My beast husband is weak and can't take care of himself

Before she could move forward, a gentle force pushed her away.

White spots of light also began to emanate from Lance's body. These spots of light floated out from the gaps in the green lines, like flying catkins and stars all over the sky.

The blue lines touched by these light spots melted as if corroded.

Mo Jiushao stretched out her hand, and the light spot fell into her palm and merged into her body.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of light appeared before his eyes, and the white light gathered, wrapping Mil and his corroded and messy body into a huge ball of light.

Lance also disappeared.

Inside the ball of light that Mo Jiushao could not see.

Lance was floating in the air. Not far from him, Mil was covered by white spots of light. As long as the white spots of light passed by him, that area would disappear, and a little black substance would escape.

Lance frowned and said, "Is the curse on you so strong?"

Mir smiled mischievously: "I am about to be devoured, and these curses should be borne by you."

This is why he took the initiative to find Lance. He believed that Lance could eliminate the curse of the orcs on the continent of Sechiaso.

After all, Lance is the messenger of God who burned down the temple!

Lance frowned: "Trouble!"

If I had known earlier——

"This is the last thing I can do for them, please—"

Mil let out a sigh and completely disappeared from this space.

The moment Mil disappeared, majestic light gushed out from the huge white light ball, illuminating the entire Death Continent. The lingering haze of the Death Continent seemed to be dispelled by this light, and bright rays of light appeared ahead of time.

Mo Jiushao, who was waiting outside, felt his eyes stung by the light and quickly covered his burning eyes.

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75 The beast world in the cold wave.

At this time, the entire Beast World Continent was a huge mountain.

A red sun jumped out of the horizon, and the golden light penetrated the clouds and illuminated the endless dense forest. On the highest peak of the mountain, a golden temple sat there quietly.

Every day, tens of thousands of animals set out from the foot of the mountain. They have no intelligence, but are driven by instinct to offer their faith to the gods, and then meet their fate here, death or rebirth.

Among this group of animals, there is a special little guy.

It is a weasel, a weasel with dark fur but a pair of clear green eyes.

It was brought to the temple by its mother. In fact, it didn't want to go there because it thought it was very scary.

Why is it so scary? It can't figure it out!

It doesn't know either. It's just a lonely weasel cub, how can it think about so many things?

A vast herd of beasts carried it and its mother and brought them to the temple.

They followed the example of the animals before them, worshipped the majestic temple, and then drank a sip of the sweet spring water in front of the temple.

Then--

The messenger of God, Mil, was born!

【Grandma——? 】

What is this sound?

Mil sat up blankly and looked around.

[The last messenger of God is born? ]

[Is it him? ]

[Looks very weak.]

【This moment is finally coming! 】

There were five men in black robes surrounding him.

Yes, people!

The concept of "man" involuntarily came to Mill's mind.

But that still didn't stop him from being afraid.

【Grandma——】

The sharp roar of the beast, carrying with it a terrifying force, swept through the surroundings.

Outside the temple, because he did not know how to control his power, the animals in the nearby area were strangled into a pool of bloody flesh, and the animals wailed.

Mil, he felt the pain, resentment, and unwillingness of the beasts—

His eyes couldn't help but turn red!

The five people guarding Mil had different eye and hair colors, but their eyes were all identically cold and indifferent, as if they were emotionless machines.

Among the five people, a male with long silver hair and heterochromatic eyes slowly stretched out his hand. He spread his hand, and a ball of green light flew out from his palm and landed on Mil's body.

[From today on, you will become the guardian of Sekiyasso. ]

The soft green light was not as gentle as its color. Mil wailed and cried as he experienced his first change of posture. He was a legendary beast - a green dragon.

All the other gods looked at him, shook their heads, and then left without mercy.

Lance stared at Mil for a long time and said, "Don't be afraid!"

When he regained consciousness, he understood many things in his mind, and saw countless threads coming from all directions. That was the power of the orcs who were about to become his territory.

But Mir still didn't understand——

The gods created the Beast World and gave life to all things. Why did they slaughter so many lives just to find a suitable successor to their power?

Mil thought of his mother who exploded into blood foam in front of him before he became a messenger of God.

And the will left by the gods in my mind.

The Beast World is about to enter a period of horrific disaster, and they, the gods' messengers, only need to wait until after the disaster and guard the land that matches their respective powers.

Mir asked: [Brother Lance, do beasts really have no emotions? ]

Lance remained indifferent to the question, staring off into the distance.

But Lance raised his hand and touched Mil's head: [Don't be afraid! ]

But there was one thing that made Mil happy: the beasts finally stopped gathering towards the temple.

But at that time, he didn't know that it meant that disaster was about to come.

A thunderous sound came from underground, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and all things wailed.

Mil heard the whistling of the wind, the uprooted trees, and the screams and wails of the clumsy beasts, which became obstacles to each other's escape.

The overwhelming wailing buried Mil, and he dared not leave the temple.

This was the second time he felt so weak after his mother died in front of him.

Long after the last muffled sound ended, the entire Beast World became a brand new world.

A world belonging to orcs, where gods choose them to continue their race.

All the beasts in the Beast World will evolve and they will all become orcs.

And on the day when the six continents were completely formed, the Golden Temple sent down the last divine will.

The responsibility of the God's messenger is to protect the orcs in the territory and let them work hard to reproduce.

Mir finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I heard from Lance that his territory, Sechiaso, is a very beautiful place with lush trees, mountains, rivers, and birds flying in the sky. It is breathtakingly beautiful.

When Mil got there, everything was exactly as Lance had described, except that Lance didn't say it.

On the continent of Sekiaso, there are orcs who offer tribute to him every day.

Even after they turned into them, they were still like wild beasts, hesitating to move forward.

The information in his mind warned Mil that the messenger of God should not develop too deep a bond with the orcs.

But when they presented him with a wreath on a sunny day, they stuttered and said in animal language: [Blessings!]

This group of orcs imitated him and learned the language.

Mil remembered that day was a very gentle autumn day, because the orcs brought him many sweet wild fruits, which were edible foods they had chosen after being poisoned countless times.

Since then, Mir taught the orcs how to make fire, how to find food, how to collect plant and flower seeds, how to twist straw ropes to weave clothes, and how to build houses.

These orcs were not stupid, they learned much faster than he thought.

After two or three failed attempts, the first house they built was a beautiful, solid log house.

[God's messenger, I hope you like the palace I built for you. 】

Now, they can communicate with Mil skillfully in animal language.

But Mil knew that the orcs also had their own language, and it would be easy for Mil to learn it as long as he wanted to.

“I like it very much,” he said.