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"I have sent people to search Longling Snow Mountain many times. How is it possible that there is still an extremely dark abyss left?"

"I don't need to lie. It seems that the things inside are not from your hands. So is it the prophet Isla of the serial hunting team?"

Hearing this, Harrington shook his head and chose negative without hesitation.

"Impossible. The search on Snow Mountain was conducted shortly after Isla left. If she had done anything, how could we not have discovered it?"

He hesitated for a while and then added:

“Although she resurrected the ancestors, it doesn’t mean that I really believed her words.

I don't doubt that darkness will come again. What I do doubt is that the Sequence Hunting Team has ulterior motives for the kingdom.

After all, the reputation of this organization in the Demonic Continent is not particularly good. "

"So you conducted a big search after Isla left?"

"That's right, in order to prevent her from leaving behind a trail, we conducted a search while collecting the bones of the soldiers."

After that, he asked Maxine:

"Mr. Morgan, is the cave you are talking about near the third tomb of the Dragon Blood Warrior? The one halfway up the mountain?"

"That's right."

After hearing this confirmation reply, Harrington lowered his head, tapped the table with two fingers of his right hand, and looked like he was thinking. After a moment, he spoke again:

"I asked Shelly to go in there before. With our understanding of the extremely dark abyss, it's impossible not to discover it."

"When did Isla enter the orc kingdom?"

"The first time was thirteen years ago, and the second time was eleven years ago."

"Has anyone been to Longling Snow Mountain during this period?"

Harrington did not answer Maxine's question, but shook his head, indicating that he did not want to continue to dwell on this topic.

“We also want to know who else can control the Dark Abyss and drop it into the cave, but unfortunately, we have no clue at all.

Most of the sentinels placed on the snowy mountains are around the third or fourth level. Although their perception ability is strong, if they encounter the sixth level with flexible movement, it is impossible to detect what they are doing on the snowy mountains. "

Harrington's attitude has been revealed. He is not interested in this matter.

This is the territory of the Orc Kingdom. Someone put dangerous things in his territory, but he is not at all curious about who is behind the scenes?

Maxine was very surprised by Harrington's attitude, but soon she understood.

Is the Dark Abyss a dangerous thing?

This is indeed the case for other races in the Demonic Continent, but what about the orcs?

Harrington also mentioned before that they have never really given up their ambition to completely control the Dark Abyss.

Races like this that are willing to come into contact with the extremely dark abyss are only a minority in the Demon Spirit Continent. Even the gods are extremely wary of this power.

If Harrington knew which other races and gods were secretly studying the Dark Abyss, he could easily confirm who was behind the scenes simply by using the elimination method.

After thinking about this clearly, Maxine suddenly understood why Harrington did not want to continue delving into this topic.

This orc king probably already knows who created the extremely dark abyss in the cave, but he is not willing to destroy the other party's plan.

He set his sights on Fred, who was standing aside.

"Mr. Morgan, is it because of him that you seek the Dark Abyss?"

In fact, Harrington had already noticed the rich abyss energy in Fred's body, but he just didn't dare to confirm it for a while.

After hearing what Maxine just said, everything came together.

"It's really incredible. Even though the Dark Abyss has been transplanted into the body, it can still maintain itself without being affected by the abyss. Even those dragon-blooded warriors back then may not have been able to do it."

There was an unnoticed greed in Harrington's eyes.

Morgan, the pharmacist, has the ability to refine the elixir of wrath, which is related to the future of the orcs.

And the knight beside her is even more tempting.

After the abyss took root in the body, he was still able to maintain a clear self without using any secret techniques, which even the former Lion King could not do.

If they could know the key and master the method, the strength of the orcs would probably be even stronger than that of the Dark Holy War.

"You're curious how this is done?"

As a witch who has experienced the first Dark Holy War, Maxine naturally understands the obsession of the orcs towards the dark abyss.

Although Harrington didn't show it, she understood that in the eyes of the orc king, Fred was probably more important than her.

"I'm indeed a little curious. I wonder if Mr. Morgan can tell me if it's convenient?"

"It's very simple, just don't have any unnecessary desires in your heart."

When Harrington heard this, he just thought the other party was joking.

"Of course I know this. The reason why the Dark Abyss is difficult to control is precisely because it affects the desires deep in people's hearts and amplifies this desire to the point where it is difficult to control.

If a person has no extra desires, he can naturally control the extremely dark abyss perfectly, but who can do it? "

"No, isn't there one right in front of you?"

Maxine pointed at the green-eyed paladin beside her.

"The only way to control the Dark Abyss is to eliminate one's own desires."

This answer is the standard answer recognized by the Demon Spirit Continent, but Harrington just thought that the other party was deceiving him.

Eliminating desire can indeed control the extremely dark abyss, but it is impossible for anyone to do this.

This paladin must have used other means to eliminate the negative effects of the Dark Abyss.

"I have already told you the method, and consider it as a reward for His Majesty Harrington to answer my questions."

After saying that, she bowed and bowed, and Maxine was ready to leave.

"Then we'll take our leave first."

As soon as they finished speaking, they heard a huge bang on the table.

The lion man's huge palm left a deep mark on the wooden table, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, as if he shouldn't get angry so easily.

Looking at the backs of the two people leaving in front of them, they still maintained their humble and polite attitude.

"Sorry, there was a mosquito on the table just now."

The ferocious look on his face just now has completely disappeared, and Harrington is still the courteous and corporal king he was just now.

Maxine naturally didn't believe Harrington's words.

Are there mosquitoes in this icy world? Who are you fooling?

The witch sneered and turned around with a contemptuous smile on her face.

"That's right. I thought you orcs had forgotten how to be angry."

She had already seen that the king did not intend to let them leave, so she sat back on the chair again and said jokingly:

"You shouldn't have used a racial artifact to tamper with your character and common sense, right?"

Harrington didn't care about the ridicule in the elf pharmacist's tone, and just replied lightly:

"If the controller of the racial artifact is affected by the Dark Abyss, it will be a problem."

After saying that, there was a wry smile on his lips.

"But this kind of power has a time limit after all. Look, wasn't it just that I was subconsciously angry?

When I used that power, I had already reached the peak of the sixth level and reached the demigod realm.

Although the racial artifact is powerful, it can only work on me for about five years. "

Harrington looked at the two people in front of him deeply, and continued without concealing the threat:

"I don't know how long I can maintain this state, three days? Or three months?

Mr. Morgan, I hope you can understand that angry orcs are never easy to mess with.

Now I can still tolerate your arrogance, but after losing the control of the racial artifact, I may not be able to. "

Harrington crossed his fingers, put his elbows on the table, and issued an ultimatum.

"I won't talk nonsense anymore, Mr. Morgan, and this unknown knight, I hope you can stay in the orc kingdom."

"What if we say no?"

"Then it's a pity that we can only use force to keep you here."

Harrington answered without mercy. He exuded his sixth-level aura, hoping to make Maxine and Fred think carefully.

Maxine and Fred were not much affected by the oppressive aura. What made them feel a little stressed was that after Harrington emitted the aura, there were continuous fifth- and sixth-level auras approaching towards the study. .

"There shouldn't be so many sixth-level people in the Orc Kingdom, so who are these people approaching?"

Harrington told Maxine the answer she had in mind.

"Those dragon-blood warriors have awakened, under the influence of the black mist. The beast gods and ancestors did not deceive us. After the darkness falls, the dead warriors will come back again.

Think about it again, even if you are both at level six, there is no way you can escape. "

If possible, Harrington wanted to save some effort and bring these two people on board through benefits. After all, forceful oppression would be too emotionally damaging.

It's a pity that with Maxine's character, it's impossible for her to agree to his conditions.

If they stay, Harrington will indeed treat them like distinguished guests again, but in exchange, they will be under stricter supervision.

Maxine felt like she had lost some control this time.

He glanced around and used his psychic powers to try to find the weakest point in the siege.

Soon, she found it.

He glanced at Fred, nodded, and then walked out of the study.

Looking at the two departing figures, the Beastman King sighed deeply, finally reaching this point.

He glanced at the red gem ring on the ring finger of his right hand. If he wanted to bring these two people back together, he could only use that method.

"Let's do it."

Facing the deserted study, Harrington said this.

Then, the dragon-blood warriors gathered near the palace moved and attacked one after another.

At this moment, Maxine and Fred were flying wildly towards the west. The only people blocking them here were a few fifth-level dragon-blooded warriors. With their strength, they were able to kill them easily. Heavy siege.

"Ms. Morgan, why didn't we just agree for now? We can just find a good opportunity to escape then."

After killing the attacking green-skinned orc with one sword, he asked the elf girl in front of him.

"I want to do this too, but unfortunately, if we do, we may never be able to leave again."

While responding to the attack in front of her, Maxine replied:

"Did you hear what we called "racial artifacts" just now?

The so-called racial artifact is a creation born from the collective will of the race, and represents the belief and recognition of the king by all individuals of the race.

Holding a racial artifact means controlling everything about this race. Tampering with common sense is only one of the artifact's abilities.

If the owner of the racial artifact is willing, he can even kill the entire race with a single thought. "

"Miss Morgan, what does this have to do with us? We are not orcs."

"There are many ways in this world that can change a person's race."

"Huh? Wouldn't that be true if Harrington transformed us into orcs?"

"Our life and death will be completely controlled by him, and even common sense will be tampered with."

Maxine originally thought that with her and Fred's strength, they could control the orc kingdom at will. Who would have thought that the dragon-blooded warrior would have revived, and something like this happened.

There were so many sixth-level people, even as a sixth-level psychic witch, she couldn't help but feel a bit of pressure.

After noticing so many auras approaching, Maxine actually realized that she was a little out of touch.

What they have to do now is very simple, that is, to escape with all their strength and never fall into Harrington's hands.

Maxine didn't even hide her thoughts now, revealing her true strength. Fred was dealing with the incoming dragon-blooded warriors and didn't realize this for a while.

Relying on their extraordinary strength, the two of them actually managed to carve out a bloody path.

Harrington walked out of the palace and happened to see this scene. After seeing the elf pharmacist's performance, he secretly said, "Sure enough."

He knew that this elf was not as simple as it seemed.

Seeing that so many dragon blood warriors were unable to take down these two people, he planned to take action himself.

Just as he took out the bloody long knife from the space ring and prepared to fly high into the sky, he suddenly stopped.

Harrington frowned, listening to the voice in his ears, and suddenly started to sweat.

"Let them go."

This voice was extremely unfamiliar, and Harrington could guarantee that he had never heard it before.

But for some reason, this voice had an inexplicable power that convinced him.

He wanted to refute, to resist this force, but unfortunately, Harrington simply couldn't do it.

After hearing this voice, there was only one thing he could do, and that was:

"As commanded."

Putting away the bloody sword in his hand, he returned to the palace again. Without him, with the strength of Maxine and Fred, it would not be difficult to escape the interception of the Dragon Blood Warrior.

Within a short time, the two of them reached a snowy area. (End of chapter)