Chapter 146

After returning to the tixilan mountains, Lorraine Hill naturally received the letter from Pullman through the rabbit ears.

As the initiator of the westerly uprising and the most important person, he naturally took the throne of leader. However, clancia was not a feudal country in the past. They tried to go their own way.

After combining the knowledge given by Lorraine hill, they began to set up their own government institutions, most of which quoted some advanced modern ideals, and formed a new system combined with the previous consul system of mercury Dynasty.

First of all, the highest political institution of the country is the star assembly, in which the highest leader of the country is called the leader. Then according to the needs of the country to establish various systems and institutions, such as education, military, agriculture, commerce and so on.

The leader is elected by the parliament. During his term of office, he is nominated to set up his own team to take up important positions and control the overall situation with him as the core.

Pullman's letter naturally invited Lorraine hill to come to clancia.

Although he understood that this was Pullman's gratitude and heartfelt thought, Lorraine hill still didn't want to go, at least not yet.

First of all, Pullman told many people the name of Lorraine Hill although he didn't have his own portrait when spreading that knowledge. If she went, she would be worshipped as a saint.

But this kind of feeling is not very good, only the dead, or does not exist is the most perfect, live will make mistakes.

If she goes to clancia, too many people and things will be affected by her. Even if she says something wrong, no one will dare to point it out. This is undoubtedly a kind of disaster, and it is easy to be held by people, and the more she goes, the more crooked she is. Finally, either the image is broken and attacked, or the responsibility is more and more huge.

So even if they want to go, it's not now, but when everything is stable, so that they won't interfere with their own ideas.

In this way, she wrote a long reply, told Pullman what she thought, and then declined the student's invitation.

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Gufia alliance, white frost steppe.

With the cold wind blowing, the half human tall Hsinchu grass rises and falls in the wind, and the thick grass is like a green ocean, spreading all over the field of vision. Walking in it, you can often use your hand to push the grass in front of you, and some cattle and sheep appear and disappear in the high grass.

Since the fall of the mad tooth empire a thousand years ago, this northern grassland has gradually become the last private land of the orcs.

About 40 tribes live here. They are all branches of orcs. Some are very powerful, with millions of people, while others are very weak, with at least a few hundred people struggling on the edge of dissipation.

Not every tribe is so lucky to meet a silver haired girl who saves them, but more quietly dissipates in the world. As a matter of fact, this is also the normal situation in the world. Countless races have perished since ancient times. Naturally, they are constantly evolving and eliminated, and they are not transferred by personal will.

The vast horn sounded in the wind, and the white ears of xinzhucao slowly fluttered in the wind, just like thousands of dandelions. A girl with chestnut hair, holding a long walking stick, was walking in the grass sea as high as her chest, surrounded by a circle of people from all ethnic groups. Some of them cheered, some howled, and some played drums like thunder.

The drums were loud. Opposite the girl stood a man more than three meters tall. He had a beard and brown red hair. He held a huge axe of the same height in his hands.

The girl is dressed in gray clothes and a short skirt which is easy to move. There are a pair of downward curved horns behind her ears, which are arched around her ears like sheep's horns, while the big man's hair on the opposite side is like a lion's mane, full of power and deterrence.

The lion like man roared when he saw the young girl approaching. The fierce sound directly pressed down the grass in front of her, so that the young girl had to stick her cane on the ground to resist these waves.

His eyes were confused by the wind, so he could only bow his head and block it with his arms. However, the shaking sound of the earth came from his feet. A heavy axe swept across the air, sweeping a huge arc and a terrible roar.

Before she had time to run, she fell on her knees and fell on her back. The sharp axe crossed her face like a piece of firewood. She cut off her walking stick and cut off her chestnut hair. She avoided the attack that almost killed her.

After the axe had swept, she moved quickly, still holding most of the stick in her hand.

With the flame spreading on the walking stick, her brown and black pupil seemed to flash a ray of fire. When the walking stick is waved and the flame is splashed, the grass is ignited, which spreads outward like an arc and moves forward like a wall of fire.

At the same time, many flames, like snakes, flew in the air and shot at the man opposite.

The lion like man wielded a huge axe, and the strong wind pressure directly wiped out the fire snake in front of him. Then he swung the huge axe, and rowed around his body like a full moon, cutting the grass around him. Then he drank it, and the fierce wind scattered the grass around him, and let it fly around.

The spread of the fire on the ground in the face of this empty fire belt, it is difficult to move forward.

Taking advantage of the flame to separate the opponent temporarily, the young girl quickly waved her walking stick, and the fierce burning flame crossed one circle after another with the walking stick in the air. These circles of flame rolled like wheels on the earth, rolled up the grass, and kept burning and spreading.

Seeing this, the lion brought up the axe directly, and the bright light appeared on the surface of the axe. With the chopping of the axe in the air, the light of the axe split the atmosphere and flew out rapidly.

When the young lady saw the shining light of the huge axe, she had no time to think that the light of the galloping axe had come to her body, cold, sharp and extremely dangerous.

The walking stick is broken and blood is flying in the air. From the right shoulder down to the left, a long gap appears on the body, with bone piercing pain, rich blood and a weak body that can't stand up.

The young goat horn girl hissed in pain and scratched the ground with her fingers, picking up some broken soil and withered grass roots.

Regardless of the injury, she struggled to stand up quickly. One eye couldn't open because of the pain, and the other eye nervously observed the huge figure approaching quickly. In the light of the fire, accompanied by the heavy steps, the huge body holding the axe, as if to cover the sky, rushed forward.

"Juyan!"

Facing the front, she stretched out her only usable arm, and the flames scattered on the ground rushed towards her opponent. On the huge site with a diameter of more than 300 meters, scattered and constantly ignited fire circles are converging towards the central target, rising like volcanic eruption.

The crimson and transparent flame brings the suffocating high temperature, which constantly twines around the lion's mane. Every breath he inhales is a breath of flame. The burning heat inside and outside, his fierce roar, and the flame waves everywhere, but he still can't get rid of this invisible burning cage.

The flames rose and swept, and finally, the huge and powerful body fell down, leaving only a scorched black. The orcs all around them yelled excitedly, as if they were cheering, as if they were celebrating. They didn't care about the miserable death of their fellow orcs, as if they were used to it.

It's no surprise to people who know their customs, because these are the orcs in gufeia grassland. They are arrogant and fearless, love fighting, despise the weak and fearless of death.

The young goat horn girl sat quietly on the grass, looking at the charred body in front of her, which was no longer breathing, surrounded by the cheers of other orcs. Somehow, she felt cold and sad.

At this time, a highly respected shaman came into the center of the field, held up his wooden staff and announced in cheers.

"Nina the sheep horn, win! And she will be eligible to go to ermenas! "