"It seems that it should be something among their players, otherwise they wouldn't be in such a hurry to leave, but have you forgotten something......" Mick Brown, the machine king, suddenly wondered.

Lan Feng's glasses haven't been changed yet......

Including Lan Feng himself, he had forgotten about this matter for the time being, not to mention it after more than half an hour, and was affected by the sudden news of quietly watching, and really forgot about the perspective ability of goblin glasses.

And now Lan Feng is moving at a high speed, thinking about how to ask for the orc clan's military power.

The passive blessing of the Wind Riding skill makes Lan Feng's high-speed running in a non-combat state basically not much consumption. The buildings around me are like a flashing slide, constantly moving away from the back.

Use Movement Flasks and Agility Flasks!

Lan Feng's speed soared again!

In a hurry, and without consuming the energy of the gods, he now has to obtain the maximum military power that the orcs can obtain as quickly as possible, and then rush to the European battlefield.

It's not impossible to give up military power for the time being, but it doesn't have any effect to go now, and the war after that will be at least tomorrow. And today's Anglo-French battlefield will soon come to an end, and there is no suspense on the winner's side is the French game area.

"It's unlikely that you can snatch the power of the army from a lone army, but the orc race is huge, and once you get the power of the army, its number may exceed the sum of the three races, so you have to give it a try."

"But ......"

Lan Feng suddenly thought of the warning about the situation on the orc clan's side when he and Jing Jingkan discussed the military power of the four clans before:

The admonition to watch quietly -

"The Orc Race God of War and the Divine Sacrifice Shaman, that is, the Ten Thousand Beast Kings and the Beast God Shaman, as they call themselves, are two of the worst tempered of all the top lineages, according to the description of my mentor prophet."

"And the orc tribe has a large number of people of various races, and the forces within the clan are complicated, which leads to their strong desire to control the power. Unless you are genuinely recognized, as you did in Wolfsburg, it is unlikely that you will be able to obtain military power. ”

"Especially if you are alone, they are likely to instigate the flames, so that you will not have the possibility of military power at all. If there is really no way to do it at that time, don't force it, I have already obtained some military power, so I don't have to work too hard. ”

"Even though I say that, I know that with your nasty personality, you may still go your own way. So if you really want to be strong, you can try to go to another special royal family of the orc clan - the Beamons. ”

Lan Feng also knows the difficulty of obtaining the orc clan's military power, and at the same time, he is ready to turn around and leave if the momentum is not right. After the matter of the European battlefield is over, Lan Feng will see if he wants to go to the Beamon tribe at that time.

The Beamon Race, in the game and the Demon Race, is a race that doesn't have much contact with the player. It is impossible for a player to become a Beamon, so the Beamon clan did not have the military power provided to the player in the original setting, and if you want to get it, you can only rely on the strength and the inheritance of the Blue Maple Sword Hermit to see if you can get some thin noodles.

"Let's go to the orcs first." Lan Feng thought so.

The pace under his feet couldn't help but speed up a few points, and after running a distance, there would be a teleportation array that could teleport to the orc clan. Whether there will be a harvest or not can only be left to fate.

……

……

Orc clan, the capital of the orc empire - the capital of the orc empire.

Except for the unique architectural style of the orcs, as well as the decorative items on the building, or totemic patterns. The Orc complex is the closest to the Terran, not underground, in the belly of a mountain, nor on top of a giant tree.

Like the Terrans, they built various buildings, mansions, and palaces on the surface. Perhaps the most obvious difference is that the level of luxury is far inferior to that of the Terrans, and it can be said that in terms of luxury, even the Dwarves who build a random house on the surface are not as good as the Dwarves.

Among the four major races, the orcs are the most populous and widespread, but they are also the poorest race. Because the orcs basically don't do business except for the fox clan, and the trade is only some material items.

So even when they came to their capital, they couldn't help but think of two words - shabby.

Maybe only the palace in the distance is not bad, and the buildings around the teleportation array are not even as prosperous as the second-level main city of the human race.

Even so, they were still the most powerful of the four clans, and their poverty did not limit their strength. The guards around the teleportation array were at least level 120, and even Lan Feng noticed that there was a mini-boss around level 150.

The degree of arrangement of this kind of strength is completely different from the situation where dwarves, goblins, and sometimes level 90 guards are filled.

"Hey, that Terran kid with glasses over there, you're Lan Feng, right?"

In the same situation as the goblin clan, as soon as Lan Feng appeared, he was recognized again. It seemed that it should be the person of the Ten Thousand Beast King, because Lan Feng saw that the orc who stopped him had the symbol of the royal family on his chest.

"The Beast King's predecessor wants to see me, right?" Lan Feng ignored the gazes of the players around him, and directly inquired about a strong man of the Tiger People clan who came to his side.

"Listen to the clever one, you are worthy of being a disciple of Lord Fang, and it is indeed summoned by our great Ten Thousand Beast King." The tiger man grinned.

The tiger people didn't seem to care much about the identity of the inheritor of the Blue Maple Sword Hermit, and even had a faint sense of superiority. It seems that it should be the guard of the King of Ten Thousand Beasts, and after staying by the side of such a high-ranking and powerful existence for a long time, this sense of superiority and self-confidence is understandable.

Lan Feng didn't care much about these, what others thought of them was not something he would care about for a long time.

"Then lead the way." Lan Feng said indifferently.

"Pretty anxious? Then come with me. The tiger man smiled disdainfully.

Lan Feng silently followed behind, completely ignoring the existence of this character, and only regarded him as the navigation data that led the way.

Along the way, the tiger man also walked with a swagger, for fear that others would not see the royal symbol on his chest. Lan Feng is not easy to hide, so he can only move forward slowly in this kind of high-profile annoying gaze.

"Hey." Lan Feng suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?" The tiger man turned his head a little dissatisfied.

"This direction is not the Ten Thousand Beast King Hall of the Royal Palace, right?" Lan Feng asked.

"Of course not, now the King of Ten Thousand Beasts is hunting leisurely in the mountain behind the palace, and we will go directly from the side of the palace complex, so as not to make a detour." The tiger man said impatiently.

Lan Feng searched the map of the mountain behind the Orc Palace in his mind, and found that there was indeed no mistake, and it was indeed closer to go straight from this direction.

But......

"It's a little strange......" Lan Feng thought quietly in his heart.