◎A gorgeous fire cloud◎
The Golden Lion Orc was carrying six copper coins as he walked through the most prosperous grocery market in the Demon Realm.
There are all kinds of shops on both sides of the street, some selling clothes, some selling candies. The Golden Lion Orc also saw a shop selling cool toy building blocks. It is said that it uses the latest magic circle technology. As long as the building blocks are assembled into corresponding shapes, they can be turned into real objects.
"The Demon Realm is really great," he stared at the store for a long time, struggling to resist the urge to buy. He turned to his companion and sighed, "Why is the sports meet only open for three days? It would be great if it could be open for three years. I don't want to leave this wonderful place at all!"
The White Tiger Beastman beside him was also sighing at this clean and bustling street market. Hearing this, he couldn't help but frowned and looked at the Golden Lion with a rather dissatisfied expression: "How can you think so?"
Ever since the Demon Realm was isolated by a barrier, although there have been some minor frictions over the past ten thousand years, there have been no large-scale battles between the Gods, Beastmen, Natural Elves and even Dragons. Instead, there have been constant disputes within the Beastmen. After countless struggles for power, relations between the various tribes of the Orcs have become tense, and the Orcs no longer respect the Beast King.
Therefore, even the White Tiger Beastmen who lived near the Beast King Capital did not think that absorbing the dark power and becoming a demon was a bad thing. He supported the choices of the Bamboo Bear and Serval tribes, and even felt a little envious of them.
But the Golden Lion Orc is different from them. He is the great elder of the Golden Lion Orcs and shoulders the important task of protecting the Golden Lion Clan under the suppression of the Black Bear Beast King. He, the main force, cannot be missing in the plan to overthrow the Black Bear Beast King.
If this guy transforms into a demon, it is conceivable that he will no longer interfere in this matter.
"Don't you want to become a demon?" The Golden Lion Orc glared at him. "There are so many delicious foods, as well as space teleportation arrays and magical cell phones - they don't even need to risk their lives to hunt!"
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The white tiger orc glared back unwillingly and growled, "Then you will not care about the other golden lion orcs in your tribe?"
After he finished yelling this, he realized his loss of composure, looked around, stopped arguing with the white tiger orc, took a deep breath, and walked away angrily.
One of the important rules of the Demon Realm is that fighting is prohibited, and he is not sure at what level of quarreling will be considered a fight by the demon soldiers.
The Golden Lion Orc also realized this and looked around in fear. When he didn't see any demon soldiers coming to capture him, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked angrily in another direction.
"What does that stupid tiger know?" he muttered to himself. "As long as they can join the demon tribe, who cares what happens to the orcs? In the demon invasion war ten thousand years ago, didn't the orcs who were transformed into demons lead the demon tribe to directly attack their own tribe?"
He muttered this, thinking about the future when he would become a demon, with endless food and a high status, while the White Tiger Orcs would still only be able to hunt in the village for a living. He felt much better immediately, and no longer worried about the accusations of the White Tiger Orcs. He hummed a song as he walked towards the bookstore, ready to buy himself two books he would need for the demon exam.
After the Golden Lion Orc disappeared into the bustling group of demons, a Netherworld Demon slowly emerged from the spot.
She was like the marshmallows cooked in a small shop at the end of the street, white and soft, floating in the air like a cloud. In front of her was a silver-white cell phone with a black flame mark carved on the phone case.
The screen lights up, showing the communication screen.
"I'm Youwu. Today's observation report on the Golden Lion Orcs has been submitted," she said, her tone full of disdain, "This guy, as the chief elder of the Golden Lion tribe, actually doesn't even care about his own tribe and still wants to join the Demon Realm? The score is not up to standard. Even if this kind of orc passes the magic and math exams, he is not qualified to join the Demon Tribe."
"Don't worry," the calm voice of Nightmare Demon Sur came from the other end of the phone, "I don't think this golden lion orc will be able to pass the magic and math exams."
You Wu floated in the air and blinked curiously.
The sports meet was coming to an end, and apart from the last badminton final, only the closing ceremony was left. The demons had a pleasant holiday and felt more relaxed unconsciously.
Although You Wu had accepted the secret mission of observing the visiting orcs, most of the mission had been completed at this time. She just looked at the golden lion orcs from afar while happily chatting with Sur.
"Why didn't he pass the exam?" she asked. "Did we make the math and magic basic exams more difficult?"
"We have this plan. However, the bamboo bear tribe has very good magic ability, and the serval tribe is also very good at picking fruits in the orchard and raising fish, so we plan to make the difficulty of the first two exams relatively low, and then gradually increase the difficulty."
Soul shrugged.
"I think the Golden Lion Beastman failed the exam not because of the difficulty of the exam - he didn't attend the open math basics class the day before yesterday and last night - he signed up in the morning for the past two days, and then went to watch the performance of the art troupe in the evening."
This golden lion orc probably thought that he was very strong in combat and could even serve as the chief elder of the Golden Lion Clan, which had once produced a Beast King. Therefore, he did not take the so-called exam seriously and confidently believed that he would be able to do it.
"If he knew that even the Dark Night Dragon took several months to pass the basic mathematics test, he might not think so." You Wu complained in a low voice, his eyes following the Golden Lion Orc in the distance, watching him buy two brand new textbooks in the bookstore and walk leisurely towards the sports field.
Suer smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work. You don't have to follow him anymore. The badminton final will start in ten minutes. Let's go to the stadium - Youqi's performance yesterday was really wonderful!"
Talking about his younger sister Youqi, Youwu proudly shook the soft and white hair on his head.
After graduating from school, You Qi officially left his cub status, but did not join the farming team or the industrial team as You Wu had expected, but resolutely signed up for the army.
The Nether Clan is not a very good fighting race, and even a beast tide can lead to the demise of the entire clan, but You Qi is a very smart demon. She is good at all kinds of magic, especially undead magic that can interfere with monsters on a large scale and summon the souls of monsters to fight together. In addition, she works very hard both in training and in combat, and she quickly passed the military assessment.
In this sports meet, You Qi and his comrades in the army who were also good at flying formed a badminton team. They won all the way and made it directly to the finals.
"Oh, right, I still have to go get a gift for You Qi," You Wu just remembered, the hair on his head stood up, and he hurried to the nearby mobile phone store, "You Qi has always said that he wants a cotton candy-shaped phone case, which looks like two Nether Clan creatures, one big and one small - I went to the phone store ten days in advance to customize the phone case, and I can get it today."
"Then I won't bother you anymore," Soul said, hanging up the phone and walking briskly toward the stadium. "Don't worry, I'll save a seat for you."
Youwu thanked him happily.
Fearing that the shop owner would close the shop if she was any later to watch the game, she rushed to the shop, the sunlight enveloped her like a gorgeous sunset cloud.
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After the badminton competition, the champion teams of all events gathered backstage at the stadium, ready to receive awards at the closing ceremony.
Warren, who was in charge of presenting the awards, also sat in a rattan chair backstage.
Considering that he was going to leave the Demon King's Palace to practice magic in the next few days, he decided to finish all the remaining work today, so Sur was standing in front of him, reporting to him about his observations of the invited orcs.
The closing ceremony was held at night, and a certain dragon, who had let himself go after a break, had played games with Alex all night the day before. Now he was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes, and was even too lazy to maintain his human form. He turned into a mini black dragon less than one meter tall, and leaned against Warren's legs in a daze.
When Soul finished his report, he covered his mouth with his right paw and commented while yawning.
"The group of orcs you rescued from the Beast Palace sound pretty bad, much worse than the Serval and Bamboo Bear."
"The orcs that the Beast King is afraid of are all in high positions in the most important tribes in the Beast Realm," Warren was not surprised. He saved these orcs not to absorb them into the Demon Clan, but to spread the reputation of the Demon Clan in the Beast Realm and cause some trouble for the Beast King. "Given the level of internal turmoil in the Beast Realm, they definitely can't be naive."
Although the Bamboo Bear Tribe originally lived near the Beast King Capital, they have always been cautious and self-protective. Their usual interest is to grow bamboo and eat bamboo shoots. They rarely get involved in the political struggles in the Beast King Capital. This time they offended the Black Bear Beast King mainly because they couldn't stand his behavior of rebelling against his master. There is still a big difference between the two.
Xiao Long nodded thoughtfully and blinked: "Fortunately, the Dragon Clan does not border the Demon Realm, otherwise those evil dragons would definitely come to rob - no, it would be better if they came to rob. Then, my king, you can arrest them all, and we won't have to worry about the source of magic power in the Demon Realm!"
"That's not the case," Warren laughed and rubbed his head. Only then did he remember Xiaolong's life experience. "Do you want to go back to the Dragon Clan? I can go with you."
Xiaolong tilted his head, feeling a little moved.
Although he is a rebellious dragon, he actually does not have much deep hatred towards the dragon clan. After all, the dragon clan still cherishes their cubs. However, after accidentally swallowing a demon and degenerating into a dark dragon, he was expelled from the nest by the Dragon King and could only survive alone in the Demon Realm.
Now, he has a strong sense of belonging to the Demon Realm and has never thought about returning to the Dragon Clan. Therefore, he was not excited even when he knew that the barrier at the edge of the Demon Realm was broken.
But after the Demon King said this, he suddenly realized that since he was living such a happy life now and had saved up so many delicious foods and beautiful silver pottery jars, it would be interesting to go back and show off to those ignorant dragons?
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