Villain Lord: Both The Player And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me

Chapter 516 Disputes Arise (2)

Even if there is no visit from the mage from the Southern Continent, finding the thief is inevitable.

Because the orc queen was cursed by the devil.

Only the tears of the ocean can lift this vicious curse.

But in order not to cause panic.

Korkle remained very calm and announced that the queen was seriously ill.

The demon lord of the 36th layer of the abyss, the Evil Flame King, wanted to enslave the entire orc race. The person he found at first was Korkle, but Korkle was protected by the divine nature of the ancient red dragon Suotan Trik. , the will of the abyss cannot pollute it.

But the queen is different.

She is just an orc with somewhat passable strength.

Korkle valued his relationship with the queen very much, and this was also a flaw that was caught by the devil.

Now before things can't be done.

Korkle tried his best to get the Heart of the Ocean and lift the queen's curse.

Hartle is the most famous high priest of the orc court. Although he is the meanest and weakest fox orc among the orcs, even Kurkler respects him with his retrospective magic.

Hear Kurkler's orders.

Harter first bowed slightly to the Beast King, then walked up to the mage and said in a hoarse and difficult voice:

"To cast backtracking magic, I need a target, a general direction, or related people and things..."

Layton had already understood the conditions for performing retroactive magic. It happened that the orc warlord Bart and the lion orc Pate had also brought back key figures. They had been waiting outside the king's tent for a long time.

This is the first time that Gulu gold coins and Gulu silver coins have come to the Orc King's Court.

When they entered the king's tent and saw the beast king on the throne, they almost wet their pants in fear. Although they had heard that the beastmen were powerful and tall, they never expected that they were so majestic...

The kettle hanging on the Beast King's belt alone was already bigger than all the goblins.

Gulu Gold Coin: "Bye bye, meet the great beast king!"

After it finished speaking tremblingly, it found that its younger brother Gulu Silver Coin was still looking at the Beast King in a daze with his mouth open.

He quickly kicked Gulu Silver Coin on the butt, knocking him to the ground, and then he held his brother's head down.

"Hehehe... Your Majesty, my younger brother has some brain problems. He will go into a daze when he sees big people. I didn't mean to offend you..."

Korkle didn't want to pay attention to these meaningless things. He even felt that the two goblins were a little too noisy, so he frowned and urged:

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, perform the retrospection magic immediately. Each of our time is precious."

"Well, Your Majesty..."

Gulu Gold Coin's legs were trembling, and he asked tremblingly: "Is there any price for using retrospection magic, such as becoming an idiot..."

The words are not finished yet.

The orc high priest Harter had already ducked in front of Gulu's gold coin.

Grab the left and right hands forward.

In the blink of an eye, he pinched the heads of Gulu Gold Coin and Gulu Silver Coin.

Before the two goblins could say anything, a huge amount of magic energy penetrated their brains. The blue magic energy overflowed from their eyes, nose and mouth, and then gradually condensed into a mirror above their heads.

The mirror was filled with fog, and then slowly dissipated, and finally a dynamic picture appeared.

Although there is no color, everyone can see that the scene in the picture is the riot in the Cyclone Dune black market.

The perspective shown now is that of the brothers Gulu Gold Coin and Gulu Silver Coin.

Everyone saw them summoning alchemy puppets to deal with the riot, hiding all the way, and finally met a masked human under the table.

And it was here, in front of this human being, that they lost the Tears of the Poseidon.

"Two losers."

Korkle snorted coldly and ordered Hartl: "Lock this human being!"

The orc high priest narrowed his eyes slightly.

A vast spiritual power spread around him with him as the center.

With a "click" sound, the glazed glass of the royal tent shattered.

Layton's face was solemn. The intensity of this spiritual power was even more terrifying than that of his legendary mage father. It seemed that the power of the orcs should not be underestimated.

The scene in the mirror changed. A group of businessmen and buyers were intercepted at the entrance of Whirlwind Dune. The orc warlords Pate and Bart were investigating one by one.

When the Southern Continent Mage Group was investigated.

The human appeared again. He sneakily moved to the front of the crowd and stood there. The box containing Poseidon's Tears appeared right after.

Korkle glanced at Bart and Pate, and his stern eyes made the two orc warlords feel cold all over.

They knew that the Beast King was thinking about them.

But they also feel aggrieved!

Now everyone is looking at it from God's perspective, and the suspect has been specially marked by the orc priest. Of course, you can tell at a glance that something is wrong.

But that was when I was in the Cyclone Dunes.

There was a noisy crowd all around.

Bart and Pate had limited vision and did not notice this suspicious human being at all.

"Keep following!"

Kurkel slapped the table angrily, and Hartle continued to increase the output of magic and mental power. A pair of fox eyes glowed with cyan light, and blood vessels bulged around the eye sockets, gradually spreading to the whole body.

But on the other hand, the two goblins were even more miserable.

They were twitching as if they were exposed to high-voltage wires, foaming at the mouth, bleeding from all the orifices, and their originally green skin actually gave people a pale look.

The image in the mirror changed again.

I saw that mysterious human being following a caravan with a group of soldiers under his command. At this time, all the orcs in the king's tent noticed a detail, that is, there was a venomous flying dragon in this mysterious human's team, and there was more than one. !

Who else but the orcs could control these brutal monsters?

Korkel carefully studied the venom flying dragons, connecting some of the bad things that happened before in his mind, and his face became more and more gloomy.

"Go and call the third prince Perlo Dreadhammer and the second prince Adams!"

I saw that the Beast King had a tendency to get angry.

The orc soldiers guarding outside the king's tent ran to call for help while crawling on the ground.

Soon.

Perlo and Adams, their bodies covered with bandages, limped in.

They had fought in the Desert of Death because of some conflicts, and both ended up injured. When they came back, Korkel was so angry that he almost died, and ordered all doctors not to treat the injuries of the two princes.

So until now, they are still wrapped in bandages, and their bodies are filled with the smell of herbs.

This is a treatment method they came up with on their own, which is better than nothing.

"Look at these venom flying dragons, do you have any impressions?"

Korkle snorted coldly.

The more he looked at these two sons, the more he disliked them.

If he hadn't been very capable, he would have been relegated to civilian status long ago.

Within the rules of the orcs.

Bloodline is not that important.

Big fists are the best bloodline.