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The patriarchs of the three royal clans actually stood up at this time, which was not only something that all the orc clan patriarchs present did not expect, but even Cook did not expect that for the blood-colored battle flag, Cook felt that it was a rag, and the rest of the clan leaders also knew that the blood-colored battle flag had no share of their own at all, so they didn't care at all, but for the patriarchs of the three royal families, this was a terrible thing, but it was related to the honor of the entire clan.

The mad lion faced the questioning of the fierce leopard, it was angry, but the silver tiger couldn't wait for the mad lion to be added, after all, the responsibility for the loss of the blood-colored battle flag was too great, and it would leave its own name in the history of the orcs in the future, but it was not good, but it lost the inheritance of tens of thousands of years of the empire.

Silver Tiger said with a sneer: "Fierce Leopard, think about it, is it necessary for my Silver Tiger to let the blood-colored battle flag be lost in my hands, no matter what the reason, the battle flag is always lost in my hands, what will the people of the empire think, will I trap myself in it?"

The fierce leopard thought about it, if the silver tiger did this, no matter whether he could be crowned or not, the responsibility for the loss of the battle flag would be the silver tiger first, and the eyes of the fierce leopard looking at the wild lion were even more complicated.

The mad lion was so angry, the mad lion looked at the appearance of the silver tiger and the fierce leopard, took a deep breath and said loudly: "I, the mad lion, swear in the name of my ancestors, if the loss of the blood-colored battle flag has anything to do with me, let me be killed by thunder." ”

Then the mad lion slashed his chest with the dagger he carried with him, which was the highest oath in the orc empire, the ancestral oath!

The fierce leopard looked at the silver tiger again, and the silver tiger swore in desperation, and after the mad lion and the silver tiger swore an oath, they looked at the fierce leopard again, and the fierce leopard was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, because this oath was said to disturb the ancestors, but the fierce leopard also had to swear.

The three of them had no suspicion of each other, and Silver Tiger finally pointed the finger at Cook: "It must be those damn bastards, bandits, and despicable wasteland races!"

"Yes!" Leopard also had a heart, after all, there are so many outsiders watching, isn't it?

The mad lion roared even more resentfully: "Let's go, let's go back and gather all the people, and we must get the blood-colored battle flag back!"

Cook knew that what Silver Tiger said was actually right, but Silver Tiger and the others doubted the other clan leaders present in their hearts, and as for doubting Cook, the three of them didn't believe it, because the blood-colored battle banner had been in the retreating inner circle, and there were no outsiders at all, it must be an internal ghost.

The three royal patriarchs may not know that it was a ninth-level space mage who did it on a whim, and when the three royal families finally returned to the coalition camp, they found that there were less than 10,000 soldiers left, and hundreds of thousands of tribal warriors were gone.

The face of the three royal families was lost, and when Beamon was dispatched, the three royal families had a disagreement with the temple, and now the one sitting in the temple was a prophet and a swan man.

Murillio is a prophet, the prophet in the Temple of the God of War is the kind of person who studies learning, in the Temple of the God of War, the most knowledgeable is the prophet, and there are many kinds of prophets, the simplest is the prophet who predicts the weather, this kind of prophet is the most popular among the orc tribes, but it is also the lowest prophet.

In addition, there are those who find underground water veins, earthquakes, calculate calendars, and predict stars, and the highest level is the prophet of the sky, that is, the prophet who knows everything, as long as it is under the firmament, he knows something about it.

And now he is in charge of a prophet of the sky, a prophet is also a kind of priest, and he can also release the aura of war songs, but the prophet still relies on rich knowledge.

Murillio shook his head and replied, "It's impossible for Beamon to send them to exterminate those wasteland races, because the Red Flame Drum hasn't been found yet!"

In the face of the elegant Murillio, the three patriarchs of the royal family were almost crazy, but the status of the prophet was extremely high, even the silver tiger of the orc emperor did not dare to be presumptuous, and the silver tiger defended in a low voice: "Lord Prophet, the blood-colored battle flag is also very important!"

"Then look for the Red Flame Drum first, and then the Scarlet Battle Banner. "In the prophet's heart, the blood-colored battle banner is nothing, after all, it is just a mundane thing, and the red flame drum is a holy thing, and in the prophet's heart, it suddenly comes out.

"Lord Prophet, the blood-colored battle banner is about the coronation sacrifice!" said the leopard pitifully.

"Coronation sacrifice, just postpone it!" said that the words of learning were not very detouring, and Mouririo's words did not make the leopard angry to death.

You must know that the three royal families take turns with the orc emperor, that is beneficial, not to mention anything else, on the transactions in the holy city to collect taxes, who is the orc emperor who collects, because the holy city has a large number of orcs come to worship every day, so it is very perverted prosperity, taxes have become the main income of the three royal families, in addition to trade, the south of the orc empire produces grain, the north produces fur, and the west produces livestock, and the big tribes will bring goods to trade when worshipping, and the items need to be stored in the warehouse, and the livestock that carry the goods must be closed in the place, and there are people who want to eat, and the transaction is not taxed, this qiē qiē has created the perverted prosperity of the holy city.

Not only that, but the three royal families also poured materials, because after all, the tribes that came to worship could not come together, salt, fur, grain, fruit wine, and other things can be poured out, and the tribe where the orc emperor is located has to charge 40% of the income of the materials, don't underestimate this 40%, the population base of the orc empire is high, although the economy is not very developed, but barter can be said to be more profitable, after all, it all depends on estimates.

That's why the three royal families attached so much importance to the position of the orc emperor, and the patriarchs of the three royal families finally had to reluctantly walk out of the prophet's tent, because the celestial prophet didn't let go at all.

"Damn!" Silver Tiger cursed quietly.

"Looks like we're going to have to go find those bastards. The mad lion said helplessly, and the three of them all looked at each other, they didn't expect that the Holy War Imperial Family would be so wolf this time, the Royal Knights, and the Warcraft Guards built with a lot of money were all finished.

The three of them were distressed, you must know that this was the biggest pride of the three of them, but in the holy city in the rear, there were still 200,000 warriors from the three royal families, and the guards of the holy city were not farmers and herdsmen from other tribes at all, they were real full-time soldiers, so the three of them were not very worried.

What the three royal patriarchs didn't know was that Cook had now set his sights on the Holy City, and Cook had a suitable person, that is, khaki.

Cook watched the unhappy Khaki being invited into the tent, stood up and gave Khaki a hug, and then said loudly: "Congratulations to Lord Khaki!"

"Congratulations!" Khaki was also helpless, there was no way, he was old and old and was actually calculated by Cook, and his calculations didn't work in front of Cook, but Cook's words still surprised Khaki.

"Yes, Lord Khaki, you have now been appointed by the Mekay Empire as the president of the Religious Society!" Cook pulled out a golden scroll.

"Religious Society?" Khaki was stunned by Cook's new term.

"Hehe, the Religious Association, in fact, is an official body that manages various religions, you always know, our Makai Empire practices freedom of belief, of course, the biggest must be the Temple of the God of War, which is also the only officially recognized institution of the Makai Empire, but you don't know that in the Orc Empire, there are still a large number of ...... of other religions. Cook explained with a smile.

"Can those heresies be called religions?" Khaki jumped up and shouted at Cook when it came to faith.

"Lord Khaki, calm down, okay, let's just talk about heresy, how many people die every year when your God of War Temple clashes with heretics, and for countless years, has the heresy been eliminated?" asked Cook angrily.

"Can you destroy it?" asked Khaki angrily.

"Your Excellency, your approach can't solve the problem at all, you look at this information, in a year, more than 10,000 civilians have died in religious conflicts, Your Excellency Khaki, do you think this is the credit of your God of War Temple?" asked Cook as he threw out a document again.

"Eradicate heresy...... Khaki said loudly, very excited.

"Okay, okay, bullshit heretic, Lord Khaki, we don't have to bend, those heretics don't have gods behind them, it's just that these gods are relatively weak. Cook said, waving his hand.

Khaki looked at Cook, spread his hands helplessly, and said, "Cook, I am the Holy Priest of the Temple of the God of War. ”

"It's because you're a holy priest that you're looking for you, Lord Khaki, you haven't exterminated other religions for so many years, so why have these religions survived?" asked Cook with a smile.

"Because they're secretive!" replied Khaki without hesitation.

"By the way, all we have to do is get these guys to ...... surface. Cook explained.

"And catch them all!" added Khaki excitedly.

Cook was speechless, looked at Khaki like an idiot, and then said: "Your Excellency Khaki, what we have to do is to let the other party confront the Temple of the God of War on the bright side, of course, this is a non-violent confrontation, so that these heretics can establish the temple openly and recruit believers ......." ”

"You, you, heretics still recruit believers?" Khaki was shocked.

"Your Excellency Khaki, I really doubt that you are a fox clan, you used to exterminate heresy or not, whether it was a heresy or not, not only did you act secretly, but also had no stronghold, but it was different with a temple, what our God of War Temple had to do was to fight those heretics thoroughly, openly, think about it, if the temple is established, we can make corresponding hedges against other religions, such as recruiting believers, does it mean that the priests of your God of War Temple are not sure to defeat those wild ways?"

Khaki pondered Cook's suggestion, and found that what Cook said was very reasonable, since it was on the surface, that is, fair competition, head-on confrontation, once those heretics leaked out, the Temple of the God of War defeated those heretics openly, so that those heretics did not have a single believer, and the heretics would naturally perish.

Looking at Kaki's brighter and brighter eyes, Cook whispered: "The Temple of the God of War is officially recognized by the Mekai Empire, and you can enjoy the financial support of the Makai Empire, and our religious association can also stipulate how many believers a temple must have, if there are not so many believers, the temple cannot be established, of course, at least one main temple must be built by the family." ”

Khaki's eyes brightened when he heard Cook's words, and then Khaki looked at Cook suspiciously, and then asked, "Cook, are you sure that you are one-eighth of the rabbit human blood, not the demon blood?"

Watching Khaki's excited and trembling pace of departure, because Khaki was confident that in a head-on confrontation all heretics would be ashamed to bow to the arms of the god of war, Cook muttered: " Let you dog-eat-dog, so as not to endanger the society, but is it not to hold a grand religious competition, and then rank it every year, reward something according to the ranking, things don't need to be too good, the key is that this ranking will definitely make those guys break their heads and come, En'en, it's called a religious competition, and then make a leaderboard, civil and martial arts fights, hehe, the final ranking ranking national announcement ......!"