Lord Era: I, The Strongest Abyss Lord!

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Wu Wei lied.

For the fog that appeared on the cliff mountain.

This abyss lord has actually seen these so-called "fogs".

But that's all.

When Wu Wei first saw these fogs, the fallen angel Liz beside him once told him what these so-called fogs were.

She calls these fogs the breath of chaos!

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Boom boom boom!

Following the sound of heavy footsteps at the end of the canyon, a tall figure appeared in front of Long Geer and others.

Just at this moment. Longor's trembling stopped.

Even his upper and lower teeth, which were still fighting, stopped.

Don't get me wrong though.

It wasn't that he had regained his courage or anything.

It was simply because Long Geer was already frightened to the limit at this time.

Those small movements caused by fear before have completely stopped.

"This... this is..."

A tall gray orc with a foul smell all over his body appeared naked in front of Long Geer and others.

The biggest difference between this tall orc and ordinary orcs is that the color of his skin is pure gray!

This pure gray is not a gray made from cosmetics and paints.

It's simply gray from being "polluted"!

That's right, pollution.

When Long Geer saw this tall orc, the only thought in his heart was that the other party was polluted!

His incomparably powerful intuition is constantly telling Longor through this method similar to an alarm.

And he finally understood why he felt fear when this tall orc appeared.

However, while Long Geer was still immersed in his own fear.

The tall gray orc spoke first.

"(Undeciphered Chaos Language) Squeak...!"

But when he really spoke, not only Long Geer who stood in the front was severely injured, but even the ordinary orcs who followed him were also injured to varying degrees.

Almost all the orcs of the Iron Rain Tribe were harmed by the appearance of these voices, and none were spared.

But soon, the gray orc discovered this.

Almost in a breath, he changed his language.

"(Orc) Kneel down, my degraded sons!"

Hearing these words, Long Geer's eyes immediately widened.

Degenerate, real orcs.

Pollution, unknown prophecies.

and... offspring

damn it!

One clue after another was connected in series in Long Geer's keen thinking.

A somewhat terrifying and frightening answer is about to appear in Long Geer's heart.

But unfortunately, Long Geer is not smart enough.

While he was still thinking.

This gray orc has already informed all the orcs present of his identity.

"I am the ancestor of the beast!"

The moment I heard this sentence.

Almost all the orcs were boiling.

But it is worth mentioning that this group of boiling orcs is divided into two factions.

Among them, the most powerful faction, such as Long Geer and other orc powerhouses, accepted this fact without hesitation.

And the others, the orcs who couldn't feel the horror of this gray orc at all, looked at him angrily.

In their hearts, this strange gray orc was just a fool who dared to call himself the ancestor of the beast.

There are even quite a few orc idiots who are self-sufficient, and they are already plotting secretly to kill this tall gray orc, and then eat his meat to make themselves stronger.

(The tradition of the Iron Rain Tribe is mentioned above.)

But soon, they changed their minds.

Because at the moment when these idiots had such thoughts, this gray orc raised his hand in front of them.

next second.

Except for Long Geer, all the orcs shed tears together.

All the orcs who were still aggrieved before also knelt down without hesitation.

Because when the gray orc raised his hand, an extremely powerful breath erupted from his palm.

That is, the real beast ancestor breath!

All the weak orcs may have never had contact with the breath of the beast ancestors in their entire lives.

But this does not prevent them from recognizing that this aura belongs to the real beast ancestor by virtue of their blood and connections in the dark.

So, in just a moment, all the orcs bowed down to this gray orc.

Although they are Zu Min of the Iron Rain Tribe, their actions at this moment are more pious than the people of any orc tribe.

Apart from...

Longol!

"..."

That's right, apart from the shock at the beginning, when Long Geer and the other orcs felt the aura of the ancestor of the beast together, the leader of the Iron Rain tribe got rid of the influence of the aura of the ancestor of the beast as quickly as possible.

He stood up directly from the state of kneeling, and then stared at the gray orc in front of him with a pair of sharp eyes.

The gray orc also noticed this.

The two sides began to look at each other.

But no one spoke.

This kind of silence and staring at each other shocked almost all the orcs.

However, when the two stared at each other for more than three minutes.

Longoer spoke.

Relying on his strong intuition, he spoke words that shocked all the orcs as soon as he opened his mouth.

"you."

"It's not the ancestor of the beast at all!"

"who are you?"

After finishing speaking, Long Geer took the lead and drew out his weapon, aiming at...

Beast Ancestor!

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