The elves of the Elf Forest have a legendary crypt Spider-Mother King!

This matter is no longer a secret among the orcs.

During the Elf Legion's actions within the past ten days, this terrifying crypt spider appeared a lot.

Although it did not directly attack the orcs, it repeatedly drilled out from the ground and directly destroyed the village walls of the orc tribes, resulting in the defensive barriers of many tribes that had no time to play their role...

It can be said that the elves can easily break through the orc's stronghold, and this crypt spider plays at least one-third of the role!

And there is no doubt...

This time, it must be the crypt spider who took action again!

I'm afraid it entered the underground like its previous actions and opened up an underground passage to various tribes!

And those reduced elves probably bypassed the Sandstorm City in this way and directly invaded the orc tribe behind them!

Thinking of this, the oracle king Bazan felt even heavier.

As a golden profession, he knew too much about the horror of a legendary monster.

This crypt spider is an invincible existence underground!

In front of it, the ordinary orc tribe was like paper...

Unless it is a complete body magic defense barrier like Sandstorm City, no one under the demigod can stop it from rushing underground.

"Damn...how did the elves conquer such monsters?! If I remember correctly, the crypt spiders are extremely arrogant. They can't tolerate the driving force of existences that are weaker than themselves!"

"It can't be... the one from the Elf Forest directly surrendered, right?"

Bazan's face was gloomy.

Of course, everything has flaws.

If there is anything that makes Bazan feel glad, it is that the crypt spider is extremely afraid of the sunshine...

If they fight on the ground, their combat effectiveness will be sharply reduced.

Otherwise, facing a legion with legendary monsters, the oracle king Bazan really doesn't know how to deal with it without the support of the legendary powerful...

At this point, the orc king had already made a decision in his heart.

This can't continue like this!

If the elves are allowed to act, the tribes around may suffer!

We must send troops, and the number of elves' army is not as large as ours. As long as they are eliminated, a legendary monster that fears the sun cannot cause too much harm to the orc tribe on the surface...

Thinking of this, Bazan looked solemn and ordered to his left and right:

"Send the order, the legions are ready to rest for a day, assemble the army tomorrow morning and launch an active attack on the elves!"

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

"Master, no!"

Bazan turned her head, her expression becoming more and more gloomy:

"Why?"

"High Priest, you want to give me a reason! The tribes around us are not a small number! Are you just letting the elves rage?!"

Bazan roared.

What stopped him was the new chief high priest of the orc!

Seeing Bazan's angry face, the high priest sighed.

He drew a bow symbol on his chest and then said with a fanatical expression:

"This...is the oracle of God the Father!"

"The Father God has sensed the familiar fluctuations of divine power on the elves' side. 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!"

After hearing this, the Oracle King looked gloomy and sunny.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"But, the tribes around..."

"Master!"

The chief high priest interrupted Bazan's words.

He shook his head slowly and said meaningfully:

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

"The future of the orcs is ultimately bound to God the Father. As long as God the Father can become strong enough, even if we only have one orcs left, we have a way to rise!"

"God of the Father... is our future!"

The chief high priest looked serious and firm.

After saying that, he added:

"Of course, the news that the elves attacked other tribes must be kept confidential to the residents of the city and the various legions so as not to shake the morale of the army..."

Sandstorm City is a nearby central city and has close ties with the surrounding orc tribes. Many city residents and soldiers stationed in the army are even these tribes...

If they know, that would be bad.

Bazin looked at him for three minutes, but finally sighed:

"Why……"

"Then... wait a little longer."

...

The senior orcs finally made the decision to continue waiting.

But without the support of the orc army, the elves' activities became even more presumptuous...

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

Several other orc tribes located behind Sandstorm City were also attacked.

Just like the two tribes before, the elves still emerged directly from the soil. They were powerful and easily destroyed these tribes...

In just a few days, eight tribes around Sandstorm City had been pulled out by the elves.

The number of people in these tribes is 3,000, the most is as high as 7,000, with a total population of nearly 50,000...

Even if the oracle king Bazan had expected such losses, he still couldn't sit still.

"The tribes around Sandstorm City account for nearly one-third of the entire Death Desert... If this continues, even if we win, we will probably be depressed for at least twenty years!"

He said to the high priest with concern again.

"King! Tolerance! At this time... we must endure! The final winner must belong to us!"

The high priest comforted with a serious expression.

However, his slightly trembling beard also shows that his heart is not as calm as it appears...

However, even this kind of calm that showed did not last long.

Because a few days later, the news that the elves destroyed the surrounding tribes was spread in the city...

And along with it, the decision of the senior orcs to remain unchanged.

Not only that...

When the news became more intense, it eventually turned into a rumor

The senior orcs were afraid of the elves' army. In order to delay the elves' attack, they gave up other orc tribes!

The orcs' senior management... has fallen!

They become selfish and cold-blooded, cruel and timid!

When this rumor spread, the Sandstorm City, which had a little stability, suddenly fell into a commotion!

Even the troops stationed were in a bit of chaos...

The orcs fear the strong.

They... despise cowards!

"Bastard! Which guy leaked it! Who spread the rumor!"

Looking at the information in his hand, Bazan looked angry.

The half-beast soldier who conveyed the message could only kneel down on the ground, trembling and dared not speak.

This time, even the chief high priest standing beside him fell into silence.

His face was also very ugly.

Because these rumors have become more and more outrageous, there is still a trace of signs of being directed towards the true god. There are already voices in the city saying... This is the under the God of Father, who intends to abandon some of the orcs!

Although... it is not a mistake in nature, some things should never be said, because this will seriously affect faith!
To be continued...