Chapter 529: These **** long ears!

The elves of the Fairy Forest have a legendary crypt spider mother!
This matter is no longer a secret among the top half-orcs.
In the actions of the Elf Legion in these ten days, this terrifying crypt spider has appeared frequently.
Although it did not directly attack the half-orcs, it repeatedly drilled out from the ground and directly destroyed the wall of the half-orcs tribe, causing many tribes’ magical defense barriers to fail before they had time to function...
It can be said that the elves can easily break through the stronghold of the orcs, this crypt spider at least played a role of nearly one-third!
And without a doubt...
This time, the crypt spider must have made another move!
I'm afraid it went underground again like the previous operation, opening up underground passages leading to various tribes!
And those elves that have reduced, probably bypassed Sandstorm City in this way and directly invaded the Orc tribe behind!
Thinking of this, the oracle king Bazin felt even more heavy.
As a golden professional, he is too aware of the horror of a legendary monster.
This crypt spider is simply invincible underground!
In front of it, the ordinary half-orc tribe is like paper...
Unless it is a defensive barrier with full body magic like Sandstorm City, otherwise, no one under the demigod can stop its rampage underground.
"Damn... how did the elves subdue such a beast?! If I remember correctly, the crypt spiders are so proud, they can't tolerate the drive of being weaker than themselves!"
"I can't... the one from the Fairy Forest directly surrendered, right?"
Bazin's face was gloomy.
Of course, everything has flaws.
If there is anything that makes Bazin feel fortunate, it is that crypt spiders are terribly afraid of the sun...
If they fight on the ground, their combat effectiveness will be sharply reduced.
Otherwise, facing a legion with legendary beasts, the Oracle King Bazin really doesn't know how to deal with it without the support of the legendary powerhouse...
At this point, the half-orc king had a decision in his heart.
It can't go on like this!
If the elves are allowed to act, I am afraid that the surrounding tribes will suffer!
It is necessary to send troops. The number of the elven army is not as good as our own. As long as they are eliminated, a legendary monster that fears the sun will not be able to cause too much harm to the orc tribe on the surface...
Thinking of this, Bazin looked solemn and ordered to the left and right:
"If the order is passed on, the legions are ready to rest for a day, and they will gather their troops early tomorrow morning to launch an active attack on the elves!"
However, just after Bazin gave the order, an old voice stopped his messenger:
"My lord, no!"
Bazin turned his head and his expression grew gloomy:
"why?"
"High priest, you have to give me a reason! The tribes around us are not a small number! Will you let the elves wreak havoc?!"
Bazin roared.
It was the new chief priest of the Orcs who stopped him!
Seeing Bazan's suppressed anger face, the high priest sighed.
He drew a bow symbol on his chest, and then said feverishly:
"This... is the oracle of God the Father!"
"Father God has already sensed the familiar divine power fluctuations on the side of the elves. The one in the elves... probably has already arrived. Therefore, the army must not act at will until we complete the mission of the true god!"
The oracle king listened, and his expression was uncertain.
He gritted his teeth and said:
"But, the tribes around..."
"The King!"
The chief high priest interrupted Bazin.
He shook his head slowly, and said meaningfully:
"For the Father's plan, some sacrifices are necessary."
"The future of the orcs is ultimately tied to God the Father. As long as God the Father can become strong enough, even if there is only one orcs left, there is a way to rise!"
"Father God... is our future!"
The chief high priest looked serious and firm.
And after speaking, he added:
"Of course, the news of the elves attacking other tribes should be kept secret from the residents of the city and the various legions for the time being so as not to shake the military's heart..."
Sandstorm City is a nearby central city. It is inextricably linked with the surrounding half-orc tribes. Many urban residents and soldiers stationed in the army are even home to these tribes...
If you let them know, that would be bad.
Bazin and him looked at each other for three full minutes, and after all, he sighed:
"Hey……"
"Then... wait a minute."
...
The top half-orcs finally made the decision to continue waiting.
But without the support of the army of half-orcs, the activities of the elves are even more presumptuous...
In the next three days, several bad news came to Sandstorm City in succession.
Several other half-orc tribes behind Sandstorm City were also attacked.
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 have been pulled out by the elven army around Sandstorm City.
The smallest number of these tribes is 3,000, and the largest is as high as 7,000. The total population is close to 50,000...
Such a loss, even if the oracle king Bazin had expected it, he still couldn't sit still.
"The output of the tribes around Sandstorm City accounted for nearly one-third of the entire dead desert...If this continues, even if we win, I am afraid it will be sluggish for at least 20 years!"
He said to the high priest again anxiously.
"Great King! Forbearance! This time... we must endure! The final winner must belong to us!"
The high priest comforted solemnly.
However, his trembling beard also shows that his heart is not as calm as on the surface...
However, even this indicated calm did not last long.
Because after a few days, the news that the elves destroyed the surrounding tribes finally spread in the city...
And with it circulated together, there is also the decision of the half-orcs high-level decision to stop.
Not only that……
When these news intensified, they eventually turned into rumors--
The high-ranking half-orcs feared the elven army. In order to delay the attack of the elves, they abandoned other half-orc tribes!
The top of the orcs...have fallen!
They became selfish and cold-blooded, cruel and timid!
When this rumor spread, the sandstorm city, which was still somewhat stable, suddenly fell into a commotion!
Even the troops stationed there are a bit chaotic...
The orcs fear the strong.
They... despise cowards!
"Asshole! Who leaked it out! Who spread the rumor!"
Looking at the intelligence in his hand, Bazin looked angry.
The orc soldier who passed the message could only kneel on the ground, trembling, afraid to speak.
This time, even the chief high priest standing on the side fell silent.
His face is also very ugly.
Because these rumors are getting more and more ridiculous, and there is still a hint of attracting the true god, and there are already voices in the city saying...this is the plan to abandon some half-orcs under the crown of the father!
Although... is not wrong in nature, there are some things that should never be said because it will seriously affect the faith!
"Can't go on like this anymore! If this goes on, I'm afraid we don't have to use the elves to make a move, and our side will become lively!"
Bazin said in a deep voice.
The high priest also gritted his teeth:
"Damn... how did it leak out?!"
At this moment, new news reached the ears of the two high-ranking half-orcs...
"Report--! King, high priest! We have caught the criminal who spread the rumors!"
The orc warrior who passed the order said.
Bazin's expression frightened, then angrily said:
"who is it?!"
"It's not our people, but the black market merchants in the underground world who came to do business!"
The soldier replied.
"businessman?!"
The Oracle King Bazin and the chief high priest were taken aback at the same time.
"Yes! And... after we tortured, we heard more from them!"
"It's the elves... they paid a high price to spread the rumors in Sandstorm City!"
Elf? !
The Oracle King Bazan was slightly dazed, and then he looked angry:
"Despicable! Shameless...!"
However, the words of the Orc Soldier still did not finish:
"Not only that...we also inquired about some elves!"
Genie's information?
Bazin squinted his eyes, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said:
"What is it?"
"The elves... seem to be buying magic materials everywhere, and according to the black market merchants... those materials seem to be used to build the teleportation circle!"
Teleportation circle?
The Oracle King Bazin frowned.
"They want to build a teleportation circle? Impossible, right? Space teleportation has been forbidden under the crown of Father God..."
He murmured to ~EbookFREE.me~ but he stopped halfway through.
I saw his body suddenly tightened, his face turned from red to white, from white to blue...
He clenched his fists, his forehead began to drip with sweat, and his eyes became more solemn than ever...
At this moment, he seemed to understand something, his expression slightly changed.
Later, Bazin approached the chief high priest.
At the same time, he found that the chief high priest was also looking at him.
Their expressions are almost exactly the same...
"These damn, cunning long ears!"
They scolded almost in unison.