My Lady Queen

The flames that emerged from the stone were not bright, and the surrounding environment was somewhat dimmed.

Moreover, Wishing is obviously very close, but still does not feel any temperature.

It feels like this fire is not for living people at all.

The dignified expression on Vasha's face became more and more obvious. At this moment, this lively and active girl showed a rare fear and uneasiness.

Make a wish and estimate that if one day I can see the soul of the ancestor of the Xu family, I will probably be just like her.

In this kind of place, neither of them dared to make mistakes, their steps were slow, and they didn't even dare to breathe out.

But this distance is limited, no matter how slow they walked, they finally reached the front.

As if sensing someone approaching, Shi Huo was in a trance for a while, as if being blown by an invisible and intangible wind.

When the flame stabilized again, a crooked figure appeared on the opposite side of the bonfire at some point.

"Children, you are here."

An old voice suddenly remembered how keen the wishing hearing was. He could hear the voice coming from the stone fire, but it was obviously this figure who spoke.

He is considered to be experienced in many battles now, and he immediately understood that no matter how many ancestors of the orc race there are, their bodies are the fire in the stone, and the appearance of this shadow is just to make this meeting more intuitive.

Upon hearing this voice, Vasha hurried forward a few steps, knelt down on one knee, and folded her hands on her shoulders: "Master Ancestor, did you summon us?"

As the firelight gradually stabilized, the shadow also became clear.

Although the light was a bit dim, but wishing to make a wish, he could still see the person's appearance clearly.

This is an old orc with brown-red skin, holding a long bone staff in his hand, the armor on his chest is made of a whole dragon's skull, and there are more than a dozen bone spears standing high behind him put up.

Although the orc was hunched over, he was about the same height as Wishing. If he straightened his waist, he would be at least 1.9 meters tall.

It seems that this is some kind of concrete expression of the orc ancestors.

Although the old orc's voice was old, there was a hint of kindness in the majesty, really like his own grandfather.

"My children, every orc has the right to enter this territory. You started from here, and you will eventually return here. I didn't summon you, but you found your way. Tell me, what do you want from me?" matter?"

Wishing was a little confused by his words, but Vasha was afraid of the old man, and he was not afraid of making wishes.

So he asked directly: "Old man, we just want to ask how we can get me out of here."

Vasha still maintained the posture of kneeling on one knee. The place mentioned by the ancestors was the spiritual home of all orcs.

So she quickly stretched out her hand and tugged to make a wish: "Hey, don't be rude, hurry up and kneel down to the ancestor."

He was unwilling to make a wish, he was born as an orphan, and he has never knelt down to anyone in his life: "That's okay, I'm not a beastman, he is your ancestor and not mine."

Before Vasha could speak, the old orc said, "You don't have to stick to formality, we orcs don't value this, so get up."

As he spoke, he stretched out an old hand far away, and Vasha felt a gentle force help him up.

The old orc looked at Wishing with a smile on his face: "But there is one thing you said wrong. From the moment you got the inheritance of the orc clan, you were already one of us, and all our orcs are family members."

"But I..."

Wishing to justify something, the old orc waved his hand and interrupted him: "I know what you want to say, in fact, whether it is human or orc, we can't choose our origin, but we can choose the way we want to go. You have used yourself Your actual actions prove that you belong to us orcs."

As he spoke, he shook the bone stick lightly.

Shi Huo was between him and Wishing, the fire flickered for a while, and an image slowly appeared.

After making a wish, he rushed forward and said eagerly: "Ah Hong, Aaron, why are you here? Haven't you already..."

Yes, it was the two-headed orcs Ah Hong and Aaron who appeared in front of him this time.

Vasha also called softly when she saw it: "Patriarch!"

It was this young patriarch who died tragically at the hands of the gangsters in order to save his tribe.

Wishing had fought side by side with him before, so the feelings are naturally different.

The male orc Aaron said, "This is the home of the orcs. The orcs are fine. Humans, thank you."

Wishing was moved for a while. Although this Aaron's IQ was not very high, he was honest and straightforward, and he was the friend that Wishing liked to make.

Ah Hong also spoke: "Why are you here too? Oh, I understand, you are dead too, right!"

The emotion of making a wish dissipated immediately: "Hey, hey, who are you talking about? You just died. I live well."

Ah Hong didn't care: "Yes, I'm dead, and now I'm also the soul of the ancestors. By the way, since Vasha is here, it seems that what you promised me has been completed. Although you are a bit stupid , but I still want to thank you on behalf of all the orcs in the Horde."

As she spoke, she gently bowed her head to make a wish.

Make a wish and wave your hand: "Of course, since I promised you, I will definitely do it. Now that Waka is back, he will rebuild your tribe."

Ah Hong grinned: "That's good. You don't know, those old men blamed me a lot in the past few days, and now they have an explanation."

Speaking of which, she and Aaron slowly disappeared into the flames. It seemed that they couldn't wait to tell the good news to the ancestors.

The old orc looked at all this with a smile on his face: "I'm not wrong, you have indeed been recognized by the orcs, and you have long been a member of us."

It doesn't matter if you make a wish: "That's okay, since we are a family, you can send me back quickly."

The old orc smiled mysteriously: "It's not difficult, but I understand your rules. The task is completed, but the sacrifice must be taken away."

Wishing eyelids twitched suddenly. The matter of summoning the altar can be regarded as his biggest secret. Although this mission is a bit strange, it was sent by the altar after all, but no sacrifice was given at that time. I have completely forgotten about this matter.

"Don't bother, we're all a family, why are you being so polite. Forget it, since you insist, then I'll forcefully accept a hundred and eighty catties of gold. If not, diamonds or other precious stones are fine."

Make a wish and make a look like you have suffered a big loss.

"That won't work. One size counts for one size. I can't take advantage of your junior. What's more, there are guys behind you who are used to doing things according to the rules. I don't want to provoke them."

"They" who are they?"

The wishing became even more curious. It seems that the old man still knows something about the summoning altar.