Lan Ning, who was sleeping, had another dream.

In the desolate land, a group of seriously injured orcs were praying around a campfire. There were different expressions on their faces. After reciting a lot of obscure words, they began to stand up and dance around the campfire.

They shouted that the beast god was coming, threw everything behind them into the fire, and then knelt before the fire and prayed again.

Lan Ning was floating in the air. She felt that this seemed to be an ancient sacrifice. These orcs were calling for the Beast God to come.

The things in the fire were burning with crackling sounds. A long time passed, until the fire was about to go out, but the orcs still did not wait for the coming of God. They reluctantly lit the fire, repeated the previous action, and continued to pray for God's attention.

Lan Ning observed silently. She had had this strange historical dream three times in a row, and this time she had learned to record it.

Unfortunately, she thought it was just an ordinary dream the first two times and didn't remember any useful information, so this time, she watched for a long time but didn't know when it happened.

Fire...sacrifice...

What connects these two together is the underground ruins mural that impressed her the most.

But she remembered that the painting was about the origin of the orcs and the history of tribal construction, which was very different from what she saw now.

She watched the group of orcs repeat this process back and forth many times until she buried her head in the ground and cried.

"We shouldn't have killed all the ancient beasts. They are the descendants of God. When they died, they took away all our descendants."

"It's all that group of people's fault. Why did they provoke the ancient beast tribe? Now, no one can invite the gods to come. How can the tribe develop?"

"Rob, rob all the women in their tribe. This is their fault, and they should bear the consequences!"

After hearing this, Lan Ning probably understood. So this is why those orcs were so crazy about snatching women back then?

Lan Ning sighed silently. When she blinked, she heard the clear sound of fighting. She looked down and saw a sea of ​​blood and a mountain of corpses. She, who was floating in the air in the form of a soul, seemed to smell the disgusting smell of blood.

hiss......

I really want to vomit.

At the end of the war, a woman with heterochromatic eyes spoke out to stop it.

Lan Ning looked at the face in disbelief. Wasn't that his own face? And those eyes were completely different from mine.

The heterochromic-eyed woman said she could contact the Beast God, and all they had to do was stop the fighting.

As all the beastmen were half-believing and half-doubting, the woman with heterochromatic eyes stood on the altar, and she really caused a strange scene.

A rosy glow suddenly appeared above the mountain of corpses, and a distant female voice came from the sky.

"Drink my blood and you will be safe."

The ray of light shone on the woman with heterochromic eyes. She stretched out her hand with a dull expression, and then gently cut her fingertips, giving a drop of blood to each of the orcs who came forward.

Finally, the body of the woman with heterochromatic eyes turned into dust and disappeared with the sunset glow.

The tribesman behind the woman with heterochromatic eyes stepped forward and taught all the orcs how to mobilize the power of their inner elixir. They named this spell "Gate of Flow".

Then, these orcs who had drunk blood united and formed Wanjing, making Wanjing increasingly powerful in peace.

But Lan Ning followed the dissipated dust and came to another unfamiliar place.

The woman with heterochromatic eyes who disappeared in front of the orcs was not dead, but somehow managed to get to a deserted cave.

She changed into a different person in the empty cave.

Lan Ning was completely shocked. It was the first time she saw an orc who could change into someone else's appearance. And why did this woman look so familiar?

She felt again that her memory was distorted. After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't remember where she had seen her. It should be that the information extension had not been loaded yet.

Lan Ning sighed slowly. She found that no one could see her appearance this time, and there was no sign of her being able to go back.

She had no choice but to continue walking following the strange yet familiar looking woman.

Floating deep into the cave, Lan Ning was shocked by the greenery of this place.

"Saint, are we now waiting for that group of people to establish a united tribe?" A python crawled out from the bushes, spitting out its tongue and slowly approaching the woman.

“Why not?” The woman laughed, “We, the Ancient Beast Tribe, are favored by the gods. They felt sorry for the wild beasts and taught them some secrets of how to become human. But they think we are a disaster and want to kill us all.”

What wisdom can a group of wild beasts have?

They only knew how to kill and reproduce, but they didn't know that the methods taught to them by the ancient beast tribe were wrong from the beginning.

They raised the wild beasts as pets for hundreds of years, but they didn't expect that they had raised a group of ungrateful creatures. They wanted to overthrow the ancient beast tribe's rule over the world and were not hesitant to use some crude means.

"How is the woman who fell in love with the beast now?" The woman mentioned the ancient beast tribe that had turned against them, and there was contempt in her words.

"They were eaten by wild beasts."

It really gave her a leg up.

Because she fell in love with a wild beast, she wanted to help him conquer the world of the orcs, but unfortunately the Beast God was on the side of their ancient beast tribe.

"The beasts have no wisdom, and are far inferior to us ancient beastmen." The python continued, "There are only a few of us left, and we have already placed all of them among them. We just need to wait patiently, and this world will eventually become ours."

The life span of the ancient beastmen is very long. They can afford to wait, but...

The woman sighed slowly, and she reached out and gently stroked her face. "I used her beauty without God's permission. I hope she can forgive me."

The python coiled around her, "God will forgive us. We just need to restore the world to its original state."

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Just as Lan Ning was sighing, a familiar system prompt sounded in his mind.

"Master! I finally got through to you!" After the call was connected, Perfect Little Six started crying, "You really scared me to death!"

This was the third time that Wanmei Xiaoliu had been unable to contact Lan Ning. He had finally bound himself to a host with the best chance of passing through this world. If that host was gone, where would he go to cry?

Lan Ning was trying to receive the new messages, but was annoyed by the electronic crying of Perfect Xiaoliu.

"Don't cry, I'm still alive." Lan Ning couldn't help but stop him, "Tell me what's going on first?"

When she was halfway through a task, she was told there was an additional extension. This was unprecedented!

After Perfect Xiaoliu finished crying, she began to talk about the changes that had taken place in the information within the system during this period.

This expansion not only supplemented the basic information of the ancient beast tribe, but also explained Lan Ning's intermittent headaches and memory loss.

"Because you changed the system's tasks, the plot of this world deviated, and then you exchanged the skills that should have belonged to the heroine, so the world collapsed a little."

Lan Ning was stunned when he heard this. The heroine's skills?

"Lingyuan?" Lan Ning subconsciously read out these two words.

Perfect Six: "Yes."

Lan Ning exhaled slowly, "Tell me in detail."

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