"There is a power here that we can harness to make our community prosper."
"But Chief, we have no way of controlling this power." A male anxiously denied the chief's words.
"Okay, stop talking for now." The patriarch patted his shoulder comfortingly. "Go ahead, I'll explain everything to you."
The chief's voice was very steady, with a kind of persuasiveness that made the male believe his words for the time being.
Seeing this, the image suddenly disappeared, and the forces condensed into a ball of power again and continued to fly deeper into the cave.
"You are wrong. These powers cannot be utilized at all! These are polluting powers, and you actually cooperated with those pagans!"
The male looked at the patriarch in front of him with an angry expression, but the patriarch stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm and composed, not showing any sign of anxiety.
"What do you know? These are not polluted crystals. These are holy crystals. Believe me, I can use these to make the tribe prosperous... Only the Lord can make us prosperous. This is our future mission!" The chief looked at him with a somewhat arrogant expression. She was different from her ordinary self in the past. Now she seemed a little superior.
"You said so, Si Wu." As he said this, he glanced sideways and saw Si Wu walking towards him from not far away.
Unlike other wizards, he looked very humble and smiled gently. "Yes, that's right, veterinarian. Perhaps you could try to accept the Saint Crystal. It's a rare treasure for us orcs."
The veterinarian looked at Si Wu, his expression revealing a hint of disbelief and disappointment.
How could he not feel heartbroken seeing these two former friends so obsessed with the "glory" brought to them by the pagans!
He tried to persuade his friends, but they seemed to have been drugged by the pagans. They greeted the pagans with smiles but spoke coldly to him.
"Why are you cooperating with the pagans? Percy Lanster's orcs have already promised us that they can help us overcome the difficulties!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the tribe leader's face suddenly twisted, and he looked at him with hatred: "Veterinarian, don't you still not understand? Percy Lanster's orcs will not help us at all!"
"We have only ourselves to rely on, the pagans!"
The mirror image disappeared at this moment.
Song Jinqiao now almost understands one thing.
Because something happened in the Desert Temple, the orcs of the Rachel tribe had to seek help from Percy Lanster, but the patriarch and the witch did not believe that Percy Lanster's orcs would help them, so they turned to the pagans for help.
Seeing this, Xuan Ji suddenly said, "I remember a long time ago, before the Desert Temple appeared, the pagans once carried out a massive raid in the desert. According to the words passed down by the old orcs who survived that raid, the pagans had been searching for something in the desert."
"Perhaps, what they are looking for is the Seal of Sinaito."
These things happened a long time ago, and those old orcs have long since died.
Song Jinqiao just thought about Xuan Ji's words briefly and was secretly shocked.
The pagans drove the Rachel people out of the desert, and when they had nowhere to go, they lured the Rachel people to work for them by claiming that their tribe was prosperous.
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