The houses of the orc herders are dilapidated and built very simply. The main body is made of several large logs, filled with animal skins and straw to make walls. The area of ​​the house is not small, and it can easily accommodate six or seven people.

The advantage of the grassland is that it is vast and sparsely populated. You can build houses on any piece of land you want. As long as you can defend it and are not afraid of monsters, no one will care how big your house is.

The herders' handling of animal skins is somewhat primitive, causing the skins to become moldy and smelly, which is the source of the odor in the house.

Inside the house, there were several beds made of hay, covered with animal skins. Several wooden strips were placed close to the ground to separate the wet ground from the hay.

"It's too crude. These orcs are simply an uncivilized race." The warrior leader looked around and said with disdain in his eyes.

"It makes things easier for us." The magician said with a laugh.

According to the intelligence obtained from the orc herders, they are a group of marginal figures, and their houses are located far away from the city. This is a place where few people come.

It's not very convenient to live in, but it's a very good place to hide.

The magician nodded to the warrior leader, who saluted, turned and walked out of the house.

When they came outside, the warrior leader made a gesture to the other Med warriors, and the warriors immediately dispersed, vigilantly observing the surroundings, keeping guard, and protecting the house in the center.

The magician was the only one left in the house. He came to the bed made of hay and waved his magic wand.

Earth hardening magic.

The originally moist soil under the bed dried quickly under the effect of magic. Although it looked no different from the soil in other places, it was actually dry and as hard as stone.

After finishing the land, the magician drew an area next to it, chanted a spell, and released a green smoothness on the ground.

The ground in the circled area softened and gradually sank, forming a hollow space under the bed, and the area just drawn formed an entrance.

Looking at the dark entrance, the magician nodded and walked in.

The underground area that had just been built was not very large, but this did not pose a problem for the magician. He gently waved his magic wand, and the originally narrow space seemed to be growing, gradually expanding until it was the size of a football field. The magician then stopped and began to draw a magic circle on the ground.

This is a big project.

The magic circle he wanted to draw was used to travel through space. He had to chant spells and pray at the same time, and also make other arrangements. This process would take several days before the magic circle could gather enough energy.

If it is placed outside, the unusual movement caused by the gathering of magic will inevitably attract people's attention, but if it is placed underground, the magic energy will not easily dissipate, and more time can be gained to set up the magic circle.

To complete the arrangement of the magic circle, it takes at least thirty days and at most sixty days. During this period, the magician cannot be disturbed or stop, otherwise all the work will be in vain and everything will have to start all over again.

Although the herdsmen's houses are in the suburbs and few people come here, the magician still feels unsafe. They are in another world, isolated and helpless. Who knows what kind of things they will encounter? Whether they are discovered by people in the city or by the undead, it will interrupt the arrangement of the magic circle.

They have to speed up.

Using some rare treasures or special materials can speed up the construction of the magic circle, but the Med people are unfamiliar with this place, so where can they find rare treasures or special materials?

So they chose another method - sacrifice.

There is no shortage of bloody sacrifices in the other world, and in their eyes, this is not a big deal, especially for the Medes who have just come here from the ancestral god world, and they don’t care about bloody sacrifices at all.

In the ancestral world, if you want to make a bloody sacrifice, you need to consume slaves or vassal races, but here, you don’t have to consider so many things.

There are many orcs here, and they have nothing to do with them. Even if many of them die, they don’t feel sad.

Although capturing orcs from Bandehill City carries the risk of exposure, it can greatly speed up the arrangement of the magic circle. As long as the two worlds can be connected, it will all be worth it.

Be careful and you won't even be discovered.

The Med people who were sent from the ancestral god world to Li Ziyu's world were naturally no mediocre people. When the magician decided to make a bloody sacrifice, they began to act.

The warriors set their sights on the wanderers and beggars in Bandehill City. These orcs have one characteristic: no one would care even if they disappeared.

The Medes would divide their men into several levels. Of course, the Medes were the highest-level race. The second level was the dependent races recognized by the Medes. Then there were the slaves belonging to the Medes, and then there were the slaves belonging to the dependent races... The lower-level races were like the orcs. The Medes did not recognize their civilization or their combat effectiveness.

The inferior race, the Medes, did not care about their life or death at all, and in their eyes, wanderers and beggars were not even considered intelligent creatures, and their status was even lower than that of livestock.

The Med people acted quickly and silently. The people in Bandehill City did not even notice that there were fewer beggars on the streets. The other beggars did not know what was going on, but they were very happy. After all, with fewer competitors, they could get more. This proved that only their peers had naked hatred.

On the outskirts of Bandehill City, an orc herder’s house.

"Another one is back."

A black figure flashed by and quickly came to the door of the house. As his black robe fluttered, he threw out an unconscious orc who was dirty and emitting a foul smell.

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