Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Chapter 1183 Breaking through the mystery of ignorance

Three days later, in the headquarters of the Ninth Corps, Weilin looked at the Black Orc General who was dragged into the tent, raised his sword and poked the other's body, then looked up at the Griffin Knight who came from the Ceres Fortress and asked, "Is this a gift from Ignis?"

"Yes, Marshal." The Griffin Knight replied respectfully, "This Black Orc general was the general who led the troops that attacked the Ceres Fortress a few days ago. He surrendered on the battlefield. After the general's interrogation, he was found to have no faction bias, so he was sent to you by his subordinates."

"You guys go down and rest first."

"Yes, Marshal."

The three Griffin Knights bowed and saluted, then stepped back a few steps and turned away.

After walking around the Black Orc General lying on the ground, Weilin was about to wake him up when an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

"Why not use him to experiment with [Reincarnation - Fake] and [Reincarnation - Real]?"

He had experimented with this many times on weak creatures, but the results were not very good.

Faced with numerous temptations, only a few monsters can maintain their nature, barely break through the shackles, and achieve ability evolution.

For this lucky guy, after it wakes up, in order to maximize benefits, he will directly throw this monster to the life priest, teach it to be a devout believer of the goddess of life, and then throw it into the underground world servant army to serve as a low-level officer.

But most monsters will be immersed in the world they create, with their consciousness lost and their souls extinct. Even if you force them to wake up, they will still look stupid.

As for this kind of monster, it is not even capable of mining, so it can only be sent to the Qixing Magic Academy to be used as experimental material.

"It's hard to find experimental subjects with low-level soul consciousness, so let's give it a try first."

After making up his mind, Weilin ordered the guards at the camp gate not to disturb anyone except for urgent military affairs.

Back in the tent, Weilin raised a magic shield, then used his soul skill [Reincarnation - Void] to start weaving an illusion world.

Half an hour later, after throwing the compiled illusion world into the consciousness of the Black Asian orc, Weilin followed closely and entered the illusion world.

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On the prairie, in a cat-man tribe, a bruised slave cat-man sat up from the mud, his eyes dull as he stared at two approaching cat-man youths with wicked smiles on their faces, without any reaction.

A young cat-man poked the slave cat-man's head with the whip in his hand. Seeing that the other party had no reaction, he asked, "Brother, is this kid stupid?"

"He's been frozen in the mud all night, so he probably hasn't come to his senses yet. Let me help him wake up."

After saying this, the cat-man youth took the whip from his brother's hand and whipped him hard several times.

The iron whip fell, blood splattered everywhere, but the slave cat man still did not react.

"It seems stupid. When the human merchants arrive later, just sell them directly."

"It doesn't matter if he's sold. I'm tired of playing with him anyway. His sister was sold by us, so if we sell him too, it can be considered an alternative reunion."

"It seems that we are quite kind and let the two siblings be reunited."

After saying this, the cat-man boy kicked the slave cat-man, and seeing the other party lying in the mud, he laughed and prepared to leave with his brother.

In the mud, a gleam of light appeared in the eyes of the slave cat-man. Looking at the backs of the two cat-men, he became murderous. He stood up, kicked hard, came behind the two men, and pierced their chests directly.

The two cat-men turned around with difficulty and looked at the slave cat-man with disbelief in their eyes.

The slave cat-man withdrew his hand, looked at the beating heart in his palm, opened his mouth and swallowed it.

"I don't know why I'm here, but I won't live the humiliating life I had before."

As the words fell, his breath rose steadily.

Above the sky, Weilin looked at the Black Orc general who had broken through the mystery of his unconsciousness so quickly, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Let me see how long it will take you to break through this mystery of illusion."

In the tribe, Titus, who had recovered some strength, went on a killing spree and massacred the entire cat tribe.

"Beast, beast—"

Looking at the old man being stepped on, Titus smiled contemptuously, waved his hand to grab an impudent cat girl, and dug out her heart in front of her.

"I am a slave in your eyes, but you are also an ant in my eyes."

Throwing away the lifeless cat girl, he held the still-beating creature in his hand, stared at the chief of the cat tribe at his feet, and said coldly: "If you bully me, I will kill your entire tribe. In this way, we will even out our responsibilities."

After saying this, he stuffed the fresh thing in his hand into the opponent's mouth, and then broke the opponent's body into pieces.

Amid the blood rain, Titus showed an extremely happy smile on his face.

Looking back, I saw corpses all over the ground. They were all his work.

After collecting some valuable items, Titus left the tribe he had slaughtered without looking back.

Weilin followed Titus quietly, and from time to time he used the authority of the Lord of Illusion to create trouble for the other party.

In less than ten years, the cat-man boy had turned into a heart-thirsty demon that terrified the orc tribes on the prairie.

On the snowy mountain of the prairie, Titus stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the earth. As his strength increased, he felt more and more that the world in front of him was somewhat unreal.

It seemed that there was a pair of eyes watching him from somewhere.

"Come out, unknown being."

Titus spoke towards the sky ahead, and began to secretly gather strength with his hands behind his back.

Verin folded his arms across his chest, watching the movements of Titus' hands with interest, without any response and without any thought of meeting him.

"The mystery of the illusion is just one step away. Let me see your potential."

Half an hour later, Titus looked up at the dreamy and solid barrier in the sky and whispered, "Perhaps I have really come to a new world, and all my doubts are just my suspicions."

Recalling what happened before, everything seemed so reasonable and so real.

Taking a step forward and coming to the foot of the snowy mountain, Titus looked at a cat-people tribe that had been looted. He entered and looked around, and found that not a single corpse was intact.

"Everything is so cruel, no different from the situation in the United Kingdom of Coles. The big tribes devour the small tribes, the small tribes devour the gathering places, and the gathering places hunt the stray black orcs."

"Eeyah~Eeyah~"

The sound of a baby crying stopped Titus who was about to leave.

They came to a cave, moved the corpse away, and saw a baby placed in a haystack.

With a thought, he took the crying baby into his arms.

"Eeyah~Eeyah~"