Chapter 37

"Everyone, it seems that King Wang has opened his doors to receive guests." Sigma stood in front of the grand palace gate, first showing disdain for the carvings on the door, then turned and said, "It's still not too late to back out..."

A pig-headed man grunted a couple of times and said embarrassedly, "Dancing with Wolves, I won't run, but I have a few words I want to say to you. The Elders have their own difficulties, don't be angry with them, okay?"

Sigma was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "I was impulsive. On this journey, I realized something. This time, I was meddling in something that wasn't my business, and I had no right or qualification to ask them to risk their lives. As they said, enduring is to protect their families. Whether this endurance is right or wrong, we can't say now, but their desire to protect their families is good. Such people are qualified fathers and husbands."

He looked at the young half-orcs who were listening intently and smiled, "And you, not only for yourselves, not only for your relatives, but for the whole tribe, for the clansmen who are not your blood relatives, you stand up and fight for them, fight for everyone to regain justice, dignity, and freedom. Such people, we humans call them 'heroes.'"

He said gently, "If we survive this battle today, I will remember this friendship for a lifetime."

"You and Biefeng are not half-orcs, yet you are willing to risk your lives for us. If we stay at home and watch you fight, it would make us feel terrible." The pig-headed man scratched his head and smiled, "I'm not as good as you say, but I've been living in fear all my life, and I can't even go out to see the world. I want the next generation to have a peaceful life."

He thought for a moment and asked cautiously, "My future wife is already pregnant. If the baby is born smoothly... Dancing with Wolves, I heard your name is very good, and you changed Biefeng's name. Can you also change my child's name?"

Sigma didn't hesitate, "Tianpeng Yuanshuai, how does that sound?"

"Although I don't know what it means, it sounds very powerful!" The pig-headed man said in surprise, "That's it!"

A half-orc nearby called out, "Jiuchidengba, you haven't even married your future wife, how could you secretly cuddle with her in the hay? Do you want me to tell Uncle San and see if he can beat you to death!"

The half-orcs started to quarrel, and Sigma didn't stop them. He patted Langgudu's chest, "Langgudu doesn't sound very good. Do you want to change your name? Leopardhead King? Leopardhead?"

"Uh... I don't need to." Langgudu forced a smile and hesitated, "Dancing with Wolves, what you said about the Elders, did you mention the Druids and the Creators?"

Hearing this, Sigma raised his hand, and everyone slowly quieted down, staring at him.

Surrounded by these young, fearless half-orcs, he smiled, "Two last things. First, everyone follows my command and fights bravely. I will do my best to ensure that you all survive. The second thing..."

He said firmly, word by word, "Once inside, no matter what you see or hear, I want you to remember one thing: the half-orcs have always lived in the underground world until they grew tired of the wars and escaped to the surface. You are a free race, you have a soul that seeks freedom, you are free warriors. When you hold your weapons and decide to resist those who oppress you, in my eyes, you are a free and noble people, just like the Noren races... no matter whether you understand or not, remember this, don't hesitate, don't waver..."

The half-orcs, some thoughtful and some confused, all nodded heavily.

Everyone placed their hands on the gate and slowly pushed it open.

A cold, damp air rushed towards them.

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"Welcome."

When Sigma and the half-orcs followed Biefeng's clues to the underground square, Juventus was not surprised but bowed politely. He looked at the half-orcs who were shocked by the sight of the underground square with its rows of nutrient beds, sneered, and said, "Prince Sigma, you are the chief of Atlas and the future hope of humanity. How can you mix with this group of dirty, lowly rejects? Why don't you kill these troublesome people first, and I will show you my research results. I heard that necromancers pursue practicality and efficiency. You are a genius among necromancers, so you shouldn't be like those hypocrites, putting on a righteous face..."

The Saint Domain expert that Sigma had scared away was not Juventus but his companion and assistant. Juventus was responsible for the half-orc life fusion project, positioned as a researcher and scholar, and was not skilled in combat. The one responsible for protecting him and suppressing the half-orcs was another highly skilled main battle mage. Intellectuals looking down on roughnecks is a universal rule, and Juventus, having heard his assistant's account of Sigma, seemed to have unilaterally regarded Sigma as a fellow "superior being," thinking that he and the necromancer who played with the dead should have a lot in common.

So he wanted to have a good conversation with Sigma, and it would be even better if he could pull him into the temple—well, that was unlikely.

However, his calculations seemed to be off.

Indeed, necromancers are of the Lawful Evil alignment, and at the very least, they can still reason. But Juventus's information was severely lacking. He didn't know that this "future star" of the necromancer academy and humanity was actually a non-mainstream necromancer, famous for being a troublemaker and seeking revenge on society, with a strong inclination towards Chaotic Evil. To put it bluntly, "You, get down on your knees and eat my dick" was probably his battle creed.

Sigma clearly sensed that the person in front of him was not the same Saint Domain expert he had scared away.

He was both alarmed and delighted, because this person was several levels weaker than the previous one.

To be safe, he asked, "Where is your companion who is supposed to protect you?"

"Barcelona? That bastard is unpredictable and extremely boring. Your Highness doesn't need to see him." Juventus naively revealed all the information, "Your Highness, why do you ask?"

"Nothing, since he's not here, let's start. I want to take you hostage." Sigma swiftly pulled out a scroll of Hades' Roar from his tactical belt and tore it open, "We can talk about everything after you lie down."

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