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“No matter how many times you see it, it’s an awe-inspiring sight.”

Baron Weiss looked up at the scene above his head with an envious look on his face. The other noble subordinates behind him also nodded in understanding.

It's a pity that Baron Weiss and his noble subordinates behind him could not participate.

This is a unique talent of the elf half-bloods, which can gather the magic power of all the elf half-bloods and transmit it into the Tree of Life. As a result, Weilin, who is as one with the Tree of Life, can exert power beyond her own magic level.

Even if the magic power of one or two elf half-bloods is very weak, what if there are hundreds or even thousands of elf half-bloods? And there are nearly 100,000 elf half-bloods in Oakland City at this time.

Such a huge power is comparable to a miracle.

The branches of the Tree of Life trembled slightly and grew lush leaves. The trees in the entire city of Auckland were now blooming and bearing fruit regardless of the season. More importantly, Weilin's body had transformed into that of a deer.

That was not some druid magic, it was a gift from the "Tree of Life".

"Revengeful Dryad" is the "demigod title" that Weilin has just obtained, and this "demigod title" belongs to the elves.

However, the fact that Weilin, a half-blood who has awakened her elven blood, can obtain this "demigod title" undoubtedly proves that she is no different from a pure-blooded elf.

After all, among the nearly 100,000 elf half-bloods in Oakland City, only Weilin can communicate closely with the Tree of Life.

This is enough to prove Weilin's specialness.

Along with those green branches, Weilin's transformation was complete.

At this time, a figure with the lower body of a white deer and the upper body of an elf appeared in the sky above Oakland City. Life energy gushed out of this body. The blessing of natural magic left green swirls on her deer's body, and the pair of antlers on the top of her head were covered with flowers like garlands.

Beautiful, untouchable nature incarnate.

This was the only feeling in the minds of Silas, Baron Weiss, and the others who saw Weilin's appearance for the first time.

At this time, Weilin did not use her own magic power, but the "Tree of Life" had already stimulated the power of the "Vengeful Dryad" for Weilin.

It was as if Weilin had an endless supply of magic power and she didn't even need to consume her own magic power.

"Seventh level magic, forbidden land of thorns."

Weilin, in the form of a dryad, summoned a longbow made of magic. She pulled the bowstring towards the thorns being gnawed by the pig-headed orcs, and an arrow made of natural magic appeared from the bowstring.

The arrow flew out and landed in the thorns on the city wall.

Suddenly, the thorns began to grow at an alarming speed.

"Ouch!"

"Gurgh..."

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Soon, bursts of screams came from the mouths of the pig-headed orcs, and the thorns that suddenly began to grow rapidly pierced their mouths and tongues.

The bright red blood instantly dyed the sharp thorns on the thorns red, turning the thorns from their original dark green to a dazzling red.

However, these pig-headed beastmen did not seem to have much rationality. After their mouths were pierced by the suddenly rapidly growing thorns, they howled a few times and then continued to chew the thorns.

Blood mixed with thorns and soil was chewed in the mouths of the pig-headed orcs. These pig-headed orcs were like mixers on a construction site.

"These guys, are they really stupid? They are still eating even like this?"

Looking at the group of pig-headed orcs below the city wall who were still gnawing on thorns even though their tongues were pierced, Silas felt nauseous.

"Could it be that these pig-headed orcs together make up the seventh seat of the Hermit Society? If so, then it's no wonder these guys are so strange."

Baron Weiss recalled the disgusting appearance of the Duchess. The Duchess who had merged with the dragon's corpse was like a small mushroom, a small mushroom growing on a corpse.

Now seeing this group of pig-headed orcs frantically gnawing on the soil and thorns in front of him, this is consistent with Baron Weiss's perception of the Hermit Order.

They are all a group of monsters, a group of warcraft or orcs.

"Something is wrong. The power of these pig-headed orcs is increasing. They seem to be constantly improving their magic power and physical body by eating..."

Weilin felt something was wrong. Looking at the group of pig-headed orcs below, she could sense that the life energy in their bodies was increasing at an alarming rate.

Originally these pig-headed beastmen were still feeling a little weak, and their life energy was very turbulent.

But at this time, it seemed that as they had gnawed on a lot of thorns, the life energy of these pig-headed beastmen increased a lot, and even their magic power increased?

"Oh, then this could be similar to the 'House of Evolution' in Mile City, right? Recently many of our nobles have heard about the 'House of Evolution', which also increases magic power by eating meat with magic power."

Baron Vess's words attracted the attention of Weilin and Silas. They looked at the pig-headed orcs who were busy gnawing on thorns in front of the city wall and looked at each other in surprise.

Isn’t the House of Evolution exactly the same as the pig-headed orcs at this moment?

Chapter 282 Pig-headed Orc Evolution

The one who attacked Oakland City was the Seventh Leader of the Hermit Order. The Seventh Leader did not appear in front of Weilin and others.

At this time, there was only a group of pig-headed orcs frantically gnawing on the thorny plants that protected the walls of Oakland City.

If the pig-headed orcs were allowed to eat all the thorns, the walls of Oakland would lose a layer of enchantment. So Weilin used magic to strengthen these magical thorns.

However, this did not have any effect. Even though Weilin had strengthened the thorns just now, trying to prevent the pig-headed orcs from eating all the thorns protecting the city walls, the pig-headed orcs would have their mouths and tongues pierced if they chewed the thorns.

However, the pig-headed orcs were completely out of control of their appetite. Even though their mouths and tongues were already in a horrible state, it did not stop them from continuing to gnaw on the magic thorns.

At this time, more than half of the magical thorns that originally covered the entire city wall had been eaten.

None of the pig-headed orcs in front of him had an intact mouth or tongue. Their lips had turned into pieces of rotten meat.

The pig-headed orcs ate so irrationally and their magic power and life energy increased after eating, which made Weilin and the others think that the "House of Evolution" was probably the same.

All the people in the "House of Evolution" eat other people who have magic power, thereby obtaining a portion of their magic power and strengthening their own magic power.

This method of increasing magic power through eating is exactly the same as the pig-headed orcs in front of them. The only difference is that these pig-headed orcs are even less rational.

"Ms. Weilin, what should we do? The magic just now didn't stop these pig-headed orcs. Should we go down and kill them directly?"

Baron Weiss looked at the group of terrifying pig-headed orcs below, but he knew that he must not retreat.

Judging from the voracious appetite of these pig-headed orcs, if they were allowed to break into Auckland, they would definitely turn this city full of life into a dead place with no grass growing.

Holding the knight sword tightly in his hand, Baron Weiss showed an "enlightened" expression on his face. The magic power of the pig-headed orcs had reached stage five, which was almost the same as his, but the number of the opponents exceeded his by dozens of times. However, he had to protect the city of Auckland.

"Me too, these guys are just a bunch of lunatics. They feel pain but won't stop eating. Even making the thorns sharper won't stop them. The only thing we can do is kill them directly."

Silas also knew very well that these magical thorns must not be eaten by these pig-headed orcs. Thorn magic was the first line of defense of Oakland City. It was with the help of these thorn magic that the Sixth Seat was delayed from entering Oakland City for a massacre.

The thorns that can resist all kinds of magical attacks and even fire also act as a second wall to prevent anyone from getting close.

The pig-headed orcs were only at stage five, but their number of thousands and their stage five strength were enough to kill most of the elf half-bloods and residents of Oakland. Silas would never watch the pure land that the elf half-bloods had finally obtained be destroyed.

The city of Auckland was conquered from the ninth Duchess of the Hermit Order with the help of Blacklett after the birth of Weilin, a special elf half-blood, at the cost of more than a dozen generations of half-elf sacrifices.

Looking at the two men beside her who looked like they wanted to die heroically, Weilin didn't want to talk to them, but she had to explain.

"Do you think my seventh-level magic just now simply made these thorns sharper and the spikes longer? Idiot, how could a seventh-level magic have only such a small effect?"

"The effect of my level 7 magic just now was not simply to enhance the stabbing damage, but the poison."

"The toxins originally contained in these magical thorns have been greatly enhanced by the seventh-level magic just now. They are already completely lethal. Now these pig-headed beastmen are eating non-stop, which means they have ingested enough toxins to kill them. Just wait and see."

It is true that the magic thorns are mainly used for defense against magic, but are not good at physical attacks. After all, the magic thorns themselves are covered on the city walls that are hard and solid enough.

It has the function of absorbing various magical attacks or long-range attacks, and can also heal itself.

Such magic thorns will indeed suffer greater damage once they are gnawed by the pig-headed orcs. You know, these magic thorns are covered with thorns. Looking at these thorns, it is hard to imagine that anyone would gnaw them with their mouths.

But the pig-headed orcs would. These pig-headed orcs showed no signs of rationality at all. They didn't care whether the thorns or their mouths would be hurt. They just used their teeth to chew the thorny thorns madly and swallowed and absorbed the magic power and life energy from the magic thorns.

If that's the case, then the effect of Weilin's previous seventh-level magic is: poison release.

The magic thorns now contain lethal toxins. The pig-headed orcs will not be aware of anything at first when they are chewing on these magic thorns, and the lethal toxins will not be discovered quickly, but as long as the toxin concentration reaches a certain level.

It will be an instantaneous explosion, and the toxin effects will take effect within seconds.

At this moment, Weilin began to miss the time when Black Light was around. If Black Light was still around, he would definitely not be so stupid as her brother Silas and Baron Weiss.

It was also Blacklet who enlightened Weilin that sometimes direct attacks might not be so effective, and methods like potions might be more suitable for solving problems.

But Weilin shook her head and got rid of such a disappointing thought in her mind.

She is now in stage seven. She can no longer rely solely on Black Light. Instead, she should protect Black Light.

However, Weilin couldn't help but miss Heilite from time to time.

Standing above the heads of the pig-headed orcs, Weilin began to daydream. In fact, she didn't need to be nervous or worried.

Soon, just as Weilin said, Baron Vess and Silas saw that some of the pig-headed orcs stopped moving and something strange happened to their bodies.

"Ugh!"

A pig-headed orc let out a shrill howl, and they covered their necks as their faces instantly turned from normal to purple, with white saliva oozing out of the corners of their mouths.

The poison in the magic thorns that Weilin had just released with the seventh-level magic had taken effect.

The howling of the pig-headed orc became quieter and quieter, and finally he lay on the ground without a sound, twisting his fat body in pain, his twitching abdomen occasionally spewing out the stones, dirt, and thorn fragments he had eaten.

Mixed with a foul smell, sticky gastric juice and food residues sprayed all over the pig-headed orc's body.

This condition was not limited to this one pig-headed orc. Thousands of pig-headed orcs all showed the same symptoms at this moment. They no longer had the previous eating habit of crushing food with their teeth and swallowing it whole even if their tongues were cut off.

A large-scale food poisoning incident turned these pig-headed beastmen into dying fat meat.

"Is this the effect of the seventh-level magic just now? Uh, I want to salute you, Miss Weilin."

Baron Weiss swallowed his saliva, looked at the pig-headed orcs falling in front of him, let go of the knight's sword in his hand, turned around and saluted Weilin.

"That's right. Weilin is my sister. She is at the seventh stage and a true demigod who has obtained the title of 'demigod'."

Silas is still the brother who relies on his sister for support. Although he didn't do what happened, Weilin was raised by him as a brother.

"...Shut up, the battle isn't over yet."

After glaring at the two useless guys, Weilin glanced at the figures of the pig-headed orcs under the city wall.

She was searching, searching for the figure that should have appeared a long time ago but had not yet appeared.

The pig-headed orcs are not the seventh seat of the Hermit Order.

"The seventh seat of the Hermit Order has not appeared yet. Since that seventh seat can sit in the seventh seat, it must be stage seven. As long as we don't kill the seventh seat, we won't be considered a winner."

"Right now we only see these pig-headed orcs in stage five. Perhaps the seventh seat is among them."

"Look carefully for any pig-headed orcs with more special body shapes, appearances, or magical powers. The Seventh Seat must have come to our Auckland City with the pig-headed orcs."

What is truly scary is never these pig-headed orcs. The magic level of these pig-headed orcs is only stage five.