 530 These damn long ears!

The elves of the Elf Forest have a legendary underground spider queen!

This matter is no longer a secret among the high-ranking orcs.

In the actions of the Elf Corps over the past ten days, this terrifying underground spider has appeared frequently.

Although it did not directly attack the orcs, it repeatedly drilled out from the ground and directly destroyed the walls of the orc tribes, causing the divine defense barriers of many tribes to fail before they could play a role… It can

be said that the elves were able to easily break through the orcs’ strongholds, and this underground spider played at least nearly one-third of the role!

And there is no doubt…

This time, it must be that the underground spider took action again!

I’m afraid it went underground again like the previous action and opened up the underground passages leading to various tribes!

And those reduced elves are probably in this way to bypass the Sandstorm City and directly invade the orc tribes in the rear!

Thinking of this, the Oracle King Bazan felt even more depressed.

As a gold professional, he knew too well the horror of a legendary monster.

This crypt spider is simply invincible underground!

In front of it, ordinary Orc tribes are like paper…

Unless there is a complete divine defense barrier like Sandstorm City, otherwise, no one below the demigod can stop it from rampaging underground.

“Damn… How did the elves subdue such a monster?! If I remember correctly, the crypt spiders are extremely arrogant. They simply cannot tolerate being driven by a weaker existence than themselves!” “It can’t be…

that the one in the Elf Forest directly subdued it?”

Bazan’s face was gloomy.

Of course, everything has its flaws.

If there is anything that makes Bazan feel fortunate, it is that the crypt spiders cannot adapt to sunlight and holy light…

If they fight on the ground, their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced; when facing priests, they will also be restrained.

Otherwise, facing a legion with legendary monsters, the Oracle King Bazan really doesn’t know how to deal with it without the support of legendary strongmen…

At this point, the Orc King has made a decision in his heart.

This can’t go on!

If the elves are allowed to act, the surrounding tribes will probably suffer!

We must send troops. The number of the elves is not as large as ours. As long as they are destroyed, a legendary monster whose strength is greatly reduced under the sunlight and holy light will not be able to cause much harm to the Orc tribe on the surface…

Thinking of this, Bazan’s expression became serious and he ordered his left and right:

“Pass the order down, all legions should be prepared, rest for a day, and assemble the army tomorrow morning to launch an active attack on the elves!”

However, just after Bazan gave the order, an old voice stopped his messenger:

“Your Majesty, no!”

Bazan turned his head and his expression became more gloomy:

“Why?”

“High Priest, you have to give me a reason! The tribes around us are not a small number! Are you going to let the elves wreak havoc?!”

Bazan roared.

The one who stopped him was the new chief high priest of the Orcs!

Seeing Bazan’s face full of suppressed anger, the high priest sighed.

He drew a bow symbol on his chest, and then said enthusiastically:

“This… is the oracle of the Father God!”

“The Father God has sensed the familiar fluctuations of divine power on the side of the elves. The one in the Elf Forest… is likely to have arrived. Therefore, the army must not act at will before we complete the mission of the true god!”

The oracle king listened, his expression uncertain.

He gritted his teeth and said:

“But, those tribes around…”

“Your Majesty!”

The chief high priest interrupted Bazan.

He shook his head slowly and said meaningfully:

“For the Father God’s plan, some sacrifices are necessary.”

“The future of the orcs is ultimately tied to the Father God. As long as the Father God can become strong enough, even if there is only one of us orcs left, there is a way to rise!”

“The Father God… is our future!”

The chief high priest looked serious and determined.

After that, he added:

“Of course, the news of the elves attacking other tribes must be kept secret from the residents of the city and the various legions for

the time being, so as not to shake the morale of the army…” Sandstorm City is a nearby central city, and it has a thousand connections with the surrounding Orc tribes. Many city residents and soldiers stationed in the army even come from these tribes…

If they know about it, it will be bad.

Bazan looked at him for three minutes, and finally sighed:

“Ah…”

“Then… wait a little longer.”

…

The Orcs’ high-level officials finally decided to continue waiting.

However, without the support of the Orc army, the elves’ activities became more unbridled…

In the next less than three days, several bad news came to Sandstorm City one after another –

the other Orc tribes behind Sandstorm City were also attacked one after another.

Like the previous two tribes, the elves still emerged directly from the soil. They were powerful and easily destroyed these tribes…

In just a few days, the elven army had already wiped out eight tribes around Sandstorm City.

The smallest number of these tribes is 3,000, and the largest is as high as 7,000, with a total population of nearly 50,000…

Even though the Oracle King Bazan had anticipated such a loss, he still felt a little restless.

“The output of the tribes around Sandstorm City accounts for nearly one-third of the entire Death Desert… If this continues, even if we win, I’m afraid we will be in decline for at least twenty years!”

He said to the high priest again with worry.

“My king! Be patient! At this time… you must be patient! The final winner must belong to us!”

The high priest comforted him with a solemn expression.

However, his slightly trembling beard also showed that his heart was not as calm as it seemed…

However, even this apparent calmness did not last long.

Because after a few days, the news that the elves had destroyed the surrounding tribes finally spread in the city…

And along with it, the decision of the orcs’ top leaders to keep their troops in place was also spread.

Not only that…

When these news became more and more intense, they eventually turned into rumors –

the orcs’ top leaders were afraid of the elf army, and in order to delay the elves’ attack, they gave up other orc tribes!

The orcs’ top leaders… have fallen!

They have become selfish and cold-blooded, cruel and cowardly!

When this rumor spread, the originally somewhat stable Sandstorm City suddenly fell into turmoil!

Even the stationed army was in a bit of chaos…

Orcs respect the strong.

They… despise cowards!

“Asshole! Who leaked it! Who spread that rumor!”

Looking at the information in his hand, Bazan was furious.

The orc soldier who delivered the message could only kneel on the ground, trembling with fear, not daring to speak.

This time, even the chief high priest standing aside fell silent.

His face was also very ugly.

Because these rumors are getting more and more outrageous, and now there is even a hint of leading to the true God, there are already voices in the city saying… This is His Majesty the Father God intends to abandon some of the orcs!

Although… it is not wrong in essence, some things should never be said, because it will seriously affect faith!

“We can’t go on like this! If we continue like this, I’m afraid that even without the elves taking action, we will be busy here!”

Bazan said in a deep voice.

The high priest also gnashed his teeth:

“Damn it… How did it leak out?!”

At this time, new news reached the ears of the two high-ranking half-orcs…

“Report! King, high priest! We have caught the criminal who spread the rumor!”

said the half-orc warrior who delivered the message.

Bazan’s face was stern, and then he said angrily:

“Who is it?!”

“It’s not our people, but black market merchants from the underground world who came to do business!”

The soldier replied.

“Merchant?!”

The Oracle King Bazan and the Chief High Priest were stunned at the same time.

“That’s right! And… After we tortured them, we got more information from them!”

“It was the elves… They paid a high price to let them spread rumors in Sandstorm City!”

Elves? !

The Oracle King Bazan was slightly stunned, and then his face was angry:

“Despicable! Shameless…!”

However, the half-orc soldier still didn’t finish his words:

“Not only that… We also got some information about the elves!”

Information about the elves?

Bazan narrowed his eyes, suppressed his anger, and said:

“What is it?”

“The elves… seem to be buying magic materials everywhere, and according to the black market merchants… those materials seem to be used to build teleportation arrays!”

Teleportation array?

The Oracle King Bazan frowned.

“They want to build a teleportation array? Impossible? His Majesty the Father God has banned space teleportation…”

He muttered to himself.

However, he stopped talking halfway.

His body suddenly tensed up, his face turned from red to white, and from white to blue…

He clenched his fists, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and his eyes became more solemn than ever before…

At this moment, he seemed to understand something, and his expression changed slightly.

Then, Bazan turned to the chief high priest.

At the same time, he found that the chief high priest also looked at him.

The expressions of the two were almost exactly the same…

“These damn, cunning long ears!”

They cursed almost in unison.

It was past ten o’clock when I got home by train… I’m so tired today, there is only a short update, and I will make up for it tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)