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Seeing Zaruer being so mysterious, the king became curious.

It didn't matter whether he knew it or not, since it would be useless even if he knew it since he was destined to die in this war anyway, but he could pass the information to his close friend Lafayette.

"What's going on? The War of the Gods? I remember that every thousand years, the 'Gods' of Stage 8 would start a war. Last era, they wiped out the pure-blooded demons, pure-blooded elves, and orcs. Now, only the human hybrids are left."

As a king, he received a rich enough education before becoming a king.

He knows a lot of things that even the dukes and nobles may not understand. What's more, the "Four Knights" and the chief of the Hermit Order treat him as air and completely ignore the various topics he discusses.

Therefore, the king also knows some things from the previous era, and the "War of the Gods" will be a reshuffle of the world.

"Hmm? Hahahaha, no no no, no no, if everything goes well, the 'War of the Gods' won't even happen and it can be over."

Zaruer chuckled and denied the king's guess. Before the king could ask further questions, a small insect flew in from outside the door.

Looking at the little fly, Zaruer made a gesture of silence to indicate that the previous topic was over.

Then his fingers touched the small insect fly, and the small insect fly exploded, and the splashing green blood formed a screen in the air.

"Well, it looks like the Seventh Seat has started, and he has arrived in Oakland City."

"King, it's not time for you to appear yet. Why don't you watch the next battle with me?"

"Hey, I hope the Second Seat Master can come back soon and not delay for too long."

After mumbling a few words, Zaruer looked at the magic screen in front of him.

At this time, a fat figure appeared in the forest of Oakland City, but there was not only one person behind him.

There were over a thousand fat pig-headed orcs wearing armor and with yellow fangs sticking out of their lips. They stared at the forest city built by the elf hybrids with greedy eyes.

Chapter 281 Pig-headed Orcs and the House of Evolution

In Oakland, the branches of the Tree of Life swayed slightly, making a rustling sound.

Weilin, who was sitting under the tree, opened her emerald eyes, and at this moment, her eyes were blooming with vigorous and rich life energy.

The other people around looked at Weilin nervously. They all knew what was going to happen next.

"It has begun. The Hermits have arrived. There are many of them."

Sure enough, after hearing what Weilin said.

Baron Vess and Silas both breathed a sigh of relief, but they were not looking forward to the battle they were about to start.

The cost of fighting was great, but the cost of not fighting was even greater. What made them feel relieved at this moment was that it was finally their turn. They had just learned that the Thor family had been attacked by the cadres of the King's Army and the heads of the Hermits, and the four satellite cities had been successfully defended.

So next, it should be Auckland City's turn, right?

So they were all very nervous just now, not knowing when the king's army and the hermit would arrive.

Knowing that the other party will definitely come, but the other party has not yet appeared, people have always felt like a rock hanging over their heads, making them nervous and worried. Now that the rock has fallen, they don't have to worry anymore.

"Okay, I'll go check out who the enemy is! Let's go first, Miss Weilin, you stay back and watch."

Baron Weiss stood up, his muscles still strong and shiny. He had been taking good care of his body for this day.

The noble subordinates behind him also clenched their weapons, and the fully armed armor on their bodies made a metallic friction sound.

In order to protect the city of Oakland, Baron Weiss and his subordinates are always ready to sacrifice themselves. Although Baron Weiss and the nobles are not half-elfs, they have become like a family with the half-elfs during this period of time.

"Forget it, Weilin, just let me go. Baron Weiss has just been married for a short time. I am worried that his eyesight is not good. After all, Baron Weiss is almost seventy years old, right? I heard yesterday that your wife is pregnant."

Not wanting to be outdone, Silas also jumped up and revealed Baron Weiss's information without hesitation.

Although Baron Weiss is old and has not married yet, he married a half-elf woman some time ago, a woman who was willing to grease Baron Weiss's belly and they even had a child.

Even though Silas didn't like Baron Weiss, Baron Weiss had captured many of them when the Duchess ruled Oakland City, but when the Duchess fought against Weilin and Blacklet, Baron Weiss did not stand on the other side.

When the elf half-bloods in Oakland City were attacked by the Sixth Seat of the Hermit Order, he did not betray the elf half-bloods.

At this point, there is no doubt that Baron Weiss is loyal to the city of Oakland.

And he really had no ill will towards the elf half-bloods. This muscular baron was just a simple-minded person who could only think about one thing and not a second one.

"Baron, your child has elven blood. If you, the father, die, wouldn't our half-elven offspring be fatherless?"

"Now every half-elf child is our future, so let me be the pioneer."

Standing behind Silas were the rebels who had once fought against the Duchess for the future of the elf half-bloods.

These warriors who were once willing to fight for the liberation of the elf half-bloods are now also willing to fight for their own future.

The aura exuded by each of the elf half-blood warriors at this time was at stage five, and some were even at stage six. Silas, as the leader, was also at stage six.

These are all blessings bestowed by the Tree of Life. Not only can they allow pure-blooded humans like Baron Weiss and Butler Duke to obtain longer lifespans and abundant life energy, they also have a significant effect on improving the magic power of the elf half-bloods.

After all, the Tree of Life was once an extremely important treasure to the elves.

"Silas! What do you mean!? Are you doubting the strength of Baron Weiss!?"

"Your strength? Your strength is only at stage five! Do you still doubt your strength?!"

“Even if it’s stage five! I’m no worse than you! If you’re brave enough, arm wrestle with me! Didn’t you just break through to stage six yesterday!?”

"Even if I just broke through to stage six yesterday, I'm still better than you! If I'm given some time to communicate with the Tree of Life, I might be able to get the title of demigod!"

"You? Forget it, Silas. You can only sense some simple information from the Tree of Life. You are no match for Miss Weilin."

"Shut up! What is Weilin?! She is the child chosen by the Tree of Life. It's only natural that I can't compare to her! Anyway, I'll be the vanguard this time!"

"..."

The first battle began, and both Silas, Weilin's brother, and Baron Vess wanted to take the lead.

The two of them stood up one after another, turned around and walked outside.

Looking at the two men arguing endlessly, Weilin sighed helplessly.

"Are you all idiots? Why do you still need to be the vanguard? The enemy is already outside the city wall, why do you still need to be the vanguard? Now the guys from the Hermit Society have already started to attack the city. We have plenty of time to observe them as long as the city gate is not broken."

If Silas and Baron Vess had one-tenth of Blacklight's brains, he would be much more relaxed.

Weilin didn't bother to pay attention to the two guys in front of her who were scratching their heads in embarrassment after being sprayed. She turned around and stood on the squirming vines. The vines then slowly rose up to form the shape of a stand.

There were vines under the feet of Silas, Baron Weiss and the others, lifting them up together.

Vines surrounded all the trees in Oakland City. Weilin, Silas, Baron Weiss and others sat on the vines and moved towards the city wall of Oakland City.

Because the Duchess was on guard against rebellion from the elf half-bloods, she turned the entire city of Auckland into a prison-like city. The towering steel and concrete walls were no less powerful than dams, and even magical attacks could hardly break through them.

Not to mention that Weilin also summoned magic thorns to cover the entire steel wall, increasing the wall's defense and magical counterattack capabilities. Even though the magic thorns are plants, they are not afraid of fire and have the effect of absorbing magical attacks to grow faster. It can be said to be an enchanted wall.

Previously, the Sixth Seat of the Hermit Order was unable to easily break through the thorn-covered wall and was dragged into a war of attrition by the elf half-bloods.

At this moment, the roars and vibrations coming from outside the city wall seemed to indicate the strength of the city wall's defense.

However, when Weilin arrived above the city wall, she found that things were not as she thought.

"What is that? An orc? A pig-headed orc?"

Looking at the bloated figures gathered in front of the thorny wall and frantically eating plants, Weilin couldn't help but be disgusted by their ugly and beast-like behavior.

These guys who looked like pig-headed orcs lowered their heads and ate desperately. Their saliva mixed with plants, stones and soil were all stuffed into their mouths. From time to time, they looked up and stared at the elf hybrids on the city wall with greedy eyes.

According to the information that the Tree of Life conveyed to Weilin at this time, these guys were extremely similar to the pig-headed orcs of the previous era.

It seems that this can no longer be called a mixed-blood, but is closer to a real pure-blooded pig-headed orc.

"I think so. We can see some traces of modern civilization on them, but not much."

"Maybe they have been locked up somewhere all this time? Looking at the way they eat, it's as if they haven't eaten for hundreds of years."

Not only Weilin, but also Silas and Baron Vess looked disgusted at the group of pig-headed orcs below who were busy munching on plants.

Logically speaking, the pureblooded orcs of the last era have all become extinct, along with the pureblooded elves, demons, and dragons.

Then the guys they saw in front of them, whose faces looked more like pigs than humans, were most likely mixed-race. However, these pig-headed beastmen obviously had not received any civilized education, and their clothes were all tattered strips of cloth.

His skin, covered in dirt and dust, seemed as if he lived in a mine, and his bloodshot eyes showed no reason or wisdom.

Compared to the elf hybrids who are struggling to gain their own living space on the ground, these pig-human hybrids seem to be as primitive and barbaric as a group of cockroaches living in the sewers.

"Never mind, there's no need to think too much, just kill them all. We haven't seen any of these pig-headed orcs who are at the seventh stage yet, so the seventh seat of the Hermit Order should be hidden among these pig-headed orcs."

Weilin did not continue to think about the identities of these pig-headed orcs in front of her, since these pig-headed orcs appeared here and were attacking the walls of Auckland City.

Then what Weilin has to do next is very simple, just kill these pig-headed orcs.

It is absolutely certain that these pig-headed orcs are related to the Seventh Seat of the Hermit Society. Although I don't know why the Seventh Seat did not appear, he should appear after killing all these pig-headed orcs.

As soon as Weilin finished speaking, Silas and Baron Vess, who had been vying to be the vanguard, immediately showed great interest after Weilin said that the killing was about to begin. However, this time Weilin did not let them argue.

"I will clear the way for these pig-headed orcs. Silas, help me weaken the number of these pig-headed orcs first. There are too many of them, more than a thousand of them."

"Once our natural magic is over, Baron Weiss, you can go down and harvest these orcs."

"The strength of these pig-headed beastmen is probably at the level of stage five. You should be able to deal with them."

Weilin gave orders in an orderly manner, and her unquestionable tone completely overwhelmed Silas and Baron Weiss.

Ever since Vaylin became the "Vengeful Dryad" in stage seven, she has been emitting this sense of oppression from time to time, but this is a good thing for both Silas and Baron Vess.

After all, none of them were good at commanding or leading, so Weilin was very good at this role.

"I understand, Weilin. This is to protect our home. Let us all do our part. For our future."

Silas signaled to the elf hybrids behind him, and they began to transfer their magic power into the Tree of Life along the vines beside them.

"For our future!"

"For our future!"

"For our future!"

"For our future!"

"..."

The other half-elfs in Oakland were also watching Weilin and the others' actions. When they saw Silas injecting magic power into the vines of the Tree of Life, the half-elfs in the city learned to do the same.

Only those who have experienced the pain of being enslaved, driven away, and having their homes occupied can understand how important it is to have the city of Oakland as a habitat at this time.

The half-elves gathered in Oakland City all accepted Weilin's help and gathered here. Now that Oakland City is in crisis, these half-elves have contributed their own strength without hesitation.

In mid-air, one could see streams of green light connecting all the elf half-bloods in Oakland City like silk threads, with the other end of the thread being the Tree of Life.