but.

The imaginary knife did not appear.

Facing those millions of orcs, Lin Fan did not draw his sword or even resist. Instead, he covered his forehead and allowed himself to be knocked to the ground by an orc's huge fist!

Then, there were countless orcs furiously hammering!

"boom!"

"boom!"

The huge fist, packed with raw power, hit Lin Fan hard.

Of course, these fists have no lethality to Lin Fan, a high-ranking god. After all, with the strength of a god here, he could hit the fighter planes of the Free State head-on.

But Lin Fan still screamed and just covered his forehead, as if to protect something.

The chaotic scene lasted for half an hour. Finally, the high priest noticed something was wrong and raised his staff again: "Stop it!"

For a moment, the orc stopped.

After all, the high priest is the one who exercises authority on behalf of the gods. When the gods are not around, he is the spokesman of the gods!

The high priest walked slowly, and the orcs also made way for the high priest.

Finally, the high priest stopped in front of Lin Fan, who was lying on the ground, covering his forehead.

"Why don't you fight back?" The high priest looked at Lin Fan, a heretic, with a serious look.

Lin Fan, who was covering his forehead with blood all over his face, slowly raised his head, looked at the high priest, and said in a trembling voice: "How could I do anything to my own family!"

At this moment, his eyes were clear, cordial and warm!

It's as if these orcs are his blood relatives!

High Priest: "???"

Orcs: "???"

For a moment, the orcs were confused.

This kid must have taken the wrong medicine!

They almost killed us last time!
Chapter completed!