After teaching them the potion system, Xiao Nao no longer cared about them, letting them grow and spend their last years with Linda.
On this day, Linda left the world.
Xiao Nao went down the mountain and looked at the grave quietly, a group of young people standing behind him.
"I'm going to leave this world too." He calmed down. "The two of us, the last wizards of the old era, have left this world one after another. The glory of the wizards has come to an end. It's your time now."
"Teacher …"
The group of young people behind him choked.
The starting path had been given to these young people, and they would open up the glorious era in the future.
In fact, he could also cultivate. It was still feasible to walk the potion system, but it was too tiring. After Linda left, he also lost his soul and wanted to rest for a while.
"Bury me and Linda together."
…
The era began to advance.
Year 207 of the New Celestial Calendar.
In a bright study, a young man in his twenties was sitting next to a black desk, holding a white feather pen. From time to time, he would dip it in ink and write on expensive animal skin paper.
"Year 207 of the New Celestial Calendar, Year 11 of the Sunshine Year, 20th of September. I beg my father again to strengthen the army at the border. The Beastman Kingdom is ready to move, but my father has already fallen into the gentle embrace of a woman."
Wesley let out a long sigh, not knowing what to do.
"Prince Wesley, Prince Albert has come to discuss something." The soft voice of a maid came from outside the door.
"Albert? Hasn't he been looking for ancient ruins all over the world? Let him in. "
In the room, the sun shone down. Albert looked at his brother Wesley and handed over the path he had obtained. "These are the two main potion systems."
He did not hand over the power of the potion system to his father. His father was already declining, and Wesley was the true hero of the generation.
Albert was clear about his own ability. He was a general who charged into the battlefield, but he was not a king who could govern the world. His brother Wesley was, wise, brave, and decisive.
He did not hand over the necromancer's path formula.
Because that kind of power was too evil, he did not want this kind of power to appear in this world.
"The last two Magi from ancient times, the legendary heroes, the first Saintess of light, the Book of Light … They left this world at the same time." Hearing his brother's words, Wesley's first thought was that he had gone mad!
It was only after Albert displayed his power that he was convinced of everything in his shock.
He looked in the direction of the palace. "It seems that the seat will have to be changed."
New God Calendar Year 208.
The King of Birmingham died of illness and Emperor Wesley ascended to the throne. The whole country celebrated!
A "Grandmaster of Combat" path of the Magic Potion System was quietly released, starting a frenzy of cultivation among the people.
From a certain point of view, Emperor Wesley was indeed a great strategist. He was willing to hand over his terrifying power to the people instead of monopolizing it and only giving it to his trusted subordinates and troops to cultivate.
Of course, he still hid the path of a "Magic Swordsman". The people were only allowed to practice the "Grandmaster of Combat" magic potion path, the people could only walk the path of pure violence.
New God Calendar Year 212.
The Orc Kingdom had stolen the secret path of the "Grandmaster of Combat" magic potion that was circulating among the people of the human kingdom. The Orcs had actually succeeded in cultivating it!
In fact, the Orcs all had the first gene, so it was basically impossible to integrate the second gene … Without the expansion gene position, it would definitely be stuck. However, what if the second gene was integrated bit by bit?
Perhaps it was like breaking through the germination of the soil. A complete gene could not be integrated into the body, but divided into seven parts and squeezed in inch by inch, it might be possible to break through the position of the second gene.
Back then, Medusa had created his own "Way to Become God" and used his own method to expand the second gene position. Perhaps this was another way to break through the second gene?
In short, the Orc Kingdom could also practice the Magic Potion System.
However, the formation of the Magic Potion System ultimately had more advantages than disadvantages. The humans still had the power to resist the Orcs.
New God Calendar Year 213.
Albert and the members of the Gwent Church were sent by Emperor Wesley to the Balzik Mountain of Magic Beasts to guard the border.
This Mountain of Magic Beasts blocked a large part of the border between the two kingdoms. Not only were there frequent harassment by the Orc cavalry, but there were also terrifying waves of magic beasts. It was an extremely dangerous territory.
"If he did not exile me and let me stay by his side, I would not be worthy of being a hero of the generation. I would only be worthy of being a brother … After all, I am now a grade three Grandmaster of Combat. My muscles have been tempered, my bones have been tempered, and my skin has been tempered. I have the power to easily kill him at any time. He should have developed his own trusted combat power before he would let me go."
Albert came to this secluded town in a carriage and looked at the members of the Gwent Card Club. "We will become the masters of this land and guard the border, the Forest of Magic Beasts."
New God Calendar Year 218.
The structure of the world once again ushered in a drastic change.
The Orcs invaded the kingdom, bypassing the Forest of Magic Beasts that Albert was stationed in. The troops entered the country and headed straight for the capital!
Inside the throne room.
"Ridiculous!! A mere Behemoth Orc elite troop of less than a thousand actually dared to enter the heart of our kingdom. And it is even the King of the Orcs, Hellscream Bloom, who is personally leading the expedition. "A minister found out the news and could not help but laugh.
Behemoth, a two-meter-tall giant Orc with tentacles on its head.
The origin of Behemoth was said to be the great Alchemy Emperor. He sat in the throne room and saw these Orcs, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "These Orcs, with their hair on their heads, are they trying to see who is cuter? Then let's call them Behemoth. "
Hence the name.
And now, the King of the Orcs, Bloom, had led an army of only a thousand deep into the heart of the human kingdom to launch a surprise attack on the capital. No matter how you looked at it, it was suicide!
A minister who was pro-war kept shouting. "King Wesley, we will take the initiative to attack! Just a thousand Orcs! Eight thousand elite troops will be enough to encircle and annihilate them perfectly. They will not even suffer heavy casualties. As long as their King of the Orcs dies, we humans will definitely counterattack the Orc Kingdom. This is a huge mistake in their strategy! "
Wesley lowered his gaze. "Is Brom crazy? I don't think so, I know him too well. But why would he seek his own death? Invading our country with an army of a thousand? I can't understand it. Send a thousand cavalrymen to probe. "
Two days later, a group of a thousand cavalrymen arrived at Ian Town.
The whole town was in a mess. There was a thick smell of blood, corpses were everywhere, collapsed houses were Gu worms, and broken walls were everywhere.
There were human corpses everywhere, as well as over three hundred Orc corpses.
"This is hell."
The cavalryman looked at this scene and his expression turned to one of sorrow. "This is a war between races! Those Orcs are all damned executioners! "
But at the next second, he felt a faint uneasiness. "But why are there over three hundred Orc corpses in this town?"
According to the information, there were a thousand Orcs invading, how could three hundred Orcs die here?
After all, Ian Town was at the center of the kingdom. It was a commoner town without any defense. How could the commoners here kill three hundred Orcs??
There was another strange place. The entire town was filled with empty test tubes of medicine.
It was like the Orcs did some experiments here.
"Mother!!"
A heavily-armored cavalryman from Ian Town got off his horse and ran back to his house. He found a huge Orc corpse that smashed half of his house.
The house was empty. There was no living person in it.
"Damn Beastmen! Orc! " The cavalryman roared. He waved his long sword and stabbed at the green Orc corpse. His eyes were burning with hatred.
Puff! Puff!
But when he pierced the Orc's body full of holes and was gasping for breath from exhaustion, he discovered that this Orc was actually an old female Orc. Her tall body had crushed half of the house, and her old face was wrinkled, but he could vaguely see the outline of her face …
Twisted.
Pain. Collapse.
This half-beastman looked like his mother.
"Who … is this?"
The young soldier's hair stood on end. He stumbled back and fiercely hit the wall behind him. His legs immediately went soft on the ground. "How could this green-skinned half-orc look like my mother …"
A strange atmosphere spread, and everyone looked at each other.
"Let's move forward." The cavalry captain roared.
They continued to move forward. There were no human corpses in every ruined town. There were only Orc corpses everywhere.
And these Orc corpses added up to more than a thousand.
Moreover, there were empty reagent bottles on the ground of every small town.
Fear spread among the soldiers.
"Who can tell me what happened!"
"Oh my god!"
"Where are the human corpses?"
"Why are there Orc corpses in the human towns? There are so many Orcs!!"
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