"You must take revenge on your own. I am only here to bring you the guidance and light of God. Praise the Goddess of Light, Maria!" Lu Zhiyu led Ahenaten outside.
Ahenaten was dissatisfied. "Why didn't God kill those evil werewolves? Why did he let them kill my parents and people? How can a god like that be called a god?"
Lu Zhiyu turned around and looked at Ahenaten. "What do you think God is? Is he your servant? God gave you life, wisdom, and great power. He even gave you a fertile land and a whole world. Do you think he should watch over your lives every second of the day? Satisfy all your desires and demands? You are too greedy! "
Ahenaten was speechless. Lu Zhiyu continued, "The gods have given you everything. They have given you hope and a future, but your fate is in your own hands. It is up to you to decide where your fate leads!"
Lu Zhiyu walked up to Ahenaten and aimed his exquisite mask at Ahenaten's eyes. "Ahenaten, God is fair. You and the orcs, as well as all living things in this world, are God's children. God created everything, but placed the power of fate in your own hands. God is not responsible for your fate, but your own. Remember, fate is in your own hands!"
Ahenaten asked Lu Zhiyu, "Then why did God send you here? And who are you? "
Lu Zhiyu immediately replied, "I am Faross, the Archangel of the Goddess of Light, Maria. My duty is to balance the laws of the world. If fate continues, humans will be destroyed by the orcs. That is why I am here. I hope that you can take on the responsibility of unifying the human race and resisting the invasion of the orcs. You will become the king of all humans!"
"Of course, the choice is in your hands!"
Ahenaten looked at Lu Zhiyu, then at his burning home and the corpses strewn all over the ground. Hatred filled his eyes. He could almost see millions of humans wailing under the blades of the orcs.
"No, don't do this. The human race will not be destroyed!"
Ahenaten looked at Lu Zhiyu. "Archangel Faross, I agree. I agree. What do you need me to do?"
Lu Zhiyu shook his head. "I don't need you to do anything. I just need you to become stronger. You are too weak now!"
Ahenaten immediately asked, "Is it a powerful force? Like my Abba? He has grasped the Power of God! "
Lu Zhiyu shook his head. "No matter how strong a person is, he can't fight against an army of thousands. Even an army of thousands has to submit to order. Strength is not only about strength. I hope that you can bring civilization and order to mankind. That is the spark of hope!"
Ahenaten was confused. "Civilization and order?"
Lu Zhiyu reached out and grabbed Ahenaten's hand. The two of them, one big and one small, walked in the direction of the rising sun. The staff in Lu Zhiyu's hand flashed, and the two of them seemed to have crossed an invisible barrier.
It was very cold in the north at this time. Lu Zhiyu threw a cloak over Ahenaten. Ahenaten hurriedly put it on, but his eyes were fixed on the magnificent city at the end of the horizon. "What is that?"
Lu Zhiyu said, "The Orc's King City, Sarga King City. After more than two hundred years of cleansing, twelve generations of kings, and battles between various races, the foundation of his King City was laid. After more than two hundred years of continuous expansion and renovation, the King City that you see in front of you is finally formed!"
Ahenaten's eyes were filled with shock and yearning. "A city? Do we humans have one too? "
"Of course," Lu Zhiyu said immediately. "You will be the first king of the human race. You will lead mankind to the era of city-states and ignite the spark of civilization. Thousands of years later, your name will be passed down in ancient myths and imprinted in the memories of all humans!"
"Follow me!"
Lu Zhiyu walked forward again, and Ahenaten followed closely behind him. In a flash, the two of them appeared at a corner of the city wall. This magnificent stone city was high up in the sky, overlooking all directions. Inside the city, there were many pedestrians. There were soldiers with weapons and commoners in simple clothes. Their clothes were very simple, basically just a few pieces of cloth wrapped around their bodies. Only the nobles could wear luxurious clothes made of animal hide.
Among them, there were already classes and responsibilities. There were merchants, nobles, commoners, farmers, hunters, soldiers, craftsmen, and so on. The craftsmen built magnificent buildings, while the soldiers held sharp bronze swords in their hands. Everyone wore clean and tidy clothes, which in Ahenaten's eyes were the most beautiful. Not only were there wolves in the city, but there were also tigers, lions, dogs, and many other races.
There was no end to the city. The streets were tall, and it seemed like there were countless people living in the city. Ahenaten was shocked. People's yearning for civilization came from deep within their bones. At this time, the soldiers on the city wall finally noticed Lu Zhiyu and Ahenaten.
"Who are you? What are you doing? How did you get to the city wall? "
With a shout, a large number of soldiers surrounded them. Seeing a large number of long spears aimed at him, Ahenaten trembled in fear. Lu Zhiyu's masked face turned around. With a wave of his hand, the two of them disappeared without a trace. This was why Lu Zhiyu had made a magic staff. He had engraved the channeling circle of the dimensional gate on it, so that it could face any emergency at any time.
"This is the language of the orcs," Lu Zhiyu said to Ahenaten. "It is the language that brought communication and culture to the orcs. This is the foundation of civilization!"
Lu Zhiyu said to Ahenaten as the two of them stood under the tall statue of the orc king, looking at the densely packed words that recorded the achievements of the orc king. Ahenaten did not quite understand, but Lu Zhiyu knew that he had already memorized the words.
Lu Zhiyu then brought Ahenaten to the market in the city. The bustling market and the sound of people selling their wares piqued the young Ahenaten's interest. All kinds of rare things from the orc civilization in the north were gathered here. Lu Zhiyu told Ahenaten about wealth, merchants, money, and currency.
"Gold? What's gold? "Ahenaten asked.
With a flash of light, an orc gold shell appeared in Lu Zhiyu's hand. "This is the currency of the orcs. I'll give it to you as a souvenir!"
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