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Just as the wooden door was opened a crack, and the beastmen outside were about to peek inside...

Suddenly, Qiannian inside the room let out a cold snort.

"I'm sorry for the madness, it was all for the sake of the show."

Before he finished speaking, Qiannian's right leg, clad in four-word boots, suddenly exerted force, like a raging dragon emerging from the sea, and kicked the madman hard in the chest.

"boom!"

A loud bang echoed through the courtyard.

Amidst the astonished gazes of hundreds of orcs, the blood-soaked, loyal servant of their god, the Mighty Second Master, was sent flying backwards from inside the house.

His deranged body slammed heavily onto the bluestone slab in the center of the courtyard, rolling more than a dozen times and knocking over several braziers before finally coming to a stop.

"puff".

He lay on the ground in a frenzied manner, tilted his head to the side, and deliberately spat out a mouthful of pig's blood that he had previously hidden in his mouth. His miserable appearance made anyone who saw him think that he had at least a dozen broken ribs.

But it's not over.

Lying in a pool of blood, the madman didn't even bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He endured the excruciating pain, scrambled over, and knelt down facing the door, screaming in a voice filled with boundless terror.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault. I'm sorry, divine messenger, please calm down and forgive me."

This sudden scene stunned all the pig-headed people present.

The noise in the room suddenly stopped.

Everyone's breath caught in their throats at that moment.

Divine messenger?

Their eyes widened, their gaze following the direction of the frenzied kneeling and worship, fixed on the completely open door.

Accompanied by footsteps.

Three tall, robust figures slowly emerged from the doorway.

The moment the dim firelight illuminated their faces, a collective gasp swept across the entire square.

The figure at the very front had a head that was an enormous, ferocious, and terrifying black dragon's head.

Purple ghostly flames seemed to flicker in the hollow dragon's eyes, and as the dragon's mouth opened and closed slightly, an aura of death from ancient times seemed to rush towards you.

Behind him, two other creatures, also bearing dragon heads and radiating terrifying pressure, stood like two invincible gods of death, coldly watching the ants beneath their feet.

"This...this is..."

"A dragon? Is it really the legendary dragon?"

"A dragon's head and a human body, what kind of monster is this?"

The orcs felt their legs trembling uncontrollably.

In the ancient legends of the continent of Eisheria, dragons have always been synonymous with power, destruction, and the mounts of the supreme gods.

Now, combined with the earlier frantic cry of "My Lord, the Messenger of God!", a truth instantly came to mind for all the orcs.

These three terrifying beings with dragon heads are definitely divine messengers personally dispatched to the mortal realm by the God of the Crown Thief.

Just as the orcs were stunned by this terrifying scene,

Standing at the pinnacle in front of the high-backed chair, he immediately displayed his Oscar-worthy reaction speed.

He suddenly shuddered, as if he had seen the most revered sovereign, and even dropped the staff in his hand to the ground.

Peak scrambled down the steps and rushed towards Millennium, who was leading the group.

Chapter 195 The Messenger of the Gods

He fell to his knees with a thud.

His once lofty and imposing high priestly authority had vanished, replaced by a servile demeanor akin to that of a stray dog.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency the Great Divine Messenger, why have you personally descended upon us?"

Peak looked up, his voice filled with fear and unease.

"I don't know where Meng Er and I have offended the supreme deity, that you would have to grace us with your presence. Please enlighten us, Your Excellency."

For millennia, he looked down at the peak kneeling at his feet, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes beneath the dragon's head, but his voice was icy cold and devoid of any emotion.

"Where have we offended the gods?"

Qiannian snorted coldly, then suddenly raised his right leg and delivered a merciless kick to Dianfeng's shoulder.

"boom!"

The kick was powerful and heavy, and Dianfeng was kicked so hard that he slid four or five meters on the ground, letting out a painful groan.

"Zhu Mengyi, you stupid piece of trash, how dare you ask?"

For a thousand years, he pointed at the peak and cursed loudly.

"The great God of the Crown Thief has bestowed upon you the sacred office of priest, ordering you to come to this land to collect a large number of human sacrifices for the enjoyment of the divine."

"But what about you? Look at the mess you've made."

Qiannian stretched out his large hand and pointed at the circles of orcs kneeling on the ground around him.

"The gods only bestowed a little bit of the remaining holy water out of a sliver of pity for the ants of the world, so that you may give a little help to these lowly creatures who are about to die of illness."

"But you actually treated this as a transaction. Do you think that a few sickly human slaves can satisfy the appetite of the gods? Do you think you can overshadow the supreme glory of the gods with such a small amount of food? You are blaspheming the gods' grace?"

This angry rebuke from Qiannian was not only addressed to the peak of his power, but also to everyone present.

Despite the excruciating pain in his shoulder, Gao Feng quickly got up from the ground and knelt down again.

He buried his head deep in his chest, frantically kowtowing and begging for forgiveness, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"I dare not, I would never dare! Your Excellency, please understand. I was just confused for a moment, thinking that this would gradually influence these beastmen. I know I was wrong. I will definitely speed up the process and collect more and better humans for the gods to enjoy. Please give me another chance, Your Excellency."

Seeing the miserable state of the peak, the other orcs were all terrified and fell silent, not daring to utter a sound.

At this moment, they not only had no doubts, but also felt that everything made perfect sense.

It turns out that the God of the Crown Thief was truly terrifying to this extent.

It turns out that the high priest Zhu Mengyi only went against the will of the gods to save them, exchanging a very small number of humans for holy water.

Now, the gods are enraged because they haven't eaten enough humans, and have sent even more brutal and terrifying dragon messengers to demand an explanation.

The thought of the god who could unleash a world-ending plague, and the three menacing dragon messengers before them, sent a chill down the spines of all the orcs.

If these messengers are angered, their entire Blackrock Fortress might be razed to the ground today.

"Hmph! Stop with your hypocritical rhetoric."

Just then, the sixth dragon-headed man standing to the side spoke up.

He stepped forward, his imposing figure blocking the peak directly, and said in a cold tone.

"From this moment forward, the great God of the Crown Thief strips you of your power to distribute holy water at will. Here, the three of us divine messengers will personally oversee and take over the management."

The sixth brother's cold eyes swept over the trembling orcs in the room as he announced, word by word.

"Without our orders and permission, you can forget about giving even a single drop of holy water to these lowly beasts, understand?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Dian nodded frantically, as if he had received some imperial decree.

"Yes, yes, I understand. I will obey the messenger's orders without the slightest disobedience."

"Very well, it seems that you, this lowly servant, do have some self-awareness."

The sixth brother sneered.

But he knew that words alone wouldn't be enough to subdue these violence-loving orcs; he needed to give them a visual shock that they would never forget.

"However, in order to prevent you uncivilized savages from having any unrealistic fantasies about the majesty of the gods, I think it is necessary to let you see what true divine punishment is."

The moment he finished speaking, Lao Liu suddenly raised his right hand, which had been hanging by his side, high.

He and Xi Xi had already agreed on a secret code in the private chat channel.

On his right hand, he was wearing three thunder rings.

This is a special combination of artifacts they put together specifically for this grand event.

"Great God, grant me the thunder of destruction."

The sixth brother roared and pointed his right hand sharply at a three-story orc watchtower built of hard black stone and heavy logs, located dozens of meters away from the courtyard in the outer street.

"boom!"

There is absolutely no need for any incantation chanting.

Driven by the terrifying magical power unleashed by the combined power of the three [Thunder Rings].

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket, carrying terrifying power that could tear through the void, struck the towering tower with perfect accuracy.

"Boom!"

It was accompanied by a terrifyingly loud bang that shattered eardrums.

That incredibly sturdy tower had absolutely no chance of resisting the lightning the moment it came into contact with it.

The violent energy exploded inside it instantly.

Countless fragments of stone and burning wood shot out in all directions.

A small mushroom cloud rose from the spot, and a gale swept through the entire courtyard in an instant.

"what!"

Even those orcs kneeling on the ground, dozens of meters away from the center of the explosion, were blown about by the terrifying shockwave, and many were even thrown out and crashed heavily to the ground.

As the dust settled, all the orcs struggled to open their eyes and looked in that direction.

Disappeared.

The massive tower that normally symbolized the formidable defenses of Blackrock Fortress, along with a large area of ​​surrounding houses, had been completely erased from the ground.

All that remained was a huge, deep crater that was constantly emitting blue smoke.