Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

"The gods sent down the seeds of courage, and the orcs began to transform."

"When the First Fire went out, an ordinary orc stood up. He was Anser. He never thought of becoming a hero. He just wanted to protect his family from freezing in the extreme winter. However, from the moment he walked out of the tribe, the true First Fire had already begun to burn."

"This is the first priest, Antoine..."

"After the dagger pierced the First King's body, the First King turned into the God of Spring and Fire."

"This is the unspeakable king..."

"The great earthquake and volcanic eruption have arrived. The ancestral land of the orcs has become unsuitable for living. After the Shakers started a rebellion, Priest Shelley decided to lead everyone out to find a new home."

"It was a 30-year journey. Shelley spent her entire life searching for a new home for the orcs and also for her true self."

"Finally, she found a new home for the orcs, and when she found her true self, she did so."

Shana asked: "That new home is..."

"Tannon, the new home of the orcs, the orcs' first city, the orcs' first kingdom, the city you are guarding now!"

Tong Yao replied calmly.

Shana's breathing involuntarily became rapid.

She knew how great Tanon was in the stories, but those were just stories after all. When she walked along this corridor of civilization and looked at the murals that described in detail the changes of the orc tribe, she suddenly understood where Tanon's greatness came from.

Tanon's greatness never came from the noble Queen Siris, nor from the Lilith priests who were comparable to the Shelley priests, nor from the nobles who kept a large number of slaves, but from generation after generation of orcs!

It was the gathering of tens of millions of orcs that built the city of Tanon and this long corridor of civilization!

I really appreciate Shana's insights into nursery rhymes.

It is true that this Valheim was built by her, but she only built the form of Valheim.

She has always held the view that if a civilization is compared to a long poem, then the existence of gods is to provide paper for writing this long poem, and what truly determines the quality of this long poem is the subject of this civilization!

"Hey, why are you crying?"

Shana suddenly turned her head to look at Miriam who was lagging behind.

She found Miriam standing in front of a mural, and when she got closer, she realized that the mural depicted the First King, Priest Antoine, the Unspeakable King, and Priest Shelley.

Miriam said: "I don't know either. When I saw this mural, I burst into tears unconsciously."

Hey, hey, hey, is it necessary to be so exaggerated? It would be fine if you were moved by the changes in the orc civilization, but isn't it too much to cry just by seeing a family-friendly mural?

Are you crying on purpose for the sake of so-called perfection?

Miriam didn’t know what Shana was thinking, she wiped her eyes and walked in front of Tong Yao.

"God's messenger, let's keep moving forward."

Tong Yao didn't say anything. She continued to walk forward, taking Miriam and Shana through the rise and fall of the Kingdom of Tanon, through Chash's escape, through the invasion of the night, all the way to the end of the corridor of civilization.

Valheim!

"Here, you will face the test of the heroic spirits of our ancestors!"

Boom!

Following the guidance of the nursery rhyme, the towering temple gate slowly opened inward, and a larger sacred fire and towering statues came into view of Miriam and Shana.

This is the first time that Valheim is open to orcs.

After watching Miriam and Shana enter Valheim, Tong Yao prepared to leave directly and go to see the People of Night.

But at this moment, a familiar figure emerged from the holy fire——

Sirius.

Fifty years ago, Sirius used her own body as fuel to reactivate the Holy Fire and sealed Chash away.

In fact, she was not completely dead at that time. After all, the Holy Fire was created to protect the orcs, so how could it kill her completely?

However, although she did not die completely, only a small part of her soul remained in the holy fire.

Chashi can wait until the seal is lifted before coming out to cause trouble, but she can't even talk to people outside, let alone be resurrected from the holy fire.

However, the inability to speak does not mean that she cannot convey messages to the outside world. She has been struggling and has survived until now, just to find an opportunity to tell the Holy Fire Guardians that the night will return soon.

Forgetting is a poison with almost no antidote.

This is true even for the Holy Flame Guardians, a clan with the most devout faith among the orcs.

In terms of lifespan, orcs are actually far inferior to humans. Even the longest-lived orc can only live to his sixties.

After fifty years of wandering, all the orcs who had experienced the night invasion firsthand have passed away.

Even though they told their descendants again and again to be careful and alert against the night before they died, and even composed poems and nursery rhymes about the invasion of the night, and even though they were still shouting to be careful of the night when they were dying, as time went by, more and more new generation orcs believed that the so-called night was nothing more than a scary legend.

While they were preparing for the darkness, they did not take it too seriously.

Because everything was so peaceful.

The city of Tanon is undoubtedly a Feng Shui treasure land. Living here, it is difficult to go hungry as long as you are a little diligent.

In such a peaceful environment, it is easy to relax.

But now it's all over!

Before Chash led the Night People back to the city of Tanon, panic had already arrived.

Under Cirris's control, what happened fifty years ago was reflected in the minds of every orc inside and outside the temple through the power of the holy fire.

"Why did the sky suddenly turn cloudy?"

The members of the Holy Fire Guardian clan standing outside the temple were the first to discover the abnormality.

At first, they did not take it to heart, but continued to stare at the sacred fire after some confusion. However, soon the sound of splashing water came from a distance, drawing all their attention away.

Unlike humans, the original orcs are quite sensitive to water.

Although they can learn to swim, because there is still a lot of hair on certain parts of their bodies, they don't like to come into contact with water. They are afraid of getting wet and affecting their normal movements.

"Where's the leak?"

"I'll go take a look."

An orc raised his foot and was about to go to the corner of the street to take a look.

But she had just taken a step when suddenly, a huge amount of sewage rushed out from the corner.

“The water is rising!”

No one knew who shouted first, but the orcs in the temple rushed out in panic. However, before they could see clearly what was happening, the flood had already submerged them and everything they saw.

"?"

"!"

This time I was really flooded and didn't know what to do.

"Help, help, I can't swim!"

A scream broke the eerie atmosphere, and in an instant, all the orcs began to struggle desperately.

"Quick, find a way to run to higher ground."

"Hold my hand, hold my hand quickly!"

Just as the orcs were in chaos, something even more terrifying happened. A large whirlpool appeared in the water in the temple, and then, one after another, monsters with extremely terrifying looks emerged from the whirlpool.

These monsters have almost orc-like faces, but their lower bodies are composed of hundreds of black, tiny, twisted, slippery tentacles.

"Monster!"

"Holy fire bless you, holy fire bless you!"

"It's night, this is night, ruaaaaaa!"

Some orcs who always remembered the legends of the Night shouted loudly. They wanted to rush up and fight against the People of Night, but some were afraid of their strange appearance.

Of course, what frightened them even more was the rushing flood.

It all happened so suddenly, so suddenly that there was no sign except the sky turning cloudy.

What a formidable opponent this is!

Those deceased elders were right. We cannot relax at all when dealing with the darkness. The night is not just the darkness for their clan, but the darkness for the whole world.

Look, the one standing in the front, the Night Clan, is already chanting to a female orc whose arm is mostly broken off.

"All lost lives will be saved. From now on, there will be no more disputes and pain in the world. In the original ocean, all beings are equal!"

"Come on, embrace the night!"

"Come on, break free from the evil god's mental control and regain your freedom!"

The chanting sounded like a devil's voice, making people lose their minds. A little girl who was standing nearby was so scared that she peed her pants.

"Woooa ...

The little girl's father's eyes were red with anger, and at that moment, infinite courage surged in his body.

"Dare you touch my daughter?"

He actually split the waves and rushed to the front of the singing man of the night.

boom!

The big stick was swung with great force, and it hit the head of the man of darkness at an incredible speed.

The next second, the man of darkness was smashed to pieces and disappeared.

Not only that, the other people of the night, the whirlpools, the floods, and the dark clouds in the sky also disappeared.

All the noise disappeared in an instant, the world returned to peace, and only the sound of the stick hitting the ground remained.

"Eh?"

The orcs were all stunned.

They looked around and found that there was no water on their bodies. They also realized that they had actually been standing in the same place. They had not moved at all, let alone struggling in the water.

"Is the hoot haunted?"

"That was an illusion just now, right?"

"I seemed to see a woman with a broken hand. If I remember correctly, the legendary Queen Siris seemed to have a broken hand, right?"

"Could it be that what we are seeing is something that happened in the past?"

The orcs were still frightened and talked about it.

Although the sun was high in the sky that day, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave and were shivering with cold. This situation continued until new changes occurred in the sacred fire in the temple.

But there was a flash of divine light, and Miriam and Shana, who had just disappeared, appeared in front of everyone.

"Where did you two go?"

Everyone was shocked.

Miriam and Shana were still excited, but they were shocked when they saw so many people gathered around them.

Afterwards, they explained the situation to everyone.

"Hall of Valor? You have accepted the test of your ancestors in Hall of Valor and mastered the more powerful power of the Holy Fire?"

The orcs were shocked. The experience just now had made them believe that the night was real and would return soon. Miriam and Shana's words made them even more convinced.

"Not only that, we also learned that those terrible people of the night were actually orcs originally. They were ostracized and killed, and finally they turned to a monster named Kranos out of resentment and became what they are now. If we want to completely eliminate the night, we must get rid of this monster Kranos!"

"The question is how do we kill Kranos?"

"Of course, it's with the power of the Holy Fire. The power of the Holy Fire is the power of our hearts. When our courage is recognized by the Holy Fire, the seeds of courage in our bodies will begin to burn. Next, as long as we pass the assessment of our ancestors, the seeds of courage can be further developed, and we can also use more of the power of the Holy Fire."

Water can put out fire, but the Holy Fire is not ordinary fire.

As long as there is a trace of orcs' courage, darkness will not be able to completely cover this world!

"Dispel the darkness!"

"Down with Kranos! Down with the monster Kranos!"

The members of the Holy Flame Guardian clan and Miriam cheered together.

They had foreseen the danger, but after learning that everyone would be in trouble if the Night was not defeated, no one backed down out of fear of the Night.

Well, at least that's what it looks like on the surface. Everyone is so aggressive, saying that even if Chash is resurrected, they will completely wipe out the People of the Night. Even if they can't wipe them out, they will push them into the sea and seal them again.