Inside the Royal Palace of Sarita.
The orc emperor heard the deafening persuasion from the outside world, and angrily smashed the cup on the table into the main hall.
"A bunch of idiots! A bunch of garbage! And that group of traitors, they forgot, who raised them? It's the Empire! "
After venting his anger.
He calmed down.
"The capital is now home to the last of the most powerful orc legions in the entire empire, as well as three demigods, dozens of legends, and a battle."
"If I think about it again, there are still those combat forces that can be used!"
"That's right."
He beckoned to the guards beside him.
"Go find the elven mage teaching group who came to Sarita to support the teaching, and ask them to help, the conditions are arbitrary, as long as Sarita can hold it, any price!"
The guard nodded, and soon ran out of the palace.
And then
He shouted again into the hall.
"Torek, you go and give orders to all the troops in the city, and defend the city of Sarita at all costs!"
"I'll go to the temple again and ask God for help!"
"The empire is about to fall, and the gods still don't take action?"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
"Take my palace guards with you!"
"Yes!"
Torek nodded in agreement, and ran out of the palace with a palace guard of several hundred men, reading the emperor's orders.
See everyone exit the palace.
Only then did the Emperor speak.
"Kathak, come out!"
A black-robed figure stepped out of the emperor's throne behind him.
"Your Majesty."
"You take my guards to secretly protect the Imperial Concubine Essama and the Seventh Prince Alec, and then take them to the secret tunnels to wait for me. If the Imperial City is broken, we will go south to the city of Sama on the south coast. "
"Yes!"
"Also, the most important thing is to remove all the treasures in the inner treasury!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
After the orc emperor finished arranging, he took a deep breath.
"Alright, you can go out too. I'll go to the temple in a moment, and ask for the Lord God on high." "
….
High in the sky.
I saw the Winged Man army approaching the city of Sarita.
Instead of closing his eyes and practicing, Ulliel held the long sword at his waist and his gaze fell on the kingdom of orcs and the god of power.
"The capital of the Orc Empire is about to be destroyed, can you still endure it?"
"Ophitus!"
…
The kingdom of the god of power.
Ophitus sat on the throne, his gaze resting on the temple of Sarita.
He watched,
A tall and majestic middle-aged orc knelt in the temple and cried loudly!
"Great God, be able to send down your divine power to save your poor people!"
"If the Imperial Emperor is defeated by the Winged People, the Orc Clan is afraid that there will be no more power to fight back, and there will be no place to worship your shrine in the entire western land of Gria!"
"Great God, please do it!"
The god of power, Ophitus, struggled with his face, but finally gritted his teeth.
"I've got to do it!"
In recent years, his faith has fallen rapidly!
If there is no more action, it is estimated that faith will become even less.
Orcs have always admired bravery, and his performance over the years is indeed a relatively cowardly in the concept of orcs.
He planned to ask the Goddess of the Silver Moon to block the Lord of Judgment, and then take action himself, rain down his magic skills, give it a go, and solve the danger of the capital first.
He was still very sure, the old tree in Heavenly Mountain couldn't stop him.
As for the liquidation of the Lord of the Judgment later, if his Divine Kingdom really can't resist it, he will join the Silver Moon Divine Kingdom and worship a main god for himself.
"It's so embarrassing!"
"I'm Sequence 0, the Power Master!"
"Damn Platinum Moon!"