Quickly wear the cannon fodder, he made this short-lived script

Chapter 203: Sacrifice to the Beast God (3)

Upper domain, these two words are really familiar yet unfamiliar.

Mo Ci stared at the two words for a long time before continuing to read.

Ancient books record a technique called "devouring".

As the name suggests, it means devouring all the opponent's abilities through eating, and then transforming them into your own abilities.

This thing has a bit of the meaning of "what you eat will replenish what you need", but it is completely different.

That dead guy ate so many orcs, but Mo Ci didn't feel how powerful he was just now.

So, this spell is fake?

Or is it that this spell is used on the wrong person, so it has no effect?

Not understanding it yet, Mo Ci had to continue reading. After reading for a while, he rubbed his head.

To describe it another way, it's a recipe.

But writing it this way makes it weird.

Does this thing come from the upper realm?

Mo Ci thought to himself, and his hand couldn't help but stroke the curled corner of the book.

At this time, bursts of crying were heard not far away. Mo Ci regained his composure, put the book into his own space, and walked towards the direction where the orcs gathered.

I saw many orcs holding different animal bones and crying.

Needless to say, those animal bones were their relatives, and Qinghui would have ended up like this.

Even more orcs will be killed after this.

Mo Ci's move actually saved the orcs who were about to die.

Qinghui's mother came to Moci at some point and hugged Moci tightly.

Looking at the corpses, she felt a wave of fear and was still in shock. She could only hold Mo Ci to make sure her child was still alive.

Mo Ci was being held, and his body stiffened subconsciously, then slowly relaxed.

This is Qinghui's mother, and she will also be his mother from today onwards, so he should get used to this kind of intimate contact.

Mo Ci controlled himself as he spoke.

"Mom, I'm fine."

As soon as these words came out, Ama immediately let go of Mo Ci, knelt down suddenly, and bowed towards the top of her head, kowtowed several times.

"Thank you, Beast God, thank you, Beast God..."

She kept chattering, and soon she infected the others.

When all the orcs knelt down and bowed again and again, they muttered something.

Mo Ci stood aside, watching the scene with mixed feelings.

He raised his head and looked at the sky through the big hole created by lightning.

The sky was clear and looked particularly bright at this time.

Is there really a beast god in this world?

Even if there really is a Beast God, I guess he doesn't have the time to manage the affairs of the orcs, right?

After all, to the gods, what the messenger did was nothing.

The world of gods should be even more vast...

Thinking of this, Mo Ci withdrew his eyes, no longer looking, and no longer worried about whether there was a Beast God.

It doesn’t matter if it exists or not.

From today on, the Beast God will become a tool for him to achieve his goals.

Mo Ci spoke only after the orcs had paid their respects.

"Bury those corpses and put them to rest. The Beast God will let them rest in peace."

Once there is a first time, there will be a second time. If you borrow the name of the Beast God once, there will be a second time. Mo Ci is already very skilled at it.

His words reminded the orcs present, and it was not known which orc asked the question.

"The defector is dead, so what should we do now? Qinghui, you have seen the Beast God, so why not become the messenger?"

The orc's words were like enlightenment, and the other orcs immediately responded.

"Yes, yes, Qinghui, the Beast God has specially issued a decree for you to kill the defectors. Now you will be the messenger!"

"Qinghui was appointed by the orcs themselves, so he has the full right to be the envoy."

"Besides, the Beast God has given Qinghui such great power. It will definitely be beneficial for our Orc Nation to have him as an envoy."

"Qinghui, you will be the messenger!"

"Qinghui, you will be the messenger!"

"..."

Along with the orcs' voices, Mo Ci was pushed out without him having to make any effort, but...

Messenger? The dead?

This name sounds unlucky.

Mo Ci frowned and waved his hand towards the orcs who were looking at him. The orcs immediately shut up.

In an instant, there was complete silence.

"Rather than the word envoy, I would rather everyone call me 'Sir'.

I understand what everyone means. Now that the defector is dead, I will take full control of the Orc Kingdom he controlled."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the orcs became happy.

In their view, Mo Ci was the person designated by the Beast God, so letting him be the one in power also meant that they were following the Beast God and taking the right path.

As for whether to address him as "envoy" or "sir", it doesn't matter.

Anyway, their main purpose is to let Mo Ci take over the current mess.

Well, it can’t really be called a mess.

After all, the previous envoy did not act recklessly in managing the orcs.

Although the orcs still had to rely on themselves for food and drink, generally speaking, nothing went wrong.

Just like that, the day that was supposed to offer sacrifices to the Beast God was turned by Mo Ci into the day to take over power.

He also made these orcs remember him firmly in their hearts.

Everything was fine on the first day of taking over this rather large Orc kingdom.

Apart from the death of an envoy, everything was operating as usual and Mo Ci didn't need to do anything.

Fortunately, Mo Ci didn't care much about these powers. He was now planning to seize the time to practice.

Although the messenger was not very powerful, he was easily killed by Mo Ci.

But that messenger was not the protagonist of this world, and Mo Ci did not feel any familiarity, so Mo Ci did not dare to slack off.

He also couldn't be sure whether the unknown protagonist was his friend or foe.

Therefore, before that, he would improve his strength as much as he could to give himself some protection.

Speaking of which, Qinghui's wish was fulfilled so easily this time that Mo Ci even felt a little uneasy.

Therefore, he could only use cultivation to soothe this uneasy feeling.

The death of the messenger became the talk of the orcs during this period.

Similarly, Mo Ci's performance that day was also spread by word of mouth.

Within half a month, he went from being the Beast God's sacrifice to the Beast God's incarnation in the Orc Continent.

Mo Ci, who was still concentrating on his cultivation, had no idea about all this.

He only knew that these orcs were very easy to manage. They were the same as they were before, and he didn't need to worry about anything.

In addition, unlike the envoy, Mo Ci did not have the ambition to occupy a larger territory, which meant that these orcs no longer had to worry about war and lived more comfortably.

Mo Ci's reputation also became better and better among them.

After practicing in seclusion for two full months, Mo Ci finally went out for a walk.

The first people he came to were naturally the fox orcs that Qinghui belonged to.

During this period, Mo Ci was in seclusion, using the excuse of being summoned by the Beast God.

So, no one came to disturb him.

When I saw him come out after two months of not eating or drinking, he was still radiant and even his aura was stronger.

Those orcs believed the rumor that Mo Ci was the incarnation of the Beast God even more firmly.

Mo Ci came to see Qinghui's mother. When the mother saw Mo Ci, she smiled with pride.

However, he still maintained some respect for Mo Ci, and was not as intimate with him as when Mo Ci first came. He didn't know if it was related to the beast god in the rumor.

Of course, for Mo Ci, less intimacy is also a good thing.

At this time, many fox beastmen gathered around, shouting impatiently.

"Lord Qinghui."

"Lord Qinghui."

"grown ups!"

Mo Ci felt helpless after hearing this, but still nodded at them, and then went to meet the former tribal leader of the fox orcs.

The chief was getting quite old, and it was almost time for him to pass the leadership position to a brave warrior in the tribe.

As a result, the Feldspar Tribe was gone.

Now seeing that Mo Ci was favored by the Beast God, the old chief looked at Mo Ci with great satisfaction and asked.

"What does my Lord want me to do?"

Mo Ci looked at the old leader, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"I want to read the ancient books handed down by the clan."

Mo Ci learned about this thing from some books after he moved to the place where the messenger once lived.

This thing is said to be related to the rise and fall of an ethnic group and is very important.