Witchcraft

Chapter 62 Before the Expedition
The expedition is imminent, Feng Feng went to see Gu Liu again, and in the temple hall, Gu Liu met Luo Xin alone.

This is already the eve of the expedition, and the army will set off tomorrow.

"Xiao Luoxin, remember that the military orders must not be violated. If you violate the military orders of the orcs, you will surely die." Gu Liu had to explain to the young orc again.

Orcs have always followed the discipline of iron and blood, which even Luo Xin felt was a bit too cruel.

"Maybe the orcs definitely need a little kindness, Lord Saint." Luo Xin tentatively said.

Hahahaha!

"You still don't understand orcs. As an orc, most people are stupid people. Smart orcs like you are rare. Only the discipline of iron and blood can really restrain the orcs." Gu Liu closed his eyes smile.

Stupid orcs, only iron-blooded military discipline, will always remember it, because if they forget it, they will surely die. This is a terrible coercion, and Guliu has become accustomed to it.

Luo Xin fell into thinking. This situation was caused by the lack of orc laws. Military discipline should not interfere with life. It is undoubtedly difficult for those orc civilians who set off with the army to keep up with military discipline.

"I'm leaving tomorrow." Luo Xin didn't express the doubts in her heart, and reserved proper obedience to this long-famous saint.

"Oh, that's right! I'll prepare some gifts for you." Gu Liu picked up a large pile of things from the side of his seat.

A white war priest robe was neatly folded, and there were five books on it.

War priest robes?

"Holy One, I might not be worthy of this dress." Luo Xin had no choice but to decline.

"But you will be worthy sooner or later, believe me! You will stay there for a long time, there is no need to delay for the priest's certification, I have registered your name in the register, waiting for the day you wear this robe , you are the official war priest." A wry smile flashed in Gu Liu's eyes.

Perhaps after this war, the Temple of Stormwind will become history, which is also a helpless move.

Luo Xin had no choice but to respectfully step forward, took it, and opened the book to read.

Luo Xin suddenly looked at the guliu of the lord, because this is the notebook of the saint. For the priest, the notebook is a lifetime, and now he has the notebook of the saint.

"Yes! I have seen the eyes of the Lord God, I will die in the war, and you will inherit my mantle, my child, let the glory continue to follow you, let the Lord God see everything you do, go!" Liu didn't hold back, but said it directly.

Orcs stand in the way of humanity's last hope, Guliu!

At this moment, he said that he saw the eyes of the main god. The war of the orcs was not optimistic, and Luo Xin was a little panicked.

"Saint, please stay, we need your strength!" Luo Xin was a little anxious.

If the saints are lost, even if this war is won, the orcs will lose the Stormwind Province sooner or later. Without the presence of the priests of the Holy Word, humans will become unscrupulous.

"The orcs don't need an old priest, my child, what the orcs need is you, not me!" Gu Liu's old eyes stretched out, and he fixedly looked at Luo Xin, with countless expectations in his eyes .

Luo Xin was stunned, and suddenly figured out the key point. It turned out that this so-called desert war was the last kindling left by the saint for the orcs, and she became his successor.

Everything was to keep himself alive, and this powerful old man chose to let himself die.

"Holy one." Luo Xin choked up speechlessly.

"Remember, military orders must not be violated!" Gu Liu was pleased by Luo Xin's wit, he hadn't seen such a smart orc for a long time.

The military order must not be disobeyed, it was because Luo Xin was afraid that Luo Xin would rescue Stormwind City.

"In the name of the Lord God, let the flames of war burn the entire Dongze Continent. I, Luo Xin, swear to the God that only death can stop me, otherwise I will smash the human world." Luo Xin solemnly swore the oath .

The human beings here are not the human beings I know, they are not worthy of this title, at this moment Luo Xin completely betrayed her identity and became a loyal believer in war.

Only by smashing these sad human worlds can a better world be built. In that world, the red flag will fly with the wind. Perhaps the human beings who grow up under the red flag are worthy of the title of human beings.

"My child, I have seen the relief of the Lord God, go! Burn your anger and crush the whole world." Gu Liu was suddenly very excited.

In the eyes of the Lord God, Gu Liu saw the brilliance of God, and the Lord God was echoing this great oath.

Luo Xin turned around and left the temple. At the gate of the temple, the loyal Feng Yang was already waiting there.

"Feng Yang, can you carry me behind your back?" Luo Xin looked at Feng Yang firmly.

"Obey, my lord priest!" Feng Yang was as devout as ever.

On Feng Yang's back, the scenery is very different, and he can see farther.

On the street, wherever Luo Xin walked, those ragged orcs knelt down one after another, worshiping this beautiful broken jade claw devoutly, this was obedience from the bottom of their hearts.

Kindness is the greatest power, Luo Xin's generosity has won the loyalty of the orcs.

The stupid Feng Yang suddenly felt that the little man on his back was very heavy, as if it carried all the hopes of the orcs, even if it was as strong as a tauren, this kind of burden was too heavy.

"My lord priest, I will carry you on my back until I die!" Feng Yang said this inexplicably, even he himself didn't understand the meaning, but he said it.

Luo Xin put her small face on the tauren's neck. Even the neck, the tauren is full of muscles, full of explosive power, giving people a sense of security.

"Almighty Lord God! Please give my warriors the most powerful strength. The Tauren Fengyang is your most devout servant and the greatest reliance of Priest Luo Xin. I am willing to give him the last shield. Please the glory of war Shine on this devout tauren." Luo Xin chanted softly in Feng Yang's ear.

The glory of the main god suddenly appeared on the street, and a white light appeared from Feng Yang's feet. This was the glory of the God of War, blessed by the priest, and could give the orc warriors great strength.

God of War glory!

Each orc priest can only be used once, giving the priest the most loyal followers.

Feng Yang suddenly felt unprecedented power, the rapid growth of this power surprised him, even the stupid tauren knew at this moment that the little man on his back regarded him as the last shield.

The burns on Feng Yang's face healed suddenly without leaving a trace, and he became that handsome tauren again.

"Master Priest." Feng Yang didn't know what to say.

"Hush! Go on, my follower, don't stop your footsteps, we will go to the end of the war together." Luo Xin was a little tired and couldn't keep her eyes open.

On the back of the tauren, it is very good to sleep!
(End of this chapter)