Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

"We still have to give them a little hope."

The nursery rhyme recalled the original orcs who migrated south under the leadership of Shelley.

Moved by the courage shown by the Ancestral Orcs, she used her divine power many times to clear obstacles on the way south for the Ancestral Orcs.

She wasn't always so indifferent that she would watch civilization fall.

The reason why he was indifferent when facing the decline of Yuren was, on the one hand, because Yuren already had a lot but still desired immortality, and on the other hand, because Yuren took the initiative to embrace the psionic power.

She gave the Feathered Man resistance to psionic energy, but she didn't want to see the Feathered Man become a slave to psionic energy.

However, Tong Yao has no intention of directly adding new powerful plug-ins to the new humans.

She has already given the new humans enough potential. If they were given new abilities, the situation would instantly reverse and the original orcs would be beaten up by the new humans, who are each superhuman.

This is not what she wants to see.

From the perspective of kinship, Tong Yao does indeed appreciate humans who look like themselves.

But what she played was not just a game called God Simulator, but a real world that had been invaded by psionic energy.

She constantly starts new simulations in order to select one or more civilizations that can cope with the impact of psionic energy through various "trials".

Unless the human civilization of this world can pass the test, it can be truly called a "good" civilization. Otherwise, even with her appreciation, the human civilization of this world will sooner or later be destroyed by psionic energy and become a stepping stone for the next round of simulation.

What Tong Yao needs to do is to let the new humans figure out how to fuse their bloodlines in advance, just like she taught the original orcs how to make bows and arrows.

“Who should I choose as my target?”

Her eyes swept over the human slaves in the slave market, and then her eyes passed through the high walls, examining every human slave in the city of Tanon.

That person cannot be a selfish person.

That person must have the courage to resist.

That person must have the persistence to not give up even though he knows that he may not be able to do it.

In this era, the struggle between humans and the Ancestral Orcs is bound to be long and it is difficult to see hope. Even if people who do not possess these qualities obtain a method to fuse blood, it will not play a positive role in the development of human civilization.

As she looked, Tong Yao's eyes were fixed on the Palace of Tanon.

After coming down from the high tower, Sirius returned to her bedroom, which was a very special room. At first glance, it didn't look like a place where a king lived.

It was decorated as luxuriously as most royal palaces, with animal skins on the floor and skeletons of ferocious beasts hanging on the walls to demonstrate the king's demeanor.

But in addition to these things, there are many torture instruments on the walls and shelves.

Sirius is a conspirator, a conqueror, and at the same time, she is also a sadist!

She is arrogant and narcissistic.

She puts no one or anything above herself except the Radiant Lord who created this world.

When facing defeated opponents, she would step on them without hesitation and crush their faces like dust.

She had no mercy on slaves. In her opinion, slaves were born to serve their owners. If free people were the country's precious wealth, then slaves were cheap commodities.

But recently, Shiris has been very interested in slaves. To be more precise, she is very interested in human female slaves.

Although they are both female slaves, human female slaves have very little hair on their bodies, only on the top of their heads and some places that are too shameful to be seen by others, so they are much cleaner than orc female slaves.

This was exactly what Sirius wanted to see. She couldn't stand the strange smell coming from some orcs.

So, she waved her hand and replaced all the female slaves serving her with human female slaves.

The so-called service refers to massage, back patting, foot kneading, etc., and does not involve overly deep contact.

Sirius was sexual—even though she had served as an acolyte in the Temple of St. Shelley, her narcissistic personality made her refuse any life to touch her body deeply, let alone a foreign slave girl.

"Except God, God is special, I am willing to give everything, including my chastity!"

Not long after, the orc maid at the door brought over the "tailless" female slave she wanted.

This time, Shiris showed her sadistic nature.

After a slave girl accidentally used too much force because she was too tired, she angrily climbed up from the bed, took a whip and started whipping the slave girl's body.

The whip made of animal tendons brought tearing pain to the slave girl's body. The already weak body fainted and almost died.

When she was sent back to her original place, her brother rushed over to her.

Such an action did not win any sympathy, but was instead met with loud ridicule.

The orcs left laughing, leaving behind only the unconscious sister and the brother growling in pain. They were already accustomed to the behavior of the male tailless man.

Just stare, it's no use even if you stare your eyes out.

When you are no longer useful, that is when you die!

"The brother who wanted nothing more than to protect his sister and was secretly plotting to kill Sirius?"

Tong Yao felt as if she had found her goal.

The next day, Sirius again summoned the human slave girl who had been knocked unconscious by her before.

This time, only a corpse was sent back.

The brother knelt down beside his sister's body with a look of grief on his face. He did not struggle violently, as he had expected this day to come.

What are you yelling about?

It’s important to let the monster that caused all this roar.

He took out the weapon he had secretly sharpened and waited quietly for someone to come and rescue him from here. At that time, he would stab the sharpened weapon into the neck of the monster that was holding him!

While waiting for the outbreak to come, Tong Yao took the time to check on the situation of Bai and Alsophila.

The father and daughter traveled north for a month and finally met some humans who had managed to escape the hunt by the First Orcs.

Here they discovered something strange.

"What is this sculpture? Why does it look a bit like me?"

"This is the prophet Bai who saved our ancestors fifty years ago."

"Fifty years ago?"

It's all in vain.

He soon realized that these people were not talking nonsense.

Fifty years had indeed passed, and he couldn't find anyone he used to be familiar with here!

But not?

The others have been buried, only he and the tree also are safe and sound.

This is so weird, so weird that it doesn't seem real.

Alsophila tilted its head to look at him and asked, "xianzhibai, what is this? Is it delicious?"

Bai and Alsophila were invited to stay. After hesitating for a long time, Bai decided to stay because the word "fifty years" kept lingering in his mind.

These survivors were very enthusiastic and treated Bai and Alsophila with the most friendly attitude.

In this turbulent era, there is strength in numbers, and the survivors very much hope that Bai and Alsophila can stay.

However, the good times did not last long. Before long, the slave-hunting team of the Ancestral Orcs came again.

"Her Majesty the Queen said that we should try to catch female tailless people alive, especially the good-looking ones. No matter how much it costs, we must catch them alive. Otherwise, expect to be punished!"

"Hurry...hide!"

The survivors who heard the noise rushed into Bai and Alsophila's residence in a panic.

Bai stood up.

To be honest, he still didn't understand the situation, but he had to stand up at this time.

He grasped the sharp horns of Murphys and walked out of the house.

27 Devouring the Scepter, Blood Fusion, Dawn of Human Epic

The size of the Ancestral Orcs has increased a lot over the years, but they are still much thinner than humans.

But the difference in size does not mean that the original orcs are less capable in combat than humans.

There were about forty orcs who rushed into the temporary human settlement. They were all wearing thick rattan armor and holding finely carved stone and bone tools in their hands.

Among them, the tallest ancestor orc was holding a huge stick made of some kind of finely wrought ore.

Once the orcs with such powerful weapons and special training rush into human settlements, they are no different from wolves among a flock of sheep.

"Ha ha!"

The sharp bone knife was swung, and in the blink of an eye, the right arm of a man working on the edge of the field was chopped off.

Blood mixed with minced meat splattered in the air, scaring all the humans nearby and making them scream in fear.

"Ahhh-"

"Run!"

"Beast!"

The settlement was in chaos, some people fled in panic, and some people carried crude farm tools and rushed towards the Ancestral Orcs.

In fact, the original orcs living in Tanon are not very bloodthirsty, but they are well aware of the deterrent effect of blood.

The splattered blood and broken limbs often scare the tailless people into fleeing. Even if a few tailless people occasionally dare to rush forward, they cannot pose any threat because their numbers are too small.

Like now.

"Useless trash!"

The leader of the slave-hunting squad grinned and hit the boy who rushed over on the waist with a stick.

Under the violent impact, the young man flew backwards, and blood spurted out while he was still in mid-air.

But to the captain's surprise, even though the boy's chest was sunken from the beating, he did not even let out a shrill scream. Instead, he stared at him fiercely with a labored breathing sound.

"A look of hatred?"

The captain spat, then walked over with a laugh.

No hatred can withstand the big stick in his hand!

He had only taken a few steps forward when a middle-aged woman rushed out from the side, crying and shouting, and threw herself on the dying boy.

She shouted the boy's name loudly, begging him not to die.

"Your father has died to protect us. If you die again, how can I live?"

The young man raised his head with difficulty. There was guilt in his eyes, but more of it was hatred and unwillingness.

He thought that although he couldn't kill all the orcs, it would be enough if he could kill one.

However, he had no strength. Even though he rushed out with great courage, in the end he was beaten to the point of death before he even touched the orc's body.

Why, why has the world become like this?

The blood gradually blurred the boy's vision. He felt more and more tired and could hardly hold his mother's hand.

No, if we continue like this, we will all die.

The boy used up his last bit of strength and pushed on his mother's arm.

"Walk……"

Go, go quickly.

Along with the blood foam came a lifeless sound.

But how could the middle-aged woman leave? She had nothing left except her life.

"I'll fight you!"

She grabbed the broken farm tools on the ground and let out a hoarse roar.

The captain of the Ancestral Orcs curled his lips. He couldn't understand what the mother and son were saying and just thought they were being noisy.

If they are noisy, just kill them all. Anyway, this female tailless person doesn’t look that good, and Her Majesty the Queen won’t punish him if she knows.

He raised the stick.

"and many more."