Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

Temple of the Beast God.

Some members of the Orc tribe pray for the protection of the Beast God in the temple day after day.

Especially recently, the gods believed in by other races have successively sent down miracles and oracles, which has caused a strong sense of crisis in their hearts. They are afraid that other races will attack them under the guidance of the gods.

They are not afraid of simple attacks, but they are afraid that the gods of their ethnic beliefs will attack them from behind.

How can ordinary orcs be a match for gods?

Thinking of this, the Orc lord became restless and could only run to the temple every day to try to awaken their god.

The torches lit in the temple seemed to be extinguished, and gusts of wind blew from somewhere.

The orcs praying under the statue of the Beast God turned their heads to check the changes around them and couldn't help whispering to each other.

"What happened? Where did the wind come from?"

"What are the guardians outside doing? Why aren't they stopping the wind from blowing in?"

"No, these winds are not blowing in from outside the temple!"

"Look! The Beast Statue!"

A cry of surprise came.

The orcs, who usually did not dare to look directly at the statue when praying for fear of offending the gods, all looked up.

The stone statue of the beast god, which had been silent and even faintly dead in the past, now emitted a soft white light, making the orcs feel calm when they saw it.

"Is this, God, a miracle?"

The orcs were stunned.

"The Beast God... has revived?"

"Quick, inform the lord and the others!"

The orcs shouted in surprise.

The words were passed on from mouth to mouth by the orcs present, but no orc was willing to leave the Beast Temple at this moment.

If the lords didn't need to make the decision, they wouldn't even want to say a word. They just wanted to feel the glory of the Beast God.

When the Beast God Lord and other tribesmen arrived at the temple, the light on the statue had just dissipated.

Before the disappointment on his face could subside, he saw a person in a red robe standing on top of the beast statue...?

The Orc Lord and other orcs paused slightly.

Is this... the Beast God?

They were a little uncertain.

The Orcs have the word "human" in their name, so naturally they can transform into the appearance of humans. However, for the Orcs, the beast form is the symbol of their identity, and the beast form can better display their strength.

The orc lord's eyes darkened. No matter whether this red-robed god was just the Beast God or not, as long as He appeared in the Beast God Temple, he would have to be.

The orcs really need a god.

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With a distorted expression, Pine agreed on contact information with Claus, then left with heavy steps carrying a package that was not even as big as his head.

The back looks very bleak.

After his back disappeared, Klauris drove the wildebeest cart to the slave market.

Wherever there is a large population, there will always be slaves being sold.

There are people of all races.

Some were sold voluntarily, while others were captured.

This also means that people who do not have some strength of their own rarely leave their birthplace.

Lanluo Town is not very big, but there are many merchants who come to buy slaves.

When Klauris arrived at the slave market, many servants of slave traders came forward to ask questions.

"Sir, do you need to buy slaves? The slaves I have here are very clean and have good teeth. They are absolutely decent to take out."

"Sir, do you want a dwarf?"

"Sir, sir, elf, I have an elf slave in my hand, would you like to see it?"

Elf?

Klauris paused and turned to ask the slave trader who was selling elves, "Is there something wrong with the elves in your hands?"

Elves have always been rare in the slave market. Even if they are available, they are given priority to the nobles or great lords in the royal capital because only they can afford the expensive elves.

The long lifespan of the elves is what the nobles and lords pursue most.

The servant did not say anything wrong with the elf. He smiled flatteringly and said, "I can see that you are wearing knight's clothes. You are a person of respectable status. Having an elf slave by your side will definitely make your status more respectable."

Klauris didn't say whether he wanted it or not. He raised his chin slightly and said with a bit of arrogance: "Take me to see the slaves you have. If the quality is good..."

Before she finished her words, she took out a silver coin and threw it to the servant.

The servant happily took the silver coin amid the envious eyes of the other servants, bent his waist even more, and stretched out his hand, "Sir, please come this way."

Claus followed him to where the slaves were being housed.

The place where the slaves were housed was surrounded by strong and high fences, and there were servants patrolling at all times to guard it.

"The slave market in Lanluo Town is quite clean." Klauris said, looking at the dry and muddy ground.

The servant smiled and said, "There are also mobile baths in the slave market for slaves to wash their bodies, but they have to be purchased with money. Only my master is willing to spend money to wash the slaves' bodies and ensure that they are free of stains and fleas."

"Oh? Your master is kind-hearted." Klaus complimented casually.

Dirty bodies were one of the main causes of death among slaves.

But the servant straightened his back proudly after hearing what Klauris said, "Of course, Master Noah is the savior of these slaves."

Klauris smiled, "Where is that elf?"

Servant: "Please wait a moment, sir. Elves are expensive goods. Lord Nova's permission is required to take an elf."

As he said that, he quickly ran into a big tent.

Not long after, a middle-aged woman came out of the tent with her servants and walked towards Claus.

"I'm Noah. Are you going to buy the elf?" said the middle-aged woman after looking at Claus.

Klauris nodded, "Yes."

Noah turned around expressionlessly: "Follow me."

As he said this, he walked towards a small tent next to a big tent.

Klauris followed Noah into the tent and saw an iron cage inside which was an elf with a slave mark on its forehead.

When he saw them come in, he immediately gave them a fierce look.

Klauris didn't care about the elf's ferocity. She walked around the cage and saw that the elf didn't have any serious wounds. She said, "Price."

Noah: "Fifty thousand gold coins."

Klauris frowned slightly, "It's too high, and his appearance is also destroyed. It's not worth the price."

The elves’ outstanding appearance is also one of the reasons for their high prices.

Noah shrugged. "It's already a good deal. If we send it to the capital, the price will double."

Klauris was not in a hurry, "Then what's the reason why you don't want to sell this elf for a better price?"

Noya pursed her lips, as if thinking of something that bothered her, and took a step back, "Forty-five thousand gold coins."

Claus: "Thirty thousand gold coins."

Noa: "Forty-four thousand gold coins!"

Klauris refused to give in, "Thirty thousand gold coins."

Noah: "Too little, no."

Claus: "Thirty-one thousand gold coins."

Noah took a deep breath and said, "Forty thousand gold coins, no less. This is an elf that has just reached adulthood. If nothing unexpected happens, it can still live for many years. It's a good deal!"

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